This is a new story that I'm working on. This will be a crossover between Glee and The End Of The Fucking World. I don't own either series, characters nor places.

THIS STORY CONTAIN NON SEXUAL SPANKING AND AGE PLAY. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER EIGHTEEN.

Enjoy!

It has been one year.

One. Fucking. Year.

And maybe the worst year ever for Alyssa. By far. One year since she lost James and ended up in juvie, learned that her mother terminated her parental rights and that she was now a foster kid. After a six month detention for non-voluntary homicide, she ended up in a all-girls strict catholic group home until she hit eighteen.

Her birthday was today.

"Shit!"

Here she was, standing in front of a old school flat somewhere in suburbs London. It needed a good fixing and maybe a good cleaning as well. She could heard a couple arguing about tv and kids screaming for a toy. A stray cat ran past her followed by a dog.

Or a badger.

Once she entered inside, she put her duffel bag on the floor and quickly scanned the room.

"Happy fucking birthday to me."

There was a double bed with a small tv sitting on a wooden desk with a small fridge next to it. The bathroom was tiny and there was no door between the bedroom. No cupboard to put some stuff in it. The painting was beginning to peel off the walls and there was still some cans of beer and pizza leftovers on the ground. And only one light that slightly keep flickering.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Alyssa put her head in her hands and cried.

She was eighteen years old, living her horrible life, alone and grieving. She didn't know what to do. To where she could begin. The flat was own by the government but she's been told she would have to eventually get a job to pay rent by the end of the next three months.

Calming down a little, she began to unpack her bag when she caught sight of a porn magazine laying on the floor with an advertising for a strip club. Reading it closely, Alyssa noticed it was just a block from here. Taking her jacket, magazine in band, she walked out the door to find her job.

And that's it for now. Hope you enjoy this tiny sneak look at a new project that I really wanted to do over this sanitary situation. I know for those who were following my others two stories might think I'm gonna just abandon this one also but I'll try to promise to keep posting more in the future.

I am not forgetting our favorites women from Glee but ever since Naya died, I had a hard time wanting to keep writing story about her. I feel like I'm violating her by writing lewd things about her. This story will contain spanking and age play but in a non sexual way. You will get to see Brittana tho, don't worry!

On that note, see you soon!