Hello, I'm MacKenzie Clayton and I am the writer of this fanfiction. As you can tell, this story has been completely rewritten. I will not go into what made me rewrite it. However, I am very proud of this story. I feel it is better..but you're the judge of that(: I don't own Glee nor do I own the awesomeness that is Dalton by CP Coulter.

So, without further ado, here is the rewritten version of Chapter 1(:

Today was Laynes first day at McKinely High. It was lunch time and the cafeteria was already crammed full. The schools enormous surplus of Jocks filled up the center of the room, throwing around cuss words and food like no ones buisness. Everyone else sat with their cliques around them, still deeply divided. Where exactly do I belong? she said to herself, scanning for a slightly familiar face in the enormous crowd. When seeing none, Layne made her way to a vacant table in the back of the cafeteria next to a huge trashcan. Great way to start off school Layne, She said to herself, Dad will be so proud of you.

Blaine Anderson sat in Windsor common room, miles away from McKinely High. Today, his only sister was starting High School. He felt bad about not being there. He was almost positive that having him there would help her confidence a bit. Layne wasn't exactly a normal fourteen year old. She was IN LOVE with Harry Potter, she spent her weekends at home watching classic Disney films with his Windsor housemates, and she had a strange love for a certain vine of the red variety..not that he could blame her. Red Vines, what the hell can't they do? Blaine glanced around the crowded common room, searching for his taller, younger brother. Instead of seeing him, he saw his two best friends. Blaine met their eyes and gave them a quick signal that meant to find Shane. Moments later, the pair walked triumphantly up to him with Shane in tow. He smiled at his best friends and looked to Shane,"have you talked to Layne at all today?" His younger brother shook his head and straightened up, watching Blaine pull out his phone;

B-hey sissy, how's school?

L-Oh goodness Blaine..I wanna go back to Westmoore..

B-It can't possibly be that bad..

L-I'm sitting by a damn TRASHCAN!

B- It's just your first day. It'll get better, I promise.

With that message, the change of class bell rang througout campus. "Damn," He mumbled to himself, " I wish I could be there.."

Layne finished lunch staring at Blaines goodbye message;

B-it's time to go to Physics. I'll see you tonight. I love you ..Courage.

She turned around to dump her tray. When Layne turned back around, a message alert popped up on her phone. TWO NEW MESSAGES flashed on her , she opened them both;

W-Remember that you've got us. I love you and I'm here, prepared to kick ass if needed.(:

D-Be strong, you'll make it through somehow. Just keep going..It all gets better from here.

Oh, Wes and David. Layne had to crack a smile. These boys were Blaines best friends. Layne composed a quick i love you/thank you message to the pair as the class bell rang. Her smile faltered almost immediately as she was thrown back into the hell that is her first day at McKinely High.

Layne walked into the bathroom. Her long, dark, curly hair was falling neatly around her crimson and navy headband. Her chocolate brown eyes twinkled like stars behind her black glasses. Layne fixed her shirt quickly. It was a Dalton Academy Warblers shirt, a group in which not only her brothers but her best friend Mikael took part in. She smiled quickly at herself in the mirror and walked into the Spanish room.

"Uhm, hello. I'm Layne Anderson." She said to the man she assumed to be the teacher.

"Hi, Layne. We're a few sections behind , but I'm sure you're okay with review." The young teacher said, smiling at her.

"Oh, I'm definitely okay with review!"

He gestured to her shirt, "The Warblers? The all male singing group?"

Layne nodded her head,"My brothers are both in it. My eldest brother Blaine sings lead and the other one, Shane, is one of their more skilled dancers."

"So, you all can perform. I read your transfer paper from Westmoore, It said you sang lead in their Glee Club which won Nationals two years in a row. We have a Glee Club here called New Directions. If you're interested, you should audition today!"

"I'd love to audition for it. I'm free 9th period..Is that okay with you?"

"It's perfect! Now, if you would, please go back there in the empty seat by Kurt. I need to start class before I lose all of their attention." Mr. Schuester said, gesturing to an adorable boy in the back of the room.

"Hello, my name is Kurt Hummel." The boy said, flashing her a flawless white smile.

"Hi Kurt, I'm Layne Anderson."

"That's an amazing bag you've got there! Is it a Coach?" Kurt was staring googly-eyed at her purse.

"Yeah, it's their new line do out next month. My friend Reed Van Kamp gave it to me."

"V-Van Kamp? As in Hilde Van Kamp!"

Layne laughed at Kurts over-excited expression,"Yes..As in Hilde."

The pair spent the rest of class conversing about fashion and classmates. They were having so much fun! The two had just looked up to check the time when the bell rang again. They quickly scribbled each others numbers on scraps of paper and shoving it into the others hand. "Text me every morning when you're getting ready. I'll help you make it acceptable." He gave her a quick wave and a smile as he walked opposite where she was going. I have a friend, Layne said, a tiny smile creeping onto her face.

Blaine had just walked out of his last class when his phone began vibrating in his pocket;

L-I now have one friend.

B-Tell me about him/her.

L-It's a boy. He's in my Spanish class and is just slightly older than me. He is into fashion..kinda like Reed.

B-I'm happy for you! Just..Don't tell Dad. Remember how he freaked out when he first met Reed? We DO NOT want to recreate that. Now pay attention!

L-They're taking a test. I'm getting ready to go to the Choir room.

B-...What?

L-I have a Glee Club audition in fifteen minutes.

Blaine didn't believe it. It had been over six months since she had even hummed a tune. Blaine had just walked into Windsor when he felt tears pooling in his eyes.

Layne stood in front of a room full of people she didn't recognize.

"Introduce yourself please." Mr. Schue whispered, smiling at her and giving her an encouraging pat on the back.

"Hello," she said, trying her hardest to sound confident."My name is Layne Anderson and I will be singing 'Not Alone' from the Youtube sensation, A Very Potter Musical." Layne could feel all of their eyes on her as she made her way to the piano. You can do this, Layne said to herself Courage. The Warblers all flashed quickly into her head. This wasn't just for her..It was for them..And she was going to make them proud!

Kurt had met Layne seventh period. The girl possesed a wonderful sense of fashion. Now, she was sitting behind the piano, playing the bridge to the final chorus of the song. Kurt listened intently as she began to sing.

Baby, you're not alone

Cuz you're here with me

And nothing's ever gonna take us down

Cuz nothing can keep me from loving you

And you know it's true.

It don't matter what'll come to be

You know our love is all we need

Kurt stared at the girl in front of him, utterly speechless. Layne Anderson possessed a gift the likes of which Kurt had never heard before. He looked around and say that everyone in the room, even Rachel, was staring at her in disbelief. She stopped playing and stood up, walking swiftly to the center of the room to finish the song acapella;

To make it through.

Kurt stood up and applauded his friend. She had talent, there was no denying that. That talent needs to be in here, Kurt said to himself, beaming brightly at the younger girl in front of them.

The room was almost completely silent. The only noise was coming from Kurt, who was applauding like a .Schue walked over to her, smiling, and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Well, what do you guys think?" He said, looking out to the crowd.

The entire class burst into chatter. There was so much of it that Layne couldn't tell what anyone was saying. Finally, a tiny girl stood up with extreme confidence and silenced the class. She looked directly at the two of them.

"We would love to have your amazing talent in our Glee Club, Layne Anderson." The small girl smiled.

The entire class agreed with her. Layne looked at Kurt, who smiled and shook his head. Layne was finally home.

Blaine sat in Windsor common room, surrounded by his housemates.

"What's going on?" David asked, mirroring the others looks of concern.

"Layne is singing again. After everything that's happened, After all the shit she's been through..She's singing again. I don't think I could be happier."

I hope you all enjoyed this revised version of my story as much as I enjoyed writing it for you. I would appriciate feedback.(:

xx, Kendizzy.(: