A/N; Well well! A new fic. For those of who don't know, it's Somebody Fic This! Week at Lima Designs on tumblr. When I first saw this prompt I thought it was a good idea, I just wasn't sure if I could pull it off. Somewhere along the lines, I just started writing, and it ended up flowing pretty naturally. I want to thank Driz and Charlie from Lima Design, you gals are seriously AH- MAZING! Anyways, I'm so excited to continue this fic. I've got a foresight on how I want it to go and I look forward to updating soon. Also, I havent forgotten about Red! One of these stories may update faster than the other, depending on what my writers block is doing. (This just gave it a kick, hopefully I can get going on Ch 3 of Red soon.)

Well, enjoy! :)

Just as Quinn is bubbling in the last answer on her test, the bell rings which signals the end of 7th period. She sighs, gathers her things and turns in the test.

She starts to make her way to her locker when she meets eyes with another girl who looks to be the same age. She's shorter than Quinn, but… she's so…pretty.

Her eyes are brown. They remind Quinn of a faded autumn leave that has fallen off its tree. The two share a friendly smile before they pass completely.

There's something enticing about that girl, but she can't put her finger on it. All Quinn knows is that she needs to know more about her.

"Sam!" The short brunette calls out to him from down the hall. He looks back to the voice and waits up for her.

"Hey." He sighs contentedly. "What's up, Rachel?"

"Do you know that new girl? I think her name is..." Rachel looks down, her curls falling in her face as she scrambles to remember the girls name.

"Quinn?" Sam offers.

Rachel snaps her fingers. "Yes! Quinn!" She looks up and meets his green eyes. Her excited tone diminishes slightly and her voice is quieter, more secretive now. "She's… she's really pretty."

"She's my sister." Sam says. He swaps books from his locker. Rachel's eyes widen.

"She is?" She gasps. "Well, I suppose I should have known. You guys basically look like twins." She mentions.

"I know." He smiles. "Anyway, is that all you wanted?" Sam teases, he pretends to be annoyed.

"For now," Rachel has one of her famous mischievous smiles on her face. "I'll see you in Glee, Sam." She flips her hair over her shoulder and sets off down the hall.

"Hey Quinn." The blonde dumps his bag on the floor and pulls out the chair next to his sister. Quinn looks up quickly and her brother and emits a small smile.

"Hey." She says. "How was practice?"

"Pretty good." Sam replies with his usual answer. He heads to the fridge and fishes out some leftovers that look like they could be days old. Quinn's eyebrows raise in disgust. Boys.

He sets the plate in the microwave and takes his seat back at the table.

Quinn shuts the book she's been reading and casts her full attention to Sam. "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"I met this…really cute girl today and-" Quinn's fidgeting. Sam stops her suddenly.

"Oh that must be Rachel! Funny, she told me you were really pretty." He says in a matter-of-fact tone.

"She did?" Quinn looks at her brother in disbelief. "But why would she…" Her question stops there.

"I don't know. Maybe she likes you. Hey! I have an idea!" The microwave beeps and Sam rises to get his snack. "Why don't you come with me to Glee Club tomorrow? She's in it." He returns to the table again, fork and knife in tow.

"I- I don't know. Won't I have to audition or something? I've haven't really sang in front of people before." The blonde is uneasy at her brother's suggestions. Quinn fiddles with the bookmark that is peeking from her saved page.

"Don't be silly. You have a great voice. And.. I guess you don't have to audition. I'll just tell Mr. Shue that you're sitting in to see what it's all about. Then you can decide if you want to join." Sam says.

"Yeah.. Um… yeah I guess that's fine." Quinn nods nervously.

"Although you and I both know that you won't be joining for the singing." Sam smirks and it's all Quinn can do to not hit him over the head with her novel.

"I'll meet you before last period." She sates blandly.

"I'm holding you to that." Sam points his fork at her and smiles.