AN: So this is my first ever Glee story and I hope you all like it. Please review and I would love to hear some constructive criticism. Also this is going to be a Faberry story with Brittana and TONS of Finn bashing cause I hate him, so if you're not into that then oh well, bye. All mistakes are mine.

Disclaimer: Glee and their characters are NOT mine. I'm just playing with them.

I look up from my laptop at the knock on my door, to see my twin brother leaning against the frame. He's in worn jeans with a natural hole in the right knee, a plain dark green T-shirt that brings out the green in his eyes, his leather jacket, and his old and worn black chucks. I just raise my eyebrow in question and wait for him to speak.

"Está listo para convertir esa escuela al revés?" He casually asks me, a tiny smirk on his lips.

"Noah what kind of question is that, of course I am," I reply with a full blown smirk. "Does Tana still not know that we've decided to move back?"

"Nope, which is kinda surprising considering how bad Tía and Tío are at keeping secrets," Noah responds with a chuckle. "So what's the game plan for today Star?"

"There isn't one really. I mean we go to school, surprise Tana, Britts, and Q, and try not to get detention," I reply with a laugh at the end, which Noah joins along in, because we both know that not getting detention is damn near impossible for us. "Oh and we're joining the Glee Club the girls are always going on about this morning," I remind him as an afterthought as I get outta bed and start getting undressed.

Noah just smirks again and runs his hand through his signature mohawk before replying with, "Hell yeah those bitches ain't gonna know what hit 'em," before turning and heading downstairs for breakfast. After I finished getting dressed, which was in my favorite pair of black faded and worn skinny jeans with natural holes on each knee, my Super Mario belt buckle, a white wife-beater, my leather jacket, and my combat boots, I straighten my hair, grab my things, and head down to breakfast.

"Hey sweetie are you excited to see everybody again?" my Daddy Leroy asks me as I enter the kitchen. I just shrug as I grab a cup of coffee and sit at the table. After taking a few big gulps I finally reply. "Eh, not really. The only people I'm excited to see are the family." The family consist of my cousins Santana and Rigo, my aunt Reyna and uncle Alex, and our family friends the Fabrays and the Pierces. The Fabrays consist of Russel and Judy, and their three kids Frannie, Quinn, and Russel Jr, better known as RJ; while the Pierces are made up of Susan and Jeremy, and their kids Brittany and Kelly.

"Are you really not excited to see anymore of your other old friends mija?" my Papi questioned with a frown.

I look up from my breakfast and shrug. "It's been, like, six years since we've lived in Lima Papi, and the only people Noah and I hung around during our visits were the family. So to be honest with you I don't really remember anybody to be excited about seeing again."

"I guess that does make sense," Daddy said while looking at the time. "You guys had better go before you're late, and for the love of all that's Holy, please stay out of trouble. Please?" At mine and Noah's identical evil grins they both know that we're not making any promises and let out defeated sighs.

"I'm driving!" I screech out before bolting from the table into our five car garage. I hear Noah's outraged whine before I hope into our souped up, coal black Jeep Wrangler and start the engine. Not even a minute later he's climbing into the passenger's seat mumbling a mix of curses in english and spanish under his breath, I just snigger and head off towards Mckinley.

Noah lets out a low whistle when we pull into the parking lot of Mckinley. "Damn Rae this place is a dump." I just roll my eyes and jump out after grabbing my things from the back.

"Noah don't forget your hat," I remind him when I see he doesn't have it. As we walk into the school I take the time to look around and my brother's right, this place looks like shit compared to our old school. When we walk into the office we see a curly haired man talking to the principal and a receptionist who looks bored outta her mind.

"Hello ma'am we're here to pick up our schedules," I tell her in my 'I'm a polite little angel' voice.

"Oh! Yes, right, can I have your names please?" she asks startled out of her daydream.

"Rachel and Noah Puckerman-Berry."

"Right, well here you are, and do you have any questions?"

"Yes ma'am, when and where does the Glee Club meet?" Noah asks her politely.

"Honestly sweeties I can't tell you, but that man coming out of Mr. Figgins office can." At our confused looks she clarifies, "He's our Spanish teacher and Glee Club coach. Mr Shuester!" she calls out grabbing the mans attention.

"Yes Ms. Wright what can I do for you?" he questions.

"Well, we have two new students here who would like to get some information on the Glee Club," she explains. At hearing these words his face lights up like a Christmas tree. He glances over to where we're standing off to the side and his eyebrows furrow.

"Are you the two who are wanting to tryout?" he asks cautiously. Noah's expression morphs into one of anger so I jump in before he can speak.

"Actually yes Mr..." I leave open for his name.

"Shuester, but you call call me Mr. Shue," he interjects quickly.

"Well Mr. Shue, yes we're the ones wanting to tryout. I hope that's not a problem?" I question with a sickly sweet smile.

"No!" he exclaims quickly then clears his throat, "I mean no not at all. We have a meeting in 5 minutes actually. Y'all don't mind auditioning do you?"

"Nope," my brother and I chorus at the same time.

"Great well follow me," Mr. Shue instructs with a smile, "Oh, and I didn't get your names."

"Puck and Rachel Berry, and actually Mr. Shue we need to stop at our lockers really quick, and also we need a favor," Noah says.

"Ok sure and I don't know if I can do much but shoot," he replies with a cautious smile.

"We're trying to surprise some people, so could you maybe let us audition without introducing us?" I explain.

"Yeah that sounds reasonable. How did you want to do this then?" he questions.

"Well you can just say that you have somebody auditioning and not say who, then play this cd, track 3, and we'll know our cue to come in and perform," I tell him, handing him the disk as we reach our lockers. I place my backpack and leather jacket in the locker and when I look to the left of me, five lockers down I see Noah doing the same. Once we close our lockers and face Mr. Shue he beckons us forward, and we follow him to the choir room. We wait outside while he begins our introduction.

"Ready?" I question while we put on our cowboy hats. Noah gives me a small nod and we both grin when we hear our song start up.

Noah/Rachel/Both

DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAAAAA
DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAAAA!

We swagger into the room after the instrumental brake while we're singing the beginning. Once we fully enter the room I see first Santana's then Brittany's and Quinn's shocked faces, and it takes all the self control I have to not start laughing.
Well, I walk into the room
Passing out hundred dollar bills
And it kills and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill
And I buy the bar a double round of crown
And everybody's getting down
An' this town ain't never gonna be the same.

Cause I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls
They are so pretty , As I sing this part I see Santana come out of her shock and send me a smirk.
Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud Leroy, At this all three girls openly laugh, which earns them confused looks from the people closest to them.
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy. "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!" They shout.
Everybody says
Save a horse, Ride a cowboy "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!" They shout again.

Well I don't give a dang about nothing
I'm singing and Bling- Blanging
While the girls are drinking
Long necks down!
And I wouldn't trade ol' Leroy
Or my Chevrolet for your Escalade
Or your freak parade
I'm the only John Wayne left in this town

And I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls
They are so pretty,At this I send Quinn a flirtatious grin and a wink, which in turn makes her smile, blush and look down to hide said blush. There's a giant guy sitting next to her and he sends her a confused look before turning back to our song.

Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud Leroy
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy. "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy!" This time the entire club shouts it.
Everybody says
Save a horse, Ride a cowboy "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy!"

I'm a thourough-bred
That's what she said
In the back of my truck bed
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds
Out on some back country road.
We where flying high
Fine as wine, having ourselves a Twin Terrors time
And I was going, just about as far as she'd let me go.
But her evaluation
Of my cowboy reputation
Had me begging for salvation
All night long
So I took her out giggin frogs
Introduced her to my old bird dog
And sang her every Wilie Nelson song I could think of

And we made love!

And I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls
They are so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud Leroy
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy. "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy!"
Everybody says
Save a horse, Ride a cowboy "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy!"

What? What?
Save A Horse Ride A Cowboy"Save a horse, Ride a cowboy!"
Everybody say
Save a Horse Ride a cowboy. "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy!"

Once we finish the song, breathing hard from the singing and dancing, we hear high pitched squeals over the clapping from the club and see Santana, Brittany, and Quinn (much to the giants displeasure) bolt from their seats and we brace ourselves for impact.

To those of you who actually know Spanish I apologize if I butchered and continue to butcher the phrases, I'm using Google Translate to translate my words and phrases.

"Está listo para convertir esa escuela al revés?" = "You ready to turn that school upside down?"