By the time Monday had rolled back around Georgie was ready for another weekend. She'd felt like it had all been non-stop for days now and her energy was running low.

After Santana's mom had arrived home, they'd ordered pizza and ate that together while Mari told them stories that she'd acquired while on her trip to Pennsylvania. Something about the way she told the stories had ended up with both Georgie and Santana crying with laughter by the end. Once they'd finished, Georgie had headed up to Santana's room to give the mother and daughter some privacy for a while and she'd started to watch a movie on her laptop that she had made sure to bring with her when she went home earlier that day.

Around half way through, Santana had wandered into the room looking tired and settled herself down on the other side of the bed, leaning into Georgie slightly to see what she was watching. They'd ended up finishing the rest of the movie together and then falling asleep still in their slouched but sat up positions, resulting in both of them being extremely stiff the next day.

Sunday, for Georgie was spent looking for a job. There was no way she was getting any money from either of her parents, so she'd decided it was time to knuckle down and find herself something. She quickly found out that employers weren't exactly big fans of teenagers who already had a criminal conviction. Shop after shop that she went into, Georgie was turned away as soon as they took a look at her CV. Just as she was ready to give up, she was walking by an Auto-repair shop and she'd decided to try one last time. When she'd walked in and asked about a job, the guy Burt, laughed a little and tried to trick her by giving her a small test. He'd shown her a car engine and asked her what was wrong with it. Immediately she knew and began to list one by one the many problems that this engine had starting off with the fact that a small chunk of it wasn't even there. He'd been so impressed that he'd offered her the job right there and then.

Santana had given her a ride to school on the Monday since her truck was still at her mom's house. The more time that Georgie spent with Santana, the more things that she was learning about her. Including the fact that she drove like a Grandma. Georgie was beginning to become impatient, and turned her head to look at Santana as she drove.

"What?" Santana asked as she noticed Georgie staring at her.

Georgie sighed and pulled her eyes away from Santana and back to the front. "You drive slower than my Grandma. And she's dead." She deadpanned.

It was clear to see that Santana was trying her best to not laugh at the comment and keep her face neutral. Eventually however, after a few seconds of trying, she let out a loud laugh, not being able to keep it in any longer. " It's a little thing called road safety. I don't know if you've heard of it." Santana shot back playfully, her eyes still focused on the road.

"Oh please, considering the speed you're going, you might as well take your foot off the accelerator and we could roll the rest of the way and still get there quicker." Georgie quipped with a roll of her eyes.

"You can get out if you want." Santana replied, turning her head to look at Georgie as the stopped at a traffic light.

Georgie shrunk back in her seat thinking of the thirty-minute walk that would be ahead of her if she did. "I'm good thanks." She said quickly.

Santana made a 'mm hmm' noise in agreement. "That's what I thought. Now shut up, and let me drive."

When they'd finally pulled up in the lot and gotten out of the car, Santana in her usual cheerleading uniform and Georgie clad in a baggy band t-shirt that went down to her mid-thigh, fishnet tights, combat boots, and with her hair thrown up into a messy ponytail, it was safe to say they'd received a fair few stares from horny high school kids between the pair of them.

As they walked down the hall towards their lockers, Georgie heard a wolf whistle coming from behind her. She was going to ignore it and carry on, but Santana stopped in her tracks the minute it happened and headed straight towards two big, burly guys wearing letterman jackets and leaning against the lockers, smirking at them. Once she'd gotten there, she stood opposite them and put on a fake smile. For a second, Georgie thought she was going to start a friendly conversation with them, but she was wrong. Very wrong.

"Listen to me you two balls of lard. And do not say anything until I am finished. Understood? Great. Now, if you ever do that again. Not just to me. Not just to my friend Georgie over here, "She motioned over to where Georgie was stood smirking next to her. "But to anyone in this sorry place, you can be sure to count on the fact that you will spend the rest of your days until you inevitably have a heart attack and croak, without a dick. You know why? Don't answer that, I'm going to tell you why. Because if I see you or even hear a whisper that either of you have done that again, I can promise you that I will personally, cut them off." She turned and walked down the hall as if it had never happened.

Georgie stood watching as she went, slightly scared, slightly impressed and incredibly turned on.

When the bell for lunch finally went, Georgie sprung out of her seat and raced down to the cafeteria. Already it was flooding with people and Georgie had a hard time looking through the crowds for the table that she usually sat at. Once she'd found it she pushed through some people and sat herself down in-between Sam and Quinn. Quinn had been nice to her ever since they'd first met on Georgie's third day when Mike had first invited her to sit with them. Something that was apparently unheard of, however the same could have been said for Santana. Georgie had never been one to naturally get along with the 'popular girls' but this time it was different. Everything about this high school was different from the ones she'd been to before, and Georgie could see herself sticking around at this one for a while longer.

Everyone was immersed in their own conversations and Georgie was finding it hard keeping up with all of them. Being around this many people on a regular basis was not something Georgie was used to just yet. Instead she pulled out some left-over pasta that Mari had made the night before for dinner and started up a conversation with Quinn about how she dealt with being pregnant at sixteen.

She let out a quiet groan as she took the first bite of the pasta. One thing that she had found out that she loved about Santana's mom was her cooking. The pasta had been delicious and she and Santana had almost had their first fight when they were deciding who would take the leftovers. Eventually Georgie won, of course, because she'd reminded Santana of the strict 'diet' that the cheerios were meant to follow. Grudgingly, Santana had agreed and had brought a salad instead.

When the bell rang again to signal the end of lunch, Georgie slung her rucksack over her shoulder and started to head towards her next class. A soft hand belonging to the one Santana Lopez grabbed her forearm in an attempt to stop Georgie walking. "Hey, you okay?" Georgie asked confused.

Santana smiled and nodded." Yeah, it's just I forgot to tell you I've got Glee club tonight and probably on Wednesday as well so I can't give you a ride home."

"Oh okay. I've got work tonight anyway so I'll just walk there from here." She supplied with a shrug. Santana nodded agreeing.

"What time do you finish?" She asked as they began walking down the hall again so not to be late to their classes. "Do you need me to come get you after?"

"Eight I think, so yeah that would be great thanks. I'll go home and get my truck at some point so you don't need to drive me about," Georgie laughed, feeling slightly embarrassed. "I'll try and talk to my mom as well. It's not fair on you to have to keep me at your house."

Santana smiled sadly at Georgie. "You don't have to do that. If you don't want to go home then don't. My mom adores you and I really don't mind sharing," She stopped outside a classroom, and Georgie guessed it was where her class was."I'll pick you up at eight." She finished as she turned towards the room and opened the door.

"See you later." Georgie muttered with a wave. The second the door shut, the bell rung and Georgie knew she was already late to her class. Deciding she could skip just one, she gathered some clothes she kept for dancing out of her locker and made her way over to the dance studio to let off some steam.

She spent the rest of the afternoon in there, flitting between different dance styles and practicing moves she had gotten a little rusty at. By the end of the day she was sweating, but decided to skip the showers since she was going to carry on getting sweaty and greasy for the rest of the night anyway.

"Oh crap." Georgie swore to herself as she stared up at the ceiling of the guidance office. She was in one of her assigned weekly appointments with the guidance counselor, Miss Pillsbury, when she realized that she'd forgotten to get her truck from her mom's house.

Miss Pillsbury coughed in disapproval. "As much as I am glad to hear you say something Georgie, can you please not swear in my office." She asked politely. Georgie, from her place sprawled across two chairs so that she was laying down with her feet hanging on off one side, turned her head to look at Miss Pillsbury and rolled her eyes.

"Look Emma I'm sorry, it's just that-"Georgie began.

"Miss Pillsbury please." The other woman corrected.

Georgie rolled her eyes once again and carried on. "It's just that forgot to go and get my truck from my mom's. Do you know what this means? I am going to have to sit through a whole... what do they call it? Lesson? Session? Whatever, of Glee Club." She groaned and sat up in the chair.

"You do? Well that's great! My boyfriend Carl has been in there this week helping a few of them out with their dental hygiene. Isn't that wonderful of him?" Miss Pillsbury gushed at the news, as she stared off into the distance probably fantasizing about the guy.

Georgie cringed. "Wonderful," She repeated nodding her head sarcastically. "Wait, he's the hot one that Santana was talking about?"

"Probably. He is very..." Miss Pillsbury trailed off, seeming very dazed just at the thought of him.

"Hot?" Georgie finished, her eyebrows raised at the other woman. "Oh Emma-"

"Miss Pillsbury please. "Miss Pillsbury pressed, suddenly out of her daze.

"You really gotta get on that man." Georgie grinned, winking at her and ignoring her yet again.

"Okay we're done for the day," Miss Pillsbury blurted out, suddenly looking uncomfortable and standing up from her seat." Have this," She handed Georgie a pamphlet reading 'Young and full of too much fun?'. " And I will see you next week." She practically pushed Georgie out of her office, except she didn't touch her once.

Georgie looked at the pamphlet once more, frowning at the tag line on the top, before she stuffed it into her bag. She began to wander down the hall, not knowing what to do now as her session had finished early. She was about to go and sit outside when a loud voice called out, making her stop and turn around.

"You! Other Hudson get yourself over here now!" A woman in a full tracksuit and short blonde hair was waving her hand over signaling at Georgie to go over. From the things she'd heard, Georgie guessed that this was Sue Sylvester, the Cheerios coach. When she reached the office, Sue was already sat back at her desk, one weight in each hand.

" Sit down," She commanded, pointing one of the weights at a seat opposite her. Georgie did as she was told. " Now," She began again. " When I found out that there was another Huson in the school, I'm not going to lie, I looked for you in the lunch que first assuming that's where you would be. I know Finn, and despite being the quarterback, I am fully aware likes to pack in a few sandwiches at least four times a day. He inhales them, have you seen it? It's something quite special. I'm almost sure he could go up against The Beiste," Georgie frowned slightly, what the hell was going on? "Anyway," Sue continued. "Imagine my shock when I found out that not only is your body in perfect condition, but you also happen to be making several of my attention seeking, half-witted cheerios shake with rage every time they see you out of jealousy because of your also perfect features."

Georgie was confused now. She had heard several stories of people leaving this office crying after facing the wrath that is Sue Sylvester, but ever since she'd stepped foot into this office, she'd done nothing but insult everyone else but Georgie. "Uh, thank you," Georgie replied, uncertain on what she should be saying. "Why did you call me in here, may I ask?" She finished as she looked about the decorated office.

Sue smirked. " Ah yes, well that was it. Now that I have met you, I can tell people in full confidence how you told me that you based your look around a young Sue Sylvester."

"But I don't base-" Georgie tried to say.

"Of course, you do. Rewind time to five years ago and my twenty-two-year-old self would be sitting opposite you and people wouldn't have been able to tell us apart.

Georgie's eyebrows scrunched up at the woman's words. "Right, okay. Well thanks I guess." She said as she stood up.

Sue stood up at the same time as Georgie did and rushed around her desk. "Of course," She said as she opened the door for Georgie. " You are welcome in here anytime."

Georgie, more confused than she'd ever been walked slowly out of the office not entirely sure what had just happened. She had an admirer it seemed.

At the end of the day, Georgie found herself being reluctantly dragged by Santana into the choir room. "Look," Santana said, stopping and turning to face her. "If I can spend several hours every week in this room then I'm sure you will manage one time." Georgie laughed, rolling her eyes playfully.

"Fine, but if there are no fist fights or arguments within the first ten minutes then I'm leaving." She said semiserious as she followed Santana further into the room. She looked over to where Finn was sitting in the middle of the room practically drooling as he nodded off in his chair like an old man." Well, this is fun." She muttered to herself as several pairs of eyes followed her movements

"Shut up and sit down." Santana laughed as she patted the chair to her right.

From the second Mr. Schuester walked cheerily in and began rambling on about some famous guy Georgie began to feel herself lose focus on what he was saying. It appeared though, that most of the other people in the room felt the same as Georgie. Apparently, none of them were too interested in what he had to say that day. Only when the bell rang loudly did those that were falling asleep like Finn, suddenly jerk awake.

"Making Christopher Cross a Golden Globe, Oscar and five-time Grammy award winner." Mr. Schue finished as he turned back around to face the group. Brittany, who was on the other side of Santana quickly raised her hand.

"Brittany?" Mr. Schue said looking at her.

"I would just like to say that from now on I demand to have every solo in Glee Club" She said simply, looking across the room to Rachel who looked like she was about to have an aneurism. Georgie snorted quietly, glad that something semi-interesting was now happening.

"What?" Mr. Schue said looking confused.

"When I had my teeth cleaned," Brittany began again. "I had the most amazing Britney Spears fantasy. I sang and danced better than her. Now I realize what a powerful woman I truly am." Everybody, including Georgie was looking at Brittany with bemused expressions on their faces wondering how this had happened.

Santana also began to speak, drawing Georgie's attention even further to the conversation. " I went with her and I had a Britney fantasy too," She nodded, supporting Brittany's statement. Georgie thought back to the previous night when Santana told her she was going to the dentist that night but only for the anesthesia. That conversation made much more sense now. "Although now that I'm thinking about it," She frowned looking over to Brittany. "I'm not really sure how our fantasies combined."

"That doesn't make any sense-" Georgie said, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"See Mr. Schue I told you," Kurt cut in. The man upfront began to look impatient. "Britney Spears busted our Britt out of her everyday fragmented haze of confusion, and gave her the confidence to step up and perform."

"I'm more talented than all of you, I see that clearly now," Brittany supplied quietly. "It's Britney... bitch." She finished finally, making Georgie shake silently with laughter.

"Guys!" Mr. Schue said, his voice slightly raised. "We're not doing Britney Speares and that's that." He moved to turn back around to the board when Kurt started again.

"Mr. Schue, you are letting your own personal issues get in the way of something that we are all telling you we really want to do," Kurt pressed, gaining some nods in agreement from some other members. "I mean this club regularly pays tribute to Pop Culture and Britney Spears is Pop Culture to suggest otherwise is-"

"Kurt!" Mr. Schue shouted loudly. Everyone's heads snapped over to where he was stood at the front." I'm done talking about this!"

"Jeeze, let loose a little would you! Stop being so freaking uptight all the time!" Kurt shouted back, leaning back in his chair once he'd finished. An awkward silence filled the room. Georgie could see that everyone was shocked by their wide-open mouths. Santana next to her, had moved one had onto Georgie's forearm and the other hand was raised up in the air near Brittany. She was clearly just as shocked as everyone else in the room.

"Now this," Georgie whispered, leaning into Santana with a grin on her face." Is what I'm talking about." The hand that was on Georgie's forearm let go and slapped her lightly where it had just been indicating this was not the time to be making jokes.

"Kurt. I'll see you in the principal's office." Mr. Schue said calmly, pointing to the door.

"Uh oh." Georgie said aloud as Kurt gathered up his bag and stormed out the room.

As soon as he left, everyone began talking in hushed voices about what had just happened. Georgie who was over the moon at the fact that she'd gotten exactly what she wanted turned to face Santana and let out a loud laugh. "That was fucking awesome. Is it always like this?" She asked, eager to see if this could become a regular source of entertainment for her.

"Ugh no, I wish." Santana replied bitterly. "Normally it's just Berry and your brother prancing around up front while we all sway in the background."

Georgie frowned. "What's the point in coming then?" She asked, genuinely curious. Santana sighed and looked about the room to make sure no one was listening. Brittany had already wandered off to the other side of the room and was talking to Mercedes meaning the two were out of earshot from everybody.

"Okay, don't tell anyone I said this but I kind of love it," She muttered quietly so only Georgie could hear. "You know how you just have that one thing that you love doing so much that you would just take any chance you can get to do it? That's what Glee Club is for me. It gives me the opportunity to do what I love the most and look hot as hell doing it." She finished with a shrug, and looked up to see Georgie smiling at her with warm eyes.

"Yeah, I get it." Georgie replied simply, thinking about her dancing. She would take any chance she could to dance no matter where she was just because she loved it so much. Hearing Santana talk about something so passionately made something stir within Georgie. More than ever she felt herself drawn towards Santana and the control that she had on it was beginning to dwindle.

"Admit it." Santana said to Georgie as they made their way through the parking lot.

Georgie sighed and rolled her eyes."Okay the first half was fine," She said, raising her hands in a surrendering motion."I gotta say, that little spat between Mr. Schue and Kurt was quite the piece of entertainment and no offence but nothing happens in this place so to see that was a treat. Before that, the most exciting thing that I've seen happen since I got here is an old lady slipping over on a grape in the grocery store the other day."

The two reached Santana's car and she pressed the button on her keys, unlocking it for the two. As they climbed in, Santana shook her head. "I cannot believe Lady Hummel did that. I mean if there was anything he was going to get into an argument with a teacher about it would be that. That or something to do with the awful bowties that he insists on wearing." She started up the car and moved out of the parking lot.

Georgie chuckled and pulled her phone out of her back pocket to check it. Her heart dropped as she noticed that she had a message from a guy that she had known earlier that year in one of her other schools. It was just a simple 'Call me now.'. She stared at the message debating on whether to ring the guy or not. She hadn't known him very well but they'd hooked up a couple of times and she'd got high with him and his group of friends a lot while she was there. Things had ended pretty badly however. He'd been the guy she was arguing with the night she'd thrown the brick at the shop widow that resulted in her arrest. She hadn't spoken to him since.

"Shit." She muttered to herself. She really could have done with never hearing from this guy again.

Santana moved her head slightly to look at Georgie. " What's up?" She asked as they pulled into her drive.

"Nothing. It's not important." Georgie said shaking her head as she got out the car. Santana nodded, not thinking anymore of it.

That night all Georgie could think about was the message in her phone. Why did he need her? After that night all those weeks ago, why now? Santana was studying in her room and her Mom was in the living room so Georgie had a moment to herself. She stepped out the backdoor into the garden shutting the door behind her and sat on the step that lead down. Taking a breath, she pressed the call button and put her phone to her ear instinctively biting her nails as she did.

"Hello?" A gruff voice spoke through the speakers.

Georgie felt her blood run cold at the familiar voice "What the fuck do you want Vince?"

"Georgie!" Vince answered with a laugh. "Pleasant as always. You haven't changed I see."

"Answer the fucking question. I don't have time for your crap anymore." Georgie snapped.

"What? I can't catch up with an old friend?"

"Old friend? You're kidding right? Old friends don't leave each other to get arrested Vince!" Her voice rose as she spoke but quickly remembered that Santana's mom was just behind the doors so she quietened down.

"You're still on that? Get over it Georgie, shit happens." He sighed. Georgie's eyes narrowed at his words.

"You are unbelievable."

"So, I've been told many times." He smirked.

"What you do want?" She repeated, getting impatient now. She checked behind her to make sure no one was listening in.

"Nates angry," He said simply." With you. You were part of this gang and you just left. You know you can't do that. I'm helping you out here Georgie. When you left you owed him some money, right? Give it back and you might get off lightly since he always liked you, and do it soon or things are goanna get a lot worse." Georgie had stood up at some point as anger flared up inside her.

"I had no choice but to leave and you know that. If Nate wants his money then fine but I'm out. I'm not coming back." She growled down the phone.

"Just get him the money." Vince finished simply before he hung up. Georgie stood in the silence for a few minutes thinking over the conversation she'd just had. She was angry now. How dare he, after weeks of nothing from anyone from her old life and all of a sudden, he's asking her to call him so he can get money off her. They'd left her when she needed them most and she was supposed to just forget about it? Georgie shivered from the cold, and headed back inside.

"Everything okay Mija?" Mari asked from her place on the couch. Georgie looked over and nodded with a smile on her face before she headed upstairs. As soon as she was out of sight the smile dropped.

She walked into Santana's room and flopped face first down onto the bed. She groaned loudly in frustration into the bedding causing Santana to look up from her work at her.

"From the troll noises you were making I nearly mistook you for Berry there." Santana said in a monotone voice as she looked back to her work.

Georgie didn't reply she just turned over to face the ceiling. Before tonight she was hoping to forget all about her old 'friends' but of course, it couldn't be that easy could it. Hopefully she could just ask Burt for a few extra shifts at the shop to make up the money she owed Nate and that would be the end of it.

A/N- Thank you to Bowcorn and Guest for reviewing! And as always, review and let me know what you think -A