Prologue:

Even after the whole Glee club graduated, and won a National title in San Diego. The glee club still sucked. Mr. Schuester had a rough time finding a new generation with talent. You could see him scouting some naïve freshmen's in the hall before the guys graduated but he didn't had too much luck with that so this new year when he posted the sign-up sheet he only prayed for a miracle to happen and get enough guys to open a club.

He sighed as he looked down and went straight to his office.

He looked to the shelf where a complete rack was devoted to their win at Nationals; it was arranged with a group photo of them holding their trophy completely excited. In the photo you could see Finn and Rachel kissing while holding the trophy. Puck was jumping in the air with a priceless face. Quinn was with her jaw dropped and with the face of a kid in Christmas opening her gifts. Kurt was holding Rachel's hand and hugging Mercedes with the arm left and his eyes were wide-open and with a smile plastered in his face. Artie was hugging Sam and Mike and Tina were practically raping each other in the stage. Brittany and Santana were hugging each other also jumping.

Will contained his tears of proud at seeing how Glee made these guys a united family.

When he was closing his door he caught the eye of a blue-eyed cheerio with brown hair and delicate facial expressions.

Chapter 1

Lindsay Pearce looked at the teacher closing his door and then looked away.

Even though she was only a freshman she already was head cheerio.

The summer before initiating her freshman year she came to pre- classes to catch-up and avoided having a rough time with classes. The first day of those classes she saw accidentally red and white uniformed girls making unimaginable acrobatics. When they were finished and out of the field her legs moved by themselves and went to the trampoline she did some somersaults naturally without even knowing what on earth she was doing. She did a last somersault and lost balance but she quickly saved it by making a handstand and an anime like acrobatic.

When she opened her eyes she was standing safely and felt someone beneath her.

For a moment she didn't know who it was but when she turned her neck slowly she saw coach Sylvester looking her as if she was hungry and smiling.

Two seconds later of seeing her life in front of her eyes coach Sylvester spoke.

-Do you know what you just did?

-Hem no…Am I in trouble?-. She asked fearing the most

She snorted

-You my little fella just did a drill of the most difficult somersaults and you don't even know what you did. Come tomorrow at 6 o clock and I will couch you personally till 10pm. If you don't come you will get in trouble and I will make sure you get expelled.

Lindsay automatically said yes. How lame would be getting expelled from high school and not even set foot in the real deal.

Since that moment, Lindsay came every day until the last day of summer. And without the slightest idea in what she was getting herself into she developed a weird friendship with coach. Both respected each other. Coach Sylvester never knew she would admire a student but then she went wrong, she surprised at how hard Lindsay tried and overcome every difficulties quickly, the kiddo had real talent and with these Coach didn't hesitate two times to name her the head of the cheerio squad

Lindsay walk through the halls blushing and smiling at everyone because all looked at her utterly surprised since she was probably the only freshman in the whole history who used the cheerio uniform on the first day of class.

It was clear she started with the right foot on her first day. Not only she was head cheerio, but she slim down throughout the extensive cheerio practices and looked drop dead gorgeous because of her body full with pretty defined curves and beautiful face.

While she walked through the halls toward a specific locker she moved her hips slightly, not so much so she doesn't look like inexperienced and a wannabe but enough to catch the guys' looks and making them wish she could be theirs.

She passed through the receptionist office and catches a guy's look. He was a little bit taller than her, had dark brown and blue eyes.

Damian McGinty was an Irish transferred student, since his parents separated he just went along with what they decided so when he was told his mother and he were moving to USA he didn't say a peep and just went to make his luggage. He considered himself condescending if not dull and boring.

He never admitted it but he loved being in Ireland and was miserable here.

He looked to the right avoiding the receptionist gaze and met some pure blue-ish white eyes. He just stared at her intensely but then averted his eyes feeling uncomfortable and met the receptionist careless gaze.

-Here are your papers and your schedule sweetie-. She said without even caring and he could swear that she was watching TV.

-Thanks m'am-. He said faking a smile

He walked out of the office to see a little guy being slushied when he met a lanky guy with strawberry blonde hair eyes.

Cameron wasn't the typical weird nerd; he was always surrounded by girls because of his cuteness and vulnerable looks. All of the guys hated him because of that.

He wasn't the baby everybody thought he was; actually he was pretty mature and caring. He was growing tired of every single girl awing him and not taking him seriously but he didn't said a word because if he complained it was 100 percent sure he would get beat up and slushied for the rest of his days because there would be no girls to protect him.

Last year when he came from Texas and was in middle school he was bullied the first day and when he thought he would suicide himself a girl with red frizzy hair, he liked to call her in his mind his savior, if he called her like that in real life it would be creepy, named Marissa said he was so cute and a cheerio turned around and agreed in that he was way too cute and suddenly a huge mass of people, to be more specific girls, surrounded him and since that moment when someone attempted to slushie him one girl would give him a death glare and he would stop or when someone pushed him towards the lockers out from nowhere a cheerio would jump and kick him.

At first he was so grateful, then it was funny but after a year of being treated as a weak guy he found it annoying.

He bumped into a guy with blue eyes and fell.

-Oh, sorry man-. The blue eyed guy with a lost look said, from what he heard he could tell he wasn't from here.

-Don't worry, are you new?-. He said standing from the slippery floor

-Yeah, you?

-Kind of, I'm a freshman but I've been here before, by the way my name is Cameron

-Mine's Damian, so what's your first class-. He said, Cameron was making the effort of his life not to laugh, his accent was funny.

-Hem, Spanish with Schuester, yours?

-Mine too, mind if I walk with you?

-Not at all-. He said in a British accent trying to mock him and pretending he was fixing his invisible tie

Both laughed and then Cameron turned his gaze to the left looking to his savior.

-Hey Marissa!-. He said maybe a little bit too excited

- Cam!, I haven't see you since last year-. She said excited as well as Cameron

-Meet my new friend Damian, he's from…

-Oh-. Damian looked surprised-. Ireland

-Cool-. Said Marissa with true emotion and Damian appreciated it-. So Cam have you seen Lindsay? She has been lost like for the whole summer

-No, but there are certain rumors that she might be Head Cheerio

-No way!

Cameron accented

-But she is just a freshman!

-I know!

He didn't want to admit it but now that Lindsay was a cheerio he was afraid of her because of the hierarchy in the school.

-Well we are parting now, we don't want to get late on our first class are we?-. Cam said looking to Damian

-No-. Marissa smiled at him

And so they headed to their first class

Life was freaking hard, especially when you had to stand what Marissa bear. She was only 15 and she already had life-threatening diseases. The worst part of this was that she was all by herself. No one knew about this "condition". Not even her bff Lindsay. Marissa still remembered her first time puking because she had eaten a lot and she was alone in her house.

Marissa was alone in her bedroom trying to understand why the heck she needed to divide 345 in 89. She needed a rest so she went to her kitchen and grab a banana and went to her room. Then world history was worse, she didn't had a clue why Giuseppe Garibaldi was trying to unify Italy and why suddenly he was fighting with the king of the Kingdom of Sardinia so in a need of a break she went to the kitchen and this time she grabbed some Oreos. By the time she had finished her homework she scanned her room and saw wraps of chips, candies and Oreos all through her room.

Then she looked to herself at her mirror and looked plump.

It all happened so fast she didn't knew how it had actually happened. When she opened her eyes she was kneeling at the WC with a toothbrush at her hand and a mass of something weird floating.

When she looked at her again she looked just as she was before, plump. But she was tired so she rested in her bed until her parents came.

She sighed while she closed her locker and went to her first class.