My name is Kate Hummel. I'm a sophomore at William McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio. My father is a mechanic and my mother is deceased. I took a lot after her. She was Hispanic and my dad was obviously white.
I put her picture down and realized that I should get ready for school. I took off my t-shirt and short pajama set and headed to the shower. Once I got out, I went to the book shelf and grabbed my copy of New Moon. I wanted to get done with it before the movie came out. I began to work on my makeup and looked at the latest issue of Vogue. Charlize Theron was on the cover. I wished that they had gone with someone younger.
I got dressed in a white floral cami with a red pleated miniskirt with black Capri leggings underneath and black flats with a red bow in my hair. I grabbed my blue Prada purse and headed downstairs where my dad was sitting at the table.
"Look at you." He replied. "Your mother would be so proud if she could see you."
"Daddy, you're making me blush." I told him as I poured myself some Cheerios. Coincidentally, that was also the name of the cheerleading squad at school.
"So you're about to be a sophomore. Do you have any plans for the year? Are you going to join any clubs or sports?"
"I don't know." I replied. I wasn't sure if there would be anything that I liked. "I should probably get going."
I headed out to my car. It was a blue 2003 Toyota Camry. The owners left it with my dad because they didn't want to pay to get it fixed, so he fixed it up for me and gave it to me as a birthday present. I had turned 16 at the end of my freshman year.
I arrived at the school and pulled into a parking spot in the back. All of the seniors got to go in the front. I had time before school, so I could look around. I noticed the cheerleaders were practicing in the hall.
"You want something, Dyke?" Santana Lopez, the queen of the school asked. I wasn't a lesbian. I just had a slight attraction to girls. They were more crushes than anything else. I did not have one on her, but I did have one on head cheerleader Quinn Fabray.
I decided to look at the bulletin board to see if there was anything that I could do. They had chess club. I couldn't play chess. Black Student Alliance: I was the wrong minority for it. Dance team: it was a possibly. Then I found one that I knew that I would love: Glee club. I signed my name on the list.
It turned out that we didn't even have to audition. They were four other members: an African-American girl named Mercedes Jones, an Asian-American goth named Tina-Cohen Chang, A Jewish guy named Rex Berry and Hank Saunders, who had no outstanding characteristics. On the first day, things got weird. We started singing "Where is the Love?" by the Black Eyed Peas when the director Mr. Ryerson started to fondle Hank's neck. I wasn't sure what to do. I was pretty that it was sexual harassment and maybe even assault.
The next morning, I found out that the Glee club was over. Someone had spilled the beans on the incident and Mr. Ryerson was fired. That sucked. If I had known that it was going to happen, I would have tried out for the dance team, but now it was too late.
However, at the end of the day, there was an announcement that the Glee club was saved. Mr. Schuester, the Spanish teacher came and offered to take over. Of course it meant that we would all have to audition again. Everyone came back except for Hank. I wouldn't be surprised if he changed schools. Instead we got a nerdy guy in a wheelchair named Artie Abrams.
"My name is Kate Hummel and I will be singing 'Ever, Ever After' from Enchanted." I stated. It was my favorite movie and I loved Giselle, even though she didn't end up as a princess.
Ever, ever after
Storybook endings, fairytales coming true
Deep down inside you wanna believe they still do
And a secret is taught, it's our favorite part of the story
Let's just admit that we all wanna make it to
Ever, ever after if we just don't get it our own way
Ever, ever after it may only be a wish away
No wonder your heart feels it's flying, your head feels it's spinning
Each happy ending is a brand new beginning
Let yourself be enchanted you just might break through
To ever, ever after, forever could start today
Ever, ever, after, maybe it's just one wish away
Your ever, ever after
Ever, ever, ever after
Ever, ever after I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss
Forever ever after
Of course, we still had only five members and it probably wasn't going to go anywhere. We were definitely a weird group. To make things worse, Tina had a stutter and our dancing was completely unsynchronized. We were terrible. I really wished I had tried out for the dance team instead. Well, at least I could say that I was part of a club. I wasn't sure if it would last considering how bad we were, but for the time being, I was part of something.
"So you're in the Glee club, aren't you, Dyke?" Santana asked me. She had a cup from the slush machine in her hand.
"For the last time, I am not g…" I tried to protest before she hurled the drink in my face. I wiped it from my eyes. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"I'm just showing you what those of us who are on the top do to those who are on the bottom." She explained. "Get used to it, Dyke."
I definitely wished I had tried out for the dance team.
Felicity's POV
My name is Felicity Hudson. I'm a sophomore at William McKinley High School. I was the school football star. Well, most Americans would call it soccer. The point was that I was the one player on the soccer field that was actually good…which in a team sport is a bad thing.
It was the third day of school. I walked inside after having walked to school. I couldn't drive because of an incident involving me hitting the mailman. He ended up mostly okay after all of his injuries healed.
Soccer players weren't the queens of popularity around the school, but at least we had had some success in recent years. I didn't understand why the football was so popular despite the fact that they were terrible.
There was one football player that I did like. His name was Sam Evans and he was a freshman. His was a bit of a dork, and he wasn't even starting, but he was pretty good. It was safe to say that I had a bit of a crush on him. Yes, dating a guy that was a year younger seemed like it would be weird, but anything could happen.
I liked to go out to the soccer field and practice during lunch. I usually brought a sandwich from home because I wasn't going to go near anything in that lunch room. I really didn't have any friends that I wanted to eat with. I did have one friend on the football team. His name was Noah Puckerman, but he went by Puck. I was also friends with one of the cheerleaders named Quinn Fabray, but cheerleaders and soccer players didn't really associate with each other. I was pretty sure it involved the Coach Sylvester, the cheerleading coach blowing up Coach Tweedy's car. Yes, their last names were really Sylvester and Tweedy.
I began to sing to myself as I practiced my movement.
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man she brings home her pay for love, for love
She says we gotta hold onto what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love we'll give it a shot
Oh, we're halfway there
Oh, living on a prayer
Take my hand we'll make I swear
Oh living on a prayer
Tommy's got a six-string in heart
Now he's opening when he used to make it talk so tough, so tough
Gina dreams of running away
She cries in the night and Tommy whispers "Baby, it's okay, someday"
We've gotta hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when that's all that you've got
Oh we're halfway there
Oh living on a prayer
Take my hand we'll make it I swear
Oh living on a prayer
Living on a prayer
"This is her." Coach Tweedy declared. She had Mr. Schuester, the Spanish teacher with her. She was British from Newcastle, which I wasn't entirely sure where to locate on a map.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Mr. Schue here is looking for people for his Glee club. I know that you have an excellent voice based on what I've just heard and what I've heard before." She explained.
"Sorry, but I'm not interested." I declared as I walked away. I had better things to do than to be in some singing club. It was too bad the school didn't have a better team.
The following day, I walked down the hallway and I noticed the signup sheet for the New Directions, the Glee club. I wasn't going to write my name on it. I just wanted to see if I knew anyone in there. Then I came across one name in particular: Sam Evans. It could be my chance with him. I decided to sign my name on it with hopes that it would get him to notice me.
So on the first day, I was matched up for a duet, not with Sam, but this guy named Rex Berry. We were singing "You're the One that I Want" from Grease. I couldn't help but wonder how John Travolta got cast in that movie because he could not sing.
"I'm not singing backup." This black girl named Mercedes interrupted the song suddenly. "I am Beyoncé. I aint no Kelly Rowland."
The irony of the situation was in the movie that was supposed to be Beyoncé's big dramatic break, she found herself playing second fiddle to Jennifer Hudson. I had a little bit of a soft spot for musicals, but I didn't really like Beyoncé all that much. She kind of annoyed me.
By Friday, it looked like everything was over. I didn't think that Mr. Schue really cared. If it even so quickly, I wouldn't get a chance to get Sam to like me. I was more than a little disappointed, but it wasn't something that I had any control over.
"We can't just give up." A girl named Kate declared.
"We're kind of terrible." I pointed out.
"Let's see if we can get it together just for one song." Rex suggested. He was kind of cute even though he dressed…well a lot like Mr. Schue to be honest.
"Okay, let's try one song." I agreed.
After school, we all got together in the auditorium and began to sing. We were all wearing red shirts and jeans. Rex and I were singing leads.
Just a small-town girl living in a lonely world
She took a midnight train going anywhere
Just a city boy born and raised in South Detroit
She took the midnight train going anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard
Shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice just one time
Some will win, some will lose, some are born to sing the blue
Oh the movie never ends, it goes on and on and on and on
Don't stop believing hold on to that feeling
Streetlight people
Don't stop believing hold on to that feeling
Streetlight people
Don't stop
After that performance, I thought that maybe we could make this work.
So yes, it's another story. Kate is played by Victoria Justice and Elizabeth's photo is Eva Mendes. Felicity is played by Caitlin Stasey with Cheryl Cole as Coach Tweedy and Nick Jonas as Rex. Blaine will also be a girl, but she won't appear until later. Everyone else will be the same genders. The song that Felicity is singing is of course "Livin' on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi. Please don't forget to review.