Hey everyone! This is my first story so any and all suggestions/comments will be helpful. This is a gender swap story, so if that isn't your thing then you should probably hit the back button now.

DISCLAMER: I do not own Glee or any of its characters.

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Chapter 1 – A New Start

Charlie Fabray was thankful for the warm crisp weather tonight that allowed for this particular outing. The weatherman had been calling for rain all week, but it looked like Mother Nature was on his side. Tonight was his last in Allentown before him and his family moved from his hometown in Tennessee up to Ohio. His Dad had bought into a law firm up in Lima so they were all being forced to move. Charlie wasn't exactly pleased with his Dads decision to have their family move, but there was nothing he could do. He had lived in Allentown all 17 years of his life and he loved it. As the High School Quarterback and one of the starting five for his the basketball team, he had worked wonders for the school's athletic programs. All of his family and friends were here, and now he had to move to a town where he knew no one, it was a new start. As he stood there watching his closest friends clown around the bonfire he felt like he missed them already. He was knocked out of his thoughts when a wild blonde jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Charlie Horse! What are you doin over here? Come be my beer pong partner!" the girl squealed in his ear.

"Damn it, Savannah, why are you climbing on me, girl?" Charlie questioned, gently prying the girl off him.

"Sorry Charlie." Savannah laughed, still clinging to him,"I just want you to come play with us. It's our last night as reigning champs; we need to kick some butt one more time. Come on!" Savannah grabbed his hand and pulled him over to their beer pong table that was located under the barn lights.

If Charlie had to name his two favorite people in the whole world they would definitely be his little sister Ashley and the blonde beside him. Savannah Maddox was Charlie's first cousin on his mother's side. They had been born less than a month apart and had practically been best friends their whole lives. Savannah was the female version of Charlie. Both of them had blonde hair and hazel eyes and Savannah, tall for a young lady, was only about three inches shorter than he was. They shared a lot of common interests which is why they were together just about all the time. She was the first person he told about the move and when he told her, she cried. He was going to miss his best friend like crazy.

"Ahhhh, that's two cups! And we get the ball back! Drink up, bitches!" Savannah shouted, giving Charlie a high five.

"Okay, Charlie. You ready for this?" Savannah asked pointing at him with her finger.

Charlie smiled, "You already know, Cuz. Ball please, this game is about to be over." He knew Savannah was drunk so she would most likely be crying again at some point tonight, he was just hoping to prolong that as long as he could.

He aimed the ball and then looked over at Savannah and winked, they had this in the bag, and they both knew it. Charlie looked back over at his two friends at the opposite end of the table, "Drink up, boys." He then released the ball and its bounce hit the middle of the table before going straight into the second cup.

"Wooooo!" Savannah hollered before she jumped up into Charlie's arms. He spun her around once and set her down. He tried to step back but she didn't let go of him. He noticed that she was crying into his shirt, "I'm sorry, Q, I'm just going to miss you so much. I can't believe you are just leaving me here with all these idiots."

"Hey! Some of us might take offense to that, darlin'." Said the dark headed boy as he walked over to them and rubbed her back a little to try to soothe her.

Savannah pulled her face back far enough so her voice wasn't muffled, "Sorry Logan," she said, apologizing to the brunette boy.

"It's alright, baby. She's right Charlie Horse, we're just all gonna miss you man." Logan said, slapping Charlie on the back in a friendly gesture. "Yep" and "Yeah, man" seemed to be the cumulative response from the rest of their friends that were gathering around them. Iguessthisisgoodbye, Charlie thought to himself.

"Q," Savannah called, causing him to look down at her, "you gotta promise to visit. If you don't me and momma will come up there, ya hear?"

Charlie grinned at the thought, "Oh I know. Your momma has already giving me and mom the third degree about it. We'll visit, promise."

"Well yall, I'm gonna get goin. We gotta get an early start tomorrow. "Charlie explained, causing Savannah to finally step completely away from him. Everyone stepped up to give him a final goodbye and he hugged them all back until he got to Logan.

Charlie nodded his head over to the left and they stepped off to the side to chat privately. "I don't know what we're going to do about a Quarterback now, Charlie. You're kinda leaving us in a bind here, brother." Logan said smiling.

"Yeah, I know. I hate that too. We have good potential for this season. I hate I'm having to miss it. You'll do fine out there though, Johnson. Y'all will find someone else to throw to the ball I'm sure of it. Not as well as I did, but you'll just have to work with what ya get." Charlie said teasing his former team mate.

Charlie looked over at Savannah who was watching them, he smiled at her before saying, "You better take good care of her Logan, or I will hear about it. Don't think I won't come back here just to kick your ass, boy." They both knew he was serious.

"Don't think I don't know it, Charlie. You take care of yourself up there and don't be a stranger."

"I'll try. Good luck to you too, Logan Johnson, and don't forget about what I said." Charlie said, nodding his head toward Savannah. They shook hands and hugged quickly before heading back toward the group.

"You didn't threaten him did you?" Savannah questioned as soon as he made it over to her.

"Of course not, Little Cousin." Charlie told her as he put his arm around her shoulder while she walked him to his truck.

"Of course not, right." Savannah giggled, "I totally don't believe that one, Q."

She was the only one who had ever called him Q, and he was sure going to miss hearing that nickname. Charlie's full name was Quinton Charles Fabray; he was named after their grandfather who had passed away a year ago come September. They were both really close to him and they both missed him dearly.

By the time they had reached his truck she was silently crying again. One look at her face and he was fighting back a similar feeling. "No more tears, girl, good Lord. I'll tell you what, how about you come up to the house in Lima after we get there and get settled? That sounds good? Like a month from now, before school starts here?"

"Yes! I would love that, Charlie, Momma too. You know her and Aunt Judy are going to be missing each other too! That is a wonderful idea!" Savannah shrieked, jumping around in front of him.

"Good, it's settled then. See you in about a month, Shorty." Charlie said, hugging her tight planting a quick kiss on top of her head.

"One month! You got yourself a deal. Love your much, Q!" She waved as he climbed up in to his SUV.

"Love your much, too. I'll talk to you soon." Charlie waved before heading home.

By the time Charlie got home it was near midnight so he tired to be quiet while he headed into the house. He noticed that the kitchen light was still on so he shucked his boots by the door and walked over to hit the light switch and that's when he noticed his mom was sitting at the table nursing a coffee cup.

"Ma?" Charlie said quietly, trying not to startle her.

Judy Fabray looked up at her oldest child and smiled, "Hey baby, you have fun tonight?"

"Yes ma'am. It was hard to say goodbye, but I'll see them again soon. What are you doing up?" Charlie asked worried.

"Ashley woke me up earlier. I got up to take care of her, and I noticed you weren't home so I decided to wait up for a little while." Judy explained to her son.

"What's wrong with, Ash?" He questioned immediately.

"She's fine honey, she just had another nightmare, don't worry." Judy said patting his hand.

As far as Charlie was concerned his little sister Ashley was the strongest person he had ever met. They just celebrated her seventh birthday last month and she almost didn't live to see it. She was in a car accident eight months ago along with 5 other kids from her dance class and one parent. Their van was broadsided by a drunk driver right by where Ashley had been sitting. If she hadn't been airlifted to Memphis when she was she probably wouldn't have survived. She lost a lot of blood, cracked a few ribs, punctured a lung, and both of her legs had been broken. She was in a wheelchair and used crutches up until right after her birthday and she didn't complain at all during her rehabilitation sessions. She was Charlie's inspiration.

"I'm gonna go up and check on her before I lay down. Night, Mom, see you in the morning bright and early." Charlie said before he kissed Judy on the top of her head.

Charlie slowly opened the door to his little sister's room before he walked over to her bed. She looked like she was sleeping so he turned to sneak back out, but a little voice stopped him. "You're a creeper, Charlie."

"Sorry Squirt, I was just trying not to wake you. You alright? Mom said you had a nightmare." Charlie asked as he sat down on the edge of her bed. Ashley just nodded.

"Can I ride with you some tomorrow on the way to the new house? I don't want to be stuck with mom and dad the whole time, they're boring." She asked her big brother.

"I dunno, Ash. I'm going to be pulling the car trailer up with me so I'm not sure if they will let you, but if they say its okay, you are more than welcome to keep me company." Charlie said before standing back up.

"Okay, night Bubba."

"Night, Squirt. Sleep tight."

The Fabrays left Allentown early the next morning after they had packed all stray belongings. It wasn't until the following afternoon that they had finally pulled up into the driveway in Lima. Their new house was really beautiful. The Fabrays had chosen this house because it had a massive four car garage attached to it, the in ground pool may have swayed a couple votes as well. The garage was basically the selling point for Charlie so he didn't complain too much about the move. He now had an indoor place with plenty of lighting to work on his precious Camaro. It was a work in progress for sure, but it had been a project that he and his Dad had been working on together for a couple of years now.

Charlie stood in the shade, took his hat off and wiped his brow with his forearm. He peeled his shirt off and wiped his face with it. He had worked up quite a sweat unpacking. It was a hot day; he figured Ohio would be a little cooler than it was. He threw his shirt over on a pile of boxes and put his straw hat back on his head before walking over to grab his drink.

He noticed a car idling out by the end of their drive way so he walked over toward it.

"Nice car!" He commented to the driver as they rolled down the window. He was surprised to see two girls sitting in such a hot rod.

"Thanks, Cowboy. Your family just move in here?" The girl in the driver seat asked.

"Afternoon ladies, and yes, we just got here a few hours ago. I'm Charlie, pleasure to meet you both." Charlie said, wiping his hand on his jeans before offering it to the blonde in the passenger's seat.

"You're hot." The blonde said without taking the offered hand.

"Umm, right, thanks." He replied offering his hand to the girl behind the wheel.

"Charlie? What are you, like, six? I'm Santana and this is Brittany. You got a nickname you go by or something?" Santana asked

"I do," he nodded, "it's Charlie." He said with a smile.

Santana's face fell a little. "What's your full name? I'm not calling you Charlie, that's fucking stupid."

"Quinton Charles Fabray." He answered.

"Aye dios mio. I'm calling you Q. You okay with that, Hillbilly?" Santana asked testily.

Q.Thatwasactuallykindaperfect."Yep, fine with me." He said as he leaned down on the window so he could see their faces.

"Hey, back your sweaty arms up off the car. Thanks." Santana said with a degusted look on her face.

"Oh, sorry." Charlie said, moving back, "This really is a nice car. What year?"

"'69." Santana answered wagging her eyebrows, "It was a good year."

"Sure was." Charlie concurred, "You do any of the work yourself?"

"Nah, I wish," Santana explained regretfully, "Some of it is custom, but I had someone else do all the labor. I'm not much of a mechanic. I'd love to learn a few things though. You know anything about cars, Huckleberry?"

"A little bit." Charlie grinned, "Well since you showed me yours I guess I can show you mine. Come on, I'll show yall some real American muscle."

Charlie stepped up and opened the Charger's door for Brittany, "I normally wouldn't let anybody see my ride, but since you seem interested in what goes on under the hood I'll let you ladies take a look."

Quinn walked with them down the driveway and stopped at his Tahoe to hit the garage opener.

"Not that this isn't a nice ride, but I thought you said you had some American muscle, Jed Clampett. How do you even get up in that thing, it's huge."

"Just climb on up in there, it's not that high. It's only an eight inch lift, but I do have a stepping stool for you shorter folks." Charlie grinned and Santana just rolled her eyes.

"Come on, B and I do have other things to do today ya know."

"Hold your horses. I had to open the garage door." Charlie said.

"San doesn't even have any horses. She doesn't even have any pets at all, but she does pet Lord Tubbington sometimes after our sweet lady kisses." Brittany told him, finally speaking more than a few words.

Quinn smirked at the Latina who was looking a little flushed.

"Just show us your ride, Mayberry, we gots places to be."

"Step into my office ladies." Charlie said as the garage door finished opening.

He walked over and stepped up on his car hauling trailer and ripped off the car cover revealing his coveted '69 Camaro. He stepped down off the trailer and joined the girls. "Well? What do you think Santana? It's a work in progress but it's-

"Clean as hell, dude, seriously. You building her yourself? Damn,'69 was a good year indeed!" Santana said smiling at the blonde boy.

"Indeed." He said smiling back, "My Dad and I have been working on it for about two years, but he's been real busy lately with his new law firm and getting the move all lined out. He hasn't had much time to work on it with me. If you wanted to get your hands greasy you're welcome to come help. I could use a hand for some of the bigger projects. Just had it painted earlier this year and had the pen stripe work done recently. Just ordered new tires for her, those should be shipped in the next 2 weeks. Interested?"

"Hell yeah, I'd love to learn. Maybe you could help me line out a few things with my baby?" Santana asked, pointing her thumb toward her Dodge, "Maybe like how to change my own oil, things like that."

"I'd love to. All my tools aren't getting here for a few more days. Slow moving company's... But we'll get to work next time you need an oil change, deal?" Charlie offered.

"Deal. Wait, you say your Dad's a lawyer?" the Latina questioned.

"That's right."

"What'd you say your last name was?"

"Fabray. You don't keep up with conversations very well do you?" Charlie asked jokingly.

"I knew the name sounded familiar. Your dad just bought in as a partner in a law firm here, didn't he?"

"Yeah... How'd you know?" Charlie nodded slowly.

"Pierce and Fabray?" Charlie nodded again, "Dude, that's B's dad. Your dads are business partners." She explained, pointing at the two blondes.

"Awesome!" exclaimed the bubbly blonde, "My mom told me that Russell had a son that was my age and that you guys are coming to dinner after you guys get settled. Now I'm excited! San can come over too and you can meet Lord Tubbington!"

"Sounds good to me, Brittany." Charlie said grinning.

"You going to Mckinley?" Santana asked.

"Yep, I'm going to be a Junior." Charlie replied.

"Oh, us too! You play any sports? San and I are Cheerios!" Brittany told him.

"I played football and basketball back home. What's a Cheerio?" Charlie asked, confused.

"Cheerleaders. The Head Cheerleaders to be exact. You're looking at the top dogs at McKinley, so stick close when school starts unless you want a slushie facial. And loose the hat, you look ridiculous." Santana told him.

"I think it's hot, San. I like it." Charlie just smiled in thanks at the other blonde and shook his head.

"Fine, keep the hat. Wear it at your own risk. Just stick close and we'll show you the ropes." Santana conceded, "And I'm having a party at my house this Friday. You need to come. We'll introduce you around. Sound good?

"Okay. Sure. Yeah."

"Cool. We're gonna get outa here. Good to meet you, Fabray." Santana said bumping his fist.

"Bye Charlie!" Brittany said, hugging the boy tightly, "I'm glad your family moved here. Can't wait until you guys come over for dinner."

Charlie patted her back awkwardly, unsure of what to do. "It was nice meeting you two as well. Have a nice evening, ladies."

Later,Hillbilly was the last thing he heard before the girls walked back to Santana's car.

"Well that was interesting." Charlie mumbled to himself as he moved another box to the garage, "Maybe this place won't be so bad after all."