Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. I also do not own any of CP Coulter's characters...they belong to her.

Author's Note: This contains some of my own OC's. Also my friend wouldn't stop bugging me until she was one of the characters...well I hope you enjoy my story!

Chapter 1

Emily Wright walked through the gates of Dalton Academy and headed towards Windsor House, the dorm she would be living in. When she got close she noticed two blonde boys standing right outside the doors to the dorm.

"Hey, you the Brightman twins?" she asked as she got closer.

"Yeah," the one on the right answered with a Cheshire cat grin that Emily had seen many times before.

"You must be the new kid," the other one said with the same grin as his brother. "What's your name again?"

"Emmett Wright." Emily held her hand out to the two and shook their hands. "So, you gonna show me around or are we gonna stay out here all day?"

Emily had been inside Windsor many times before to see her friends that live there, but she had looked like an actual girl when she did. Now her dirty blond hair was cut short and she looked like her brother, Logan, just with dirty blond hair and glasses instead of bleach blond hair and no glasses. She was wearing an old red and orange plaid shirt (it was from the men's section so it didn't show she had boobs), a camouflage hat, medium blue bootcut blue jeans, and her old black Converse.

"Here's the common room," Evan, the one on the right, said as they walked through a pair of double oak doors and into a large room that had a staircase that led to the other four floors of the dorm.

"I know, I've been here before Ev," Emily said, winking at him and giving him her signature smile that matched the twins' perfectly.

"Emi-"

Emily quickly placed her hand over Evan's mouth to shut him up. "Shush! You guys can not tell anyone I'm here. Especially Lo, he'll freak if he finds out I'm here," she hissed, taking her hand off Evan's mouth slowly.

"But why are you here?" Ethan asked as he sat down on one of the couches. "And why'd you cut your hair?"

"Listen," Emily started, sitting down next to him, "my dad needed someone to take care of Lo and make sure he takes his meds. I volunteered to do this okay. This is how much I care about him. I'd do anything for him really. Also I have to make sure you two don't maim anyone." This made the three laugh, making a few people look up from where they were talking to see what was so funny. "Well, I better get up to my room, I wanna see who my roommate is before you two start annoying the crap out of me." And with that Emily headed up the stairs to find her dorm room.

Blaine sat on his bed pouting and thinking, Why do I have to have a roommate? They usually don't last long because of all the confusion with everyone wanting to be in my room for some reason or another. Then there was a knock on his door and a tallish dirty blond boy walked into the room. He had bright green eyes that were hidden behind a pair of black rimmed glasses and was wearing an outfit that would make Kurt, his boyfriend, have a heart attack upon seeing it.

"You must be Emmett," Blaine said as he got up and walked over to the boy, extending out his hand to him.

"Yeah, and you must be Blaine Anderson. I've heard a lot about you from my brother," The boy said, shaking his hand.

"Really? Who's your brother?"

"You can't tell by my eyes?"

Blaine took a closer look at the boys eyes and noticed that they looked a lot like Logan Wright's and someone else's that he couldn't remember. Then his eyes suddenly widened and he backed up a little bit.

"Yes, Logan is my brother." The boy laughed and it sounded familiar but he didn't know from where.

"I feel like I know you from somewhere. Did you use to go to Stanton High School?" Blaine asked as he watched the boy take some stuff out of his bag.

"Yeah, at the beginning of my freshman year, why?" Emmett said as he taped up some photos to the wall next to his bed. They were of a girl that looked very familiar to Blaine. Some had the twins and Logan in them with the girl, three were of just the Logan, two were of just the girl, five were of the girl, Shane (Blaine's younger brother), and Blaine, one was of the girl and Kurt, one was of six people (Micha, Erin, Jude, Blaine, Shane, and the girl), and four were of the girl, Logan, Derek Seigerson, and Julian Larson.

"Non of the pictures have you in them," Blaine pointed out. "All but three of them have a very familiar girl in them."

Emmett sighed and turned around, one picture in his hands. "Can I show you something? It's nothing bad, just this last picture."

"Sure."

Emmett showed Blaine the photo in his hands. It was a photo of the same girl in all the other ones, but this one seemed newer, she was with Logan and was hanging upside down out of a truck while Logan was sitting at the wheel, her laying across his lap. Her hair was cut short and she was wearing dark rimmed glasses, smiling at the camera. Logan was also smiling at her, he looked amused at what was going on. Finally, something clicked in Blaine's head and his jaw dropped.

"Wait, so you're actually a girl?" Blaine asked, a little confused.

"Yes, I'm a girl, but no one's suppose to know. Remember me know?"

Blaine thought a little then said softly, "Em?"

Emily Wright, an old friend of his, was standing right infront of him dressed like a guy. She nodded her head and hugged him tightly, tears slowly starting to stream down her face slowly. "I've wanted to see you so much but I just couldn't go back there after that happened to Jude, I couldn't. It was too much for me, I had to get out of there or I would have cracked. I tried my best, I really did Blaine. I am so sorry." Emily kept apologising over and over again till her apologies turned into muffled sobs.

"Shush, It's okay Em, It is not your fault any of that happened. It's okay, I promise you. Now, stop your crying and lets get you settled in."

Emily sniffled and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Then she said, "The rest of my stuff is in my truck."

It didn't take Blaine and Emily that long to finish putting up her stuff, so when they were done Emily got ready for bed (it was like 8:35) and laid on her bed with her laptop and started typing one of her many stories that she had on there. She also put her headphones in so she could listen to her music while typing. Around midnight someone quietly came into hers and Blaine's room. She sighed and said (while still typing), "You guys do know I stay up very late into the night working on my stories right?"

The twins, who had been the ones who came into the room, looked over at Blaine's still sleeping body then at Emily, who was now glaring at them through her glasses.

"Sorry Em, but its our tradition to have your welcome party now," Evan said happily. He was wearing white pajamas that matched his brother's.

"Yeah," Ethan said just happy. He had gone over to Blaine's bed to get him up and had just now succeeded. "Come on, let's go."

"Just so y'all know, I ain't puttin' no blindfold on just to go outside to where there's a campfire burnin'." Emily saved what she had done so far, put her laptop on her bedside table, and got up to join the twins and Blaine. They walked out of Windsor and into the cool October night. They walked a little ways to where there was a small campfire surrounded by pajama clad boys. Emily just rolled her eyes and sat down next to the twins, taking the Dr. Pepper that was offered to her.

"So you're the new guy?" a tall boy with brown hair and was wearing gray sweatpants and a white tank-top asked.

Emily took a sip then shrugged, "You can say that. I mean, yeah I'm the new Windsor, but I'm not a guy. Listen you guys, this maybe hard to believe but I'm a girl. Wright's little sister actually, I'm suppose to watch after him but like hell I'm gonna do that. I have to make sure these two don't do anythin' stupid." She nodded to the twins who instantly put on identical innocent smiles.

Silence.

"Now I don't want no special treatment just because I'm a girl. I bet you I can kick most of y'all's ass' if I wanted to. Just ask the twin's what I did to a junior for picking on Lo 'cause he's gay. Note, I was in seventh grade then." She turned to the twins. "Wasn't he in the hospital for like a month 'cause of that fight?"

Both the twins nodded and smirked at the memory of the fight. All the guys looked at her in amazement, terror, and impressment. She just smirked and took another sip of her Dr. Pepper.

The party had gone on 'till about 2:30 in the morning, which is the usual time Emily went to sleep anyway so it wasn't that different for her. When she woke up at 5:30 the house was quiet and no one else was up so she decided to take a quick shower and head to class early so she didn't have to listen to any of the morning chatter of Windsor.

She got out of her bed, grabbed her uniform and a towel, and hopped in the shower. While she was washing her hair she started singing to a song that was stuck in her head.

She was aware of her insecurities as she took the stage

She was convinced if she got up there that she'd be discovered someday

So she belted it

She hit the high notes fearlessly

Oh she melted them, as she brought them to their feet

Emily was so into the song she didn't notice the bathroom door, which she had forgotten to lock, slowly open and a head full of black curls pop in.

She was a big star at Banana Joe's bar where

She sang karaoke every night

She said if you work hard to get where you are it feels good in the hot spot light

She was a big star

After a couple of weekends the groupies were crawling all over the place

She signed autographs like she was Garth Brooks in a skirt

and in the aftermath, that small time town was hers

Emily kept singing as she began to finish up her shower.

She was a big star at Banana Joe's bar where

She sang karaoke every night

She said if you work hard to get where you are it feels good in the hot spot light

She was a big star

She doesn't care anymore that her high school girlfriends cut her down

They only thought she entertains is where they are and where she is now

Emily hit every note and was almost done with her shower as Blaine slowly came in a little more.

All her old neighbors swear their certain she slept her way to the top

She knows you don't get where you're going unless you got something they ain't got

So she sings tonight to 20,000 plus and the young girls scream out loud

Man that could be us

She's a big star as she eats caviar just before she performs every night

She says if you work hard to get where you are it feels good in the hot spot light

She's a big star

She's a big star

Once Emily finished the song she turned off the water and then noticed she had had an audience. She stuck her head out the curtain and glared at Blaine. "What the hell, Anderson? Get out so I can get dressed. God, don't you know how to knock?" she yelled.

"Sorry, it's just...you're really good. You should try out for the Warblers," Blaine said as he left the bathroom.

Emily just rolled her eyes and got dressed. Then she took her meds, grabbed her bag, and was out the door as Blaine went into the bathroom. She stopped by the kitchen when she noticed one of the Windsor boys was sitting alone at the counter. His back was to her so she couldn't see his face but he had shaggy black hair and was definitely still tired. She walked in and grabbed a coffee cup and started making herself some hot chocolate (she's not a big fan of coffee) then she sat down in front of the boy.

"Hi there stranger, I don't think we've been properly introduced before. I'm Emily Wright," Emily said, holding her hand out to the boy.

The boy hesitantly shook her hand and said, "Dwight Houston."

His eyes were a really light gray-blue color and the only other color on his face was his lips which were red from constant biting. He's actually kinda cute, she thought. "So wanna go to class together? I have to be early so I don't run into my brother in the halls."

Dwight looked up and light gray-blue eyes locked with her green ones. There was a hint of a smile as he said, "Sure, I like being early too. You know, so I can make sure my fellow classmates are safe from all the evil that lurk the grounds of this school."

Emily laughed and got up to put her cup in the sink. Then she picked up her bag and she and Dwight walked out of Windsor talking about their schedules, likes, and methods of protection.