Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of time
To decide.

-30 minutes

T.A.T.U

The end of August

"You know, life would be so much easier if you just behaved-"

"Like the future queen should," Quinn replied. Her voice laced with sarcasm, which her mother did not look over. She trained her eyes back down to her phone and smirked. That Heather or was it Susan girl was texting her again. She never behaved. Quinn loved it.

"Quinn! Would you listen to me?"

She sighed and shut off her phone. She looked up at her mother and raised her eyebrows.

"You now have my full undivided attention." She gave her a big fake smile.

Her mother sat across from her, looking tiny in a huge red armchair. She was a frail old woman but always seemed to have the most power in the room, no matter what the situation. She wore a pink and white tweed pant suit and had her hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her glasses sat low on her nose, giving her the look of a half-blind librarian. But she was not a half-blind librarian. She was the queen and a powerful authority figure. She was the type of person that you do not cross. Despite how Quinn was her daughter, she was never let past this power. She often wondered if her mother would be this controlling if she were not the Queen.

But Quinn cannot imagine anyone else ruling their country.

Well maybe besides her father but that is a different story all together.

"A few years from now, you will be crowned the next ruler of this country and I need you to be prepared for that. Dashing off to God knows where, doing only God knows what. We can't have that anymore."

Her phone buzzed inside her pocket and she was glad for once that she had put it on vibrate. She bit her lip, hoping that this lecture would be over soon. Heather or Susan might want to meet up later and-

She smirked.

Her mother crossed her hands tight in her lap and stated with next to no emotion:

"I have decided that the only way for you to finish your education and make something good out of your life would be to send you off to a finishing school."

Her head snapped up. All thoughts of meeting up with Heather or Susan left as fast as they came.

"What?"

"The final arrangements have been made. You will be going to America in September for the new semester. I have already discussed the matter with your father and he agrees-"

"He agrees? The man who can hardly speak two words in a row?"

She regretted the words he second they came out of her mouth. Her mother practically lived in ignorance of her husband's illness. She had constantly pretended that there was nothing wrong with him and went on business as usual, as if she felt nothing at all. Quinn felt like she never felt anything, she was a robot. Always had been.

Now she saw a few tears well up her eyes and she felt a stab in her heart. Even the light buzzing in her pocket could not bring a smile to her face.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Of course you didn't," she snapped. She brushed a piece of gray blonde hair out of her face and wiped away her tears. They hadn't even had the chance to fall. She never gave them to chance too.

"You will be attending this school, no if, ands or buts about it." She said, her voice stern.

"But mom-"

"What did I say?"

"No buts," she mumbled.

"Exactly now come on your father is expecting you for a visit. I expect you to visit him as often as possible before your departures in a week's time so, do not even try to get out of it."

She nodded and stood.

"Also, do not meet up with that girl. I know she was texting you. I am not deaf. Cut things off with her. You won't be seeing her again so it will be for the best anyways."

"Yes mother," she muttered. She had no real intention of obeying that request.

She rushed past her and slammed the door behind her. As she walked away she heard her mother sigh. Sometimes rebellion hurt but that didn't mean that wasn't worth it.

Her pocket buzzed. She took it out and typed out a new message.

Meet me in the square in two hours. I have business to take care of first.- QF

I will be waiting baby. ;]

Heather or Susan was definitely worth the wait.

Her father's new bedroom was down the hall and to the right. She walked down that hallway, familiarity flooding her vision. She had been down here, so many times. The walls had forever become embedded into her memory, into her very history. She could not imagine a lifetime outside of those walls. She felt trapped by them, so often she did. That was why she had always desired escape.

Why she always ran off with so many different girls. She couldn't even remember their names most of time! That was how many girls there were. Right now though there was just Heather or Susan. The others had better things to do as of late.

It didn't matter to her though. Heather or Susan was beautiful and gave her exactly what she needed. What more could she need out of a relationship?

She turned the corner and headed up to the doorway. A guard stood outside, bored as usual. Nothing ever happened really, though in this day in age, you really just couldn't take chances.

"Miss Fabray," he said with a nod.

She nodded back and let herself in. He closed the door behind her. Her father sat on the bed, propped up by at least a dozen pillows. His body was covered in three blankets by what she could see. An IV port sat next to the bed, the tube connected to his thin wrist feeding him some sort of medication.

A nurse spoon fed him soup while he tried his best to sleep.

Sleeping was all he ever wanted to do these days.

Mr Fabray used to be an impressive man. Tall, stoic and powerful as a Fabray should be. Now he was a weak old man unable to do anything more than swallow his soup and sometimes even failing to do that.

"Mary, could I have a moment?"

The nurse's head snapped up and she muttered out a quick, "of course princess" before setting the soup down and scurrying out of the room. Quinn watched her father he opened his mouth expecting a spoon to be there. He seemed disappointed when there was not one. Quinn smiled and sat down on the edge of his bed. In this state he sometimes seemed so childlike, like the roles for the two of them had been reversed. That was part of the reason why she avoided his rooms like the plague.

"Hey dad," she whispered. "You need to eat more, you know. Keep you strong." She scooped up some of the soup and placed it between his lips. He swallowed and smiled weakly up at her.

The other reason was how she could never treat him as a grown man, only ever as a child. He wasn't the man he once was anymore and it frightened her.

"L-Lucy," he asked.

She nodded. "I'm sorry that I haven't visited you in a while. I have been busy."

He nodded. His eyes lolled, she could tell that she only had a few minutes-maybe less- before he would fall back asleep. She had to make her point quick.

"Dad, do I have to go to that school? Like mom said earlier. I don't want to go. I have so much here and I don't want to leave it all behind. I have a sort of ish girlfriend here and I don't want to leave her to go get an education." She blinked. "You understand, don't you? I know that you do. Maybe before you would have..."

She placed another spoonful into his mouth. He swallowed and looked up at her. His blank stare hit her harder than he probably thought it would.

Sometimes she wished that he would die. Just so that everyone around him wouldn't have to see him disappear so slowly and so profoundly like this. He was already gone, she told herself.

She sighed and fed him the rest of his soup.

She kissed his wrinkled forehead and whispered a goodbye. He nodded off, the drugs causing him to fall back asleep again. She sometimes wondered what he dreamed about. He had to dream since he was asleep most of the time.

Did he dream of his life before? Of his rule and the power he once had?

Sometimes she just wished that he would be able to answer her.

Her pocket buzzed again.

She quickly unlocked it and looked to the screen.

Come on baby. I want to fuck you until you can't ever forget me.

She smirked and sent a flirty reply back.

Her father stirred next to her. She looked back to him.

He was already falling back asleep and was already into those dreams again. She sighed.

"I'm sorry daddy but I couldn't be your little girl forever."

She stood and started walking back to her room. She had to change before she went to meet Jan or Susan. She had the perfect outfit already picked out in her mind.

She wiped her mind of her father and the little worried girl who had sat with him a few minutes before, Lucy. She turned into this new girl this Quinn sexy, rebellious and downright scandalous.

She sighed. She only had a few more days being Quinn. Her mother would expect to her turn back into her sweet little Lucy soon.

Unless...

Unless she caused more mayhem than ever at this posh little boarding school...unless, she gave every teacher a run for their money and caused every girl to question their sexuality. Yes, she could do that. Quinn could do that, just fine.

Opening author's note-

Greetings, readers of chapter one. I'd like to thank-you right now for reading this far. I hope you choose to continue. I will be posting a new chapter every week on either Thursday or Friday. Most likely Friday. The story is almost completely written so there will be no late chapter postings.

A warning-

I would say that this story is rated PG-13. There are mentions of sex and a few fade to black scenes [Will make sense once the story gets started].

So, I hope you liked the beginning and will continue to like the rest of the story. Remember to leave a comment and let me know how you liked it and how I can improve.

Bye! :D