Nothing ever seems to change. Same boring life, filled with boring school, no friends, and worst of all, no interest. Nothing interesting can manage to happen… or so I thought, until I moved from my cozy home of St. Louis to Ohio. To me at first it seemed only to be more lame than before. Now I have a new school, no friends, and once again, no interest. Should be joyous right? Wrong! All of my classes, exactly the same. Being the new girl at McKinley High, I needed something to keep me busy. At my last school it was drama. Here I think I will do something a little different. I might try for a new image too. Instead of being the math or science geek, as I was before, perhaps I could try using my fighting lessons and skills and be a little tougher. I am a black belt in Tai Kwon Do, Jujutsu, Judo, and wrestling. I never did anything like that in my old school, there was no point, I never had the need to defend myself. This school was different. Huge, monstrously sized football players and skinny, bratty cheerleaders, surrounded me constantly, mocking me.
I was wondering around the hallways of this new high school, when something appeared to catch my eye. In front of me, on a cold, brick wall was a sign up sheet, but for what? As I stroked my finger over the words slowly I realized it was a sign up sheet for a Glee club. It was perfect. I always loved to sing, but considering in my drama club, the soloist was the director's daughter, I never really had the chance. Now I could. I stretched my arm and extended it to my bag, at my side, and reached for my lucky pen. It was a deep purple gel pen. The only reason that it seemed to be lucky was the fact that I had aced three tests with it. Anyhow, I carefully signed my name on the first line available, which seemed to be the first line on the page. It soon read, very clearly : Forrest Kross.
After my seven boring classes, in which clearly I knew all of the stuff taught in, I strolled toward the choir room, and reached for the handle. As I turned my wrist, a creaking sound began, as the door opened. Near the head of the room, stood a girl who appeared to be only a few inches taller than me, with dark hair and large eyes. She was speaking in an unusually high pitched voice, and was franticly saying, "I'm serious! She could pose a treat!" as if scared by my voice, which never was that great. The creaking of the door, seemed to draw much attention from the crowd of twelve students. The mysterious girl at the front of the room walked over toward me. I felt my stomach drop as frantically flapping butterflies, seemed to fill the open space. "Well," she began quietly, "Your Forrest?" she question, slightly raising her already awfully high voice, to an even higher level of annoyance.
"Yeah, I guess." I answered in my usual southern accent, which seemed to catch her off guard. "I'm Forrest." I continued as I began rubbing the back of my neck. "So… uh… what do I do?" I asked using the improper English, in which I commonly used.
"Rachel Barry." she stated as she very slightly lowered her voice. To my relief, I felt she was going to answer my question, when she opened her mouth and said, "You have to audition." she began, "You will do that tomorrow, after school, in the auditorium." she finally answered.
"Uh… thanks but what about today?" I asked calmly, wondering what it was I was supposed to do on my first day.
"Nothing. Until tomorrow, you aren't allowed to do anything." she said with a hint of joy in her voice, which I could easily sniff out through my unusually good hearing.
"Uh… sorry about that people… uh… I guess I'll see you tomorrow.:" I replied with a sigh at the end of my sentence instead of the usual punctuation. I raised my hand to the air as I walked out of the room, with what last bit of dignity my body held.