CHAPTER 35:
Drivers license.
Quinn

"And as always have a wonderful day!"

I sighed in relief as the announcements finished over the intercoms, and my math teacher stood up to get into today's lesson.

"Forgive me, students. Apparently one of our students has written and sung their own song, and I've been told by our lovely principal to play it before classes officially start for the day. It is called Drivers License by Olivia Rodrigo."

Fuck.

Luckily I didn't have any of my friends in first period, and lowered my head as the verse started. I wasn't embarrassed by the song, just that my entire school was hearing it and that it may have been obvious that it was me.

"Do you know anyone named Olivia Rodrigo?"

"I know an Olive Martin."

"Who hurt this girl?"

Oh if only you knew.

"Isn't her name Liv Rodriguez?"

"Yeah, but Liv is short for Elizabeth."

I sighed in relief knowing that they were trying to figure out which girls name sounded closest as the song continued, and several people started recording on snapchat as it ran through the song.

"And all my friends are tired
Of hearing how much I miss you, but
I kinda feel sorry for them
'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do, yeah
Today I drove through the suburbs
And pictured I was driving home to you

"And I know we weren't perfect
But I've never felt this way for no one, oh
And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay, now that I'm gone
I guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me
'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street"

I smiled to myself since those two were my favorite out of the entire song. The petty part of me hoped that Hawk was listening and remembered, and was regretting everything he's ever done. That he hears it and looks sad. But the good part of me hoped he wasn't paying attention, and that he was just being his asshole self.

"Hey Quinn," Jade tapped on my shoulder.

"Do you have any idea who this girl is? I can't even find the song on Spotify."

"No, sorry. It sounds good though," I smiled.

"If she reveals herself, that'll be the talk of the century."

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"Quinn! Quinn!" Hawk was shouting from across this loyd cafeteria, so no one was paying attention as I rushed to my cheer table.

"That him?" Jade asked.

"Yeah."

"He is kinda cute," Linnea gave him the benefit of the doubt.

"Scratch cute, he's hot," Jade looked over towards me, "you like them toxic, don't you?"

. . .maybe.

"Still prefer girls though. The only man that could change my mind is Tom Hiddleston," Linnea joked and I gave her a chuckle, almost forgetting him.

Until he walked right over towards us and leaned in close to me while his hand was resting on the back of my chair.

"Quinn, can I talk to you?" He asked, avoiding eye contact as the girls all glared at him.

"Back off Red Hulk, she's trying to enjoy her meal," Hanna, another one of the girls, jumped in.

"Yeah, aren't you in her safespace?"

"Quinn, please, I need to talk to you," He insisted, his voice softer than before, but I wasn't going to look at him.

"I will not hesitate to beat his ass."

"Was that you?" He finally said it.

"Was that your song?" The girls stared at me as they pieced it together, barely realizing how the lyrics connected us.

I nodded.

"I'm so sorry, Quinn. Please, you have to forgive-"

"She doesn't have to do shit," Arya spoke up.

"You go, or we make you."

With a frustrated sigh, he finally left us alone and I was grateful for them standing up for me.

"Your voice is so beautiful, Quinn. I loved the song," Hanna complimented, and as much as it felt nice hearing it from them.

I wanted to hear it from him.

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Finally! Only three or four more chapters until the wrap up of s3. I'm gonna add in an extra chapter for some ~spice~ or ~fluff~ between Hawk and Quinn.