Disclamer: I do NOT own Glee or any characters other than Christina West. I only own my OCs and plots.

Finn blinked his eyes open, trying to stay awake as Rachel kept talking about who knows what. Why can't she just talk about something interesting for a change? He thought. She was really starting to get on his nerves. When is Mr. Schue getting here? He'll save us from this torture.

"Hey, guys. Sorry I'm late." Will walked in the door. Finn and everyone else in the room sighed a sigh of relief. "I thought we could use some more members. So we're holding open auditions this afternoon in five minutes."

"What?" Everyone was confused.

"Mr. Shue? I don't think adding more people right before regionals is a good idea." Rachel argued. Just leave it be! Finn shouted at her in his head.

"I do. We need some fresh ideas. We're all sitting through them so you guys get some impute too." He explained quickly. "We need to head to the auditorium."

After everyone was all settled in, they called in the first person. Everyone was nervous as to what they were going to hear in the auditions. No one was too happy with the idea. Quite frankly, Finn thought it was a good idea. They did need some new people.

"Hi, I'm Sara Grace." A perky blonde stepped onto the stage. Her song choice wasn't a great one. She tried to sing Emotions by Mariah Carey, but when she tried to hit the high notes, she failed. Epically.

It had been almost an hour of terrible, annoying, and just plan awful, singing. They were all ready to give up and go rehearse, when one last girl peeked her head inside the auditorium.

"Are you still holding auditions?" She asked in a small voice.

"Um, we can let you go." Will replied.

"'Kay." She stepped out onto the stage, her long, light, brown hair in curls, holding a black fading to blue guitar. Finn instantly decided she was in, even if she couldn't sing. If she was in rehearsal, life would be so much easier. He thought as he stared at her long, thin legs. "I'm Christina. Cowboy Casanova" She told the pianist.

She started taping her foot along with the beat, strumming with the rythmn. As soon as she opened her mouth to start singing, everyone was in. Her voice had a smooth, country sound. Almost like Carrie Underwood's, but with a little more of a unique sound.

She's just another girl who wants to be Taylor Swift. Look at her hair, she's trying to be her. Though she's really good. Rachel thought, trying to find some flaw, but after hearing her sing a couple verses, she couldn't help but admitting she was good.

"Wow." Will said when she was done. He was more impressed with her than he had been with anyone in a long time. The Glee kids did have their moments to shine and they took them, but she could sing some fine country.

"So um, when are you gonna tell me I'm not getting in?" She asked.

Will thought for a second before answering. "Can you sing anything else other than country?"

She nodded. "I've been in musicals and choirs since I was in first grade and I've been dancing my whole life."

"Hold on." He turned to the kids who were all still in shock from her. Puck and Finn were still having a staring contest with her legs, though the girls were starting to realize that she would be bringing competition to the table. Especially for Rachel.

"Who wants her in?" Everyone raised their hands, except Rachel. "Rachel, come on. We need her. She has a lot to bring to the table. Why don't you want her in?"

"Well, first of all, she can't do anything but play the guitar and sing for all we know. I expect her to read music and play the piano. Also, she doesn't seem like she can sing anything but country."

"She said she's been in musicals, which will help." He turned back to Christina. "What other instruments do you play?"

"Violin, viola, and piano." She answered, still very shy.

Rachel's eyes widened. Now I have no reason why I don't want her in. Should I say that I can't handle anymore stress and that I really want to keep my solos? If she comes in she's going to get all of them. I just don't want anymore competition. It's hard enough competing with Mercedes, much less some amazing country singer.

"Christina, you're in."

Update (July 14)- I forgot to say that I've only seen the first season, so if something in the current season doesn't match up with what I wrote, then I apologize. I'm waiting to get the first volume of season 2 from the library. And I'm guessing that calling him Mr. Schue is right. I'm guessing.

I'm still working on it. I want to make it longer, but I'm not sure yet. Sorry for the spelling/grammer mistakes I'm writing these chapters in a hurry, I just want to get them out on paper and get reviews so I can know what to work on. Thanks for reviews (in advance!)