Hey, everybody! Guess who's back, with a brand spankin' new Sam/Quinn story? I can't stay away from these two, they're so easy to write about, it's like they write themselves. Lol.

Anyway, this fic is a multi-chapter, I'm not entirely sure how long it'll be yet, because the idea is still floating around in my head, but I'm excited! It's not completely AU, but I guess the only thing they have in common for now is the Glee club and that Sam is new to McKinley.

So, I hope you guys enjoy it and the rest of the chapters to come! Be patient, I'm still working on the rest! :P And to everybody who's reviewed/read my other fics (and will read/review this one), thank you so much! Love y'all. :) Xoxo.

Prologue

The battered Ford pick up truck swung itself into an empty parking spot and spluttered to a stop, catching the attention of several students that occupied the school courtyard. They waited breathlessly, for someone to emerge from the vehicle but after several seconds, changed their focus back to their early morning conversations – except for one student. She was a petite blonde, leaning against the school building, her arms clutching her books to her chest. Shaking her long fringe out of her hazel eyes, the girl kept her gaze fixated on the truck and held her breath, waiting.

Lima was a small town and William McKinley High was an even smaller community of cliques – a place where people were only interested if you were on the fast track to a football scholarship or if you were blessed in the looks department. But as the door opened on the driver side, the blonde girl tapped her foot gracefully against the brick wall behind her in anticipation. It was as if it happened in slow motion and her eyes traveled along a tall, muscular, athletic figure that stumbled slightly as he hopped out of the truck. He ran his fingers through his short hair, exhaled nervously, and turned to face the school looming before him.

It takes one second to make eye contact with someone – just one second. Call it fate, destiny, or pure dumb luck, but when her eyes locked with his, the air shifted. Perhaps it was in the fact that the early morning conversations were drowned out by the quickening beat of her own heart, or maybe it was how the frightening prospect of being the new kid quickly deemed itself irrelevant when his green eyes met hers. Whatever the case was, it took one look – just one second – for their worlds to change.