This is just a test run fic folks! My first Glee anything fic. I just made it easier for myself for incorporating Rent into it. Review if you like it and want me to continue. Cause this is like play dodgeball with cinderblocks.

I do not own RENT or Glee.

As I walked into McKinely High for the First time, I didn't know what to expect.

Honestly! It was so much different from Scarsdale that it wasn't even funny.

Why even move from New York, to a barely there town of Lima, Ohio. Just why?

Already I can tell that I was probably going to be the shortest freshman here, or probably in the entire school, boy and girl.

Students whipped by me constantly making me dizzy I had no Idea of where to freaking go!

Mom was supposed to walk me in, at least for the first day, so I know where the principal's office is, but she had to take care of the moving trucks coming in today, to move our furniture from Scarsdale into our new home.

Now I'm regretting leaving Scarsdale.

I walk blindly until I accidentally bump into a tall lady with a blue jumpsuit on.

"Watch it Short Stack!" She yells at me before walking away.

I feel like shriveling up in a ball. I just want to go back to my little sniveling, stuffy Jewish community, and suffer with Nannette over there.

I look up as someone taps me on my shoulder.

"You're gonna get run over if ya just stand in the middle of the hall way."

A taller boy said, his green eyes piercing mine, with a solid black shirt on and…plaid pants?

"The name's Roger. Now are you gonna tell me your name, or are you just going to quiver in the middle of the hallway?"

I want to get mad at his attitude, but can't since he is the only one who has talked to me, or hasn't made fun of me, well entirely.

"Um, Mark… Mark Cohen?" I say with uncertainty. I'm just nervous, people keep bumping into me, and I just need to find the principal's office.

"You don't know your own name? Seesh." He says with a roll of his arrogant eyes.

"Sorry then." I snapped irritated.

"Woah, kid's got spunk. You'll be fine here. Now what are you doing here Marky?" Roger said still arrogant, however mirth showing in his eyes.

"I'm transferring here. I just need to see the principal."

Roger smiled, but it was more of a creepy smile.

"Sure. I'll take ya."

He grabbed me by the shoulder roughly and led me out of the double doors… that I just came from.

"Um, I'm pretty sure the principal's office would be inside the school." I said uneasily as he led me outside, almost shoving me toward a big group of people.

They don't look nice.

"Hey Davis!" A guy with a jersey on and a mohawk greeted Roger apparently.

"Sup Puck, brought a newbie. Let's give him the McKinely welcome. Sup Finn." Roger smirked and Puck smiled. Another dude just nodded as he watched with a half-smile half-frown on his face.

I realize now that I walked into a trap. A setup. And now me and some other taller preppy kid were about to get jumped or something.

"Wait! This is cashmere!" The taller preppy boy yelled, taking off his jacket and throwing his briefcase at a jock.

"Okay." He said finality as they picked him up…and threw him into the dumpster.

Then all eyes were on me.

"No, no. Please don't." I begged.

"Oh yes, yes." Puck said chuckling at me.

"Wait! Wait!" I yelled as they Roger and Puck picked me up and me, my scarf, and camera went flying into the dumpster.

Welcome to McKinely High