Alright here's chapter 2. I'm working on chapter 3 as we speak.

Pairings: Starts off with Finchel, Quam with Brittana, Bartie, Chang-Squared, St. Berry, Mercedes/Matt, Blaine/Kurt/Karofsky, Luck, Wemma, Holly/Will. Eventual Sam/Emily (OC), Puckleberry, Fuinn, Santana/Amelia (OC).

Friendships: Finn/Puck/Dave/Emily, New Directions/Emily, Strong Santana/Emily/Rachel, Kurt/Emily, Emily/Amelia (OC/OC).

Warning: Finn and Quinn Bashing, swearing, some mature themes (subtle nongraphic), death of original characters, some sexual themes (subtle nongraphic), light violence.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters. The only thing I own at the moment is Emily and Emily's parents. I also don't own A Little More by Skillet (You'll see the full song later in the story)


Chapter 2
Nice Meeting You Sam Evans. Not.

There air around them was cool, allowing her to wear a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt. Her brown hair was in pigtails that her mom did for her. She held tightly onto both of her parents as she stared up at the big building. She was scared.

"You ready, Emmy-bear?" Her father's soft voice soothed some of her nerves but not all of them. She looked up at him, to see that he was smiling gently at her, reassuring her that she would be all right. She shook her head.

"Why not sweetheart? Her mother asked. Looking over, she saw that her mother had knelt down to eyelevel to her. She shrugged, not saying a word as she looked down at the ground. She heard her father kneel beside her mother.

"What's wrong Emily?" Her dad asked. She bit her lip, wondering if she was being stupid or not.

"What if no one likes me?" Her tone was soft and scared but she was genuinely worried at the idea of not being liked. She didn't see her parents smiling at each other softly.

"That's not going to happen." Her mother told her. Her voice convinced of this, "You want to know why?"

Emily looked up with a nod.

"Because you'll have Finn and Noah with you."

She smiled at the mention of her best friends.

"In fact there they are now." Her mom pointed to the side of them. Looking over, she saw them with their families. Catching their eyes, she grinned and waved at them happily. To which they returned, just as enthusiastically.

"You ready now?" Her dad asked, amusement in his voice.

"Yeah."

They walked to the entrance of the school, meeting with Finn, Noah and their parents. She stood between them and grabbed their hands, giving them a light squeeze to ease the nervousness that still fell on her.

The three of them were silent on the way to their classroom, listening to their families talk about doing something after school. She wasn't paying attention to them.

Suddenly, they were standing in the room were they would be for five days of the week in the morning. There were already several kids there talking to the friends that they had before today but she noticed one boy standing looking out the window on the other side of the room. She looked at him curiously. He had short blonde hair and was wearing jeans, tennis shoes and a t-shirt with Spiderman on it.

"Alright. You three have fun. Noah's dad will pick you up when school is over. Okay?" Finn's mother, Carole, asked. After them nodding, the adults left.

Emily looked back at the blonde boy before coming to a decision. Pulling Finn and Noah by their hands, she made her way to the lonely boy.

"Hi! My name is Emily. And these are my best friends Finn and Noah." She pointed to each one, "What's yours?" She asked. The boy looked startled at them standing in front of him. He was quite, not knowing what to say, for a slight moment.

"My name is Dave."


Emily avoided Dave after the slushie attack, not knowing how she to deal with the knowledge that one of her best friends had become a bully. It was the one time were she was grateful that Noah was in juvie giving her time to process that he was also a bully, though from what Mike had told her he had reformed from his bullying ways. With those two it caused her to worry on how Finn turned out, seeing as she hasn't met up with him yet.

Third period had just ended, therefore making it time for lunch, and she rushed out of the classroom and toward her locker, all the while hoping not to run into Dave. It's childish she knows but she needed to think before she could talk to him.

Suddenly she was on the floor, her head hitting the floor with a quiet thud. Eyes closed and groaning she lifted a hand to the back of her head and touched it softly wincing at the pain the came from the light touch, she brought her fingers in front and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of no blood.

"Oh god. I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay? I'm so sorry." A voice said above her. It was male and sounded panicked at the thought of hurting her. She opened her eyes to see blonde hair and bright emerald green eyes. Her first thought was that he was extremely cute. Her second was that the guy had a huge mouth. She could almost hear Noah asking how many balls he could fit in it. She also noticed the letterman jacket. Hmm, so he must know Finn, Noah and Dave.

"I-I'm okay." She told the boy.

"Here let me help you up." He said holding a hand out to her. Grabbing the appendage, he barely tugged on her as she planted her feet and was lifted into a standing position. All of she felt the world tilt and arms were wrapped around her waist as her arm ended up wrapped around the boy's neck and her other hand reached up to hold her head. She could feel his strong chest pressing against the side of her breast and forced herself not to blush.

"Whoa there." He whispered, something that she was grateful for as her head started to pound.

"So. Maybe I'm not okay. Wow. It really needs to stop spinning now." She told him, glad that she was leaning against him. Something solid. Sturdy.

"Come on. I'll take you to the nurse." He continued to talk quietly as they started toward the nurse's office.

"First day of school and already heading to the nurses office. God and lunch just started. That has to be some record, huh?" She asked rhetorically with a laugh, which turned into grimace.

"Okay. Laughing bad move." She mumbled as he chuckled softly.

"So, it would seem. Do you mind telling me why we collided causing your head injury?" The blonde boy asked. This time her grimace had nothing to do with her aching head.

"Avoiding my best friend."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Just found out that he's not the boy I remembered as growing up." She explained as the nurse's office came into view, "Turns out he one of the biggest bullies in school."

"Wait. Karofsky?" There's an edge in his tone that she doesn't like and while she's disappointed in Dave right now he's still her best friend.

"Don't act like you know him." She argued. They stopped in front of the door of the office and he let her go, making sure that she was steady on her feet.

"Are you sure you do?" It was the implication of his words then anything else that caused her temper to rise. It was a slow process, the anger just simmering in her blood. It startled her, this feeling, and the anger. It has been so long since she really felt something, especially something like this. The blood in her veins rushed wildly throughout her body, rushing to her head. It overwhelmed her a little causing her to feel light headed but she refused to show it to this boy, who seemed to hate her best friend simply on principle.

"Listen here whoever the hell you are. I've known Dave for over ten years. He's been one of my best friends since kindergarten. You don't know what he's been through, what he's helped me. Noah. Finn. through. He's a bully. Yes, I'm not completely blind that he is not the same boy. He's changed I get it. But do not tell me that I don't know him." Her voice grew loud as she spoke, not helping her pounding head.

A crowd gathered around them, watching the scene before them with a sense of disbelief and interest.

"Yeah. Sure seems like you know him. You realize that probably could've stopped him right. The slushie attacks. The dumpster tosses. Body checks into lockers. Name-calling. You've could've stopped him but you didn't!" He snapped angered at the harassment that his new friends have had to deal with because of the mentioned boy. The on lookers watched as Emily flushed in anger; most of them remembering her temper (the Quinn-Emily blow outs really are hard to forget, no matter how hard they try too) stepped back despite it not being aimed at them.

"I didn't know!" She screamed at him willing the sudden tears away, her headache gone, "I haven't been here in five years. I haven't seen him in five fucking years. If I had been here I wouldn't have let this happen."

"Really? Because I'm getting the feeling that you would've joined in with him. You're the former Golden Girl right? Had to keep your position on top somehow." His words were filled with a poison that made her see red and lost awareness around her. She was only vaguely aware of Finn, Rachel (now in new clothes, though the choice in outfit nearly had her pausing), Kurt and Dave joining the crowd.

Slap!

The blonde boy's face jerked to the side, red tinting his left cheek. The stinging in her hand told her that she had slapped him. He touched his cheek, wincing at the pain before he raised his head back to her glaring. Before anything could happen, in some sort of unspoken agreement Finn and Dave rushed to them, pulling the boy away from her. Dave stood in front of her, his hands gently on her arms as he looked over his shoulder glaring at the boy, who being blocked by Finn.

"You don't know me." She whispered to him, her voice voided of anything.

"Back off Sam!" She heard Finn tell him. It was then she realize that the boy who had just insulted her and her best friend, she didn't even know his name until Finn uttered it.

Sam.

A nice name for a spiteful boy.

As Sam walked away, the crowd was in a stunned silence settled on the crowd, not really knowing what just happened between the new Golden Boy and old Golden Girl's first meeting. Emily looked around finally noticed everyone watching her, Dave and Finn. The stares started to make her uncomfortable as she shifted on her feet leaning against the wall next to her. Finn and Dave noticing the discomfort shot the crowd a look.

"Show's over. You can all leave now." Dave growled. Everyone scattered not wanting to push him even more. Soon it was just her, Dave, Finn, Rachel and Kurt in the hall. Rachel and Kurt were a few feet away from them, watching the three.

The two football players looked at the blue-eyed girl with unmasked concern. She smiled slight to reassure them but it came out pained.

"What was all that Emily?" Finn asked quietly, looking her over for any signs of distress.

"Nothing. It was nothing." Dave looked at her like she grew another head.

"You slapped Evans. Slapped him." He spoke slowly like he was speaking to a child, "That was not nothing." She glared at him.

"I was defending you jackass." She spat at him, causing him to step back like she had slapped him, "Though from what I heard I don't know why." He looked to be in pain at her words.

"Em-" She shook her head stepping away from him and closer to Finn.

"I don't want to hear your excuses Dave. Or should I call you Karofsky." He actually flinched at her calling him by his last name.

She looked up at the tall brunette boy.

"Can we go somewhere else?" She asked him. Finn looked at her for a small moment before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She leant her head against his shoulder as he turned them toward to other two teens.

Finn grabbed onto Rachel's hand and Emily made a note to ask what that was about. She felt delicate and cool fingers lace threw hers and she smiled sadly at Kurt. Here he was comforting her at about her best friend, a bully, who no doubt was one of the stylish blonde tormenters.

The day needs to be over.


Lunch Time Fights
Sam Evans Meeting Emily Preston for the First Time

Wow.

That's the only word I have for the epic show in front of the nurses office at the beginning of lunch.

The first meeting of Sam Evans and Emily Preston was definitely an explosive one that's for sure. I must say Emily does know how to make an impression without even trying.

How did it even start?

It seems that just before third period Emily was walking with old friend Mike Chang to their mutual class, when she witnessed just who one of her best friend's became. It seems that Karofsky and Amizo thought it would be a good idea to stage an attack on two of the glee club members; wheelchair bound Artie Abrams and the love of my life Rachel Berry.

Let's just say the slushie attacked stunned her in a frozen shock. (Picture Below)

Not only that but when Karofsky spotted her, he himself looked like he was going to be sick. (Picture Below)

Uh-oh! Looks like there is going to be some trouble in that friendship.

After third period, I tired to catch up with Emily to see if she would comment on the slushie attack but it seems that as soon as the bell rang she was out the door and down the hall in a matter of seconds. Most likely trying to avoid her friend.

Deciding to go to my locker instead, which so just happened to be in the direction Emily ran. As soon as I turned the corned I had saw her run into none other then Sam Evans.

After helping her up and helped her to nurses offices as it seemed she had bumped her head on the floor, they did some bantering. She hits her head and she flirts with Sam, Quinn Fabray's boyfriend. I can see this ending well.

Next thing that's happening when they reached the nurses office, they're screaming at each other about Karofsky bullying ways.

Sam then had the audacity to imply that if Emily didn't move if she would be a bully as well.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who hated Evans at the moment because I can't see Emily being a bully to anyone.

Honestly Sam, why do you think she was our Golden Girl in the first place?

Everyone loves her.

But one can't help but to imagine on how high school would be like if Emily had stayed. Would things be different? Would they be just how they are, with her turning a blind eye? Would she really be one of them?

Then she slaps him. (Picture Below) Now I definitely know I'm not the only one who felt the same satisfaction as I did though I thought it was hot seeing her all mad. While my heart will always beat for Rachel Berry, current girlfriend of Finn Hudson, a small part of me has loved Emily Preston for just as long.

Finn you're one lucky bastard to have those two beautiful girls in your life.

Anyways, after that Hudson and Karofsky, who had just arrived in time to see the slap, had a silent understanding and pulled those two away from each other. (Picture Below)

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to see what happened after that but speculation is that Karofsky and Emily are not in a good place for their friendship.

Will they be able to fix it or will is new life style be the thing to ruin them?

How will Quinn react to Sam being flirty with Emily before their smack down?

And just how long will it be before those two to clash forces for the first time in five years?

Quinn won't be happy that her boyfriend just went down in the popularity pole after insulting Emily. But she'll have more to worry about seeing that with out even trying Emily is gaining her top spot on the pyramid once again.

I'd stay home on that day people.

Until next time.

-JBI


Emily groaned after reading the blog post. The post had been posted about five minutes after she, Finn, Kurt and Rachel had left Dave in the hallway, meaning about ten minutes after the fight. She cringed at the knowledge of Jacob being a little bit in love with her. Though her disgust was more sympathetic for Rachel, having remembered the red haired Jewish boy's creepy affections towards her during school; Noah had gotten into a lot of trouble for being mean to him. Serves him right. The creep.

"People seriously believe this garbage?" She asked the three teens who were still with her in the auditorium. Rachel and Kurt were currently sitting on the piano bench, their backs to the beautiful instrument; her fingers twitched as she resisted the urge to play. Finn was sitting next to Rachel, leaning against the bench, her leg pressing against his arm, with his legs spread out in front of him. Her own legs were over Finn's, crossed at the ankle. She was lying down on the floor, fingers laced together and under her head as a pillow. She turned her head to look at them when she spoke.

"People love drama whether if it's real or not." Kurt's soft voice spoke. She glanced at him, noticing that he was almost dying to find out if what happened with Sam was true or not. She thought of the cute blonde haired, green-eyed boy. Her blood started to boil just slightly knowing that if she let go any further she'd accidentally yell at any of her company.

"People are idiots." She said, causing the three of them to snort. She laughed out loud at their reactions. For the next five minutes they were just laughing at nothing in particular and Emily felt lighter since the fight with both Sam and Dave. She sobered at the thought of her friend. Taking a deep she looked back up at the ceiling.

"How bad is it?" She asked with no one in mind. Though the question was vague, she knew that didn't have to elaborate with everything that had happened today.

"Honestly, it's not as bad as it used to be. Puck was one of the worst; he tossed slushies, threw people in dumpsters, even locked people in the port-a-potties and then tipped it over." Kurt told her. Her eyes snapped to him at the last one as she shot up in a sitting position, her hands leaning on the floor behind her.

"Port-a-potties? Who?"

She watched as the three of them glanced at each other, deciding on whether or not telling her would be a good idea. She looked at her best friend.

"Finn." He winced at her tone and couldn't decide if he hated her being pissed at him or disappointed. He looked down at the face of one of his best friend and he knew that she just wanted to know what had turned into their mutual friend. He sighed in reluctance knowing she was going to hate the answer.

"Mainly just Artie."

"Abrams?" The shock in her voice was noticeable, especially as she recalled him being slushied earlier with Rachel. She looked at the short brunette girl.

"Are you okay after with what happened?" Her question seemed to had startled the girl as though no one had ever asked her that. Emily watched, confused, as Rachel glanced at the two boys with them, longingly and if a little hurt. Surely Finn, her boyfriend (When the fuck did that happened? And why didn't Noah do something?), would ask if she was all right when ever she was dealt with the bullying.

"Oh yes. Don't worry about it Emily. I'm quite all right as I have grown quite used them happening and I'm, as well as others who have been subjected to them, have brought an extra set of clothing. But thank you nonetheless for the concern." Rachel spoke clearly and surely and though she could shorten the words she used, Emily got the gist of them.

"I have grown quite used them happening."

What the fuck is that?

"Rachel," Her tone was sharp with disbelief, "You shouldn't have grown used to them" She said the words in disgust, "No one should. It's wrong and cruel and damaging to someone's spirit." The words seemed to have hit some nerve in the three; Rachel and Kurt relieved to know that someone thought that and Finn's reaction was laden with guilt. She remembered her conversation with Mike and she stared at Finn as she spoke again.

"And people who don't do the bullying but don't stop it are just as bad."

"What if they don't know how to stop it?" Finn's question was prompt, just after she finished her statement. Emily could see the guilt in his brown eyes as he stared at her desperately, not wanting her to hate him. To be disappointed in him.

"Just trying is something because if you don't try then nothing changes."


Emily sat down next to Kurt in their shared French class, grateful that it was the last hour of the day; also thankful that there wasn't any glee after school today seeing as she hadn't told her uncle her decision on joining.

"Kurt?" She asked as a silence in conversation fell on them as the got their things out.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing after school?" She asked casually. She had been dreading this conversation almost as much as the one to result from this but she need to know what happened between Finn, Noah and Quinn.

"Nothing. May I ask why?" He looked curious at her causing her to bit her lip but sighing, shifting in her seat to face him.

"Could you come over? So we could talk." She asked seriously looking him in the eye. She thought fleetingly that it was a shame that he was gay as he was also really cute. If he was straight she would totally date him. Her mind flashed to blonde hair and a letterman jacket. She shook her before turning her focus back on the fashionable blonde in front of her.

"Any particular reason?"

"Babygate." Her answer seemed to have startled him as he looked at not knowing what to say.

"Why?"

"Because I need to know what the hell Fabray did to my best friends." She told him heatedly before defusing instantly, "I just need to know."

He observed her wondering if her knowing about last year's drama would be a good thing or a complete disaster. But he noticed that she really did want to know how bad her friends had suffered while she was gone.

"What time and where?" She relaxed, relieved that he was agreeing. She had worried for a moment that he wouldn't tell her anything. Tearing a piece a paper out of her notebook she wrote down the address to her uncle's apartment.

"Here at four." Emily told him, sliding the scrap to him. He folded it and placed it in his pocket without looking at as the their teacher came in and the second bell rung.

"I'll be there."

"Thank you."

"Bon après-midi de classe. Avant de commencer la leçon d'aujourd'hui, je voudrais vous souhaiter la bienvenue à notre nouvel élève, Emily Preston." The teacher spoke in perfect French and it seemed that only a handful of the students actually understood what she had said, Kurt and Emily included.

"Merci Mme Beckenshire. Je suis impatient de votre classe que le français avait été mon préféré à apprendre de retour en Arizona." Emily answered back from her seat clearly, impressing Mrs. Beckenshire, who complemented on her fluency before starting the lesson.

Kurt leaned over closer to her.

"Show off." She grinned.

"Coupable."


Finally, she was home. Kicking her shoes off at the mat to next to the door, she threw her bag off of her shoulder and let it fall to the floor by the shoes with a soft thud. Her uncle walked past her as she stared down at the bulging bag that had a little over a month of reading material and assignments she needed to do, plus the one that she was assigned today. She was so glad that her first day had landed on a Friday.

"Hungry?" Her uncle's voice floated to where she was still standing. At the mention of food, she ignored the impending mountain of work and walked into the kitchen. Her stomach growled and she realized that she had skipped on lunch.

"Starving." She told him as she sat down at the counter watching him make two sandwiches.

"So how was your first day?" He asked her placing some turkey on the wheat bread.

"Other then meeting the woman out for your career, finding out that my best friends are or at least were the biggest bullies in school, meeting Sam Evans and getting into a fight about Dave, then fighting with Dave and finding out that Rachel is dating Finn and not Noah? Pretty uneventful Uncle Will." She shrugged innocently as he stared at her surprised as to what had happened.

"Wait. You got into a fight with Sam? Why?" Will wondered as to what had happened between one of his glee members and his niece. He handed her the sandwich.

"He thought it was smart to tell me that I didn't know Dave as well as I thought and then proceeded to tell me that I would have been a bully if I had stayed here instead of going to Arizona. So I slapped him." She said indifferently, taking a bite of her snack. She looked thoughtful as she chewed, "Now that I think about I'm surprised that a teacher didn't come to see what was going on. We were yelling at each other pretty loudly." She added as an after thought after she had swallowed.

Her uncle merely shook his head.

"What I am going to do with you Emily?" She grinned brightly at him.

"Love me for ever and ever Uncle Will." Emily repeated the words she always told him whenever he had asked her that. He laughed at her childish answer.

"Always Em."

They were silent as they finished their sandwiches. Emily got up from her seat and walked over to the sink with her plate in hand. Placing the dirty dish into the metal tin, she walked over to the fridge and opened it to grab a coke.

"I'm going to head to my room to start my torture known as homework." She walked past her uncle, placing a quick kiss on his cheek. "Thanks for the sandwich."

She stopped just before entering the living room to retrieve her bag and looked back at her uncle.

"Oh by the way. Kurt's coming over at four."

Emily left before he could say anything else. Grabbing the heavy bag she made her way down the hallway to her room. As soon as she closed the door, she felt the tension that was unknowingly in her body unwound at begin in a familiar location. She placed her messenger bag by her desk before grabbing her iPod and walking over to the side table next to her bed where her iPod dock was sitting.

She selected a random song and let it echo out into her room as she laid down on the comfortable mattress. She had about an hour before Kurt came over and she wanted to relax.

Her eyes closed as the soft melody of her favorite song lulled her to sleep.

Love is all around you now
So take a hold
Hidden in our words
It sometimes ain't enough
Don't suffocate day after day
It's building up
Cause when you're feeling weak
You know I'm strong enough


Okay, then there you have chapter 2. Please review because I was a little upset not to have review for the first chapter.

Translations:

Bon après-midi de classe. Avant de commencer la leçon d'aujourd'hui, je voudrais vous souhaiter la bienvenue à notre nouvel élève, Emily Preston - Good afternoon class. Before beginning today's lesson, I would like to welcome our new student, Emily Preston

Merci Mme Beckenshire. Je suis impatient de votre classe que le français avait été mon préféré à apprendre de retour en Arizona. - Thank you Ms. Beckenshire. I look forward to your class, French had been my favorite to learn back in Arizona.

Coupable - guilty

Again reviews are loved and encouraged.

-Korey.