I am no where near a perfect writer. Just a simple chick with a crazy imagination. I attempted to write this at 12 a.m. I suck at grammatical errors, so please excuse all mistakes.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the Characters. Nor any school mentioned.

Mercedes Jones has been chosen to attend an all white school McKinley High. She leaves behind the comfort of her old school and friends. Sam Evans is a charming jock that despises the other race. For what? He does not know. What happens when he meets Mercedes Jones?

She awakes before the alarm clock has the time to go off. Pressing the

button she inhales a deep sigh and slowly releases it. Her doe brown

eyes adjust to the dimness of the room. Today is the day she enters

into McKinley High School. The first black female breaking all codes of

this prestigious all White American Private school. Mercedes Jones is a

warrior in the eye of the friends she leaves behind. No one knows what

to expect because they dare not leave the protection of Jefferson High

School in little old Lima, Ohio. If it was up to Mercedes she too would stay where she is wanted.

"I'm late, oh my goodness I'm really late," she repeats as she rushes into her first period class. Shoes squeaking she comes to a complete halt when the teacher gives her a death glare.

Mercedes adjusts the strap on her back pack and holds her head high.

She apologizes for her late arrival letting the teacher know the

principal could not find her transfer paper's. Whatever as if the bitch

didn't know she would be coming for two weeks now. The principal at her

old school informed Mercedes everything was set for her arrival at

McKinley weeks ago. She quietly ask may she be seated and drags her

things into a empty seat, but not before she hears the teacher mumbles as if your kind knew what on time meant.

Sam Evans is infuriated. The nerve of this woman. Who gives her the right to sit beside me. Granted the teacher did not say where to sit. But did this seat possibly say open invitation to all. She looks at him with her deep brown eyes and Sam's breath becomes shallow. Her eyes shows a constant tinge of

depression and he begins to weaken. She slowly puts away her book and

starts to take notes. Sam looks down at her hand as she grabs a purple

pen. The color of the pen depicted by her dark skin tone is so

appealing. He is awe struck until he thinks, a black girl is sitting by him and a

grimace over comes his face. He loudly moves his chair a little. Ten

seconds go by and he's looking at her again. Sam does not know why but

the smell of cocoa butter depicted from her skin is starting the over whelm him. His hand bumps into her by accident and they both feel a sharp sensation. Mercedes looks up into stunning green eyes. She mouths sorry but for what reason she does not know. She smoothes the curls that have fallen into her eyes and gives him another smile. She can get through this day.

The bell rings indicating the end of first period. Mercedes grabs her back pack and looks at the schedule of the next class. AP History. Hopefully things will start to look up. Sam watches her rise, enhanced by the backside she shows when leaving. He slowly licks his lips. A second bell rings letting Sam know he has five minutes to get to History or Mr. McIntyre will not be too happy. Sam enters into Mr. McIntyre's class and stops immediately.

"You have got to be shitting me." he mumbles to himself.

The nerve of this girl. Sitting at his table again. Without any more words Sam stomps to his seat and slams down the books on the table. Mercedes looks up and smiles with her eye brow arched.

She ask, "Is there a problem?"

"Yes, it's called find another seat." He looks at her up and down, " Better yet another school, because you are not wanted here!"

Mercedes sucks her teeth and rolls her eyes. She does not have time for this. Without intention she snaps off at Sam.

"You know what? I really wish I could find a better school, because obviously ignorance only belongs to individuals that do not know anything about respect."

"Tell me, what makes your school so much better than me and my skin color?"

"Is it the high marks you guys make on test?"

"Or maybe the money you are able to spend on ridiculous things."

"Because trust me honey. Not once have I said anything disrespectful to you or anyone. The only thing I have done was smile at your ignorant ass anytime you have been blessed with my presence."

"Mercedes Jones does not need this." She says picking up her books. She leaves the room for the comfort of a bathroom.

Sam's mouth has not closed since she left the room. He does not know what to say. Somehow he is driven to follow her and demand respect. But when he see's her he stops and grabs her face. Mercedes mouth is ready to fire off more bombs until she is stopped by the feeling of his marvelous lips against hers. He slowly kisses her pushes her back into the comfort of the women's bathroom. She grabs his shirt not wanting to make him stop, but pulls away instantly. Before she knows it, her hand has contacted his face and she walks away. Sam grabs his cheek and watches the girl he has fallen for. He feels the tingling of his lips and slowly licks off her cherry lip gloss. Oh yes this is going to be a interesting semester.

This is my attempt to write. I have no idea why I chose this as the subject. Review and let me know what you think.