Prologue

The gavel is pounded on a wooden sound block to signal the opening of the God Squad.

"I officially call the God Squad to order. Thank you guys for coming."

Mercedes Jones, the leader of the God Squad, opened up with the greeting. She sat gratified and alert in her seat in one of the classrooms in William McKinley High School.

At the tables around her were other known members of the God Squad. To her right sat a healthy-looking, greatly fit blonde boy in a red and yellow varsity letterman's jacket.

Across from her sat a pretty blonde girl, who wore all blue and grinned from ear to ear, showing her infamous dimples.

To Mercedes's left sat a boy with blackish-brown hair put in dreadlocks, holding an acoustic guitar in his strong arms.

"Our first order of business is to welcome Quinn Fabray back into the fold." Mercedes faced Quinn's direction, and the boys followed her gaze. "It's nice to see you, Quinn."

Quinn, behaving professionally, directed a nod back to Mercedes. "Thank you. I know it's been a while."

There was no denying the fact that Quinn has been distant from her religious side for the past couple of months. To think she used to be the most popular girl in the whole school. I had it all: a quarterback boyfriend, the leader position on the Cheerios, and almost every homecoming crown I could put my hands on.

Quinn couldn't help but think about the difficult times of her life. To her, it almost felt like yesterday. Leader of the Celibacy club laid on her back on her soft bed, fit for a queen. Every night would feel as if she's flying across the sky, visiting heaven every chance she could.

However, one night at the mile high club made her feel fat, almost falling down from heaven, breaking the ground with only her butt and her back, and plunging even lower to the fiery depths of hell.

This led to many malfunctions in her life. The constant amount of times she has cheated on someone. The needs to regain her popularity. The hair cut, which led to Quinn punking out on New Directions.

Yep, that's the high school life of Quinn Fabray for you.

Praise God that that part of my life is over, Quinn thought in relief. I feel more mature now than I ever was.

Resetting herself and erasing the sins from her past, Quinn explained a little about her religious life.

"When I was at my lowest, I turned to prayer. I don't even know who I was praying to, actually, but it seemed to have left me on the right track."

Mercedes and the blonde boy on her right acknowledged her religious achievements. Mercedes then turned to the blonde. "Yes Sam?"

Sam Evans, current football player who crushes on Mercedes, looked across from him. The other boy hadn't said a word since he's been in the room. "Can I ask a question? What's with Tarantula Head over here?"

Sam Evans, what can I do with you? Mercedes thought in the back of her mind.

Trying not to focus on Sam's ignorance, she directed Sam and Quinn's attention towards the boy with the dreadlocks. He seemed pretty eager to be a part of the God Squad and come in counter with some students he can call his friends.

"This is our new member, Joseph Hart. You can call him Joe. He just transferred here to McKinley."

Sam observed him closely as Joe talked a little about himself, still gripping on his guitar.

"I guess I'm a sophomore," he began.

Really, dude? Sam looked confused. Has anyone taught you the age level for each grade?

At the last minute, Joe adds "I've been homeschooled my whole life." Makes sense, Sam nodded. "But this past year, I realized that my best friend was my mom. So decided to get out and experience the world."

Quinn directly looked at him. Something ran through her. Something…almost chilling.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Joe's face. At every chance he got, she shot charming grins. Quinn glanced down at Joe's revealing left side of his lustrous chest under his dark green shirt. A Bible quote was transcribed on it.

For the first time she took a look at someone, she had this feeling to whisper in a guy's ear, "You just look…oh, my gosh. You're hot."

Sam looked at the Bible quote tattoo as well. "What's with the tats?"

Joe looked down at his chest. His left side wasn't covered up as much, but still shifted it so the three God Squad members could visually see the whole excerpt.

"Bible quotes," Joe replied. He pointed to his hair. "And each one of my dreads is named after a book in the Bible."

Quinn found it to be unbelievable. It was hard to believe that Joe's head contained 66 dreads running down his back. "You've got to be kidding me."

Joe gripped on to his guitar again. "I play guitar, too, but I only know Christian stuff. My dad only listens to talk radio, and we don't have a TV."

Mercedes nodded. Sam gave Joe a "weirded-out" facial expression. Wow, you really have a lot to experience then for someone who hasn't heard of cable TV.

The dreadlocked boy looked down at his feet. He only wore brown sandals to school. "Do you guys mind if I take off my shoes? I'm so used to going to school barefoot."

Quinn chuckled. "It's like a teen Jesus."

Sam sighed, taking the willing to accept the new kid. "Just glad there's another dude around here," he finally spoke up after moments of observing. Another charming grin spread across Joseph's face.

"Surprised Shane's not a member of the God Squad. Interesting."

Sam indicated Mercedes's conniving boyfriend, Shane Tinsley. He too was also in the football team. However, he was very barbaric towards Sam when he transferred back in sometime in January.

Mercedes nearly gritted her teeth at Sam, hoping to not start another round-table debate about Shane in front of Quinn and Joe.

"Alright, that's enough, Sam." Mercedes responded to him as if she was Sam's mother.

Mercedes stood up out of her chair and stepped toward the white board behind her. Everyone turned in her direction. Mercedes checked off a box on the checklist written on the white board.

"So last week, we were talking about opportunities for community service."

Sam rose his hand and stood up before everyone in the room. "Valentine's Day is around the corner," he began, "and since the Glee club turned it down, there's a slot for singing telegrams."

Mercedes, Joe, and Quinn nodded and continued to listen.

"All four of us sing, and Teen Jesus and I play guitar. So I thought we can use the money to adopt a highway and start a shoe drive."

Mercedes was impressed by Sam's train of thought. He basically took care of most of what was on the list of things the God Squad planned to accomplish. Mercedes clapped and said, "Praise!" with leadership-type enthusiasm.

Joe was next to speak up. "It is a religious holiday. Saint Valentines and all that. I would love to show the whole school that it's good to be Christian. You know, we're not all just door-to-door Bible salesmen like my dad."

Sam's eyebrow inched up on his forehead.

Mercedes felt that there was finally something to work with. She interrogated the three members. "All in favor?" Everyone raised their hands in agreement. This made Joe even more excited. "Righteous."

Quinn took yet another glance at him. Like Mercedes, Quinn was astonished by his enthusiasm and participation.

Quinn could only remember being a lot like that in the past. She only wished that she was as pure as she was the beginning of sophomore year and throughout her whole freshman year.

Somewhere along the way, she felt as if she was sucked into a black hole when she made out with Puck. If rejoining the God Squad helped her to regain the feeling of being pure like she used to be, there seemed to be no problem in that.

However, she was in the same group with him. He who catches Quinn's attention. Quinn makes every attempt to control herself since that day.

By control, it means everything. Control her inner feelings. Control her actions. Control her thoughts. There was a lot for her to learn…