This is my first SYOC. Ever. I figured, I would give it a shot. My cousin, has one going, and I figured that this would run into hers, at Regional's. (Provided she doesn't change her mind again.) Please send SYOC to my Inbox. I'll keep this open for a week (or maybe longer.) I'm looking for nine more characters. App on Profile.

My ORIGINAL O/C'S I have placed:

Hero Smith, age 16
Corey McGuire, age 16
Violet Grohl, age 17 (Sorry Mr. Dave Grohl, I apologize for using your daughters name, in a F/F of a show that you hate. I promise, if you ever see this, I won't place her with any Foo Fighters songs. Matter of fact, I think, I will have it set that she doesn't like the band, though I do.)

Prologue

I missed my other students already. Sure, I knew it was coming, but I still missed them, though I got scattered e-mails throughout the summer on how everyone was doing. Finn and Rachel worked everything out, and back to being engaged. I'm happy for them. Then I smile to myself, and figure, why not try again.
Form new friends. New memories. New year. New Directions. I knew that I still had three members on board, but I would place, a sign up sheet anyways.
"Why even bother with that waist of a space?" spat Sue Sylvester, though she already knew the answer.
"Because, Sue, I like to prove you wrong, this year, as I did last year," I tell her, with my smile, in which she hated to see so much.
"Ok. Bring it on, but I'll win the kids over, I always do, and as much as I would love to stay and chat, I have other important things to do," she sarcastically announced, and walked away. As she walked away she evilly yelled at a couple freshman. Nope, Sue Sylvester hadn't changed over the summer. Somehow, I doubted that she would.

"Guess who's back, back again," I sang, as I met up with my best friend, Violet Grohl on the first day back to William McKinley High School.
"I'm going to pretend that you didn't just make that reference, so we can head to announcements, and see what clubs, we can sign up for, and not attend them," she sarcastically told him.
"The Yearbook committee will be looking for staffers," I announce, as we walk in the entrance to the school.
"No thanks, I get labeled enough wearing my Flynn's Arcade hoodie," she tells me with a smile.
"Yeah, because your obsessed with the eighties, and your favorite movie is Pretty in Pink," I tell her. Then I saw it.
"We could sign up for Glee Club," I suggest already having a pen in my hand so I could write down, my name on the empty line.
"Former Santa Clara surfer meets show choir. Hmmm that would be interesting to see," she tells me sarcastically, as she pulls her dyed red hair into a ponytail. "To see that, I'm in," she tells me, as she steals my pen, and writes her name down on the line under mine.

Today, was my first day at McKinley. I was nervous, but what could I do about it? I was the new student. Bully territory. Fresh meat. I get out of my dad's old school Dodge Charger, and head into the school. Inside I wasn't bothered with. I guess, they figured I was a freshman, so I got a free pass. In the hallways, I saw scattered, cheerleaders in uniform, I was guessing that had their uniforms from the summer. Everything was going great. Until I ran into him.
"Whoa. Hey, where you headed to in such a hurry?" he asks me, with a smile.
"The office. I start classes here today," I tell him.
"No. Worries. I'm Corey McGuire," he introduces. I finally get a good look at him. Blue green eyes. Faux spiky dyed maroon hair.
"I'm Hero Smith," I tell him, now purposely looking into his blue green eyes.
"Well, then you are headed in the right direction, I was headed there anyways, to see if I could have a class change," he tells me.
"Well I feel comforted," I tell him with a giggle.
"Alright then, welcome to McKinley," he tells me.
"Thanks"
"If you get a chance, sign up for glee club," he tells me, before he drops off whatever it was that he needed to drop off, and left. Maybe, this year wouldn't be so bad.