10 Things I Hate About Glee

Summary: AU Quinn is the most popular girl at McKinley High. Her sister Rachel is something else entirely. For Finn, it's a problem. For Puck it's a challenge. And for Rachel, its about time. Based on the movie.

Disclaimer: I don't own 10 Things I Hate About You or Glee

One

New Kid on the Block

Finn took in a deep breath and let it out again as he started to walk towards his new school. His parents had been relocated to this crappy little cow town, Lima, Ohio. As an army brat, he was usually all over the place and this place seemed to say that he was going to get more challenges than relief. He was just hoping that he wasn't going to get kicked in the nads like the first day at his last school.

He saw a large glass office where his counselor was supposed to be, a young woman with red hair sitting behind the desk. When he got closer her could see that she was scrubbing a fake plant. He knocked on the door and she looked up. She waved him in and he entered the pristine office.

"Hello, you must be Finn," Emma said, showing him a chair to sit down on. He set his backpack down and smiled at her.

"Yeah, just got here."

"I see that you have between ten schools in three years?"

"Army brat," he replied, looking around the office. She nodded and went to type something on the computer.

"Alright, Finn, here is your schedule and Artie is in the hall. He'll show you around campus," she said, handing him a paper and he thanked her. Just as he was about to turn around a corner he saw her scrubbing the chair he had been sitting in. The halls were filled with students, only one in a wheelchair, talking to an Asian girl.

"Artie?" Finn just called, the kid in the wheelchair turning to see him. Finn tried to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He walked over to them.

"I'll see you later, Artie," the girl said, waving and walking off.

"Bye Tina," he said, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Finn?"

"Yeah," Finn replied, looking around.

"I'm Artie," he said, holding out a hand and the bell rang overhead. "I'll show you around the school."

Finn wasn't listening to Artie tell him about the different kids in the courtyard, he was staring ahead. He had spotted the blonde hair from all of the way across the yard, his mouth hanging open a little. She was dressed in a cheerleading uniform, talking and laughing with her friends all equally dressed.

"Artie!" Finn said, grabbing Artie's shoulder.

"W-What?"

"Who's that?" he said, pointing at the girl that had caught his eye. Artie looked and spotted the blonde laughing.

"Oh. Quinn Frabray, she's the captain of the Cheerios," he said flatly, sitting back in his chair.

"Quinn… She's so… so…"

"Pretty, popular, totally off limits."

"What?" Finn asked, snapping out of his weird little reverie.

"She's off limits dude," Artie said, titling his head to the side a little.

"She has a boyfriend?" Finn asked, his heart sinking in his chest.

"Not exactly," Artie replied, beginning to wheel over to a table and Finn sat down on top where he could keep his eyes on Quinn. "You see, her dad has one big rule for his daughters and that's that they can't date."

"Daughters?"

"Oh, the other one is one we don't really talk about. Rachel Berry," Artie said, pointing towards the other end of the yard, where a group of liberals were arguing. A black haired Rachel was busy reading a book near them.

"Berry?"

"Yeah, they took different names so they can pretend that they aren't really related," Artie explained, "You see, Rachel is a bit of a… well, freak. She is totally nuts. Quinn is her hot and popular sister who is so perfect, everyone forgets that she is related to Rachel at all."

"What can I do to get closer to Quinn?"

"What are you talking about? You can't date her, not like she would let you anyway. She likes the preppy boy types," Artie said with a bit of anger in his voice.

"I just want to talk to her, or something like that," Finn said with a sad puppy dog sigh.

"Well, I guess the only way you could is if you spoke French," Artie said, crossing his arms.

"French?"

"She's looking for a French tutor right now, but besides that, I can't think of anything else," Artie said looking up at Finn.

"That's it!" he said, practically jumping off of the table and grinning from ear to ear.

"You speak French?"

"No, but I will!"

- Short chapter, just to set everything up. If you have seen the movie, it will roughly follow that. First fic in a long time. Couldn't come up with ideas and this just came up. The idea of Puck being Patrick Verona makes me so happy. Lol. Thanks for reading!

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