OK, this is my first crossover so bear with me. It's very 'skank' Quinn and Dean centric. There will be Sam and I MIGHT pair him up with another person from glee club. All teenagers-juniors in this story. Sam and Dean just transferred to McKinley. (I realize Dean is older than Sam, just believe in your mind Dean got held back in school a couple years.)

It starts on the first day junior year, but it's kinda senior year based if you know what I mean? Everything is like how it is in Season 3 (Quinn dying her pink, Blaine moving to McKinley etc.) But they're juniors.

SAM POV

"Sammie. I don't like the looks of this school."

"Dean you're my older brother. If you wuss out, who can I look up to?"

"The sky?" He replied sarcastically. "Look at this. There a people being thrown in bins. Should we go beat em up?"

"I don't reckon that would be the best idea."

"Yeah, we should fit in. That means making friends with normal people Sammie."

"We're hunters Dean, we're never going to fit in."

"It's always good to try." When we walked into the front entrance the first thing we saw was a girl being shoved into some lockers.

"Wow, this is gonna be fun. It's like juvie all over again." Dean said drily.

"I'm gonna check if she's OK." I told him and jogged up to small brunette.

"Do you need hand?" I asked.

"Yes please." She took my hand shakingly.

"You OK? You're shaking." The girl looked up.

"I'm fine." She said, giving me a weak smile.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Rachel. What's yours?"

"Sam. I just moved here with my brother Dean." I looked at my brother down the hall who was giving me a what the hell? Look.

"Him? He's a bit...old, don't you reckon."

"Yeah he was held back a couple years."

"Oh, well listen, thanks for the help, but if you're new here it's probably for the best if you don't...Oh god. Go. Run off, right now before they see you." She said quickly pushing me toward Dean.

"Before who see's me?"

"The football players! If they see you with me or any of the Glee club losers then the rest of your time here will be a living hell! Go!" I walked off confused. The approaching football players slowed down and one by one throw a icy substance into Rachel's face. She gritted her teeth and stood there. She just stood there.

"Did you make friends with her?" Dean asked.

"I guess." I shrugged.

"Oh good." Dean nodded and walked over and punched a couple of the boys who had gotten her. I watched as Rachel shuddered and was was ushered into the girls toilet by a Gothic Asian girl and a cheerleader with blonde hair. Dean walked back grinning.

"That was fun, lot easier to take out than a hell-hound." Dean shivered and went pale for a second.

"Well anyway. I'm gonna check out what the hot girl ratio is here." He waved and walked down some adjoining stairs. "Check out what is considered 'cool' here!" He called. I nodded and made my way around the school. I noticed how the football players picked on a lot of outcasts. A feminine looking male. A boy who was a footballer but was still being jeered at. The Asian girl I saw earlier. I kept an eye out for Rachel.

I still hadn't seen the girl by lunchtime. I thought I had seen someone who looked like her with the football player. But I shook my head. It was football players who had shoved and threw that stuff in her face. I sat by myself at lunch, looking out for Dean. He didn't usually leave me alone at fear of some creature showing up but he must've found some really hot chick and was making out with her in a closet somewhere. Dean slid into the seat next to me.

"Hey bro, you would not believe the chicks they have here. I made out with two chicks. Two! At the same time! It was awesome."

"Really, who?" I feigned interest. I saw Rachel talking to a group of people, she was agitated, I could tell that. She pointed to a purple piano that was in the back. Who the hell puts a piano in a cafeteria. She rolled her eyes and looked at the football player. He nodded to the others who sighed and stood up. Music started playing from an impromptu band. They started dancing.

"Oh my god. They can not be serious. What the hell kinda school is this?" Dean rolled his eyes and settled back into his seat. Rachel was the first to sing.

See the people walking down the street.

See the people walking down the street
Fall in line just watching all their feet
They don't know where they wanna go
But they're walking in time

Soon the rest of the people had joined. The jumped on tables and danced, Rachel caught my eye and smiled, moving toward where I was seated. She stopped in front of me.

"Gotta promote glee club somehow." She laughed.

They got the beat
They got the beat
Yeah
They got the beat

A pretty cheerleader with black started to sing.

"No way. That's one of the chicks." Dean told me, sitting up straighter. The girl looked around the cafeteria and locked down on Dean and winked.

See the kids just getting out of school
They can't wait to hang out and be cool
Hang around 'til quarter after twelve
That's when they fall in line

The others joined in.

Kids got the beat
They got the beat
They got the beat
Yeah
Kids got the beat

The blonde cheerleader I could've sworn as the girl who had helped Rachel out started to stand out from everyone else from there dancing and sang a part too.

"That's the other chick!" Dean said.

Go-Go music really makes us dance
Do the Pony puts us in a trance
Do the Watusi just give us a chance
That's when we fall in line

We got the beat
We got the beat
We got the beat
Yeah
We got the beat

The black-haired cheerleader jumped up and down on a table which looked close buckling under the pressure. People at the table gave her filthy looks.

Everybody get on your feet

The blonde strutted down a table.

We know you can dance to the beat

Rachel spun in a circle and sang the last few lines.

Jumping' - get down
Round and round and round

Woo, we got the beat.

We got the beat.

The group finished in front of the band area, grinning.

"Do we clap?" I asked.

"No one else is. I think no." A short girl in a cheerleader's outfit came forward and threw something onto the raven-haired girl. There was some murmurs before spaghetti was flung across the room which landed in front of a boy with a Mohawk. He stared at it for a second before looking up and saying.

"God no." I raised my eyebrows. What did he mean? Dean was already standing up.

"We're getting the hell outta here." He said. He dragged me out of the cafeteria just as an all out food fight started. I turned around to see Rachel crying.

Dean POV

"Man, this school is messed up. My Spanish teacher was talking about glee club. Like we have time." I rolled my eyes. "But, there are some hot chicks in there."

"Yeah." Sam said vaguely.

"You're not thinking about that brunette chick again are you?"

"No...Maybe."
"We can't afford a serious relationship. What happens if we have to pick up and go cuz dad's had a run in with the cops."

"Your right. I wish dad wasn't so in our faces about being hunters. Ever since mum died."

"And you became the devil's next new bitch." I added.

"Thanks for reminding me Dean. I needed that."

"No, you're right. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry." He said in a clipped tone.

"So did you find out what's cool here?" I changed the subject.

"Football." He replied. "Football, cheerleaders, hockey players, the 'skanks', nerds, band people, glee club."
"Skanks?"

"Group of girls who rebel. They smoke, graffiti stuff. You know?"

"Glee club. That's the people who were singing before. No wonder people just got food attacked." My cheap mobile ringed. "What's the bet it's dad?" I asked.

"Please, I'm not even going against you on the one."

I answered the phone.

"Dad?"

"Dean. There's another hunter in this area."

"Really?"

"Yep, I didn't see much of her. But I was at this warehouse, there was a clan of Arachne but just before I got there she had taken em all out."

"Her? She?"

"Yep, she's a high-schooler by the looks of it. Pink hair. Find her."

"Why?"

"Talk to her. Tell her the dangers, she shouldn't be hunting alone. Not at her age."

"Can't you get Cas to find her?"

"I'm not calling that damned angel for everything."
"Yep. Alright. Me and Sam will find her." I snapped my phone shut.

"There's another hunter. A girl with pink hair. She's a student here. She'd have to be anyway."

"That's new. Well good thing no one here really has pink hair. If this girl goes here, we'll find her straight away."

"I hope."

Rachel POV

"Great. Everyone hates us." I vented, I pulled a piece of spaghetti from my hair as I spoke.

"Please. What is going on between you and the hot newbie." Santana asked.

"Sam? Nothing, he just helped me out when I got into a bit of trouble at the beginning of the day."

"We totally got it on with his brother. Right San?" Brittany said pulling her cheerleader top from her body and looking in her bra. "There's pepperoni in my bra."

"Britt, those are your nipples."

"Oh."

"This is going to be a horrible year." I sighed.

"Yeah what with Quinn gone AWOL, Sam leaving the state and Lauren quiting. We're screwed." Artie threw some raviolli on the floor.

"Guys, you need to stop with negativity. We will make it to National's an we're going to win." Mr Schue told us, cleaning food off the piano.

I nodded. We will. Maybe, I could get Sam to join and Sam would get Dean to join. Heck it didn't even matter if they could sing. Mike couldn't sing.

"Mr Schue is right you guys. We're going to get to Internationals this year. No matter what the stakes." I said with determination.

OK, what do you guys think? Should I continue? Tell me what you think.