WELCOME LOYAL READERS AND NEW-COMERS!

~A.N. Welcome to my newest installment of my Glee fanfic! I've been working on this for a while and thought it was interesting enough to share! This story will follow the general plot of season 2 of Gossip Girl but with only characters from Glee!

I do recommend reading the previous work in this series: 'Gossip Glee Girl' for everything that happened to the characters thus far! ENJOY!

Episode 1, Chapter 1:

Unlike the rest of us, sex, lies and scandal never take a vacation. Instead, they take the Long Island Expressway and head east. To the Hamptons. Some would say summer is their busiest season. Think Park Avenue. But with tennis whites and bain de soleil. The players change, but the game remains the same.

"I think you should go now."

"Come on, we haven't spent any time together all summer," Puck complained to the older brunette.

"I'm not kidding. This was a mistake."

"That's what you said last time," Puck attempted to distract with kisses on her shoulder. She shrugged him off and slid closer to the edge of the bed.

"It was a mistake then too," she replied and sat at the vanity in her black lingerie and steel grey thin robe. [3x07] She looked at herself pensively. "Isn't there someone else closer to your age that you'd rather...?"

"I'm not interested in anyone else," he said defensively.

Honestly, he'd spent the summer months chasing Shelby Corcoran to put his mind far away from the only other person who kept any part of his heart: Quinn Fabray. Once she told him she was heading back home to Ohio at the end of the wedding weekend, he'd made a fairly irrational decision to follow her. He had never asked about Shelby's family. She wasn't the type to keep photos of her kids around, so it took weeks before he discovered who she was. It bothered him for only about a minute before Puck processed the information and was still 100% enamored. She'd kicked him out of her home more than once insisting that she was done, but he just booked a room at a luxury hotel nearby and showed up again a day or two later.

Mr. Puckerman and his new wife, Carole Hudson-Hummel, spent most of the summer in Naples for an extended honeymoon. Finn went with his mom for the first couple of weeks and stuffed himself with all the wine and pasta he could before becoming bored and isolated. He missed out on so much this summer being apart from his brother, Kurt. He hoped the time would be good for him and allow him space to come into his own, but he wasn't so sure he learned anything about himself. He hoped the school year wouldn't be too fast for him to keep up.

Thankfully, he was able to return home for football training camp. He was in a perfect position to begin training as the new QB for the William McKinley team even though he was still an underclassmen.

Spotted: Quinn Fabray at Charles de Gaulle, homeward bound. What could possibly make Queen Quinn abandon France before Labor Day? We bet Noah Puckerman wants to know. Also spotted: Kurt Hummel on Cooper's Beach. Alone again.

Quinn carried a small travel purse on her arm as she waited in the open lobby of the airport. She wore a vintage bright blue sleeveless blouse and brightly patterned Hawaiian style maxi skirt. [Afternoon delight] She decided to leave a voicemail for Kurt.

"So, I'm at the airport, finally. I'm ready to get back to New York already. The summer was fabulous, and I'm feeling refreshed for the first time in months. I really hope you're not still moping on the beach. Oh, and I'm also bringing home a surprise, and thankfully, it isn't a Pekingese," she smirked confidently before hanging up her phone.

We've heard talk that things are heating up with Blaine Anderson. And where there's smoke, there's usually fire. But if that's the case, why has Blaine fallen right off our radar and Kurt is always sighted solo? Wonder what he'd do if he knew Lonely Boy wasn't so lonely anymore.

Blaine was thoroughly and completely obsessed with one person: Jeremiah.

The two had gone for coffee twice on two separate occasions. Blaine just knew that if the older boy knew how he felt about him, then they could be boyfriends. He was working on the perfect plan to win his heart. He needed something grand and bold. Nothing ordinary would do for the lush, dark blonde male who Blaine was crushing on.

Well, well, well, Lonely Boy. Maybe dating and dumping Kurt wasn't such a bad idea. Looks it's time to give you a new nickname. How about "playboy"?

Blaine hoped to escalate his romance with the older boy by inviting Jeremiah out to dinner after his last amusement park performance of the summer.

Blaine needed some summer employment to take his mind off of Kurt, who was interning in the city for Vogue magazine. He out-auditioned two other entertainers for the prized spot as an amusement park performer. He mostly did acapella and boyband numbers in a blue suit with red trimming. He worked hard two days a week since June. Although he would have loved to have some roadies, he didn't have a large fan mob stationed in the crowd for his performances, and unfortunately, the pay wasn't amazing, but it did give him an opportunity to perform. Blaine always loved being in the spotlight, so it was worth it, even when he sometimes had to sing louder than the screaming from a nearby roller coaster that passed almost directly above the small stage, which was set up in the 'Western' district of the theme park.

It was after a performance of his knock-out final number "Teenage Dream" that he received a business card from an agent taking his kids to the park. He was invited to perform again for a potential audition performance Saturday morning in the city.

As for Little J, looks like this summer has been all work and no play.

Rachel had the busiest summer of her life as she worked her tail off as a student of one, Cassandra July, the infamous dance instructor, whom Rachel had been accepted as student for a rigorous summer bootcamp offshoot of NYADA. She began the summer confident that if she could prove to Ms. July that she had what it takes, her problems would be solved. Unfortunately, Cassie was impossible and unmovable. She berated the young girl constantly and assured her that she would never be able to make it in the business regardless of her vocal range, adaptability, and musical theatre achievements to date. She may as well continue to be a nobody because she definitely would never impress her dance instructor in even a marginal way.

Puck adjusted his collar and the watch on his wrist. He'd dressed in a blue suit jacket and black trim with black pants. [Stop in the name of love] The truth was that all summer he was looking for someone to act as a distraction in his life. The only person he ever had eyes for and actual feelings for was Quinn, but she had rejected him enough times for him to know that he wasn't good enough for her and never would be. When she'd begun to show interest in him, he knew that he couldn't let anything start. It would only be a matter of time before she would see through his cool façade and be disgusted at the human underneath. There was no way he could let him ever be that vulnerable.

When Shelby kicked him out of her apartment for the final time, Puck knew he'd lost the last tie clinging him to the past. The summer was nearly over, and he'd have to seriously consider what step he wanted to take for the Fall. He didn't want to see Quinn with anyone else.

That was how he found himself with a bouquet waiting for the beautiful blonde as she made her debut into the Hamptons. Quinn wore a L. Erickson ¼" Ultracomfort Headband in 'Ink,' natural Anthropologie Summer Grass Belt, blue and white Rag & Bone Monterrey Dress, and brown Urban Outfitters Kimchi Blue Linen and Leather Lace-up boots. [Don't Stop] When he made eye contact with the pretty blonde as she stepped off the bus, she stared for a moment but barely acknowledged him. She spun into the arms of her handsome man in tow who gathered her extra summer bags.

It wasn't his fault that Quinn had come home with a new man. Time waits for no man.

Spotted: Puckerman waiting for the Jitney. A dozen roses in one hand, his heart in the other. You know what they say, a man is a good thing to come home for, but an even better thing to come home with. Ain't karma a bitch? We know Quinn Fabray is.

Quinn met Biff McIntosh while taking a much-needed vacation from the hot and humid NYC climate. The Hamptons could not thoroughly encompass how far away she wanted to be from the humdrum, especially after having put her heart on her sleeve for Puck to ignore her completely and disappear completely for the whole summer.

Biff was the kind of guy she knew she should be with. He was charming, handsome and responsible, not to mention that his family planted the first ever Macintosh apple orchard in Pennsylvania. Not only was he a student at Yale, but he was also the president of a secret society and Captain of the water polo team. She could not have crafted a better dream man if she had written up a list of his qualities herself. The only problem she was having that she could not ignore was that he knew nothing about her and did not seem too interested in learning.

She was not thrilled to tell him about her home and friends. She did not think she would be able to impress him with her stories, but she was a bit more concerned that he never asked her about those things. More puzzling was the fact that he could talk about himself for most of the day. It didn't strike her as a red flag yet, and she was sure their relationship would only grow the longer they spent together. She brought him home to lock him down. This was what she needed.

Quinn had a plan to meet Kurt in the garden the next day. She dressed in a golden yellow Calvin Klein Ruched Dot dress. [Halo] Her childhood best friend was thoroughly cocooned in a white Armor Lux 'Dutch Breton' striped red and blue line shirt under an oversized umbrella so as not to burn his porcelain skin in the hot Long Island sun. [3x03] He wore sunglasses to block more of the light. She giggled as his apparent misery.

"We could have just met inside if I knew you'd be like this."

"Like what?" he asked curiously, unaware of his ridiculousness.

Quinn had enough stories to fill an afternoon, but she grasped from his responses that Kurt had pretty much gone solo all summer, and she needed to know more.

"Are you telling me you didn't meet anyone? Like no one?" she sputtered.

"I don't know. I just wasn't ready or interested in getting involved with someone, at all. The wound is still too fresh. I still miss him," he said despairingly.

Blaine was the obvious "him" still on Kurt's mind. After they'd broken up, he'd been scared to open himself up again. Blaine was right. He'd kept so many secrets and ignored the truth at every opportunity he could. He'd expected his complicated relationships with Sebastian Smythe and Dave Karofsky to remain in the past, but when they came knocking, Kurt couldn't deny them. Blaine was right about him. He deserved the cold shoulder. He couldn't turn over a new leaf without accepting every part of himself, the good with the bad.

"Well as long as you keep trying to put him from your mind," she sighed piteously.

"Easy for you to say, Miss-I'm-completely-over-Puck-which-is-why-I-brought-this-random-dude-home-to-the-Hamptons," Kurt mocked. "You know you just brought him to make him jealous."

"I didn't do that. Biff and I actually connected."

"He's a douche, Quinn. I spent five minutes talking to him, and he asked about my feelings about gay pride and how brave I was. It was performative and insulting."

"He's just misunderstood. I'm telling you. You just don't know him yet. When you get to know him more, you'll see he's great," she said reassuring mostly just herself. Kurt rolled his eyes. Quinn got back on the defensive.

"So, what have you been doing to stay busy? You made any friends? Did anything social at all?" she asked. Kurt shrunk, uncomfortable about how he might be able to answer her question honestly without it becoming an issue.

"Actually, I did get to know someone a bit better."

"Oh really," Quinn asked distractedly as she looked down at her hem. "I didn't realize there was anyone left in the city worth talking to. Who is it?"

Kurt shifted his napkin on his lap.

"Oh, um, Rachel," he whispered, hoping it would miss her ears.

She looked up at him furious.

"Excuse me, I must be losing my hearing because it sounds like you just named the dwarf, who I nearly forgot existed until you rudely brought her up."

"Come on, what more can you have against her? Didn't I see you dancing together at my mother's wedding reception?" Kurt asked.

"One night is not enough. She's a pest who won't. go. away. It seemed easier to let her in rather than constantly call an exterminator but considering my rejuvenating summer I was planning to double my attempts at removing her completely from the social hierarchy. What do you two even have in common anyway? She has the style of billy goat," she asked. She thought for a moment, "...Blaine?"

"No! No, we do not talk about him, at all. I don't even want to know what he's up to. I'm thankful Gossip Girl hasn't made a peep. It's better to know nothing than hear that he's met someone else or he's—" he cut himself off. "Rachel is currently a student of Crazy July, and she needed someone to kind of be in the struggle with her."

"Whatever cross you decide to bear is your own business. You know where my opinion falls," she said coldly.

Her distain for Rachel was enough to sustain her for years. Lil R had buggered her way into the inner circle, and while she hazed her to no end, it seemed as if she actually found a place in high society. Even her own clique had grown to like the obnoxious and annoying little sprite enough to invite her to events and consider her one of their own. Although she transplanted herself into the UES, she was raised in Brooklyn, a fact that Quinn couldn't just ignore. She couldn't get rid of her, and at this point, the likelihood of Rachel vanishing was getting grimmer by the day. She had too many footholds. Even before this newfound friendship between Kurt and Rachel, her brother Blaine had been dating Kurt for most of the year. And B was possibly the only person Kurt ever truly loved. It made it particularly difficult to plot a world-crushing plan against the chipper brunette when she had a familial tie to Q's best friend.

Then, of course, there was the whole issue of Rachel and Finn being the most consistent couple in their freshman year of high school. She could never do anything to harm Finn because he was Kurt's brother, and there were unspoken feelings there that she preferred to bury deep. It's not like anything ever happening between them was practical. While it would be sure to wipe the grin of Rachel's face, she knew it wouldn't be fair to use Finn as sport, not when they could actually be something special.

Quinn, however, was done with high school boys. The cycles she found herself in seemed endless. She'd clung to Sam for three quarters of the year, but they were finally through, and she'd spent the final quarter of the school year ignoring her budding feelings for his best friend, Puck, which completely blew up in her face and almost cost her crown. If she could make this Biff thing work, she might finally be on a path that did not lead to any more childish mistakes. She was ready and had outgrown all the played-out drama.

Quinn wasn't done regaling Kurt with memories of her trip. They'd just gone for fresh fruit smoothies before heading into the air conditioner for a bit when they bumped into Sam and Puck walking down to the beach.

Sam had spent the summer mostly alone. Puck left New York right after the wedding. Finn had football practice nearly every day when he was back from his family trip. With Puck and Finn out of the picture, Sam was left to his own devices. He visited his siblings for the Fourth of July in the home he gave to their mother in Riverdale, which was the only highlight of the summer. Stacey and Stevie looked up to him in a way he never experienced at home with his mother, renowned drunk, April Rhodes, and his conman father, Sandy Ryerson, who'd been on trial and in jail for his illegal drug business, embezzlement, tax evasion and fraud.

Part of the reason he raced away from home was the constant stream of interrogation and pressure from the legal components of his father's case. This summer had taken a new turn as he and his mother were kicked out of their NYC home as the bank collected their financial assets. She'd hurried home to her family members vacationing in the Hamptons to house her and ensure she maintained her lifestyle and socialite profile for at least one more summer. Sam gathered a bag of his stuff and backpacked to Kentucky figuring he could embody, Jack Kerouac, one of his idols and author of 'On the Road.' He'd returned just in time for the final White Party of the summer at the request of Puck who finally got in touch with him. He had just started to tell Puck about his trials as they headed to the beach.

Puck immediately spotted Quinn and Kurt.

"Look who it is! Kurt & Q," he said not giving her the satisfaction of saying her name.

"Hey, good to see you!" Sam said pleasantly. Kurt noticed that he looked like he changed. Something in Sam's eyes seemed older and matured.

"Charmed," Quinn responded with her usual bitchiness before grabbing Kurt's arms to leave. Puck interrupted. Kurt knew he didn't want to be a part of this confrontation and weaseled himself out of Quinn's grip. He took a step closer to Sam.

"How have you been?" Kurt said taking him away from the other two. Puck wasted no time.

"So, who's that guy I saw you with last night?"

"Subtle, Puck, real subtle," she replied annoyed. Puck raised his brows mischievously. He knew she wanted to brag and make him jealous; it was classic Quinn. "Biff McIntosh. He's a college man, devilishly handsome, and wildly respected," her light airy voice controlled.

"I'm sure he's the perfect guy for you," he retorted.

"He is," she said matter-of-factly.

"I don't doubt it. Good luck," he said walking away and taking Sam with him.

Quinn scoffed. Kurt saw her and tried to hold back his shock. She did not expect that to happen.

~A.N. WELCOME LOYAL READERS AND NEW-COMERS! Next chapter, we will see all your favorite characters at the Hampton's White Party.. please comment your favorite character or what you're most excited to see in this Season 2 fic!