General Note: Just an FYI everyone is at the soccer game (ie Quinn's parents, Kurt, Santana, Brittany, Tina, and Rachel). I just didn't feel like those added scenes would do much for the story, and they felt a little random…..plus I'm kinda lazy. If you've seen the movie, you know this, but for those who haven't, people are there so don't wonder why they randomly pop up at the end.


-(Quinn and Finn's Room)-

"Hey bro, Sylvester is looking for you." I tell Finn still happy from the earlier events. "Dude, hello!" I yell at him waiting for him to acknowledge my presence. He couldn't be that into his homework because lets face it it's Finn.

"You know, it's crazy….how wrong you can be about a person. You think that they're one thing, and then they turn out to be the exact opposite," Finn practically growls out.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're just going to sit there and act like you don't know what I'm talking about?" Finn yells.

Oh crap he knows I'm a girl! "Oh," I tell him defeated. No use in lying now. Maybe if I explain it to him he won't tell coach and I can still play. "Ok, I wanted to tell you, Finn, but you have to know that I love soccer more then anything in the world and I had to prove….."

"What so you just used me to help you with your soccer, and then you turn around and stab me in the back?"

"Wait, what? Now I really don't know what you're talking about," I tell him confused. OK if he's not talking about me being a girl then what?

"Save it man. I saw you with her."

"Who?"

"Who? With Rachel, that's who. I saw you kiss her when you got out of the cab!"

"What do you mean? I never saw Rachel when I got out of the cab," I tell him honestly, trying to figure out what he was talking about.

"I can't believe you're lying to me like this," Finn says in disbelief. "We're suppose to be friends!" Finn yelled jumping out of his chair to push me.

"We are!"

"No you don't know the meaning of the word," Finn said pushing me again towards the door.

I was getting pissed off at this, but knew I couldn't take him. So I did the only thing I could. I cut him down with my words. "Rachel never liked you, ok! She was using you to make me jealous," I yell at him, but immediately feel horrible when I see his shoulders slump. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen."

That was apparently the wrong thing to say as all the angry came back into his face. "You know what? I'm done with you and you're lies," He says and pushes my out the door. "Have a good life," He tells me then slams the door shut in my face.

-(Jacob's Room)-

3rd person POV

Jacob is looking through some old year books he found that Quinn was in when he see a picture with an interesting caption. "Fabray twins couldn't be more opposite."

"TWINS!"

He is then distracted by the door pounding and yelling that's coming from down the hall.

"Quinton! Open up! It's Mercedes! You have a lot of explaining followed by a whole lot of groveling to do," Mercedes yells at the door.

Finn opens the door pissed off. "He's not here!" He tells here then shuts the door only to open it a few seconds later. "And take his phone. Jesse won't stop calling every 10 seconds," he tells her shoving the phone in her hands and closing the door once more.

"This isn't Quinton's phone," Mercedes says looking at it. She then turns around and starts calling for Quinton around the hall of closed doors.

Just as she reaches the last door Jacob steps out. "Can I help you?" Jacob says eagerly.

"Ew!" Mercedes says flinching back

-ring-

Mercedes gives Jacob the 1-minute sign then answers the phone. "Quinn baby, it's Jesse. The big game is tomorrow…"

"Quinn," Mercedes spits out repulsed while a creepy smile appears on Jacobs face.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Jacob, and I think we can help each other out with our problems."

-(McKinley outside)-

Quinn's POV

I've been sitting on this bench since I got kicked out of the room trying to figure out how my life got so screwed up. What was Finn talking about? I didn't kiss Rachel when I left the cab. But if I didn't who did? Quinton's still in London and doesn't get back until the day after tomorrow. It's then that I see Tina walking backwards , and she backs herself onto the bench when she sees me.

"Nice night."

"Hey, Tina," I greet. "I'm sorry about running out on our date the other night," I tell her sincerely. Nobody should have to go through that.

"That's ok. My intensity tends to scare people. My last principal thought I was a vampire because of my intense looks."

"Yeah," I just nod my head in agreement.

"Is something wrong?"

"Got thrown out of my room," I inform her sadly.

"You mean….you need a place to stay?" She asks excitement in her voice and slowly slide next to me.

"I really do. The Carmel game is tomorrow."

"I've never had a roommate," she tells me happily and rests her head on my shoulder.

I clear my throat feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Ah, do you think I can go ahead and crash there? I need to make sure I have plenty of energy for the game tomorrow," I tell her to try and get us to move.

"Yeah, sure. Just follow me."

-(Girls Dorm)-

When we got to Tina's room it wasn't as creepy as I thought it was going to be. Tina said that I could crash on her bad and she'd take the one with no sheet. I just nodded and plopped down on the bed too tried to argue with her. I shut my eyes just wanting the day to be over with. A few minutes later I opened them when this weird feeling of being watched wouldn't go away, and low and behold Tina was staring at me intently.

"Um….I'll be right back. I'm just gonna go….wash my face," I tell Tina and jump out of bed and out the door.

I end up just walking around the girls dorm of a bit hoping Tina goes to bed soon so that I can sneak in and get some sleep myself without her watching me. I noticed this dorm was nicer then the guys and it also smelled better. This is one thing I miss about girls: We're way cleaner then boys are.

"Quinn? What are you doing here?" A voice asks from behind snapping me out of my musings.

"Rachel?" I snap around and she her walking towards me in a towel and wet hair. Obviously from the shower she just took. My eyes rake up her impossibly long legs, then up her tight waist, pausing a little longer then they should have on her towel clad breasts, then up to her face that has a knowing smile on it causing me to blush.

"So?" Rachel asks looking at me expectantly.

"Oh, ah…I'm sorry what was the question?" I ask her embarrassed.

"I said what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting up for the big game?"

"I kinda got kicked out of my room," I inform her looking everywhere but her. "Tina is letting me crash in her room because she had a spare bed. But I kinda got freaked out by her staring so I figured I'd walk around here until she went to sleep."

"Hm," Rachel says and starts walking towards her room causing me to follow. "What'd you get kicked out?"

"Well the funny thing about that is Finn says he caught us kissing."

"He did, did he," she replies with a smirk and gestures me inside her room once she got the door open.

"Yeah. Though, I'm pretty sure I would have remembered something like that," I tell her taking in the whole room as Rachel closes her door.

"I would hope so, but would you like me to remind you what it was like?" Rachel asks stalking up to me like a panter.

"Huh? What do you mea…." And I'm quickly cut off by a set of lips. I slowly feel myself being pushed back, but don't pay too much attention to that. Most of my concentration was on the luscious set of lips pressed against mine that nipped at my bottom lips a few times before pulling away leaving me wanting more.

"So how was that? Do you remember now?" Rachel asks breathy.

"Well if I remember correctly, my enemies are supposed to feel pleasure. I'm not sure if they feel it yet," I tell her and pull her in for another kiss.

She responds eagerly and pushes me back on her bed. She quickly straddles me, and her tongue starts pressing against the seam of my lips asking for entrance. I happily oblige and let our tongues dual. I bring one of my hand to wrap in her hair to pull her closer and my other hand grabs onto her hip. I let out a groan when my hand hits the towel reminding me that's the only thing separating me from Rachel. We finally pull back to get some much needed air when Rachel gasps out, "Think they can feel the passion?"

I smile in return, "Maybe just a little, but we should probably continue just to make sure."

Rachel smiles back clearly pleased with my answer, "Yeah better to be safe then sorry."

Just as she's leaning in to reconnect out lips I see something over her shoulder, so her lips end up connecting with my cheek instead of my lips when I move to get a better view.

"Tina?" I ask confused.

I'm then jolted awake. "Gah!" I scream when I see Tina staring at me intently. "Tina! Why didn't you wake me?" I demand when I see the clock.

"You looked so serene," Tina said still continuing to stare unfazed by my yell clutching a cup cake in her hand.

I throw off the sheets and run out of the room not bother to yell at Tina. I just hope I not too late and hopefully all coach will do is yell at me.

"I made breakfast, darling!" I hear Tina yell out from her room.

I just keep running too worried about missing the whole reason I came to McKinley to worry about the dream I just had.

-(Locker Rooms)-

By the time I made it too the locker rooms the guys has already left for the field, so I was running a whole lot later then I thought. I rush to my stall and see my jersey is no longer there just somebody else's clothes. "Crap! This can't be happening," I say and rush out to the field to see if I can figure out who had my uniform on.

I try to stealthy make my way onto the field looking for the person sporting my number. When I see the ball being stopped rather poorly by a player I notice that it's Quinton, and he's in my jersey. Just as he's about to kick the ball in front of him, he manages to trip over himself and an opposing player steals the ball. I see a wooden tower and quickly make my way into hit to hide while coach Sylvester reprimands Quinton stares at her like she's crazy for making him play. I whisper yell trying to get his attention, but deep down know it's no use and that I would have to wait until I could grab him without anyone seeing.

The game continues with Quinton doing poorly, and Finn belittling him for every error. Then out of nowhere, Mr. Schuester stops the ball and picks it up before walking on the field with Mercedes and Jacob following him. "Shit! This is not good," I say to no one in particular and just stay hidden from view.

"Can I get a time out….a pause…one brief half-time," Mr. Schuester announces making his way further onto the field.

"Stop the clock!" The head referee yells.

"Ah yes stop the clock," Mr. Schuester says. "Titans. Fighting Titans! Everyone gather round," Mr. Schue announced waiting for everyone to form a circle around him. The whole crowd goes silent and waits on pins and needles to try and hear what's going on.

"Is there a problem, William?" Coach Sylvester demanded.

"Yes. Unfortunately there is," he replies sadly. "But, I think it's only right that Quinton Fabray, tells you himself." Causing everyone to turn to look at Quinton. "Quinton. Son? Well…um…do you have anything you'd like to say?"

Finn then glares him down while Quinton's not sure how to respond. "Uh, I'm sorry I'm not a very good soccer player," he shrugs helplessly.

"I see," Mr. Schue says disappointed. "Well then I say this with a heavy heart," and he takes the megaphone Jacob smugly hands him. "Ladies and Gentlemen, esteemed alumni, friends and family of Quinton Fabray. I'm grievously sad to inform you that Quinton Fabray is…a…girl.," He finishes causing the whole stadium to laugh. "Sorry, it's for your own good," Mr. Schue tells Quinton who keeps laughing at the absurdity and grabs the megaphone.

"Excuse me. I'm not a girl," Quinton tells everyone.

Mr. Schue grabs the megaphone back. "Hello! Yes. In fact, yes, he is. He's a big girl. He's actually specifically his own sister, Quinn, who's been impersonating him for reasons which will become very clear after extensive psychoanalysis."

After Mr. Schuester finishes say that, I start to freak out. How did they figure it out? Granted there was that time with the wig, but he just thought I was bald.

"Folks. I'm a boy. I promise," Quinton tries to reassure everybody.

"Prove it," Jacob says smugly.

"Ok," Quinton teases back the pulls down his shorts for everyone to see he is indeed a boy.

The whole crowd gasps, and I'm fairly sure I heard Tina mutter that soccer is the world's favorite sport a little too excitedly. I never thought I'd say this but thank god for Quinton's lack of modesty. He has inadvertently saved my ass.

"Thank you. Thank you. There's nothing to see here. No offense," Mr Schue tells the crowd trying to get them settled down while Quinton pulls back up his shorts. "Folks, please hang on for one second. Jacob! Can you please shed some light on the current situation?"

"Not anymore then has already been shed, sir," Jacob seems to cry out.

"Ok, listen up. Now that we have proved this boy is a boy," Coach Sylvester growls at Mr. Schuester. "Is it possible we can get back to our game? I have another championship season to win, and you're delaying it." Mr. Schuester just nods and tries to tell the crowd it's just a skit they do all while reprimanding Jacob.

"Baby, baby, baby. I've missed you so much," Mecedes tells Quinton.

"Oh my God, we are so dead if they get back together," I mumble, but someone must have been listening to me b/c Quinton just rejected her causing her to scream and hit him before running off. Thank god! She finally got it.

"Good work, Fabray," I hear coach congratulate Quinton. "Bench."

The game resumes and Artie goes in for a shot only for it to be stopped by Jesse. The ref blows the whistle signaling for halftime. I realize it's my chance and when Quinton is about to follow the guys back into the locker room I grab him and pull him under the tower with me.

"Quinton!" I say frustrated that he ruined my soccer game. Though, I probably should have been a bit grateful that he saved everyone from find out I was a girl.

"Quinn?" He asked confused since I was dressed like him.

"Yes!"

"Why do you look like me?"

"I pretended to be you for the last 2 weeks to prove I could play in the boys soccer team," He stares blankly at me. "Don't look at me like that. It was kinda your idea."

"oh, ok cool."

"Yeah."

"No. Wait, what?"

"I don't have time to explain!" I tell him exasperated. "Why are you wearing my uniform?"

"I just came here to find the amazing girl that kissed me last night."

"Wait, who kissed you? What girl?" I asked him confused and a bit worried. Please don't let it be who I think it is.

"Check it out," he tells me and looks through the wooden slats at the crowd. "That one," he points and my eyes immediately find Rachel.

"Rachel?"

"She was all over me. She kissed me and recited the lyrics to the song you and I wrote. Q, this maybe the girl of my dreams," he told me excitedly and my heart dropped. Of course Rachel would be all over Quinton. He is a guy. He's the person that she thinks I am. But wait she kissed him?

"Crap! That's the kiss that Finn saw."

Quinton oblivious to my panic stares a me intrigued. "Are those real?" He asks and moves to touch my fake sideburns.

""Yeah. I'm growing sideburns now," I tell him sarcastically then slap his hand away. "No! Please stay hidden until the end of the game and give me back my uniform right now!" I yell at him and pull off my jersey.

We finish exchanging clothes just as the teams start running back out, and I hope in at the end of the line. God, I hope Coach Sylvester didn't notice I wasn't in the locker room. As soon as the rest of the guys run on the field I approach coach to try and convince her to let me play. "Coach, I'm ready to play!" Hopefully being direct works.

"Is that what you call it? I've seen a pack of wildebeests kick a ball better then you did." Well they probably could play soccer better then Quinton, but that's not the point right now.

"I've changed," I tell her truthfully. "Come on coach, give me one more chance."

She glances back at me and it seems she does notice a change, "All right. Go. Kick. KILL!" And I run out onto the soccer field.

The second half begins with more intensity the first, and I shove defender away and take possession of the ball. We getting it moving up the field and Finn goes in for a shot only to get stopped by Jesse.

"You couldn't score on me in the first half. You aren't going to score on me now, baby! I'm ninja! Ninja goalie!" Jesse yells making me just want to pelt him in the face with a ball.

The game continues fiercely and it seems like we're equally matched. But then I'm able to clear the ball to Finn and he gets a breakaway and scores a goal with an impressive scissor kick.

The momentum appears to be going in our favor when Artie steals the ball and I pass it to Finn. He starts getting attacked by other players while I yell that I'm open. He stubbornly keeps going, but stumbles and loses the ball. The other team takes this opportunity to hightail it down the field and score their own goal tying up the game.

"What's the matter with you man?" Artie pushed him. "Quinn was open!"

"Rather lose the goal then let him score?" Puck joined in.

"Shut up, man," Finn growled at them and ran off.

"Finn I know you're mad at me," I started when I caught up to him.

"Don't talk to me," Finn told me then shoved me away.

"I didn't do what you thought," I tell him getting in front of him to try and get him to listen.

"Get out of my face!" And he shoved me again a whistle was blown in the background but neither one of us noticed.

"Nothing is going on with me and Rachel!" Unfortunately. "When the game is over I'll explain everything. But for right now, you don't have to like me, but I'm your teammate, Ok? And I want to beat these guys. I have to beat these guys," I plead with Finn.

"Fellas," Jesse says running up to us. "If we're not disturbing you, we have a little soccer game we'd like to finish."

"Get back in the net man," Finn shoves Jesse redirecting his anger at him.

"Or what you gonna hit my fist with your face?" Jesse threatens shoving Finn back.

"Do you want to see me do it?" Finn question then grabs Jesse by the waist to body slam him into the ground. And the next thing I know all hell breaks lose and everybody is joining in on the fight.

"Finn stop it!" I yell trying to break him and Jesse apart.

"Ok break it up! Break it up!" Coach Sylvester reaches the guys and pulls them apart looking down at them intimidating. "Ok tough guys, you want to box? Get out of my stadium. Otherwise, get on with the game and that goes for the rest of you! Now go on and play some real soccer. You're like a bunch of girls!" She yells at everyone and stalks back to the sidelines knowing she's put everyone in their places.

"Quinton! Are you ok?" Rachel asks running up the field as we're walking back to our respective sidelines.

"No. Rachel not right now," I tell her a bit frustrated.

"Why don't you try and tell me how nothing is going on between you two," Finn practically growls when he passes us.

"There's nothing going on between me and Rachel." No matter how much I wish there was.

"What about last night?" Rachel asks looking at me in disbelief. God I wish that was me last night, but it was Quinton.

"I didn't lie to you Finn. I did, but not about this. Here's the truth. I'm a girl." As soon as the words are out of my mouth everybody stops to stare at me.

"I beg you pardon." Rachel asks me confused with a hint of something else in her voice. I knew she wouldn't be interested in me if she knew the truth.

"What? All right…what…that's just a little weird," Finn says not knowing what to make of the info he was just given.

"Ok, you know what? I can't do this anymore," I say suddenly tired of keeping up this lie. "Everybody. I have something I need to tell you. I'm not Quinton. I'm his sister Quinn." Just then the Carmel team plus the referee walk up to see what was going on.

"Wait, you're not Quinn," Finn says confused.

"Yes, I am."

"No, you're not. I know Quinn. I kissed Quinn."

"You kissed me," I tell him simply causing the guys around him to laugh.

"Wait! What are you talking about? I didn't….I didn't kiss you," Finn whisper yells the last part ashamed that I'm insinuating that he had a gay kiss.

I sigh and start peeling off my fake sideburn and eyebrows knowing this was the only way I could convince him. "The girls team at Carmel got cut. And the guys wouldn't let me go out for their team. So, I've been pretending to be my brother while he was in London for the past 2 weeks, so I could make the team and beat Carmel. But my brother came home early and that's who you saw kissing Rachel and that's who played the first half," I finish and take off my wig and get collective gasps from everyone expect from coach Sylvester who looked extremely unimpressed like she knew the whole time.

"Just because you wear a wig doesn't prove you're a girl," Finn tell me.

"Ok then," and I take a page out of Quinton's book and flash everyone my boobs.

"Quinn?" I hear Jesse squeak out.

"Ok. So does everyone understand?" I ask as I lower my shirt back down.

"I don't! Show them again!" I hear Puck yell, but I just ignore him.

"Wait a minute. If I kissed you brother then where is he?" Rachel asks not completely convinced I was telling the truth.

"Well he's probably halfway to China," Principal Schuester tells her. "He showed his Willis and Doodle-berries…."

"Present." Quinton runs up cutting him off.

"What the?" Artie says confused looking back and forth between the two of us baffled by our similarities. Apparently he wasn't the only one.

"Ok, this is freaking me out," Rachel say clearing disturbed trying to wrap her head around the situation.

We're all brought out of our thoughts when Jacob runs up and steals the megaphone from the pricipal. "Ladies and Gentleman. I hate to say 'I told you so' but…"Before he gets a chance to finish Mr. Schue grabs the megaphone and start pushing him away.

"See Finn, I didn't betray you," Even if I kind of wanted to, but you shouldn't have found out like this. "I'm sorry. This isn't how I wanted this to happen and I didn't want to hurt you, but I had to prove I was good enough. All I'm asking for is a chance, Finn?" I beg him. Knowing he was this thing holding the team together, and he didn't approve we wouldn't be able to win this.

He thinks for a minute before he finally starts talking. "It's just like coach tells us before every game: Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great (like me), some achieve greatness (also like me), and some have me shove my greatness upon them," Finn finishes. Only coach Sylvester would rewrite Shakespeare. "I think the best chance for us being great today is if you play," Finn finishes causing everyone to cheer loudly in agreement causing me to smile. Maybe these guys here aren't so bad.

"Yeah! Yeah! No!" Coach Tanaka yells. "No playing! You have to forfeit. There's no girls in this league. Here look at the manual,' He grabs it from the ref and hands it to the coach to which she promptly rips and shoves it back into the referees chest. Coach is badass!

"What manual?" She question and stares down Tanaka. "Listen here mouth breather. You're in McKinley, and we don't discriminate based on gender," She accentuates each word with a poke into his chest.

"All right. That's gonna bruise," Coach Tanaka says rubbing his chest. "Fine. If you think you can beat us with a girl on your team?"

"This should be fun," Jesse says cockily.

"Go," Coach Tanaka tells him pushing him back. "I get the last word, not you. Go!"

Coach Sylvester then winks at me making me think she might have known this whole time. "Ok team. Lets go. Kick. KILL!" Causing all of us to join in the yell and rush back on field.

Finn wins the drop all and passes it back to me. I then pass it up to Artie who passes to Puck to gets the momentum back up with a trick move flipping the ball into the air. He then passes to me, and I weave in and out through the defenders. Just as I make it to the goal, I'm slide tackled down, and the ref calls a red card on the guy giving me a penalty kick.

I get up assuring everyone I'm fine, and go up to the line to prepare for my kick. "And the penalty kick will decide the game," I vaguely hear the announcer say. I clear my head just concentrating on the ball and the net while Jesse is taunting me.

"Where are you going to kick it? Right here aren't you? I know you're going to kick it here. Am I in your head? I'm in you head. You see the goal getting smaller, and I'm getting bigger." I just continue to ignore him grateful I mastered the skill of blocking him out while we were dating. I grin at the thought and then I take my kick. The ball goes soaring to the top left hand corner, but Jesse is able to block it. Finn then heads the rebound, and I use the skills he taught me and jump kick it into the top right corner before Jesse can block it.

Everyone screams in celebration, and my team picks me up off the ground. I give Jesse a smug look while she complains. "That's not fair! That was a lucky shot. I never want to see you again. You suck!" Jesse screams at me. He always was a sore loser.

When the guys set me down I see Santana, Brittany, and Kurt rush over. "You did it Q!" Santana congratulates and gives me a hug. "You really showed those boys girls can kick ass on the field better then they can."

"You were so awesome!" Brittany tells me pulling me in for a hug too.

"I'm so proud of you," Kurt tells me pulling me in for a hug. "You just scored the game winning goal against Carmel what are you going to do?"

"Mom? Dad?" I say confused. Ignoring Kurt, and walk away from my friends to hug my parents. They actually came to one of my soccer games.

"That was really something," my dad says proudly.

"Thanks, Dad."

"You did all this to play soccer?"

"I told you it was important to me, Mom."

"If Quinn was here pretending to be you, where were you?" Dad asks Quinton when he joins us.

"Oh, we was um…." Where can I say he was so he doesn't get into trouble.

"Actually I was in London," Quinton tells them honestly. Idiot

"LONDON!" Our parents question.

"It was important to me," He says simply causing out parent to go on a triad of how unsafe that was.

"Hey!" I yell to get their attention wanting the arguing to end. "Why don't we go out to dinner as a family? Maybe tomorrow?" They seem to think it's a good idea and walk off making plans. I turn to Quinton and give him a huh, "Yay!" We totally got off the hook! I then notice Rachel walk up, and I release Quinton. Might as well get this over with. She deserves to be with the person she fell for. "There's someone I want you to officially meet," I grab hers and Quinton's hand, "Quinton Fabray. Rachel Berry, " and I place their hands together. Rachel smiles brightly at him before they walk away, and I know I've done the right thing. As long as she's happy.

I start to walk away when I'm stopped by the scene in front of me.

"Tina?"

"Artie?"

"I have something to say. I think you're…..amazing!" Artie says relieved. "And I'm not ashamed of it."

Tina stares at him for a second processing the information before she grins. "I know tricks," she informs him happily.

"Oh Tina!" Artie sighs out and they pull each other in for a really disturbing looking open-mouthed kiss. I walk away disgusted when I start hearing these weird moaning sounds. God they're almost as bad as Brittany and Santana when it comes to their PDA. I then look up and see Finn walking away, and know he's one more person I need to make amends to. But what could I do? I can't help him with Rachel because we both lost her to Quinton. So I leave the soccer field trying to think of a way to make it up to him.


Well one more chapter to go. Hope everyone has enjoyed the story.