A/N: First, thank you Tokala for your first review (: Even I don`t know where will this story go, haha.
So, here`s the Chapter 2, yaay, hope you guys enjoy it and Reviews are really appreciated (:
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"Yeah, Sebastian told me, you wanted to talk." Did she want to talk? Of course she did, she always wanted to talk with her dad. He meant everything to her. But about what should she talk with him now? Oh, right… Now she understood. 'I`m gonna kill him' she fought.

"Uh, yeah. I don`t know how to begin." Samantha shifted on her bed. "I got asked for something, and I promised to do this… of course if you agree on that" she added.
"And what is that?" her dad looked at her suspiciously.
"I got asked to transfer to McKinley High in Lima… Dad? are you okay?" she looked at him terrified, Robert Smythe turned pale and looked as if he had to get a heart attack soon.
"Yeah… I`m fine. I think. Why and who asked you to do this?"
"I`m sorry, Daddy, but I cannot tell you. Please, just let me do this. For only one year, I`ll be fine. Besides, you know I want to go back to cheerleading and the they got the Cheerios there! You know, the ones that won in Nationals. Please, I promised to do so, you`ve always told us to keep the promises."
"L-let me think about it, okay, sweetie?" he got up and kissed the top of her head. "Dinner`s ready"

Three weeks, 10 000$ and very awkward conversation in Principal`s office later Samantha Smythe was officially the William McKinley High School student.

September, first day of school

"Looking good, sister!" the brothers complimented her. She looked, shall we say, gorgeous. She wore a cobalt dress and the beige sweater-top on it. She spun around and winked at them.
"So let`s the 'Operation: Make The Hobbit Straight' begin." Sam wasn`t absolutely sure about what she was doing, but maybe she`d have fun in WMHS? She has to have fun somewhere for God`s sake!
'Okay, calm down, it`s not like it was the first time you are going to school.' Well, all of the schools she attended were private. Family tradition.
"Sammy, sweetie? Can we talk for a sec?" Robert asked.
"Yeah, sure, Daddy, I`ll grab my things"
She grabbed the keys, lunch bag and her school bag, kissed her brothers on the cheeks and went to the garage.
"Wish me luck guys! See ya!"
They both walked out of the kitchen and stood in the living room in an uncomfortable silence. Sam was the one who spoke
"Soo, you wanted to talk" She looked at her dad, smiling encouragingly. He didn`t smile back.
"Yeah, I`ve been thinking a lot lately, and I still don`t think this is a good idea. I`ve heard McKinley isn`t as safe as they claim it to be. I`m just worried."
She pulled his dad into a tight hug as she spoke "Dad, I`ll be fine, I promise. You don`t have to be worried. It`s just for a one year, and I`ll transfer for my Senior year back to Crawford. Unless I`d like to stay in Lima. Don`t worry Daddy, you have other things to be worried about, much more important than me."
Robert sighted as he kissed her hair "I`ll always be worried about the people I love. I just want to make sure you know what are you doing. You`ve been through so much, I don`t want to lose you again."
"You won`t, I promise. I love you, Daddy." And she pulled him out of the hug "I have to go, don`t want to be late." Samantha smiled.
"I love you too, darling." Although he smiled at her too, his eyes remained sad.

She headed straight to her Mini. This car was the apple of her eye. It may sound cheesy but this Mini was her first love. Living in Columbus made her drive all the way to Lima every day, but she didn`t complain. She loved driving the car. She turned the radio on and started to sing along to Top40 songs. One and half hour later she pulled on the school parking lot.
"Well, it`s not Crawford, hope everything will be `kay" Samantha murmured to herself. She got out of the car and headed straight into the secretary office to grab her schedule.
"Are you sure you don`t need anyone to show you around?" the middle-aged woman with a tragic hair cut asked for the hundredth time.
"Yes, I`m sure, thank you." girl answered coldly as she walked out of the office slightly annoyed.
Sam looked at her schedule. She had Maths in few minutes, but first she needed to find her locker.
"Number 394" Well that certainly made her day, she could hear Alan Rickman`s voice in her head saying 'Find the locker number 394, you pathetic fool.' The problem is, she couldn`t find it. This school was messed up. She approached some kid in a wheelchair.

"Hi, uh.. I`m new here and I can`t find my locker, could you help me?"
"Sure, let me see, 394, it`s on the other side of school. My name is Artie by the way."
"Samantha" She smiled as she shook his hand.
"So, what`s your first lesson?"
"Maths with Mr Holloway, is he okay?"
" You`re a Senior then" he smiled "He`s right after divorce, so better don`t piss him off."
"Junior, actually. I just attend almost all Senior classes, the program in Crawford was way harder than here."
"Oh, so you transferred from Crawford then. That`s… cool. Are you thinking about signing for some clubs?"
"Uh, yeah, I was thinking about Cheerios and some other ones... Are you in something?"she asked politely.
"I`m in Glee Club and in AV and some smaller ones…" he stopped "There it is, locker number 394."
"Thank you, I would`ve never found it." Glee Club, Glee Club, that sounded familiar. "Wait, are you in New Directions?"
He looked at her suspiciously and slowly nodded his head.
"Well I was thinking about joining it, but I`m not sure if I good enough.." Lie, she was excellent singer.
Artie`s eyes brightened "I`m sure you are, just let Mr. Schuester or Blaine know that you`ll be auditioning."
"Blaine… Blaine Anderson?"
"Yeah, he`s kind of our new leader. Do you know him?"
"Yes, I`ve heard of him, once or twice" Or thousand times. Sebastian was talking about him all day last year. Oh, she started missing him already.

The bell rang and she waved Artie goodbye and headed to her first class. She definitely hated the teacher. Just because she attended private school for her whole life doesn`t mean he can comment about the 'rich, spoiled kids wanting to laugh at the poor ones', right? When the bell rang for the period she stormed out of the class not even bothering if she took everything with her. First class and she was already pissed off.
"Hey, you forgot your phone" the short, Asian girl which seated behind Sam spoke and handed her phone "My name is Tina."
"Samantha. Thanks" She smiled.
"Don`t worry about him, his wife took anything after the divorce and he`s left with nothing, so he`s picking on the innocent kids. You`re new, right? Where did you transfer from? What is yours next class? Maybe we have something else together?"
The girl was talking too much for Sam`s taste, but she seemed nice. So, why not try to get some friends? What was her name, Tania?
"Wow, uhm.. Yes, I`m new, I`ve transferred from Crawford Country Day as Holloway nicely told the class." she told sarcastically and looked at her schedule "Spanish with Mr. Martinez, then free period, what about you, Tania?"
"Tina and I`ve got World History now. Hey! Smile, Mr. Martinez is super hot and nice." she winked at her.
"Sorry, I`m not good with the names." Samantha mumbled.
"That`s fine" the bell rang again "I gotta go, see you!"

Hoping her day will get better she slowly headed into the Spanish class. The teacher wasn`t there yet, even though Sam was couple minutes late. Teenager sighed in relief, getting detention for tardiness wasn`t in her plan. She spotted one free seat next to some guy. She recognized him- short, curly haired, obsessed with Brooks Brothers.
'Bingo!' Samantha thought as she approached the boy.

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