Santana was no angel. That was obvious, the thing that people didn't know was just how bad she was. People who knew about the things she did would believe she was something of the adrenalin junkie sort. She'd been arrested multiple times, she even went to juvie for a while and was involved in gang activity. But she was just trying to survive, the only way one could in Lima Heights.

Glee, her favourite part of the day even though she would never admit it.

She was putting away her books in her locker, she glanced at her watch. "Fuck I'm late for glee" she mumbled to herself. She hurriedly slammed her locker shut and power walked to the choir room. Everyone was already there, she opened the door and stepped inside.

Santana just stood still in disbelief when she saw who was stood there at the front with Mr Schue.

There was a police officer, around the age of 40, dressed in uniform. His hair neatly styles and cut with hints of grey coming through. He was tall, with muscly arms holding onto the shoulder of a tall boy. The boy, who was Hispanic, had jet black hair slicked back. He was good looking with a sharp jawline, a scar on this eyebrow and lip. He had multiple rings on and a gold chain hanging around his neck. He was wearing a black tank top and a pair of blue jeans.

"Thank you for joining us Santana, Officer Mendes was just explaining that this young man will be joining us as part of his parole, learning how to be civilized through the gift of music" Mr Schue explained with a smile on his face

"oh my god" The young man lifted his hands that were shackled together by handcuffs. "Hey Spitfire"

Santana visibly flinched at the nickname.

"You know what this isn't going to work out with Santana here as well, I'm sorry for wasting your time" Mendes sighed holding on to the handcuffed boys back.

"I'm sorry, what is going on?" Rachel asked in confusion

"These two" Mendes said gesturing to Santana and the boy "have a history, they've both been arrested so much I would recognise them a mile away, I see these two more than my kids. They are usually arrested together"

Santana crossed her arms across her chest.

"They even both landed time in juvie for something they did together, that's why it is best if Hunter did community service somewhere else"

"We'll behave. Won't we Ana" Hunter pleaded nodding at Santana and winking.

"I don't want you here, Hunter"

Mendes's radio beeped and started vibrating.

"Okay fine"

she walked and sat at the back of the choir room.

"any problems call me; Santana and Hunter have my work number"

Mendes Said to Mr Schue while unlocking Hunters handcuff and escorting him to a seat on the opposite side of the room to Santana.

"Be good, because you know what will happen if you misbehave" officer Mendes started

"I will personally make sure that it will go on your record and you will be harshly punished and put away for a long time" Santana and Hunter said in unison making fun of Officer Mendes

Officer Mendes opened his mouth to scold them but Hunter spoke first "sorry, old habits die hard, oh hey Ana remember that old habit that we used to do?"

"shut your mouth before I make you" Santana growled

"well you know what they say, it dies hard"

Mendes sighed "I'm leaving now" He turned around and left.

"okay, how about to get started someone explains to Hunter here why music is so important to them, while I go get some sheet music from my car"

Rachel's hand shot up "okay Rachel you have the floor"

Mr Schue left the room, and Rachel stood up. "The reason music is important to me is because it's a great form on communication and- "

Finn stood up and walked to the front of the room next to Rachel. "Sorry to interrupt Rach, but I think this time away from Mr Schue would be better spent getting to know Hunter and introducing everyone"

everyone nodded in agreement except Brittany and Santana.

"I'm Finn, this is Rachel, we're kind of the leads around here" Finn said smirking

"Hi, I'm Tina, this is my boyfriend Mike"

"Kurt and Blaine, they're dating"

"Sam and Quinn are sort of dating"

"Artie, Puck, Mercedes, Britt and Sugar" Finn explained pointing around the room "and you already seem to know Santana"

Artie turned his chair more towards Hunter and asked sheepishly "yeah, umm, how is that?"

Hunter smirked and turned to look at Santana "let's just say we're old friends"

"first of all, don't look at me, don't speak to me and don't breathe near me" Santana hissed "and second, we aren't friends and never will be ever again"

Hunter nodded "so, what do you wanna know about me?"

"why are you here for community service, what did you do?" Puck asked

"it was all a misunderstanding"

"no, it wasn't" Santana said

How dare he, she thought. Everything that happened was his fault, hers a little too but mainly just him. She had been blamed enough. It was his turn now.

"you really wanna play this game Ana"

She couldn't believe this was happen. She didn't know what to do. Stay calm, don't make a scene she thought.

"no" she answered submissively, which confused Hunter, this wasn't the fiery girl he knew. They're time apart had done more damage than he thought.