The girls had all been placed into their guardian homes and seemed to be adjusting well. But now that the weekend had ended it was time to move on to bigger steps. Their first day of high school as normal teenagers. This is their chance to start a new life. Even though they know the school is laced with agents and the girl's every move is being watched it still feels normal.

They had given each of the girl's their very own cars, clothes, cell phones, school schedules, fake licenses and a good luck from their guardians. What they were given was basic needs a teenager should possess. And as each of the girl's drove to school (they had taken driving lessons from the agents) and had for once chosen their own outfits.

'Santana' first day had a few bumpy starts like not knowing what outfit she should wear and she couldn't locate her homeroom. But she had smoothed out each problem she faced quite easily by taking a deep breath and clearing her mind. She arrived two minutes late to homeroom in dark wash jeans a tight red V-neck tee-shirt adorned with a black leather jacket with gold zippers. On her wrists were gold and black bangles that chimed every time she moved her hand. She liked her outfit they had first dressed her in but she wanted to make a statement on her first day. She wanted to be daring and flirty.

Finally she took her seat in homeroom and the teacher excused her since it was her first day. The older women rolled her eyes displeased with Santana's outfit choice. But she chose to disregard the older women who was obviously was jealous of Santana's flat stomach and rocking curves. She just smiled slyly to herself but couldn't help the little pull in her gut. Maybe she was acting so carelessly about her body because she was acting out. She didn't have Marcus anymore so what is the point?

But she lost the thought as a girl next to her tapped her shoulder. The girl had frizzy blonde tangles of hair curling wildly from her face. Her light blue almost grey eyes shined with joy. She out stretched her hand towards Santana smiling brightly. Santana smiled at the girl timidly and returned the favor by shaking her hand.

"My Name's Daisy Ryan, You're new here, right?" the girl asks as her natural curiosity bubbled inside her. Santana bobbed her head and smiled tightly.

"Yeah, I just got adopted from my foster home and got shipped here." The girl knit her brows together interested but Santana just waved it off. She didn't really know how to go into detail with the story the agents had told her to say if anyone asked. "But so far it kind of sucks. I mean the folks who adopted me are great and everything and super protective but I miss my family back at the foster home."

"Oh, sorry to hear that." The girl, Daisy said as she smiled at her with pity. But right then the bell rang and Daisy waved as she departed. "Catch ya, later!" she called out to Santana as she left.

So far, 'Rachel's' day had sucked. She had woken up to late due to the time difference here in the states. And had rushed to get dressed pulling on a pair of light washed jeans with a few mock rips in them. She tugged a cream and mint colored loose fitting striped sweater over her head. Then she hurriedly pulled on her uggs and wrapped her hair in a twisted bun. She couldn't help but to add cute little heart earrings. Then she ran out the door keys, purse, lunch, and book bag clutched in her hands.

She finally showed up in the middle of first period with a late pass. She handed it to the teacher as she discreetly slide into an open seat. The teacher glared at her with eyes that looked like they could pierce into you. The teacher was dressed in a fashion Rachel would label inappropriate. Her teacher wore a black high neckline dress with red heels, a red blazer, and bright red lips. She accessorized herself with bangles on her wrists and diamond earrings peeking out from her long black hair.

Rachel had never fully hated someone but something about this teacher just made her feel like something was off with her. Not something evil just something wrong. When the bell finally rang after she finished lecturing the class on Shakespeare Rachel couldn't wait to go to her next class. But the teacher called out to Rachel before she could make her escape.

The teacher just introduced herself and talked about what they would be doing over the course of the year. She just discussed the basics and when Rachel was allowed to slip back into the hallway she blew out a breathe that she hadn't realized she'd been holding in.

Simple and classy. That was the look 'Quinn" was going for. She put a lot of thought into this the night before her first day of school. She didn't want to look to overdressed she wanted just to blend in. In preparation Quinn had watched several teenage drama movies such as mean girls and the breakfast club. All high school settings with tons and tons of drama. She finally after hours of studying the films decided to be a wall flower. Because all the trouble comes to you when you become popular. And she definitely did not want that, all she wanted was true friends and adventure.

So Quinn opted for a slim pair of dark wash jeans that hugged her curves rather than strangled them. And she pulled on a simple v neck black tee shirt and then shrugged on a red sweatjacket. She slipped on a pair of high top nikes and pulled her hair back. She smiled happily because she thinks she succeeded in looking like an everyday teenager. Just to make it look slightly better she pushed black studs into her ears.

Later, She was just walking down the hallway when she caught the sight of a type of standard build boy with beautiful facial structures. His curly brown hair bounced with each sure step he made down the hallway towards her direction. When he saw her he smiled at her revealing perfect rows of teeth. His brown eyes glinted with happiness as he stared down at her. She was able to flash him a distracted smile before he continued on his way to class.

'Tina' sat down quietly in her homeroom. She had been the first person in her homeroom and there were only a few people dispersed about in the hallway. There was one cheerio with her head ducked in the hallway's trash can. She lurched forward and blenched some more. Tina thought about going over and rubbing comforting circles on the girl's back like how her sister had always done for her. But she kept traveling down the hallway. An tall Indian girl, gripping her stacks of binders and books tightly in her arms, smiled at Tina and complimented her outfit.

Tina smiled and thanked the girl and then smiled some more down at her outfit. She would rate her outfit a high eight or a low nine and she mentally high fived herself. Thanks to all the clothes the agency provided the girls with they had so many outfits to choose from. She wore a black dress that gracefully fell mid-thigh. She wore her black and pink converse sneakers. She glossed her nails in a shimmery black nail polish and smoothed a burgundy red colored lipstick across her lips. She tousled her hair into lose waves. Her black and pink hair looked awesome with her outfit. So yeah, you could say she approved highly of having the freedom of choosing her own outfit.

Tina was highly educated in Latin, Literature, Mathematics, World History, French, Religion, and Science. But that was with a private tutor and on her own terms. She never had homework except for the rare essay on a book she was assigned. But after her first day of high school you could say she was very overwhelmed. She had found her classes easily but the work was so much since she was in all advanced classes. She didn't have her own private teacher to work with her she had to share a teacher who had to focus all her attention on the class. So whenever she got lost in the lesson she didn't have the ability to slow down her tutor's lesson now she had to scribble down notes and try and listen very carefully.

So when she arrived 'home' she collapsed down on her bed. She cuddled herself into the blankets and timed her alarm to wake up in hour. Right now, all she needed was to go to sleep. And in an hour she'd wake up and finish her mountain of homework.

'Mercedes' could easily say she hated this place or that she loved it. But honestly, she just didn't really know what to think of this new beginning here. I mean sure decking out in skinny jeans and a cheetah print tee shirt was great and being able to go to school with other teenagers was amazing. But being so far away from her family made it feel like a part of her was missing. How could she be whole without a part of herself that meant the world to her?

So for the school day she just listened to the droning of lessons by her teachers and tuned out the meaningless chatter of her classmates. She tried not to think about her family so she really couldn't think about much. Whenever she tried to pay attention to her surroundings something always reminded her of her family.

So she would work on remembering her family in a way that didn't hurt her.

'Britney' was very bubbly when she woke up in the morning. She hummed as she prepared herself some blueberry pancakes and danced in the kitchen to some catchy song on the radio. Once she finished off three pancakes, a full glass of whole milk, one banana, and a mango yogurt she ran up the stairs to get dressed. She pulled out an oversized soft grey tee-shirt sweater and she wiggled into black jeans. She slipped into coral colored platform heels. She smiled as she looked at her outfit her smile only dimmed slightly when she went over to the mirror to style her hair. She straightened it and slide a quirky headband onto her head.

She would only describe school with two words boring and interesting. Boring; because of all the classes. She didn't really care for algebra and biology much. And interesting because of all the friends she made and the experiences. She made friends with a group of girl that called themselves cheerios. They wore matching uniforms were the skirts fluttered when they sashayed down the halls. They even asked Britney to join them in being a cheerleader (whatever that meant). Overall, her first day in school had been a success.

a/n; hey guys! Sorry for the wait! I hope you like it! These are the pairing I have assumed hat the majority favored:

Puck and Rachel

Quinn and Jesse

Tina and Mike

Mercedes and Sam

I'm trying to figure out whether or not to put Britney and Santana together because I am planning something different for the both of them in the end. But I can have them hook-up? Like both being confused about the men they left behind and afraid to love another guy being afraid of being torn from him again. I don't know tell me what you think! Thank you so much for your reviews! And I should update another chapter soon since I will be probably be home tomorrow since I injured my back.:/