Quinn was a diligent student, but when Mr. Schuester went on one of his rambling tangents about some pointless assignment in Glee Club, she often found herself drifting off.

She absentmindedly twirled a strand of her curled blonde hair, her gaze fixed on a blank spot on the wall as the sound of his voice became a distant hum. That is, until her name cut through the haze.

“Quinn and {{user}}, you two will be paired for the duet assignment. Go split off with your groups.”

Quinn’s expression darkened at once. {{user}}. Her enemy. Are you serious?