Story: Similar

Chapter: 1

A/N: So I've lost my passion for my other story at the minute, so I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing by having another story only this one isn't a Quintana but it is Charlie/Santana. I was going to use Quinn, but for this story Quinn doesn't really work for the story plot or how my character will be so I decided to go with the fictional character Charlie Fabray! I hope you like this story, please let me know what you think.

Disclaimers: I don't own Glee, the storyline or the characters. However I own my story, the plot I create and any new characters.

Warnings: G!P, Sex, Insecurities, etc.

~Fabray's house~

"Charlie!"

Groaning, Charlie turned over in her bed and pulled the blankets up higher, snuggling into her pillow.

"Come on Charlie!"

Mumbling, Charlie ignored the voice and tried to drift off again. She knew she had to wake up at some point, but maybe her mum wouldn't mind if she skipped her morning classes to sleep in.

"Charlie I swear to god get the fuck up!"

Growling, Charlie tore the blanket off her body and threw it further down onto her bed. "For fuck sake Quinn fuck off!" She shouted at her closed bedroom door, immediately hearing angry footsteps storming towards her room.

The bedroom door was thrown open and it slammed into the wall, making the shelves shake slightly with the force of it. Charlie sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, not in the mood for Quinn and her temper tantrums.

Quinn gave her twin a dirty look, taking in the messy room; rotting smell, holes in doors, ripped wallpaper, dirty clothes everywhere and half eaten plates. She truly had no clue what had happened to her twin before they broke up for summer break.

"Jesus Charlie," Quinn gasped. "What the fuck is going on with you?" She asked, incredulous while looking at Charlie in really baggy sweats and a hoodie.

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Like you give a shit Quinn." She said, scouting around her room to find her school uniform.

Quinn took a step back. That was a low blow and it hurt, she's sure Charlie knows it hurt that's why she did it, but still it really fucking hurt. Charlie was a private and secretive person; she enjoyed not being asked about her life which Quinn respects so she leaves stuff alone, but she's always going to be there for Charlie if she needs her.

Throwing her hands up in frustration when Charlie pulls out her crumpled uniform from last year, she sighs. "Look at you Charlie! You've eaten nothing but sweets and takeout and now you barely fit in your clothes which always smell because you don't wash them. Suddenly you're a smoker, drinker and depressed. You literally slept and ate through summer, hell you didn't even go outside once! By the way what the fuck have you done to your bedroom!" Quinn rants, pulling Charlie's bedroom door from the wall and showing Charlie a new clean uniform.

Charlie just blinked. "So?" She said, walking over to the uniform and grabbing it, taking it back to her bed.

"Just get your shit together Charlie." Quinn said, turning and leaving her twins room to instead storm downstairs to eat breakfast.

Charlie closed her eyes and let out a sad smile. There was nothing in her life that made her want to change.

Russell eyed Charlie carefully, hunched over while she barely ate her breakfast. He was concerned for his child, but she wouldn't talk to him about what was going on and he had no idea how to help her, even Judy didn't know what to do.

"Any plans for the Academy this year Charlie?" He said, attempting to initiate a conversation with her.

Charlie didn't look up and shrugged. "Nah."

Russell clenched his jaw and set his face. This needed to stop. "Well I'm going to call the Academy, hopefully they'll have tryouts for teams soon and you can join a club. You need a hobby."

Charlie gave him a sour look. "I'm not joining a damn club."

"You are if you want to keep that motorbike I bought you!" Russell said, his voice tense and stern.

"The fuck?! You can't take my bike because I don't want to join a fucking club!" Charlie shouted, standing from the table and knocking the chair backwards.

"I am your father, I can and I will!" Russell shouted back.

Charlie squared her shoulders and gave him the dirtiest look she could muster, but seeing he wouldn't budge she decided to storm out of the dining room and grabbed her school bag and keys, slamming the front door shut behind her.

Russell relaxed and sighed, smiling sadly when Judy reached over and held his hand. "I just don't know what to do, Judy. My baby isn't herself anymore."

Judy smiled at him, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. "We'll figure it out love." She coaxed.

Quinn looked at her parents and then at Charlie's empty seat. Just what the fuck was going on with her twin.

~Dalton Academy~

Charlie pulled into the Academy school parking lot, revving her red Kawasaki Ninja 300 to get the other students to move out of her way. She found a parking spot and pulled her bike to a stop, pulling off her helmet and gloves before turning the bike off.

She swung her leg over and got off, locking the chain she had around the bikes wheel so it wouldn't get stolen while she was at school. Not that anyone had to steal anything at this Academy because it was full of snotty rich boys, but she still wasn't taking the chance.

Walking into the Academy, she noted a teacher hung out at her locker. She sighed.

"Charlie," The teacher smiled when she got to her locker, throwing her helmet and books into it.

"Sir?" Charlie said, not paying him much attention.

The teacher frowned and cleared his throat. "So me and your dad spoke and I think it would be good if you tried out for the football or basketball team and guess what you don't have a choice besides from choosing either one of those sports."

Charlie slammed her locker shut, turning to give the teacher a piece of her mind when she was interrupted.

"Look Charlie, people are worried about you. I get it, you don't want to do it, but just think of it as a way to get them off your back for a bit. I expect a choice by the end of the week. Don't be late to class." The teacher said, shrugging and sticking his hands in his slack pockets and walking away.

Charlie was too tired to be mad or annoyed, so she just let her whole body sag and made her way to her first class. She really fucking hated her life.

~McKinley High~

Quinn shut her locker, holding her books in her left arm and using her right to keep her bag situated on her shoulder while she walked through the hallways and made her way to first period.

"Quinn wait up!"

She didn't stop walking, but smiled when her best friend quickly walked to her side.

"Mornin S." Quinn smiled, noting the latina looked like she just fell out of bed and dragged herself to school.

Santana grumbled, blinking her eyes. "I barely got any sleep last night Q." She sighed, dragging her feet across the floor.

Quinn frowned. Satanta usually slept like a bear. "Why didn't you sleep?" She asked.

Santana looked away for a minute, then looked at Quinn. "You know the girl I was talking to, Haley?" She asked.

Quinn puckered her lips and nodded her head. "Yeah, the weird bitch that only bothers with you when she wants something?"

Santana rolled her eyes. "Yes, her." She sighs. "Turns out she has a girlfriend which obviously I didn't know about so I fucked her off and told her to leave me alone."

Quinn wasn't even surprised. "San it's about time you find someone who actually cares, you literally get with girls who either fuck you off or have girlfriends."

Santana studied her friend. "What's eating at you? Usually you tell me I'm an idiot."

Quinn shakes her head, knowing Santana would have noticed at some point and dragged it out of her. "My twin is eating at me."

Santana blinked in surprise. She had heard about the twin, but never seen her. She knew that her name was Charlie and she went to Dalton Academy instead of McKinley because her dad didn't want her to be bullied or anything because she has a dick which was why she went to the all boys Academy instead, but that was about it. She was never home when Santana went over to Quinn's house so they hadn't crossed paths.

"So what's the problem?" Santana asked.

They stop at their classroom and face each other. "She's just going through something and she's now a complete different person. I'm worried about her."

Santana didn't really know what to say. "If it's your twins problem then she has to deal with it herself. Anyway, we're getting a project today so we'll work on it at your house tonight, okay?"

"Yeah, sure." Quinn agreed, both of them walking into class.