Hey guys!

Okay first of all this is my first Glee story so don't shoot me if it's not funny enough!

Moving on: Okay, I was gutted the original cast are leaving! So I thought as we're all so sad to see them go so why don't we create like our own season 4.

Like as 8 of the characters are leaving why don't you guys create 8 new gleeks to join New Directions in a fic project I'm writing!

And it doesn't have to just be them either. You can give ideas for 'episodes' in this fic, antagonists, and other glee clubs.

Still interested? Great! Then just take a look below at what you have to do to enter my…competition? Yeah, we could call it that for now if I get more than 7 gleek characters send to me then yeah I'll either pick some at random or post a story asking you guys to vote…whichever is easier.

Anyways- here's what you have to do…

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Glee season 4: Sneak Peek

Starring: Matthew Morrison as Will Schuester, Emily Browning as Allison Kabe, Oscar Keen as Julian Kabe with Karen Keen as Sharon Kabe and Chad Lowe as Lucien Kabe

She rigidly stepped into the spot light, breathing in and out deeply as she turned to face the empty audition in her black laced plat formed boots. Her glinting green eyes fixated on her (so far) favourite teacher, gulping as it sunk into her head exactly what she was doing.

She twiddled her fingers which she held in front of her light purple ruffled skirt, vaguely hearing a slight somewhat squeaky sound as she remembered today she was wearing her leather fingerless gloves today.

Finally, she opened her lush rosy lips as if she was about to say something...but then, closed her mouth again.

She couldn't do this.

Quickly she turned around, preparing to exit stage right and never entering this room again.

"Alice." Will said more as if it were a statement, watching her as she froze in her tracks like a naughty school boy who just knows he's been busted. He sighed, he just didn't get it. She was extremely talented and clearly beautiful with her straight shoulder-length brown hair, her green glinting eyes, and her lush rosy lips with her same coloured rosy cheeks, her small perfect round ears. Even her nose which would normally be called a bit big was lovely on her. Not to mention she has a good sense of fashion with her black tee shirt with a red devil-star in the middle of it with the rims of the shirt the same red colour, a pair of black leather fingerless gloves, a purple ruffled skirt with some black leggings that have pictures of grey bats that didn't really fit but yet did, that somehow somewhat went with her black plat formed laced boots and finally a black hair band with a silk bow on it decorated with sliver sequences. All in all: Will couldn't help but feel that Kurt and Mercedes would be proud of her style.

Yet, somehow, beyond Will's comprehension: Allison Kabe was one of the most timid people he had ever met.

I turned back to Will. I couldn't help but think that if I didn't sing by my own choice then Mr. Schuester was going to make me...life's funny like that, I guess. I had always loved music, and art. Obviously art, I mean, that's how I got though the day as a kid...

"GOD DAMN IT LUICEN!" cried out the shriek of my mother- Sharon Kabe's voice.

Those were the only words I ever made out during my parents roars at each other. I say parents. What I really mean is my mother roar at my father as he cowards away.

But that wasn't important. No, there wasn't time for that. I had decided long ago the only thing that mattered was the masterpiece I was about to create.

And they were defiantly masterpieces. My art teacher Miss. Carmen told me so. When she first found out about my artistic talent she recommended me to an art college despite the fact I was only seven!

"You're going to go far, kiddo. You're going to go far." She would always say to me every single time she saw one of my drawings the first time she would always say that as she ruffled my hair. That always brought a smile to my face

She was always a mother to me and I depended on her quite a bit. She was good for me as I learnt at the age of four my parents didn't have time for me.

In fact, if it weren't for Julian I wouldn't have even noticed when my mother left us.

Ah yes, Julian. I loved him like a mother from the moment I met him. Most kids are usually jealous but Julian stopped the fighting. He made things quiet and...and he made my parents take notice of my work...however, that only lasted a short while.

So yeah, I was thankful for him but I soon went back to my normal routine after the small happy phase was over.

When my mother left us, she left Julian too- who was in fact still a baby. This meant I had to stop my drawing completely as my father- Lucien Kabe was useless.

You'd think I'd hate him and be irritated by this, no? Well, it was because of him I started to sing…

"Shh…shhh" my nine year-old self went as I bounced the baby crying over my shoulder (and into my ear) up and down.

And…it didn't work.

Actually, nothing worked. Bouncing, Rocking, patting, giving him a bath, putting a pacifier in his mouth, gave him a bottle...even changing his diaper.

Finally, I was at my wit's end. As I just sat with that damn crying machine in that bright blue painted room, I looked around. Noticing everything in there: the white wooden baby crib (which I could rock) that was directly opposite of the door, the light brown rocking horse in the corner of the room (which I guessed was there for when he was older), a white painted fireplace with family photos and birthday cards which was to the right of the door, the white toy box on the dark-ish blue carpet and...

...and the house-shaped music box on top of the wardrobe that was left to the door.

I smiled, as I wasn't very tall I couldn't reach the music box itself but it didn't mean I couldn't sing.

Well, actually, I didn't know if I could sing. I never tried it before- it's what you get when you live in your own little world I guess.

So I sung the first thing that came to mind:

"Hush child, the darkness will rise from the deep and carry you down into sleep."

Yeah...think back on it, I don't think that was the best song to sing to a baby...I know for a fact if my father wasn't so busy drinking his sorrows away he would have been seriously worried about me.

But regardless, singing that gently over and over again seemed to charm the little bugger into sleep. And that wasn't the only thing that worked...

No, I began singing all kind of things to that baby. Placebo, Fergie's London Bridge, Katy Perry, stabilo, three days grace and even Linkin Park...yeah, I didn't do that last one for long as when I tried it only made Julian cry louder.

You could say that Julian was my judge. Actually, he was the best judge I could ever have considering he's extremely truthful. Pretty soon, I knew what songs I could sing and what ones I couldn't. I found that enjoyed singing male songs mostly although I could sing female ones pretty well too. I also found that rap and scream was a big no no for me...

Singing became basically my life until Julian turned three. By then, my father was finally beginning to turn himself around which meant I only had to look after Julian half of the time. Giving me a chance to finally get my artistic skills back into shape...

...although, I found that when I drew, I could only draw when I was listening to music.

Things pretty much stayed like this for the two years. Well at least, from my point of view. As I was about to find out my father had actually been climbing the university ladder so to speak. He had been becoming more and more successful by the month. In fact he even published his own book "Historical Me". Maybe it was this that caught the eyes of the Americans...

...as I found we were moving from the small town of Christen Dale in England to Lima, Ohio.

Yes, I was most defiantly annoyed by this and did not want to move.

"Father I am most defiantly annoyed by this and I do not what to move" my soon-to-be 15 year old self declared in our living room.

"Honey, this'll be good for us. Maybe you'll make some friends for once." My father replied calmly.

"I do have a friend!" I quickly snapped.

"Friends your own age, not your art teacher, sweetie-pie." He sighed. I didn't understand why, I mean, I've never had friends before so why should it bother him now?

"Look, high school will be fun. Trust me." He said smiling. Putting his hand on my shoulder and pulling me in for a hug.

Yeah…'good' for me…because being slushied by a guy in a red football jacket is always a good sign.

So here I am: standing on a stage in my new school: McKinley High, looking at the teacher who has been pestering me all week and giving in to his request.

"Erm…I'm Alice Kabe and today I'll be singing Pumped Up Kicks by Foster The People." She declared softly.

"Alice, you know you don't have to do this. I already know how well you can sing." Will said with a small smile.

Alice just smiled a little too and appeared to look over at the back of the audience seats "Oh believe me, I do."

Will frowned at this, not sure what she meant but he was pretty sure he'd find out soon enough.

He watched Alice as she put a black old-fashioned stereo onto the piano and turn it onto track 13.

Alice took one final deep breath as the 38 seconded intro played, opening her mouth….

…she began to sing.

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Okay so basically your writing an OS about how your character joins the New Directions (or how your character meets the New Directions/McKinley High if your character isn't a Gleek) and their past like they did with Rachel and Finn in the pilot. So yeah, this fic has to include the following information:

Name

Age

Date of Birth

Sexuality

Religion

profession

History

Appearance (aka: the clothes they wear)

Kind of songs they like to sing.

Hobbies

Quotes (aka: things they'd say so I know how to write their speech. Give me 5-`10 quotes please.)

Favourite things

Least favourite things

Pet peeves

Turn on/offs

The actor/actress you'd have to play them.

Now as you'll notice I did not include all this in my story. This is because it would have taken too much time. For this reason after you've done your story (which I'd say the max of 2,000 words but I won't kill you if you end up writing something like 5,000.) have this:

Notes: Female lead, straight, hates people who talk too much….etc…etc…

Yes, the character that I did just write will be in the story and the female lead singer (basically taking Rachel's place) and yes all those characters who aren't graduating e.g. Puck, Quinn will be in the story as New Directions.

So if you like this idea leave me a review saying you want it to happen and telling me that you have a character/episode idea (if you have one) and send me a message (or several depending on length) with the story of your character. You can write it up as a fic and send me a message telling me about the fic but I'd rather you sent it to me so then you wouldn't be giving anything away if I pick your character.

I'll try and include everyone! I hope you guys like this idea!

Note: Karen and Oscar Keen are actually people I know irl. I ask that you guys DON'T do that as I only did it because I didn't know any baby actors and I didn't have time to cast Sharon.

Important: I DO NOTwant you guys to do it like a form like some of the reviews I've got. I'd like you to write it as a story like I just did with Alice and just write out the information you couldn't include if you couldn't do it all. Does this make sense to you all? (Sorry I'm bad at explaining :S)