A/N: A new student comes to William McKinley High and stirs up trouble with Glee Club. femslash Quinn/?
Mr. Shue stood in front of the William McKinley High School Glee Club with a new student standing next to him. He waited until the group stopped talking amongst each other and gave him their full attention.
"Alright gang, today we have a new student joining our glee club," Mr. Shue said, gesturing to figure beside him. "I'd like to introduce you to Colby Jackson. Colby comes to us from San Francisco. Do you want to say a few words about yourself, Colby?" Mr Shue asked.
Colby's heart raced as she was put on the spot in front of the group. The normally outgoing girl had been quite shy all day at her new school, which was the complete opposite in ever aspect from the school she had just left. She scanned the Glee Club's faces for a moment, not one of them, apart from maybe the shaggy, blonde haired kid appeared to be gay. That ruled out coming out to the group right away. Colby opted for a simple response, "No."
"Oh, well okay," said Mr. Shue. He turned his attention back to the group. "Now I expect you all to welcome Colby into the group and include her in what we're doing."
Puck spoke up, "Wait, Colby's a girl?" Lauren, who was sitting next to Puck, smacked him in the arm.
Mr. Shue turned beat red embarrassed. Colby just rolled her eyes and smiled. She thought it was hilarious. People always mistook her for a guy, since she had short cropped brown hair and wore mostly guys clothes, baggie jeans, polos, button down shirts, and boxers. Today she was in full butch mode, clad in baggy jeans and a black American Eagle polo. Her hair was styled with gel. Apart from her short stature, at first glance she looked like a guy, and she liked it that way.
"I'm sorry about him," said Mr. Shue, referring to Puck.
"It's okay," said Colby. "It happens all the time."
"Right, well anyway, welcome to glee club," smiled Mr. Shue. "Why don't you have a seat with everyone?"
Colby nodded and sat down in the front row next to the full figured black girl.
"Hey, I'm Mercedes," said the diva. Colby smiled and nodded hello. "Don't worry about Puck," Mercedes said, referring to the tough looking guy with the shaved head. "He's a good guy, just kind of dumb."
"Hey! I heard that," said Puck.
"It's kinda true," said the bigger girl with the glasses sitting next to Puck. "I'm Lauren." Lauren reached out to shake Colby's hand.
"Nice to meet you," said Colby.
Mr. Shue began to explain to the group their new assignment for the week, another partner contest. He said he was going to spilt the group up into pairs, and they were to pick a song relating to puppy love, new love, crushes.
"Mr. Shue must be having a good time with Ms. Holiday," the gorgeous brunette sitting behind her whispered to the tall, clueless looking boy she was sitting next to. He nodded in agreement.
"First, before I start pairing people off, Colby, what part do you sing?"
"Alto," said Colby.
"Good. With the addition of Colby, we have an odd number of students, so one group will have three people in it."
"What's the prize for whoever wins?" asked the might-be-gay, blonde boy sitting in the back.
"Good question Sam. The winners will be able to choose one of the songs we are doing for sectionals. They will also be treated to movie tickets."
The group mumbled in agreement. Some wanted to be able to choose a song for sectionals, while others wanted the movie tickets, since movie prices had nearly doubled at the local movie theater in the past year. Colby could care less for either.
"Another reason I'm choosing partners for you is to get you to interact with other members of the group that you might not normally like to or want to interact with. This group has done some good things this past year to come together, but you're still not quite there when it comes to teamwork. I hope this will help change that a bit. Okay, groups: Finn and Mercedes, Puck and Tina, Lauren and Mike, Quinn and Colby, Brittany and Sam, and lastly, Santana, Artie and Rachel. Alright, get with your partners and get to work, you'll be performing on Friday."
Colby looked around for her partner, Quinn. As the group began to split, Colby noticed an incredibly gorgeous, blonde girl looking at her. Colby got up and approached the girl.
"Are you Quinn?" asked Colby. Quinn nodded. "So, I guess we're partners."
"I guess so," Quinn said.
Colby sat down next to Quinn. "So, got any song ideas?"
"Are you gay?" asked Quinn, ignoring the question Colby just asked.
Colby smirked. "What do you think?"
"I'll take that as a 'yes'."
"Why does it matter?" asked Colby.
"It doesn't. I was just curious."
"Does it make you uncomfortable?" asked Colby.
Quinn laughed. "Please. I've had sleepovers with Santana and Brittany. Girl-on-girl doesn't weird me out."
Colby was confused. "Who are Santana and Brittany?" Quinn pointed them out amongst the pairs working around the room. "Damn," Colby said, thinking about the two girls getting it on. "And they're together?"
"Sort of. They're not out, but everyone knows."
"Interesting. Any other gay kids at this school?" Colby asked.
"No, not anymore. There was Kurt, but he transferred. He was being bullied. Which, by the way, you should watch out for."
"Yeah, will do. Thanks," said Colby. Quinn shrugged. Colby and Quinn sat in semi-awkward silence for a while. Colby didn't want to keep checking Quinn out, but she just couldn't help it. The girl was simply beautiful, and Colby had a thing for blondes.
"So, songs?" Colby said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, I'm not that good at picking songs."
"Alright, well…" Colby pulled out her iPod and began scrolling through her playlists. "Puppy love, crushes… How about 'For You I Will' by Teddy Geiger?"
"How do we make that a duet?" asked Quinn.
"Good point. Okay… 'Haven't Met You Yet' by Michael Buble?"
Quinn considered it. "That might work. It's a possibility. What else do you have?"
Colby kept thumbing through her playlists. "Okay, puppy love… what comes to mind when you think of puppy love?"
Quinn thought for a moment. "Like, cute, innocent, first love."
"Right, so what if we did something a little different then? Like an oldies song? I mean, a lot of songs now a days are about breaking up and angst-y stuff like that. Oldies songs are all about beginning love, being cute and innocent and in love. Here, listen to this," Colby said. Quinn took one earbud to listen to Colby's iPod. Colby played "I Want to Hold Your Hand" from the movie Across the Universe.
A smile formed on Quinn's face as she listened to the song. It was pretty perfect, sweet, simple, and Quinn thought it would work pretty well as a duet.
"I like it," Quinn said when the song finished.
"And you're okay with singing this song with a dyke, right? I mean, we can always pick a song to pretend to sing about the same boy."
"No, it's fine. I'll just pretend you're a boy," said Quinn, intrigued that Colby would challenge her like that.
"Works for me," laughed Colby. "I once dated a girl for two weeks before she realized I was a girl."
Quinn was fascinated by Colby's openness about her sexuality. While Kurt had been openly gay, he never really talked about liking boys or anything. And though Santana and Brittany were together, they never talked about other girls.
The other pairs were beginning to wrap things up and leave.
"So, where do you want to work on this? We could stay here or go to my place?" said Colby.
"If we go to your place, promise you won't hit on me?" said Quinn with a smile.
"That's fine. You're probably straight anyway," laughed Colby. She grabbed her backpack and started for the door.
"Probably?" exclaimed Quinn as she followed Colby.
Colby turned to look at Quinn and smirked.
Quinn followed Colby in her car to Colby's house. On the drive, Colby contemplated her day. While William McKinley High School wasn't ideal, Colby thought it would be okay for her last two years in school. The staff seemed nice enough, though she thought she might have given the kooky Guidance Counselor a minor heart attack by her appearance. None of her teachers quite knew what to make of her. She suspected none of them had ever encountered an out butch, lesbian student before. The only teacher who made an effort to get to know Colby was Mr. Shue.
After Spanish class, Mr. Shue asked Colby a few questions to get to know her, like why she moved, what her interests were, if she wanted to get involved in a school club or two. Colby mentioned she loved singing and had been in the choir at her old school. That's when Glee Club was brought up. Mr. Shue was insistent that Colby join, or at least check it out. Colby was a bit hesitant, but Mr. Shue was so enthusiastic, so she thought, what the hell?
No one was home when Colby and Quinn got to the house. Colby's house was nice, if small. Quinn and Colby stood in the living room for an awkward moment. Colby broke the silence and suggested drinks. Soda? Quinn agreed, she would drink whatever. Colby excused herself to go get the drinks.
Quinn looked around the room. She found herself looking at framed pictures scattered around the room. Most of the pictures were of two middle-aged women in different settings, on the beach, at a parade, in Paris, and a few pictures of the two women with Colby. Quinn figured Colby must have two moms.
When Colby came back in the room, Quinn asked about the pictures.
"Oh, those are my aunts. I live with them."
"Where are your parents?" Quinn asked, and then immediately regretted it. What if her parents are dead or in prison, you idiot! Quinn thought to herself.
Colby smiled, "My parents are in Chile right now. My dad is a geologist. He studies earthquakes, so he's down there for two years studying the aftereffects of their earthquake."
"Oh, cool."
"Yeah, and my mom teaches English in a high school down there. I didn't want to go with them, so my aunts offered to take care of me until I graduate."
"Awesome," Quinn said, relieved that her parents were alive and very much well.
"Yeah, so..." Colby said.
"We should probably..." said Quinn.
"Yeah..." said Colby. She went over to the stereo system in the living room and plugged in her iPod. "I'm gonna quick print out the lyrics so we can split them up," said Colby. "Why don't you listen to the song and start thinking about choreography?"
Quinn nodded and Colby excused herself from the room. When Colby left, Quinn put the song on repeat and began thinking about what the two of them would do. Quinn walked around the room and looked at the pictures. She was very facinated by Colby's aunts. The couple looked very happy on the pictures. Seeing this made Quinn kind of uncomfortable. Not the part about two women together, but that they were happy.
Throughout Quinn's life, she had been taught that gay people were going to hell, that they were sinners, less than straight people. And while Quinn didn't necessarily believe any of that, those teachings still affected her. Seeing two women living together, happy and seemingly "normal", caused a bit of psychological cognitive dissonance in her.
When Colby returned to the living room, she found Quinn looking at a picture of her and her aunts.
"My aunts took me camping over the summer in northern Minnesota. That's my aunt Kathi, my dad's sister, on the left of me, and her wife, my aunt Sharon, on the right."
"That's nice. I didn't know we had any lesbians in Lima."
"Of course not, it's not like my aunts walk around with a big neon sign above their heads that says 'lesbian'. They blend in with every other straight person in this city."
"Yeah, I guess so. What do they do?" asked Quinn, curious about this new world she was now in.
"Kathi works at the hospital as a pharmacist, and Sharon is in upper management at the Ford dealership."
"Oh."
"Yeah, pretty normal," said Colby.
"I guess so," agreed Quinn. They were normal. So why was Quinn still uneasy about everything?
"So, we should probably get working on this."
Quinn and Colby sat down to divvy up the parts of the song. When they started to practice singing together, they found that their voices fit perfectly together. Colby was able to harmonize with Quinn effortlessly. After an hour, they had the whole song worked out as far as music went.
"So," Colby said, walking Quinn out to her car. "Want to meet here tomorrow after school and work on the choreography?"
"Yeah, sounds good. 3:30?"
"Works for me. I guess I'll see you at school then," said Colby with a wink. Quinn blushed and nodded. When Quinn had driven off, Colby smirked. One day at a new school and she already had a new crush. The next step was going to be seducing the gorgeous blonde girl, and judging from Colby's track record with "straight" girls, this should be a piece of cake.