A/N - So this is my first story. It's rated M at the minute solely because of drug use but Im sure later on in the story there will be something else ;) Better safe than sorry eh. Anyway I have an idea where I want to go with it but so far I've just been enjoying writing it. Enjoy! -A

It was official. This day was the worst first day she had ever had, and it was only 8 AM. To any outside viewer looking on at sad scene that was playing out in front of their eyes, it would look like a 17-year-old girl covered in grease and oil attempting to fix an already withering truck. And being unsuccessful while doing it.

Georgie Hudson was on her way to her first day of Junior Year in a new school. Now this wasn't her first, first day. Not by a long shot. In the past two years since beginning High School, this was Georgie's fourth school. Moving every couple of months because of being kicked out was a sure way to get her Dad and step-mom to hate her. From damaging school property and getting into fights to stealing and doing drugs Georgie was a perfect example of a troubled teen. Acting out, some called it. She's going through a phase, some said.

Only when she was diagnosed with ADHD did people start listening.

Now don't get me wrong there was more to it than just the ADHD. Maybe part of it was the drunken mess of a Father that she lived with. Maybe it was the fact that she believed that there was literally no point in even trying anymore because something would happen that would get her shipped off and out, yet again. Anyway, the ADHD had an impact from an early age on Georgie's education. She was distracted in class and was failing everything.

This caused her to be held back a year and any friends that she'd had soon wanted nothing to do with her causing Georgie to find herself being very lonely. So lonely in fact that in early high school she got in with the wrong crowd purely so that she could just have a group of friends. She was desperate and they were there. Bad habits were picked up from them and Georgie was constantly in trouble but she began to relish in it. It excited her. However, those bad habits and excitement caused her to get kicked out of every school she went to.

Fed up with the constant rebellion and need to move about, her Father soon gave up and sent her to go and live with her Mom and half-brother Finn. With no choice Georgie packed her bags and moved to the other side of the country.

Living with her Mom was already set out to be a car crash before she even left her old house. See they didn't get along. At all. Georgie wasn't sure what it was exactly that made her mom hate her so much but she wasn't blind. Her half-brother Finn was clearly the favorite of the two of them, so saying it was their different dads was probably somewhere along the right track. Georgie was a mistake you see. In her mother's eyes anyway. She'd had Georgie on October the first a year before Finn was born and from the minute she about and kicking, Carol hadn't wanted anything to do with her. Tossed into the arms of her drunken father, Georgie ended up growing up in Arizona and she'd stayed there ever since flitting between schools. Until now.

Finn wasn't as bad as her mom. On the rare occasion when she would visit for the holidays or whenever her dad needed a week or so to go extra hard on the booze, (more so than usual) he would just sit there and watched as her mom delivered a verbal beatdown to her for minor things. However, they had their moment together when it was almost like they were normal siblings. She saw a different version to both of them than the rest of the world probably did, and it wasn't the nice version like when you go and visit your grandparents and act like a literal saint the whole time.

However, it had been at least three years since shed seen either of them. Georgie had a feeling that by now Finn was probably star quarterback, popular of course, have a cute girlfriend who was by any chance the head cheerleader. Everything was probably set out for him on a silver platter ready for him to dive in and take what he wanted. So, when she arrived at the Hudson residence, Georgie was unsurprised to be greeted with fake smiles and an awkward hug from Finn. To be honest she wouldn't have expected anything less so at least they were consistent.

An early night in a bare room and Georgie was up and out of the house before 7:30AM on the Monday morning before anyone else in the house was around. She told herself it was easier this way.

Now here she was barely 20 minutes down the road and her rusty old truck that she'd brought with her from Arizona had already given up.

"C'mon girl," Georgie encouraged the truck while attempting to get it running again. "Not now. Not today." A few weaker splutters came out of the truck before Georgie eventually gave up.

"God damnit!" She shouted to no one in particular as she punched the side of her truck if it would help. Actually, it just hurt like a bitch and left her with split knuckles on one hand. She stood at the door debating what to do and also half hoping that her truck would magically start up. However, with moments passing without this happening, Georgie pulled her phone out of her back pocket of her jeans and read the time as 8:34, she knew she needed to go now or she would be late.

Deciding that she'd deal with her truck after school, Georgie walked round her car to slam the hood shut with more force than was probably necessary but the damn thing was already dying so what the hell. She grabbed her skateboard from the backseat and threw it on the ground with a foot on it to keep it steady and then scraped her long dirty blonde hair up into a ponytail and quickly shoved her snapback that she was previously wearing into her rucksack. If she was going to get there at even a reasonable time this was the only way.

Twenty-Eight minutes later Georgie was sprinting up the front steps of her new high school two at a time skateboard in hand. Only when she barged through the front doors did it actually dawn on her that she didn't actually even have a timetable yet and also, she hadn't a clue in hell where she was meant to be going.

"Hey," She blurted out to a guy in a wheelchair and vest that was going past her. "Uh, do you know where the reception is?"

He spun around looking unsure if she was speaking to him or not. After looking behind him to see if there was anyone there and turning back to Georgie to see her staring at him with an impatient look on her face he stammered out, "Oh, um yeah up the hall to the right you can't miss it."

"Thanks." She said looking at him once more and then started off down said hall. As she passed the bathroom she could almost swear she could her two-people singing.

Once inside the office, Georgie walked up to the front desk and cleared her throat expecting the middle-aged woman sat there to look up. However, moments passed and she was still looking at her computer screen oblivious to Georgie standing in front. Spotting a bell on the desk, Georgie awkwardly stretched out her hand to tap it. Only then did the woman slowly drag her eyes away from the screen to look at Georgie.

"Hi, can I help?" She droned out looking bored.

"Um, yeah," Georgie replied. "I'm new here, starting my Junior year. Names Georgie Hudson, I was told to come here to get my schedule and other information." At this the woman leapt up and stepped over to a filing cabinet filled with paperwork.

" Ah yes." The woman called looking down at the bulky file in her hand." Georgie Hudson. Any relation to Finn Hudson perhaps?" She questioned with curios look.

"Brother" Georgie nodded stiffly.

"Lovely. If you would take a seat over there," The woman said pointing opposite her to a sofa currently occupied by a teenage boy while handing Georgie her file."Principle Figgins will be right with you."

Nodding and taking the offered file, Georgie made her way over to the sofa. She knew that this conversation with the principle was going to be interesting. They always were. This is a fresh start, a clean slate, they would say while silently wondering how long she would last.

Lost in thought Georgie failed to notice the Blonde boy looking at her with his teeth bared.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I prefer it shaken not stirred." The boy repeated, expecting a laugh from Georgie.

"Dude. Your mouth is huge," Georgie exclaimed with wide eyes." but seriously, was that supposed to be Sean Connery because that was awful."

"Too much teeth?" He winced

Georgie nodded, "Yeah man, way too much"

The guy turned in the seat to face her more, excited that someone was finally responding to his impressions. "Like this?" He asked, baring his teeth a little less.

"Hm," Georgie replied leaning in slightly to get a better look, "maybe a little more...yeah perfect."

Anyone looking in through the glass windows would have had a hard time figuring out what was going on in the room. A friend inspecting another friend's teeth for food perhaps? There was no chance in hell that anyone would have guessed that it's two people that just met each other trying to get a Sean Connery impression right. No one sane anyway.

"Miss Hudson" A male voice called from inside the next room.

"Wish me luck." Georgie sighed, rising from the comfortable sofa.

"Good luck." The boy said looking confused as to why she would need luck, but not questioning it as she walked away from him and into the office.

Here we go.

There was something about being in a principles office that always made Georgie slightly uncomfortable. Normally it was the hardened seats or the multiple inspirational posters on the walls with people smiling like all their problems in the world were solved by simply following the advice Laugh, Live, Learn. This office however, made being in it uncomfortable by the fact that as soon as she walked in, Georgie felt like she was breathing in years of dried, dead skin that had been festering in the cracks and corners.

"Georgie Hudson," Principle Figgins read of the file in a monotonous voice, " Brother of teen football star slash captain of the football team slash glee club member slash all around savior of this underperforming average American high school."

Georgie's eyes narrowed "Uhh wh-"

"Quite the teen misfit I see," Figgins interrupted before Georgie could say anything. "Well I hope you know that in this school we do not tolerate any of that buisness. No,no,no none of that here."

Biting her tongue to stop a snort coming out, Georgie nodded.

Figgins continued, "Based on your track record, I will be placing you under a three-day probation period where if you, as the kids say these days, mess up I will have to reconsider your freedom and even your place at this school. I'm aware that ADHD is something that you suffer with and you will have weekly meetings with our lovely guidance counselor Miss Pillsbury. You may go."

Georgie nodded, expecting something like this to happen "I understand, thank you."

As she left the office the blonde boy from earlier passed her heading the way she had just come from."Sam," he blurted out, looking at her.

Catching on that he was tell her his name, Georgie nodded. "I'll know who to send people to for mediocre impressions now Sam, thanks"

He let out an awkward laugh while walking backwards into the office. Georgie let out a single loud laugh at seeing him catch himself on the door and flapping about thinking it was a person.

Once she'd gotten her schedule, locker number and combo Georgie left the office in search of her new locker to kill time before her second period started. She figured she could get away with skipping the rest of her first period since it only had 15 minutes left by then.

After eventually finding her locker after 10 minutes of wandering around, Georgie out a quiet little cheer that she didn't have a bottom locker. With her height of an average 5"6 it would have been a nightmare. She opened it up and shoved her skateboard in just as the bell rang.

Floods of people came rushing out of classrooms on all sides chatting loudly with all their friends. Georgie wondered if that would ever be her, surrounded by a group of friends talking animatedly about something or other. Probably not though, not with her people skills and track record.

Georgie looked down at the schedule in her and realized that not only did she have Spanish next but she also had no idea where room 37 was meaning she would have to ask someone.

"Excuse me you're leaning on my locker." Came a chirpy voice from beside her.

Georgie turned to see a short girl with brown hair and a black and white polka dot sweater staring at her.

"Oh, my bad." She said moving out the way

"Are you new here I haven't seen you around before?" The short girl asked her.

Georgie nodded, "Yeah, it's my first day."

"My name is Rachel Berry but you probably already knew that, I'm quite well known around here," The girl started blabbering out. " I can show you around at lunch is you would like, maybe you could even tryout for Glee club. It's amazing. As long as you can sing you're in. You know we got to sectionals last year. Unfortunately, we didn't win though but I'm pretty sure that my rendition of the classic 'Don't rain on My Parade' by the one and only Miss Barbra Streisand was one of the saviors of that entire night. I can't beli-"

"Hey, um I have to get to class, do you know where room 37 is?" Georgie interrupted starting to get impatient. She was pretty sure that the girl Rachel didn't have any plans of stopping talking at her. Most of it just went straight over her head apart from the words Glee club. Somehow, she had already heard about that club twice in less that 20 minutes now. Knowing that Finn was a part of it as well almost made her interested in finding out what it actually was. Almost.

"Of course!" Rachel exclaimed excitedly. "I also have that class now, we can walk together!" She started leading the way up the hall picking up where she left off on her ramble.

Georgie let out a slight groan. "Look, you're nice and everything but do you have to talk so much? If you carry on like this I'm sorry but I'm going to have to pass on that tour" she said bluntly.

Rachel let out a small huff at the honest girl " I guess not," As if she had forgotten about the last ten seconds she cheerfully started up again as we reached a door with the number '37' and a bunch of laminated sombreros on it " Here we are! Now Mr. Schue is great. He teaches the Glee club. Don't be shy."

"I'm not shy," Georgie smirked.

Rachel nodded uncomfortably and walked in to take her seat in the room. Georgie lingered back a bit at the desk at the front of the room to let this 'Mr. Schuester' know who she was.

"My name is Georgie Hudson, I'm new." She said to the teacher as he looked over to her.

At this Rachels head snapped over to where Georgie was stood, realizing who she was.

"Ah yes, Finn mentioned his sister would be joining us soon. Why don't you wait until the rest of the class gets here and you can introduce yourself?" He offered with a warm smile.

"Sure" Georgie shrugged, standing back to let other people filter into the room. She noticed the guy in the wheelchair from earlier roll in being pushed by a skinny guy with a scarf around his neck.

Everything was going well until Finn walked in. Georgie felt her breath catch in her throat and she started to panic slightly but she covered it up. Anyone looking at her would have thought she just looked indifferent. He wore a gaping expression so was clearly as shocked as she was. He must have not expecting her to be in one of his classes so soon.

"Hi," Finn said walking up to her not looking her in the eyes. " First class?"

"Yep." She replied with a stony expression.

"Cool"

"Yep"

As the awkward exchange went down, all eyes in the class were on the pair as everyone was now sat in their seats. When Finn finally sat down, Georgie let out a small breath that she didn't know she was holding.

"Well, class this is our new student Georgie Hudson" Mr. Schuester began. Anybody that wasn't really paying attention sure, was now. Georgie came to the conclusion that her theory about Finn being hot shit around here was true. "Georgie why don't you tell us about yourself." He encouraged.

"Uh yeah okay," She said casually, looking up at the ceiling. By now she should have been used to this part from the amount of times that she'd done it. Somehow this time was different. " I just moved here from Arizona, I like long walks on the beach and one time I accidently poured coffee all over Ryan Reynolds while in line to buy a taco. It's up to you to figure out which one is the lie." She ended with finger guns and a wink towards the class.

The class let out low chuckles at her introduction. "Thank you for that miss Hudson," Mr. Schuester said with a small smile on his face. "Now please take the desk over there next to Miss Lopez. "As he said this he pointed towards a Latina girl in a cheerleading uniform at the back with a spare desk next to her.

Georgie found herself staring at the girl as she walked down the aisle towards the back. Her full lips, dark eyes and tan skin was enough to make anyone stare.

It was no secret to the people that knew Georgie that she was bisexual. She had never seen the point of making a big deal about it and just told people casually in conversations that yes, she liked girls the same way she liked boys. If not better. Most were accepting but Georgie wasn't bothered by people that weren't like her Dad. They weren't going to change her. They couldn't so they might as well stop trying. As result she never had any problems with showing her true feelings and if she wanted to flirt with someone in the middle of a hall, boy or girl, she would do so.

Once she was sat down, the Latina turned to her with a smirk on her face and said " I gotta say, when I heard there was another Hudson coming to town, I was expecting another gravy sack, tree trunk to come strutting through the doors with a football in their hand while singing an outdated showtune but I'll be honest with you, you're definitely not what I was expecting."

Unable to get a read on the girl, she stared at Georgie trying to gauge what her reaction would be to her blatantly insulting her brother. She sure wasn't like Finn and judging by the award worthy conversation for Most Awkward Reunion of the Year, they didn't seem to like one another very much.

Georgie had a feeling this this was some kind of test of the girl's. "Well sorry to disappoint. If I knew what a showtune was I'm sure I could sing one for you but other than that I'm afraid I'm all out of ideas." Georgie quipped in a low voice, facing forward and not moving her eyes from the front until she had finished speaking. She dragged her eyes over to the girl next to her who still had that smirk on her face but now looked as if she was trying not to laugh. Georgie noticed the name Santana written in small writing at the top of her page. Santana looked between shocked and amused at the quick and witty response that Georgie had just given her, as if she hadn't expected her to reply so casually.

"Hm, interesting." Santana muttered, eyes still on Georgie. She was a mystery to everyone here. If she was Finns sister how come she hadn't grown up with him? Were they twins? They didn't look like twins. And if they weren't how come she is in the same grade? Also, how come she lived in a different state? Why didn't they seem to like each other? Why was she here now? There were so many unanswered questions surrounding this new girl and Santana was determined to find out more. Something about Georgie intrigued her.

Other than their last name Santana didn't see any resemblance between the two siblings at all. Finn was Finn; awkwardly tall, brown hair, uncoordinated enough to make him seem slightly drunk in his movements at all times, and his face only had one expression. Confused. Georgie on the other hand, she had long, straight dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin and she somehow had one of those faces where you wouldn't be able to guess her emotion unless she wanted you too. Santanna had been unable to take her eyes off of her ever since she had walked in the room.

Georgie sighed. So this was it, she was officially in her fifth school. Her eyes were focused on the clock at the front of the room as she silently wondered how long she would last this time.