This was it. I was finally entering high school. The place I'd dream of every night of the summer. I walked in wearing tight tye dye skinny jeans and a cute Peanut Butter and Jelly shirt. But that was also tight. I always bought a size smaller than I was. I had purple Converse shoes on. I'd straightened and blow-dried my hair to perfection. I had the Justin-Bieber hair. I had on my Zebra-print sun glasses. I was all glammed up like your average gay. Everybody stared. I noticed the cliques almost immediately. Jocks, cheerleaders, gay, nerds, ghetto, and the unsocials. I went over to the bulletin board to see what I could take. Football, Cheerleading, Chess Club, Glee Club, News Crew... Wait. Glee Club? What was that all about? It had a description. And peoples signatures.
"Interested in Glee Club? Can you sing? Can you dance? If you can your PERFECT for this club! Join now to unleash your potential!"
"Rachel Berry

Kurt Hummel

Mercedes Jones
Artie Abrams
Tina Cohen-Chang

Billy Speiser
I decided to sign up. It seemed like it would be fun.
Later That Day

I was going into the auditorium to see if I was good enough for the club. I went up on stage. I saw the judge. I thought to myself "DAMN. He's HOT for a teacher."

"Hi. I'm Billy Speiser. I'll be singing a part from Already Gone By Kelly Clarkson." He nodded and smiled. I started to sing.

"Remember all the things we wanted

Now all the memories, they're haunted

We were always meant to say goodbye

Even with our fists held high

It never would've worked out right

We were never meant for do or die

I didn't want us to burn out

I didn't come here to hurt you

Now I can't stop"
He started to clap. I was utterly shocked. He said.

"Perfect. Outstanding! Your in Glee Club!" I jumped up and down screaming in joy. I felt tears rolling down my cheek. I thought "Damn. I must be pretty freaking happy... OH SHIT MY MASCARA!" My mascara was running down my face. I ran out. People must have thought I didn't get in the club. They thought very wrong. I ran into the boys restroom. There were two jocks in there. And another guy. The one that wasn't a jock had a cherry slushie in his hand. I went over to the sink and washed my mascara off. The one with the slushie spoke up.

"Hahahah! Look at the dumb fag! Awww. You didn't get in Homo Explosion Club? Hahahahah!" He laughed and took a step closer to me. Then he threw his slushie in my face. I screamed in shock. Then they all went out of the bathroom laughing. I sat there with a bunch of paper towels trying to get corn syrup out of my hair. My face was tinted red because of the slushie. I walked out of the bathroom. A preppy girl walked up to me and said.

"Oh My! Did you get slushied? On your FIRST day?" I nodded. She asked why I ran in the batroom crying. I told her it was because I was so happy I was in Glee Club.

"Your in Glee Club too? Nice to meet you. I'm Rachel Berry! And I usually get slushied everyday."

"Im so sorry! Well. I'm Billy Speiser. I'm gay. Ahahah" I said with a smile. She gasped.

"You are? Oh My God! Don't let the jocks and cheerleaders hear about that! And especially do NOT let Ms. Sylvester hear that! She's the MEANEST teacher in McKinley High!" I nodded. I was walking to my 5th period. I bumped into one of the jocks that were in the bathroom. He had a mohawk. He was... hot. He grabbed me and lifted me in the air by my shirt.

"Watch where your going. Fag." He dropped me. I fell on my ass. I was mad now. He walked away. But I took a bunch of those asian classes on how to fight. I went behind him and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and glared at me. I punched him square in the mouth. Rachel's mouth opened as wide as possible. As the jock took a minute to recover I ran to my first period.