Quinn decided to bury the hatchet and finally sign Waker Nolan's yearbook; there was no point in holding grudges. It was graduation, after all! The two were like chalk and cheese, but sometimes, it was nice to be nice and Quinn didn't
really have a problem with the Head Girl - it was all a case of mild, teenage jealousy. Flicking through to the rear pages, Quinn grabbed her quill, about to deliver some message that Waker would keep for life. Her eyes fell on George's comment. Blinking heavily, she finally managed to smile. Quickly etching her signature, Quinn suddenly didn't feel like hanging around.