PROLOGUE: YOU MUST HAVE TO READ BEFORE CONTINUING, BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T YOU COULDN'T UNDERSTAND.

So this is a Quam or Quinn and Sam fan fiction, I'll be making this or update this every day of my life, if I have nothing much to do. So, it's Christmas break and I think, I have lots of time to update. This story is rated T because of the language and mature things. If you hate how the character changes, I'm so sorry. I'm not gonna include all of the glee characters but probably most of the glee project characters will be included this story will be half DAMSAY. To be honest I like to put a little Sebastian and Quinn stuff. I'll be having OCs (Own Character) don't worry they'll be introduced.


CHAPTER 1: NEW HOME, NEW SCHOOL

"Lindsay, seriously? Why do I have to transfer? I'm good at L.A and you're letting me join you here in this crappy Lima, Ohio? "

"Quinn, look. Mom and Dad are at New York for our family business and no one's taking care of you, Ella and Marc there" Lindsay took some boxes where their stuffs are, out from the delivery truck.

"I can take care of myself, I'm 19 for crying out loud"

"Can you take care of Marc and Ella then? He's 14 while Ella's 12 and their both a teenager do you know what could've happened to them if they don't have someone to accompany them. They could smoke, do drugs-"

"Yeah, Yeah! I get it! Blah-blah-blah" Quinn was a little bit annoyed for being transferred from a wealthy, beautiful place to a crappy, hell-like place.

"Now that you understand. Help me with these boxes, put them inside our apartment. Room 206 I should say?" Lindsay placed a box on the ground, giving Quinn a look, to help her.

"Urgh, this is my most hated thing to do" Quinn grabbed a box and headed inside the apartment to Room 206.

She went upstairs carrying the big box which was covering her whole face. While she was walking, there was a guy running just on the exact way where she is walking, she didn't even see him nor he can see her too. The guy bumped Quinn causing Quinn to drop the huge box on her leg.

"Aw!" she yelled loudly, she grabbed her foot, making it ease from pain.

"Sorry" the guy ran without even helping her.

"Oh! People in here don't have manners"

The guy ran, Quinn was lucky that he didn't hear what she have said. He looked back at Quinn and ran faster.

Quinn finally got it to room 206; she quickly unlocked the door and threw the box strait on the floor.

"Eww! This is gross, it's all dusty" she waved her hand over her face, trying to shoo the dust away from her nose.

"Okay, we're all set. Welcome to your new home" Lindsay swung her hand to Quinn's shoulder. Quinn released Lindsay's hand away from her shoulder.

"This is gross!"

"That's why, we have to clean this. Marc, why won't you help us out here and stop texting your ex-girlfriend Dina" Lindsay gave a broom and a mask to her siblings.

"It's Dianne!" Marc tried to correct her. They all cleaned their apartment until it's squeaky clean.


"Okay, it's bed time. There's school tomorrow" Lindsay switched off the light and tried to adjust to their new home.

Quinn kept on struggling on how to adjust. She kept on moving time to time because she couldn't help herself to sleep.


6:00 AM

Monday at Lima, Ohio

The alarm clock rang making the siblings wake up.

"Rise and shine!" Lindsay was already prepared she, cooked breakfast.

Quinn rose up from bed and rubbed her eyes. She glanced at their small clock. "6:00 AM! At L.A we wake up at 8:00. What is this place?"

"I woke you up because all of you have to help me out" Lindsay walked out and moved to fry eggs.

"Ella, wake up" Marc yelled.

"Marc, do you have to shout?" Quinn got annoyed.

"Why won't you stop yelling and help me here" Lindsay yelled from the kitchen.

"I'll be using the bathroom first" Ella told them, she went inside the bathroom.

Quinn went to the kitchen and helped Lindsay; she placed the dished on the dining table. Marc, swept the floor.

"How's my outfit?" Lindsay spread her hands out.

"You look like a slut" Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Whatever" Lindsay continued cooking.


"What is this school? Gosh is this a public school? Gross!"

"Stop making comments Quinn. Why don't you look at yourself? you dress like you are a daughter of a farmer" Lindsay, commented on her sister's way of dressing.

"Do you want me to look like you? A slut?" Quinn rolled her eyes.

They all went inside the school. Quinn was so shocked; she saw some of her friends from the church choir.

"Hey Quinn! What are you doing in this crappy place?" Mercedes jumped after seeing her friend after 10 years.

"My sister wants us to transfer 'coz mom and dad are on a business"

"I have to go, stay with your friends" Lindsay tapped Quinn's shoulder.

"That's your sister?" Santana curiously asked.

"Yeah..." Quinn replied, awkwardly.

"She's known to be a total slut...Like us!" Santana yelled.

"Funny! Yes, I know she acts like a slut but I didn't know you too"

Mercedes played a shoulder on Santana. "Ooops! You're too innocent to know" Santana covered her mouth with her hands.

"Oh my gosh! He's hot!" Quinn covered her mouth.

"See Mercedes, she changed too" Santana, grabbed Brittany's hand.

"Who? Sam Evans?" Mercedes gave Quinn a weird look.

Santana, Mercedes and Brittany gave each other a weird look.

"I don't know but, probably"

"Just to let you know, he's off limits. He's popular and has a popular slutty girl friend. More slutty than us or your sister" Brittany warned.

"In 5, 4, 3, 2" Mercedes and Santana did a countdown.

"1! Bingo!" Brittany joined in unison. The three copied Sam's girlfriend's usual dialogue.

"Hey boyfriend, I miss you" The three whispered in unison.

Quinn looked at her crush, Sam and his girlfriend. She noticed her friends copied the exact dialogue his girlfriend said. She giggled but then, sighed after seeing him kissing his girlfriend on the lips.

They all walked out of that place, so that Quinn couldn't see too much PDA from the couple.

"So, what's your first class?" Mercedes, tried to rescue the silence between the four of them.

"Umm. Spanish with Schuester" Quinn glanced at her schedule.

"Amazing, we all have the same classes oh and it's 'Mr. Shuester'" she emphasized the mistake of her friend.

"Whatever" Quinn laughed. They walked to Spanish; there are three chairs in a row. Mercedes, Santana and Quinn got it first.

Brittany was standing near them. "Umm…Quinn, if you wouldn't mind. Can you transfer seat? I wanna sit beside my girlfriend" the Latina asked.

Quinn stood up and transferred, it was just in front of them so nothing much for her to bother. "I'm so sorry, I hope you understand" Santana whispered.

Quinn nodded. She grabbed a book from her Gucci sling bag and read it. She didn't notice there were two people who just sat beside her.

"Good Morning Class" a man went in.

Quinn shut her book close and paid attention. She jumped slightly from her chair, when she saw Sam Evans and his girlfriend sitting beside her. Mercedes so did notice it.

"Oh no, this is not going well" she whispered to Santana. Santana nodded and paid attention.

"Okay class, I'm 1 hour late and that means we only have 15 minutes and class is over" the teacher said. The class howled.

"But- But, I know all of you have Biology next right?" he made sure.

"Yes" the class said in unison.

"Umm, actually I have swimming next" Quinn raised her hand.

"Me too I have swimming next, Mr. Shue" Sam raised his hand too. Quinn blushed for knowing Sam and her has the only the same next schedule.

"Well, does anyone have different next classes besides them?"

The class went silent; the bell rang after 15 minutes. "Okay, settle down people wait, there is a final instruction" the teacher tried to catch their attention back.

The students sat back again. "Okay, both of you go to the swimming pool while the rest stay" he pointed at Quinn and Sam.

Quinn and Sam fixed their things. "Mr. Puckman from biology is absent and he phoned me that you are staying at my class for the next 2 hours"

The class groaned, Sam and Quinn left. Quinn didn't want to walk with Sam because it might be a little awkward.

"Hey! Wait up!" Sam yelled, running towards Quinn while closing his bag. Quinn heard that, she blushed and stopped and looked at him.

He finally got it to Quinn and dropped a thing. Quinn knelt down to try getting it and so as he. They both touched each other's hand. They stared at each other and Quinn was blushing, she felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, so. Brief for swimming huh?" she tried not to be obvious as she stood straight.

"It's swimming shorts" Sam blushed in embarrassment. "So you're Quinn? Lindsay's sister?"

"Yes, I am" Quinn blushed that he knew her name even if they haven't met.

"70's pants for school?"

"Erm? Do you mind?" Quinn thinks he embarrassed her. Lindsay's right, I don't have fashion sense. He likes slutty girls unlike me.

They got it to the pool; they opened the gate and saw lots of kids already there.

"Sorry Coach Runtz, sorry we're late"

"Okay, sit down at the bleachers and pay attention to what I say" the coach blew a whistle.

Sam and Quinn sat together. "Okay, here are your requirements, get your notebook and list them down quickly"

The students hurriedly grabbed their notebook to take down notes.

"Swimsuit, Goggles and Head Cap for girls" "For boys, swimming trunks and goggles"

"We start next week" the bell rang and they students went out for lunch.

"Bye! See you around" Sam walked ahead of Quinn.

I thought he's asking me to sit with them.Quinn was sad to know.

She walked to the cafeteria and saw Mercedes and Santana already sitting. She sat beside them and searched all through the cafeteria for Sam but he still wasn't there.

"Looking for Sam?" Mercedes teased.

"He was so kind and not snobbish like what you said" Quinn told them.

"There he is" Santana pointed at Sam and his friends including his slutty girlfriend went inside the cafeteria doors.

They walked and passed to Quinn's table. "Hey Sam" Quinn waved a hand.

His girlfriend gave her a bad stare and she gave Sam a look. "Who's this ugly old-fashioned girl?" his girlfriend asked.

"I don't know!" he told his girlfriend.

"Don't talk to strangers kiddo, you don't fit in our group nor in their group" Sam said to Quinn while, pointing at Mercedes and Santana.

Quinn had teary eyes.

"You don't look hot like my girlfriend or as hot as your friends" Sam's group walked to their table.

His girlfriend buried her face on Sam's chest.

"Told 'ya! Don't trust him" Mercedes warned.

"You're not old-fashioned actually you look pretty except…the way you dress" Santana commented. Mercedes elbowed her.

"He is so different" Quinn said, confusingly.

"He's a hundred percent not him when Emily's with him" Mercedes said, making her hands move in circles.

"Who's Emily?"

"Emily Vasquez, the total slut" Santana said.

"Oh, she's new. For short, she's Sam's girlfriend" Santana added.

Brittany went at their table, Santana kissed her cheeks and Quinn gave them a stare.

"Yep, what you are thinking is right. We're lesbians" Santana explained.

"What's wrong with Ms. LA?" Brittany asked.

"Sam was being kind to her and told she was not as hot as us or as hot as Emily to be friends with him" Santana explained.

"Awww. You're not what he's telling you. You can be hotly sexy like us" Brittany did a pose.

"Brittany!" Mercedes defended.

"7:00 PM at my house? We'll do you a makeover" Brittany suggested.

"Good idea" Mercedes and Santana yelled in unison.

Quinn nodded.