okay, this is my little prologue that i felt like making. just wanted to say, i accidentally made Ashlyn sound a little too bratty or whatever, and i just want you guys to know, she isnt always like that. just in this little thing she is angry so thats why she is acting this way.
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I watched my fellow glee club members as they swayed and danced to the fast beat of the kid in the wheelchair's song. I didn't know why I was still here. After what my little brother Todd did, Brittany practicaly blackmailed me to join her little show choir club. I didnt want to be here, I felt uncomfortable and self-concious. How did I even get into this mess?
My mother got a promotion last fall, so we moved from Miami, Flordia all the way to Lima, Ohio. I don't like the cold, never did. And its not like this town has anything intresting about it. It is way smaller than Miami, and I swear the people here are crazy. I havent bothered to make any friends, besides Brittany, i just want to get through this school year as quickly as possible. i dont bother to learn any of the glee club's names because then i might make freinds, if I make friends, I'll get attached, and if I get attached, I'll never get out of this sucky town.
I stay seated with my arms crossed against my chest. The others took their seats again as Mr. shoof or whatever his name is starts talking about some competition called sectionals. I looked around to see if anyone can tell me what the hell he is talking about, but all i see is a bunch of sad, lonely, blank expressions. The teacher says something about Rachel, Kurt, Santana- there's that name again! the same one that Brittany was scribbling in her notebook over and over again. as soon as the name leaves his mouth, Brittany starts crying and has to excuse herself. even though no one else cries, they all seem so depressed.
I do not belong here.