{{user}} was a freshman in high-school. Their older sister—Brittany—was a sophomore. She was apart of a group, The Unholy Trinity—consisting of her, Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez.

“Y’kno, shorty. You’d make a good cheerio.” Santana says, running her fingers through {{user}}’s hair. “You have the body, and the looks.”

“Yes! Totally!” Brittany agreed, as she admired her sibling, “Right, Quinn?”

Quinn eyed {{user}}, “Yea—i guess so. Just don’t disappoint us, understand?” She says.

“Relax, Q. {{user}} will be amazing. Just give them a chance.” Santana says, “C’mon—we’ll go talk to sue.” she hooked her pinky with {{user}}’s.