Hey, so this is my first time writing. I've read a lot of stories on here and thought I'd try it out. I hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think. I don't own Glee or any of the characters. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

-New Beginnings-

It's a Monday, and I'm making my way to my new locker at my new school. Though I've been coming to this school for the past month and a half I still feel lost. It's different now. During the summer the school was completely empty except for the jocks and marching band kids. Now it's a whole new world in here. As I'm walking through the hall I notice a lot of eyes on me. Another plus of starting at a new school in a small town; everyone knows you're new and thinks it's acceptable to just stare at you.

I finally make it to my locker and open it up when I see something colorful flash in my periphery. I turn my head just in time to see this colorful substance fly right in the face of a boy. A few feet away from the now soaked boy are two big jocks laughing and high fiving each other. While they retreat from their victim I hear one of them say, "Welcome back loser." All I can think is, I hope this doesn't turn out as bad as my other school. When I finally get over the shock of what I just saw and my trip down memory lane I turn back to where the boy was to see if he's OK but he's gone. The only thing left is a puddle of cherry red liquid on the floor.

I turn back to my locker, get the supplies I think I'll need and head off to find my class. As I'm walking I see one of my teammates walking up to a small girl with the same type of cup those other jocks had. I know I have to act quickly so I increase my pace and yell out to him.

"KAROFSKY!" He looks at me confused

"Hey Fabray. What's up?" He asks like everything is normal.

"Not much man, what are you up to?" I arch my eyebrow to tell him I know exactly what he is up to.

"Just welcoming back some of the bottom feeders. You know how it is."

"Not really" I reply stepping between him and the girl and crossing my arms. I can tell he's getting agitated, he's not used to people getting in his way.

"Look Fabray, this is how it works around here, at the start of school all of the people on top go around reminding those on the bottom where there place is. And we keep reminding them through the course of the year. Just so they don't forget. Now if you don't mind I have better things to do, so move."

I don't move, instead I walk closer to him and lower my voice so it's just him that can hear me. "Dave, I know you don't want to do this. I can see it in your eyes. I saw you looking around at your friends to make sure they were watching you. You're only doing this cause they want you to. Because you're scared that if you don't they might figure something out about you." I can see the shock and fear go through his eyes as I say those last few words. There's a lot of emotion I can see running through them. Before He can get too angry I speak up again. "This is what's gonna happen. You're going to give me that." I point to the slushy he's holding (that's what the other boy got hit with). "You're going to go to class, then at lunch you and me are gonna meet up at my locker," I point down the hall to it, "and have a nice chat. Now off you go." I shoo him away. He stares at me for a few seconds then turns and walks away, too shocked to do anything else.

I make sure he's out of sight before I turn around and am faced with the most beautiful girl I have ever met.

I'm not sure how long I've been staring, hopefully not too long. I clear my throat and try and get my brain and mouth to work as one. She hasn't said anything through that whole ordeal. She's just looking at me with those big chocolate brown eyes of hers. "Hi" I squeak out. Damn! Not the first impression I was hoping for. "Um are you ok?" still nothing, just those eyes boring into me, dragging me down. I clear my throat again and try to find my way out of the haze that those eyes put me under. "Here!" I thrust the cup of grape slushy towards her. That seems to bring her back. She blinks a few times looks down at the cup then back up to me.

"Thanks," she says, and I think I may die from her angelic voice. Then she smiles and I know I'm gonna die. Her smile reaches her eyes and I'm blown away.

"Um, yeah… No problem." I look away from her and finally my brain catches up to me. "Just be careful with that." She looks at the cup then back at me confused. "There's a lot of power in that cup. Can I trust you with it?" I smirk at her so she knows I'm joking with her. She chuckles and looks down. I think she might have blushed. My stomach flips at the thought.

"Don't worry, you can trust me" She smiles up at me. "I'm Rachel, Rachel Barbra Berry. You're the new girl in town."

"Yea, Quinn, Fabray. It's nice to meet you." I hold out me hand and when she takes it my body starts tingling. "Well Rachel Barbra Berry can I walk you to class?" I ask nervously. I still have to find my class but I feel like I should bring her to her class first. For protection of course! Not because I want to spend as much time as I can with her. Nope. Not at all.

"That would be great!" That smile is back and I melt. "But I should be the one bringing you to your class. You're the one that is new after all. I would be a terrible person if I let you take me to my class and just let you wander away without a clue where to go only to get lost and then late to your very first day! That would not be expectable at all." Through all this my mouth just hangs open. This girl could not get more adorable.

She sees my face and stops putting her head down, "Sorry, I tend to talk a lot." I chuckle and she looks up at me and sees that I'm not put off by her longwinded rambling.

"It's all good, I don't mind at all. I don't speak much at all so it works out just fine." I smile at her and she smiles back. I can literally see her muscles relax and she lets out a big breath she was holding. "Besides, it reminds me of a show me n my sister used to watch.."

"What?"

I take a second to think if I should tell her. Not only will think I'm a huge loser but she might take it the wrong way. I finally decide that I can't keep anything from her when she's looking at me with those eyes. "Speed Racer." She doesn't say anything, just stares at me. "You've never seen it huh?" She shakes her head. "Gotcha, no worries." The warning bell goes off and we realize that we got off track and should really be getting to class.

"So what class do you have now?" She asks

I look down at my sheet, "Spanish IV with Mr. Shue…."

"Schueste!" She finishes excitedly. "Same as me!"

I smile and internally dance inside. "Well I guess I'll get to walk you to class after all."

"I guess so." I gesture for her to lead the way. While we make our way to class she talks about where things are in the school while sipping on her grape drink happily. When we walk into the room we're still pretty early most of the students aren't here yet or the teacher. Rachel tells me that this teacher is notorious for being late. We pick seats right next to each other and she takes my schedule to see what else we have together. As it turns out, we have a lot of classes together. They're all of my advanced classes, four in total.

When the bell rings a man with… I don't know what on his too gelled head. He claps his hands and addresses the class.

"Hola Clase Welcome back! As some of you might know we have a new student," Everyone stares at me. "Why don't you stand up and introduce yourself."

"In English or Spanish?" I ask

He laughs, "In English, I don't expect you to do that in Spanish."

I look at him puzzled for a second. Aren't we in Advanced Spanish? Whatever, easier for me. "Hi, I'm Quinn Fabray. I grew up in a small town in Illinois and lived in California for a while before my Dad got a job here so here I am." I sit down and let out a breath. I know my cheeks are bright red. I've never liked to be the center of attention.

"Welcome Quinn, I know its tuff to be in a new place so if you need anything you let me know." He smiles at me and then claps his hands together and starts going over the syllabus. He seems like a nice enough guy. The bell rings right when he finishes going over what is expected of us. Rachel and I stand up together and head off to another one of our shared classes together, English.

The morning goes by incredibly slow with each teacher making me introduce myself and then going over the syllabus. I feel bad by the third time because I'm repeating myself. Most of the kids are the same in my other classes. I'm happy once lunch rolls around for a break in the monotony. I head to the cafeteria to get some things I need and then head to my locker to meet Karofsky. Rachel did invite me to eat with her and her friends if I wanted but I told her I had prior engagements.

"Hey, sorry to keep you waiting." I say to the lumbering jock as I reach my locker. It looks like he's a nervous wreck and I have a hunch why. "Where a place we can talk in private?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything just turns and walks off with me following behind. We don't talk till we're all the way to the football bleachers and sitting down. After he thoroughly checked that there was no one else around.

"So what's up?" he asks crossing his arms together trying to look indifferent.

"I know what it's like." He looks at me confused and I continue. "To have to hide, and be so scared every second that someone might find out about you. About what you're hiding. But you're going about this wrong. You don't have to be overly mean, go out of your way and push people around to try and prove to people that you're something your not." I take a minute for my words to sink in. "I know you don't want to hurt people. You hate it. I can see it and I've just started here. It's dragging you down and if you're not careful you'll drown or someone you're trying to bring down to your level will finally have enough and come after you or try and end their pain." You don't want that on you Dave." He stands up and looks at me with fury in his eyes.

"YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST COME IN HERE AND JUST LIKE THAT YOU KNOW ME? WELL GUESS WHAT! YOU DON'T!" He's shaking either from anger or fear. I wait a minute for him to calm down after his rant and take his hand.

"I'd like to." That's all I said and I see him deflate.

"Why?" He asks in a soft voice.

"Because, I like making new friends. And you seem like the perfect friend." He laughs at that. "Besides, people like us gotta stick together." I look at him and see that he knows what I'm talking about. Fear is back in his eyes. "Don't freak out. I don't think anyone else has figured it out and I have excellent gaydar. I won't tell anyone Dave. Ever. Even if you don't want to be friends with me. I won't." I smile encouragingly at him.

After a few minutes of contemplation he finally speaks. "So you're gay huh? I wouldn't have ever guessed. Haha." I arch my eyebrow and give and a "really?" look

"I'm on the football team, how can you not?" At that we both start laughing. I turn to my bag and fish out our lunches. "Okay, so I had to guess what you might like so if it's not right too bad. I decided PB&J would be a smart bet so I got two of those, BBQ and plain chips, cause I'd eat either, and chocolate milk cause I couldn't take the chance of getting a plain and a chocolate and you wanting the chocolate. Sorry, plain milk is just nasty." He laughs but agrees and we start eating. He couldn't decided what kind of chips he wanted so we just split both. We sat in a comfortable silence for the rest of lunch and when the bell rang we went our separate ways with plans to get together later on.

The rest of the day went on just as the morning had. I introduced myself and then the teachers would talk about everything that we were going to do in the year. I only had one class with Rachel in the afternoon so I was forced to branch out and meet new people in the other two. Finally when the last bell rang for the day I followed the mass of student down the halls to my locker. On my way I saw Rachel at hers.

"Hi Rach." I said while I passed. She smiles and waves at me.

When I got to my locker I shoved my stuff in there, as I didn't receive any homework that night, and headed off to the locker room to change for practice. My parents weren't too thrilled with the idea of me being on the football team when I first brought it up but they finally caved. I hadn't even thought about joining until the football coach spotted me playing soccer one day and approached me. She said that I was really fast and would be a great addition to the team. I was skeptical at first but I had always liked to play when my family would get together on holidays. It would be me and all my male cousins out in our grandparents yard getting our nice clothes all dirty. Coach Beast was the one to finally convince my parents and come summer football camp I was on the field with the rest of the team. It took a while for the team to warm up to me and some still haven't but I think we're getting there. Practice was rough. Our first game is next week and we still have a lot to work on. Specifically in the QB department. It's the tall kid that has a great arm but can't run for the life of him. I think his name is Flynn? He's a nice guy but he's slow and too lazy to do anything about it. There's this new kid on the team, Evans, who seems like he could be really good but Flynn's was captain last year and I think coach doesn't want to "rock the boat."

After practice I rinse off and quickly head out to my car to get to soccer practice on time. Yea, I know I'm crazy for doing two sports at once. But I like to stay busy, and none of the practice or game schedules clashed so it works. Plus I was lucky enough to be added to McKinley's' girls soccer team while they're in the off-season. Even if there was a clash Coach Beast would have to deal cause soccer's my main sport, footballs just something fun for me to try.

Once I'm finally done sweating I head for home. When I get there I jump in the shower to get rid of all the grime then go downstairs to talk to my mom and eat dinner. Right when I'm done setting the table my dad comes home and we all site down together to eat. I fill my parents in about my day especially the part where I meet Rachel and talk to Dave. My parents and I are really close. I tell them everything. So when I meet someone like Rachel I know I have to tell them about it.

The night ends with my dad going to bed early to be fresh for another early workday and my mom and I watching some discovery channel. When I finally crawl into my bed immediately fall asleep to thoughts of seeing Rachel again tomorrow at school.