A/N: This is sort of something that's been on my mine. I'm hoping it works out well but I don't promise anything as far as consistancy, sorry. I appreciate all of my readers and especially those who review. Criticism is always welcome, it makes for a better story for you guys. Thanks.

Warnings: I don't own Glee or any of the characters or any of the songs I may use. This will include lesbian sex, maybe some hetero but it's not likely. Possibly Finn bashing.

Lima Ohio was hardly the place I'd expect anybody to knowingly move to. The small town was about as small as they came before it was just classified as a campground, and nothing ever changed. The people stayed the same, the streets stayed the same, and I had my suspicions that every teacher at McKinley High-school had been there since the great depression. But, you get my point. It's the same, the closest we get to change is someone leaving, and even then, those folks were rare. In as long as I'd lived in town, my whole life, nobody had ever moved here, So when word spread through my small talkative town that someone was moving in it piqued my interest. Of course, I wouldn't admit that.

It started on Sunday. Brittany drug me from my house to the neighborhood park. The snow was thick but hardly slowed the blonde before me down. Her parka hood flapped behind her and she reached the area where a few months earlier we would have found dead grass and fallen leaves. Without a second thought I knew where we were going. And as if on cue, the small pond appeared before us.

"It's a shame the ducks don't like the snow huh, San?" she asked me a bit drearily.

"Yeah," I moved to a small bench and brushed enough snow away for the two of us to sit.

The blonde scooted into my side as my usual scowl softened in her presence, "Did you hear about the new girl?"

Even with the large jacket she felt cold but I'd long ago grown out of the urge to pull away, "Nope."

"Her and her dads just moved in. A lot of people have been really grumpy about it." She didn't take her eyes off the lake, as if she expected a duck to glide across any moment.

"Dads? I'm not shocked. They couldn't have picked a worse town to move town, Bigotville, Ohio, I mean." This town wasn't welcome to the idea of a widow remarrying, I doubted they'd treat two men much better.

"San, I think that's her," she bothered with the thought but she knew everyone in town as well as I did.

I allowed my focus to shift in the direction Brittney was looking and caught site of a girl on the opposite side of the pond. Her jacket was no thinker then my small hoodie but she had a scarf. I could see a small shiver from here and she looked up, catching my and Britt. Her cheeks turned a subtle red as she lifted a hand to waved. Brittney grinned broadly and jumped up, pulling me along with a groan, and I don't know why, but for the moment I didn't want to meet the girl. She was a complete and total stranger, and I, like the rest of my town, was not a fan of strange.

"Britt I promised my mom I'd be home to help with dinner," She looked a bit disappointed.

"Alright, San, I'll tell the new girl who you are." Her disappointment disappeared and was replaced by a grin as she turned to continue towards the girl.

"'Tana?" my mother called as I entered the house, pulling my red hoodie off to reveal a black t-shirt.

"Si mami," I answered and walked into the kitchen to see her.

She was at the oven with the door open a bit but closed it when she turned to see me, "Have you heard about that new family?"

I didn't know what the big deal was, "Yeah, Brittney met the new girl at the park."

"She did? And?" she seemed so intrigued, like I'd just admitted having the cure for cancer.

"She seemed normal, didn't catch on with the weather," she seemed disappointed that I didn't have more information.

"You'll see her at school tomorrow right?" she prodded.

"I guess, I don't know. I have," I paused, uncomfortable, "I have to work tonight."

She understood, Papi made sure she did, after dinner I would have to leave.

"Fine, but have Brittney get your schoolwork." I could see the worry in her eyes but the curiosity about the new girl was still there.

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"So, you seen her yet?"

"Who?"

"The new girl."

I hadn't expected it but I should have. Noah Puckerman knew every girl in town, the ones that would tell him yes, the ones that would tell him no, and the one's that still put up with him. New meat was an exciting prospect for him. If anybody had reason to ask about the girl and her family it should have been Puck, but it didn't make it any less annoying.

"She's not your type," I mumbled as I pulled my head off of the window to look at him.

"What do you mean she's not my type, you don't even know my type," he sounded so cocky, I wished it were an act sometimes.

"Girl, Puck. Respectable girl is not your type, and hopefully she isn't." I pressed my head back to the window, the trees passed by outside quickly.

He grunted something about dating plenty of respectable girls, but I didn't bother to remind him that sleeping with isn't dating.

"Anyway, winter breaks coming up, how's that Ohio wide tour going?" I changed the subject.

He shrugged, his hands still on the wheel, "It's going, I've got a couple bars booked out of the county, everyone within the county knows my mom."

I laughed, "No shocker there."

"Laugh all you want Lopez, but by the time I get out of high-school I'll have a contract and a ticket out of Ohio."

"Sure you will Puck," I relaxed into the seat until we got to the spot.

The cliff was a ways out of town, obviously it was a popular place. Far enough out of town that parents didn't bother coming, but they still knew about it from their own youths. On many occasions I'd wondered why they didn't close the safety hazard down, but most just called her a buzz-kill.

"You know, one day Lopez, you and I will come to Make Out Point for more than just work," Puck promised this each time we came here.

"You mean that's all this is to you Puck, work?" I let a smirk slip across my face.

"Of course not, but it's not how I like spending my time in this wonderful place," he stepped out of the truck and pulled off his shirt. It was time for work.

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"Lopez, up."

"Screw you Puck." I groaned and slid my arms over my head.

"Gladly, but I'd rather you be conscious for it." I lifted my hand to flip the boy off, but soon I felt the bed of the truck dip and heard the thud of Puck's boots in the back. I didn't have time to question what he was doing when he lifted me up onto his shoulder.

"What the fuck are you doing," I growled lowly into the back of his shoulder.

I felt him laugh below me and he hopped down from the truck, I recognized the pathway below us, "Taking you inside, we're done for the week so you needa rest, and I need to get to school." I felt the shift in his weight as he reached for the key on top of the door and opened it.

In the kitchen my mother sighed and my father groaned audibly as Puck carried me in.

"Hello Noah," my father mumbled past his coffee, "I see you've been working with Santana again."

"Of course, sir, who better to back her up than me?"

"Good morning Noah, are you going to be staying or-" she let her question trail off. Noah had spent plenty of days resting in our house, much to my fathers dismay, but he'd change his mind just as easily.

"No ma'am, I'm going to school for the day, football practice," he offered a smile and as I cleared my throat he uttered an "oh," before putting me down.
"Well then, you better get going," my father suggested, to which my mother tapped his shoulder.

She took a napkin and placed two bagels on it, "Here, Noah, you must be hungry, take these on your way." She patted the large boys shoulder and he grinned thanking her.

He turned to me and gave a lazy salute, "I'll see you around Lopez," before leaving.

My mother wanted to ask how the night went but I just excused myself to my room, I heard Papi's utterings of how my actions were normal. He recounted his nights out on duty, and mornings of solitary rest, and that lead to his disapproval of Puck. I laughed slightly at that and fell to my bed, not bothering to change from the same clothes I'd worn yesterday.

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A sharp buzzing woke me up and I looked around to locate the sound. It was obnoxious, continuing until the bright glow of my phone alerted me to my target. I was about to toss the phone when I saw the name Brittney flash across it. I unlocked the phone and opened the message.

Brittney: Got your work

I followed up with

Thanks, how was your day?

Brittney: Fun, I saw the new girl.

I groaned loudly at that.

How was that?

Brittney: She sings, but Quinn doesn't like her, but the boys do.

I didn't think about how Quin would feel about all of this. She was Lima to the core, so of course she wouldn't be happy. Lima didn't like change so neither would she.

Quinn doesn't like new things, but the boys do. Does she sing well?

Brittney: Really well. She joined glee, I thought that club was dead, but I might join too.

That's cool Britt.

Brittney: Will you come with me, San?

I'd never put much thought to it, I sang in the shower but who didn't? My time was either spent at home or trying to stay busy so a club could help. And I doubted it could be too bad.

Sure

Brittney: I think you should meet her San, she's really nice.

Alright Britt, you can introduce me tomorrow.

I still didn't want to meet the girl, but if Britt thought I should then I would. It wouldn't kill me to be nice. I glanced at the last goodnight message from Britt and smiled at the small face I knew she was mimicking back in her own room on the other side of the neighborhood. Tomorrow I'd meet the girl I'd backed out of meeting the day before. I wondered how she'd reacted to Puck and the other meat heads at the school.