(The next day at school, Quinn was at her locker trying to get her textbooks for the next class. Some fell to the ground as she tried to retrieve them. At the same time, Artie and Joe came to her and grabbed her stuff for her. Quinn smiled back, trying to hide the shame of her being a wheelchair.)
Artie: You need help there, Quinn?
Quinn (to Artie): Thank you so much.
Joe: How come you didn't get a lower locker?
Quinn: I like my locker.
Joe: Maybe before, but you'll end up straining yourself like that.
Artie (looking up at Joe): She just wants to keep her locker. Is that too much to ask?
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