A/N: Hi! I found this story I had started a while ago on my computer and I forgot how much I liked it. Figured I would add it and if you guys like it a lot I could update it further. However, I don't really watch Glee anymore so I might have to go and rewatch season one. Hope you like it!

It was my first day as a junior at McKinley High School. Moving to Ohio was one of the most dramatic things I'd ever had to do. I had great friends back home in Pennsylvania and I had to pick up my life and move to Ohio for my father's new job. I really wasn't in the mood to start a whole new life here, but I had to. It was a sacrifice I had to make for my dad, but that's what families do. Even though it was my first day, McKinley had started a few weeks ago. It's a small school, so I was positive everyone would recognize me as "the new girl." Cool, that's a great first impression. I walked into the school and was surprised no one was giving me any glares or looks of confusion. Just the occasional look of interest every now and then. My first task was to report to the office to get my locker assignment and a stack of paper work. The only problem was I had no idea how to get there. I wandered down the halls and hoped that I would just stumble across my destination, but I knew that was a terrible plan. Just as I was about to stop and ask for directions someone stopped me.

"You look lost. Need help finding your way somewhere?" someone said. I looked up to find a tall guy in a football jersey standing in front of me. Number 5 to be specific.

"Uh, yeah I'm new here. Can you point me to the office?" I asked.

"Sure. I'm Finn by the way. What's your name?"

"Hi, I'm Kate. I just transferred here."

"I noticed. It's not that you stick out or anything but I'm not used to seeing a new face around here."

We walked down the halls and he explained more about himself to me. He was a junior too so there was a possibility we would have classes together. Then I saw these two big guys, both in letterman jackets walking down the hallway, one of them carrying a grape slushie. A moment later that grape slush was all over some guy. I couldn't help but notice the way he was dressed and I immediately thought he was a homosexual. I then felt terrible for judging this guy so quickly and I went to aid him. Finn followed me.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yes, I'm fine. This is a daily ritual in our school." He said calmly. His voice was a little high pitched but I thought nothing of it.

"What? That's not right." I said looking up at Finn. He just shrugged his shoulders.

"You're sure you're alright?" I reiterated.

"Yes. I even have a change of clothes. Don't worry about me." He closed his locker and walked away.

Finn directed for me to follow him and we headed towards the office once again.

"What was that all about?" I asked.

"Those guys are jerks. They pick on kids like Kurt who are different. It's stupid."

"I don't want to seem judgmental or anything , but is Kurt…is he-"

"Gay? Yeah he is. He gets it the worst of all. But he's strong."

"Oh. Can't the teachers do something?"

"Around here, status is kind of a big thing. The football players are at the top of the food chain. The teachers know that and they don't want to mess up the system."

"That's stupid. Someone should stand up to those guys."

"Some have tried but they only end up hurting themselves." I shook my head. Even though Finn was a football player I could tell he didn't like taking part in the daily ritual. We reached the office and I thanked him for the escort. He left for homeroom as I entered Principal Figgins office.

"Ah, Kate. I have been expecting you. I hope you didn't get lost."

"Oh no. Well I had some one show me the way."

"That's what I like to see in our student body. So, here is your schedule and here is a map of the school. And this is your locker number along with the combination." I took the papers and looked over my classes while trying to figure out where each classroom was on the map.

"These papers go home to your parents and must be signed and returned here tomorrow," he said handing me a stack of papers.

"We hope you feel welcome here Kate and if you ever need anything don't hesitate to see me. Any questions?"

"Actually yes. See I play soccer and I was wondering if it was too late to join the soccer team?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, it is too late. Tryouts were this summer and the team has already been made. There is always next year." I couldn't help but feel down. Soccer was the sport I played to keep me in shape during the fall. I loved the feel of running down the field to steal the ball away from the opponent. Back in Pennsylvania I was the best striker on the team. Of course none of that mattered now.

"Okay, that's all Principal Figgins. Thank you." I said while grabbing my stuff and going. I had the secretary write me a pass and I headed to my first class, Spanish. My schedule said my teacher was William Schuester. Interesting name. I somehow managed to find the classroom, thanks to the map, and I walked into the classroom.

I gave my pass to Mr. Schuester and I had to admit he was kind of cute. "Hi, you must be Kate! I'm Mr. Schuester, but you can call me Mr. Schue. Welcome to Spanish 3!" He shook my hand and I smiled back at him. Was he always this cheery in the morning?

"Hola clase. Tenemos una alumna nueva!" he said. The room was full of blank stares. I knew what he said, but I guess no one else did. He rolled his eyes and said, "We have a new student. Her name is Kate. Why don't we give her a warm McKinley welcome."

There were a few hello's mumbled but that didn't seem to please Mr. Schuester.

"Don't worry about it. It's still morning, I get it. I'm a teenager." He smiled and directed me to sit at a desk in the middle of the classroom in front of two blonde cheerleaders. I looked next to me and noticed I was sitting next to Finn, who was sleeping. I looked at him and laughed lightly before poking him. He awoke with a start and looked surprised to see me.

"Kate? Are you in this class?"

"I am now." I smiled.

"How was your meeting with Figgins?"

"It was alright. Besides the fact that it's too late for me to join the soccer team."

"You play soccer? Are you any good?"

"Well, I guess I'm a fairly good player. I was the best back home."

"Bummer man. We need some better players. You would've been a huge help. That sucks."

"And now I have nothing to do after school."

"You should manage the football team?"

"Be a manager? Isn't that something a bunch of giggly girls do with friends?"

"Well, I guess. But all the giggly girls here are cheerleaders. Besides, we could really use a manager."

"I mean it would give me something to do after school….Maybe I will."

"I'll take you to talk to coach after Spanish."

"Okay, maybe that would open up my social circle too."

"Finn! Who's your new friend?" the cheerleader behind us asked him.

"Oh, this is Kate. She's new."

"I'm Quinn." The prettier of the two cheerleaders said. "And this is Brittany."

"Hi, nice to meet you two." Quinn had her hair pulled back and curled into a single curl. She smiled genuinely and asked me a little about myself. Brittany just sat there zoning off into space.

"Is she okay?" I asked Quinn.

"Oh yeah. She just doesn't pay attention. Don't worry about it." I shrugged and we continued talking. I felt bad because it seemed like no one was paying attention to Mr. Schue, but I had learned all this stuff already. Apparently the curriculum in Ohio was different than Pennsylvania. Once we were dismissed, Finn showed me to the football coach's office.

"Coach! I found a manager." He said. I peeked into the small office and found a rather round man with tight shorts about to dig into a sub.

"Hi, I'm Kate. I'm new here."

"And you're interested in being the manager of the football team?" he asked with his mouth full.

"Well, it's too late for me to join the soccer team and I need something to do so yeah."

"Are you fully prepared for the job you're about to take on?"

"I didn't realize it required any preparation." I said. Finn nudged me and I added, "But sure. I'm ready for anything."

"Okay, you're on the team. Practice today after school." I nodded and we left.

"See, now you can meet all the football guys."

"Great." I said, suddenly unsure.

"It'll be fun. I promise." He smiled. We talked about football as he walked me to my next class, Calculus. I waved goodbye and walked into a class of a bunch of strangers. This would be my fate for the rest of the day. I stayed optimistic. The first day was always the worst. Once I met some new people I'd be fine.