Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

Emily Carole Hudson- Birthday: March 5, 1994. Hair: wavy, brown. Eyes: Hazely green. Height: 5'5. Finn's twin, younger by 7 minutes. Activities: Cheerleader, hanging out with friends, singing. Grades: 2nd highest GPA in her class, after Mike Chang. Friends: Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Kurt, Mike, Cheerios.

Finn Hudson rolled out of bed and looked at the time. It was six thirty in the morning. He sighed before getting up. "Well summer is officially over." He said to himself. He got up and walked across the hall to a closed door with a blackboard schedule on it. He knocked on the door and yelled, "Emily, wake up. It's the first day of high school."

Emily opened the door looking all disheveled. "Finn, do you have to yell?"

"Come on, get dressed. We're going to be late."

"What do you mean, it's six thirty?"

"It's six forty-five actually. And it takes you a good thirty minutes to get ready so hurry up. I'll meet you downstairs."

Emily opened her closet and chose a pair of skinny jean capris along with a light purple top that slightly showed off her midriff. She put on her flip flops and grabbed her backpack and gym bag. She walked downstairs and put her bags down and sat at the table. "Woah, mom, this is a lot of food." She said. Her mom had made pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Her brother was shoveling food into his mouth.

"Well, it is the first day of school, and I want you two to start the school year off right. Em, are you trying out for cheerleading?"

"Yeah, me and Quinn. But I don't think I'm going to make it."

"Why not?" Finn asked with food in his mouth.

"Cause I hear Coach Sylvester is really tough and she's only seven girls."

"Well don't worry, honey, just try your best and I'm sure you'll get one of those spots."

"Thanks, mom. Finn, we should go or we're going to be late."

"Yeah. Come on." Finn grabbed his backpack and football gear and waited for Emily to get her things as well before they caught the bus to school.

As soon as they walked into school, Quinn came up to them and hugged Emily tightly. "Hey, you ready for tryouts?"

"I guess."

"Why are you not more confident?"

"She's afraid of what Coach Sylvester is going to do to her?" Finn said.

"Hey, Finn. Don't be afraid. You have some of the best flips I have ever seen."

"You think so?"

"I know so. Now come on, we have to get to Algebra. See you around Finn." Quinn pulled Allie down the hall. Finn smiled slightly when he saw the girl he had a crush on since the eighth grade drag his sister down the hall.

Finn felt a light punch in his shoulder and he smiled when he saw his best friend since the fifth grade standing there, Noah Puckerman. "Hey, man. You tappin' that?" Puck said referring to Quinn.

"Nah, man, she's just helping out Em, with something."

"Yeah. You should keep a good eye on your sister."

"What do you mean?"

"Man, are you blind? Your sister is one of the hottest girls in this whole damn town. You don't think all of the guys in this school will be trolling the halls to get with her?"

"Guys, like who? You?"

"Look, man, your sister is hot, if she wants to then yeah, I'm going for it."

"Hey, man, that's my sister."

"Just saying, man, be careful with her."

Emily was having trouble opening her locker after school when Puck came up behind her. He watched her struggle for a minute before he came up behind her and slapped her ass. She yelped and turned around only to see Puck smirking at her. "Puck, you jerk." She said shoving him.

"Look, Em, you're just putting it out there, and I'm just showing my appreciation."

"You're such an ass." She said turning back around and trying to open her locker again.

"Trouble with your locker?"

"What do you think?"

"Move over."

"Puck, I got it." she took a step back and kicked her locker open.

"Nice."

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at football practice?"

"Yeah, but I had a few minutes to spare. I wanted to see how my favorite girl is doing."

"I'm fine, Puck. Now if you'll excuse me, I have tryouts of my own that I need to get ready for."

"What tryouts?"

"Cheerleading."

She went into the locker room and quickly changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top along with some sneakers. She was the final audition for the day after twenty six other girls. She did the routine she practiced with Quinn and waited for Coach Sylvester's response. She didn't say anything she just nodded and pointed to the door. Emily walked out thinking it was over. Less than fifteen minutes later, the results for who made the cut were posted outside the gym. Emily was too nervous to look but Quinn grabbed her by the arm and dragged her there. Emily scrolled down the list and she smiled when she saw her name. "See! I told you. You were worried for nothing."

"I guess you were right."

"Why did you ever doubt me?"

They walked down the hall with their arms linked when Quinn said, "And this is just the beginning. Being cheerleaders means that we are officially McKinley High royalty. We are going to rule this school. Just you wait and see."

That freshmen year was a blast for Emily. She became very close to all of the Cheerios and Mike Chang, a guy in all of her honors classes and Kurt, a in the closet gay kid, who was in her french class, they bonded over their obsession of musicals and Audrey Hepburn. As the school year went on, a lot more guys started noticing Emily, like Karofksy and Parker Nelson but Emily's first real boyfriend was Jake Ashton. He is a Junior with the boy next door looks and he is on the football, basketball, and baseball. They started dating at the beginning of baseball season and continued strong for about seven months. But things were going to change in Sophomore year.