AN: So there is a little bit of Finn bashing in this story, but he is the anti-faberry lord of douchery. I really don't like Finn, but besides Shuester, and no one pays attention to him anyway, he's the only character that I don't like. Other than pretty much all the noobs in season 3. Can just take a moment to say that Joe needs to leave Quinn alone, dude needs to leave before Rachel shoots him in the dread locks. And to MajorRead619, yes if bitten by one of the wolves they will change, as long as they don't die first. *this may come into play later in the fic* Ninja out.

"The twins are here San." Santana had been arranging her locker when her mate had walked up behind her. Of course she had known that they had arrived, she had sensed the more powerful Lycan's the second they hit campus grounds. Santana was used to being the only mythical on campus, but now there were bigger dogs around, it irked her that this was no longer her territory, now it was Rachel's and all she had had to do was walk in.

"Are they making any trouble yet?" The darker girl knew that logically they had only been on campus for about five minutes, but she also knew her cousins.

"Not yet, I was in the parking lot with Quinn when they pulled up. Her face looked like it wanted to explode. I saw them go into the office to talk to the office lady." Santana smirked, Brittany had told her about the run in her friend had had with her cousin the day before, she almost wanted to tell Rachel to back off, Quinn was her friend and Rachel had a reputation for moving through girls quickly, almost as fast a Puck did and he went through more girls then pairs of underwear in a week.

"Hey San." Rachel and Puck were coming down the hall and stopped at the lockers just across from the two girls.

"Rach, Puck, how did the strut down the hall go?" It was no secret that her family was a good looking bunch and Santana had been know to strut too, she wanted to know where the new wolves on the block stood.

"Well there was this really tall guy who looked like he really needed to fart, and a flamboyant boy who admired my shoes for longer than necessary, but mostly everyone got out of the way and looked like they were seeing god or something." Rachel said as she shoved her bag into her new locker after putting her helmet in the bottom and sticking a pencil behind her ear. "No one threw any underwear at us though, but the days just started so we have time for that later." Puck and Rachel bumped fists, then Puck was looking over his sisters head and smirked.

"Tall, dark, and constipated is in route to us. This should be fun." Puck knew and accepted his sister's preference for the ladies, but also knew the girl to flirt with boys just to be mean or to get something out of it. It wasn't a trait he liked, as he had been manipulated by girls before and knew what it felt like, but at the same time it was always fun to watch her sister work when he knew that no guy stood a chance with her. Rachel smirked and fluffed out her hair before straitening her jacket, she had unzipped it after getting off her bike so her grey tank top, and cleavage, showed through. Puck looked over at Santana smirking, but she seemed focused on the tall boy approaching them.

"Hi, I'm Finn." Dude was wicked tall in Puck opinion, if he had stepped any closer to Rachel she would have had to crane her head back to look up at him, it was a little awkward. Rachel just stayed silent and leaned up against her closed locker with her arms crossed under her chest, making her cleavage slightly more pronounced. "Um, your new aren't you, Rachel Corcoran?"

"Yep." Puck knew this trick, let the boy talk around himself, make him feel like he was getting somewhere, then trip him.

"Well, um, I'm the Quarterback of the football team, and co-captain of the glee club here." The boy looked proud of himself and had shoved his hands deep in his pockets, he seemed to think he was the shit at this place; Rachel couldn't resist knocking this loser down a peg, or five. "Do you need help finding your classes? I could show you around or something. Then maybe we could have lunch together, what do you think?" Rachel looked up at her brother for a second, his bored face barely holding and mirth showing in his eyes. Santana was frowning at the giant boy though and Brittany looked slightly confused. She would figure it out later.

"You know, that would be a great idea." Rachel reached out and touched the boys chest, and lowered her voice to make it slightly husky, she knew how boys reacted to it. The she shoved the boy away from her, hard. "If you weren't so, not my type. If you'll excuse me." Then Rachel was strutting down the hall, one hand in her pocket, and the other holding her class list. Puck clapped the boy on the shoulder, as the confused boy rubbed the spot that his sister had jabbed.

"Nice try dude, but it's not going to happen." Puck barked out on loud laugh and was then walking after his sister, catching her easily and the two fist bumped with a smirk.

"What the hell Finn?" Finn hadn't even noticed that Santana and Brittany where there, he was just trying to get his breathing back under control again, but Santana looked more than a little pissed. "What the hell was that Finn? What about Quinn? You know your girlfriend."

"I was just trying to be nice to the new girl." Finn had the constipated look on his face again that he must have thought looked cute.

"Yeah, nicely trying to get into my cousins pants while having Quinn wait on the side." Santana huffed and crossed her arms, Rachel hadn't know that the boy was taken, but she had just seriously put thoughts in his head on purpose, while totally funny, not cool for her best friend. "You don't have a chance with her, go find Quinn Finnept, she's the only one who'll put up with you." Then Santana was taking Brittany's hand and the two went in the direction of their first class.


"Look what we have hear boys, fresh meat." A large boy in a letterman's jacket was blocking the hall followed by 4 other large boys in letterman's jackets, each holding a large slushy.

"By the looks of you, you don't seem to care much about freshness. You'll eat anything, won't you?" Rachel recognized a hazing when she saw one, this was obviously the group of top dogs, and they just needed to be put in their place with a solid swat on the nose. Rachel wondered if there was a newspaper nearby. "How many of those do you drink in a day? You do know why they call them slushy's right?"

"Oh these aren't for drinking, or for us." Then the boy lifted his slushy cup up and Rachel just knew what was about to happen, and this was her favorite jacket. Rachel reached up with the boy and flipped the cup back on the boy covering his front in a blue syrupy mess and a dumbstruck look on his face.

"You think I'm a moron? You think I'm just going to let you dump that shit all over me?"

"Any of you oafs ever try that again and you get more than that, understand." One of the other boys dropped his cup and just walked off; the others decided that revenge was a better idea. Two of them put themselves on either side of Rachel and cocked an arm back to throw instead of the dumping technique that their leader had tried; Rachel just took a fast step back and watched as the two drenched each other, each seeing what was about to happen but to slow to stop it. The other went after Noah, Puck just knocked the cup out the boys hand and shoved him back, making the boy slip in a puddle of blue mess and making it look like he had shit himself. Rachel and Puck just bumped fists again and walked off; Rachel giving a little finger wave behind her to the boys, not even looking back at them.


"So a little birdie told me that you moved here from New York City." The Flamboyant boy who had admired her boots earlier that morning had sat next to her in her first class, that she did not share with her brother. Math had never been his thing. Rachel just looked at him and raised an eye brow. "The same little birdie told me what happened with those jocks from the football team this morning."

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Kurt Hummel, the pleasure is all yours." One of his perfectly plucked eye brows rose as if to challenge what he had said, but Rachel just smirked, she liked his confidence, and how obviously fabulous he was. "So, you simply must tell me about why someone would move away from the bright lights of the city to the absolute darkness that is Lima. And just who was the beef cake you were with this morning; the boy with the Mohawk and lumberjack arms?"

"The one with lumberjack arms is my twin brother Noah. I'm Rachel by the way." Rachel wanted to laugh; she couldn't wait to introduce her brother to her new little friend. "And my family moved out here to be closer to my Mom's sister's family after my Dad had an accident and passed." The boy softened immediately and put one hand over his heart and reached out to put the other on Rachel's shoulder.

"My mom passed when I was 7, I'm still not over it." Kurt took a deep breath then brushed a hand under his eyes as if to wipe tears away. Then he was back in gossip mode. "So you have family around, anyone I may know?"

"Probably, you do know Santana Lopez don't you?" Kurt's eyes widened in what looked like fear, and Rachel just smiled. "She's my cousin."

"Oh my god, I have heard stories about you then. Are you the cousin that spent that night in jail after getting busted at a fight club?" It seemed everyone knew that story, so Rachel just nodded, she wondered if that was the only story they had. "Are you also the cousin who snuck into New York Fashion week and was caught sleeping with the models before the show and stole some of the items?"

"It was only one bag, and it was only four girls. That one was my idea, my brother came along of course, thanked me for it later too." Rachel was smiling evilly; she didn't say that it was four girls each, and that she still had all their numbers.

"Do you still have the bag?" Kurt was practically drooling on himself.

"Of course I do, it's a memento of my success."

"Okay, I officially love you. The only way you could be better was if you have a story about Broadway." Kurt's eyes blazed for a second before focusing back on the new girl that he was considering turning straight for. "Do you, have a story about Broadway?"

"Oh a few, what self respecting New Yorker hasn't snuck backstage at least once? I have a poster sighed by the cast of Spring Awakening, Lea Michele is a goddess, and Jonathon Groff spent the whole time hitting on my brother, now that was a good time." Neither of the twins had gotten to sleep with any of the cast, but they each got a poster and no one had called security, so it was still a win in Rachel's book.

"Okay, my hero. You have to have lunch with me today; I'll introduce you to all the Glee kids. You don't happen to sing do you?"

"No, not really." The bell rang then and after consulting her schedule and finding that Kurt did not share her next class, he reluctantly left her before she could say anything else. In truth Rachel knew she could sing very well, but her singing had been something that she had shared with her father, and now, just like a lot of other things in her life, she just didn't see the point in continuing on with it without him.

Her next class found Rachel sharing a bench with Sam Evans, the boy she had met at the comic book store with the huge lips. The two talked some more and Rachel learned that Sam was an aspiring Quarterback, and that there was a signup sheet for try outs in the lunch room with tryout scheduled for that day after school. Sam tells her how he heard out the confrontation with some of the football team and laughed at what they would do when they saw the girl trying out to be on the same team as them. Rachel invited Sam to have lunch with her and promised to introduce the boy to Noah. Then the two talked comics until the class let out.

In her third class, Rachel sat in the back and a quiet looking Asian boy sat down next to her, only nodding his head in her direction to show he saw her. Rachel decided she liked this boy, extending a hand in friendship without all the silliness, and Rachel just relaxed in that class, putting her feet up on the desk and leaning back with her hands behind her head as her history teacher droned on and on about what would happen in the class that year. Kurt met Rachel in the hall outside her classroom, though it must have been a coincidence and not that he was stalking her, cause that would just be weird.

"I see you meet Mike." Kurt said instead of a greeting as he looked at the Asian boy behind Rachel.

"Yeah, we had a nice conversation, didn't we Mikey." The boy laughed and shook his head as he got in front of to two and walked off towards where Rachel knew the cafeteria to be.

"He's one of the best dancers we have in Glee, along with Brittany Pierce. Have you met her yet?"

"Oh yeah, the first day we moved here my family had dinner over and Santana's and Brittany was there." Rachel couldn't help but notice the gleam in the boy's eyes, he must have thought it funny or that I may not know that they were obviously together. Let the boy think what he wants. The two made their way to the cafeteria and just as they were about to head in, Puck called out to his sister.

"Hey Rach, hold up." Noah was walking down the hall with a boy in a wheel chair rolling next to him, the wheel chair bound boy eyed Rachel for a second, then seemed to remember that the girls brother was right next to him and just smiled at her. "This is Artie he's going to help me out in science, as long as I let him sit with me at lunch. So you heard anything about when Football tryouts are?"

"Well nice to meet you Artie, good luck with him. Yeah, there's a signup sheet in here. You remember I told you about that guy I met at the comic book store, well turns out he was the JV starting QB at his old school and brought his team a victory at their regional's, we would have played against him in nations if he hadn't dislocated his shoulder. You remember Tennessee prep."

"They were a good team. Sweet, dude sounds awesome." Puck just then noticed that Kurt was staring at him, eyeing the boy as if he were a piece of meat. "Who's your friend?"

"Oh, this is Kurt, he insisted that I have lunch with him, I invited Sam too, so you should sit with us." Rachel enjoyed the slightly uncomfortable look on her brother's face; he was all for ladies loving on other ladies, but when dudes hit on him it still unsettled him a little.

"Um, sure, yeah sounds good, nice to meet you Kurt."

"Likewise." When Puck walked forward with Artie by his side, Kurt looked at Rachel and silently jumped up in the air once before mouthing, 'Oh my god, thank you.' Rachel just laughed and grabbed the boys elbow.

"I signed your name for you Rach." Puck had spotted the signup sheet first and signed both names before returning to his sister in the food line, glaring at anyone who dare say anything about cutting in line. Rachel smiled her thanks and the twins followed after Kurt and Artie, who seemed to be in the Glee club too.

"So everyone, this is Rachel, and Puck Corcoran, they just transferred in from New York. And yes they are those cousins of Santana's that we have all heard about." There was a group of three that was already at the table and just accepted it, though one girls jaw dropped slightly. "Rachel, Puck, this is Mercedes, Tina, and Rachel you've met Mike already." Tina was a Goth looking Asian girl sitting next Mike and smiling politely at the twins, though her eyes shifted quickly from on twin to the other as if sure that they would attack and wasn't sure which of the two was going to pounce first. Mercedes was a bigger, dark skinned girl, who was looking at Rachel with slightly narrowed eyes as if Rachel was going to steal something from her if she looked away. Mike just smiled.

"Nice to meet you." Rachel said, and Puck just nodded at everyone.

"Hey Rachel, sorry I'm late I had to stay behind to talk to my English teacher about my dyslexia, they have to know about stuff like that." Sam sat down in the empty seat next to Rachel and smiled at the new people around him, completely at ease. Then he looked across Rachel to Noah. "Hey, I'm Sam; Rachel told me your old school beat mine at the football nationals last year when I was out. Noah right, you're Rachel's brother?"

"Everyone calls me Puck, nice to meet you bro, we should scrimmage together in tryouts today, Rach told me you've got a good arm."

"You guys should know that the football team here sucks, even if you two are as good as all that, it takes more than two guys to make a winning team." Mercedes said, Rachel could hear the soulful quality in the girl's voice immediately, and knew the other girl would be a good singer.

"Actually I play football too; we're all trying out after school today." Mercedes just looked at Rachel as if she was crazy, Mercedes had known the girl for all of five minutes, but she was so tiny, like fun size snack bar small. No way the girl lived through the day if she were to play football.

"Oh cool, I'm on the team already." Mike had spoken up and was practically bouncing in his seat. "I mean, there's a new coach this year that's insisting everyone re tryout but the old coach was terrible and I'm so glad he's gone, maybe we can even win a game or two this year."

"But, you're so tiny Rachel, aren't you worried about getting hurt out there with guys that are twice your size?" Tina had a concerned look on her face as she spoke up, as if to say that surly this new girl knew how small she was and wasn't just crazy.

"I know I'm pretty small, but I'm fast, and I have moves that you wouldn't believe. No one touches me on the field, right brother."

"That's right, Rachel like a freaking mouse that someone dunked in grease or something." The twins bumped fists and smirked at each other, Sam just smiled, he liked the twins, they seemed cool to him, and he knew not to underestimate small players, sure if they ever did get hit, they usually got hurt worse than the bigger ones, but that was only if they ever got hit.