hey guys! Sorry I haven't been updating anything, my mind is just stuck. If that means starting a new story, I think I should listen to my mind.
Apollo
I hated my job. Being a poetry teacher sucked hard. Maybe that's why I wanted to save the Glee Club. Because I wanted to relive my past through these kids, these amazingly talented kids who still had their whole lives ahead of them. I had learned to love them through our journey together. I hoped they would tell their screwed mixed relationship kids how it all started.
"Bacchus, you bastard of a principal!" I yelled, running into my boss's office that fine third day of school.
"Hello to you too, Arkansas. How are you this morning?" Mr. Bacchus Dionysus asked sarcastically, flipping through the 'Goode High Weekly', throwing it in the trash, then giving me a bored look.
"How could you be ending Glee club? Kids love it!" I exclaimed. "It's amazing! I can't remember a year my team didn't go to nationals. Do you really want to kill their dreams, Mr. D?"
One of the buttons on Mr. D's shirt popped off and almost hit me in the eye. Shocked, he scowled at me. "Back in your time, yes. Nowadays, teens think that Glee is as cool as Elmo. It would just be a waist of time to do it again, in my book, and I am the only book.
Besides, we don't have the time, funds, or supervisor for that stupid club. When you find me a teacher who is willing to spend his own money, give up his classroom, and spend time with those stupid brats, they can be in charge of Glee."
In charge of Glee? That's a dream come true! I remembered when I was the star in Goode's Glee Club. My sister, Artie, and I would belt it out together, making beautiful music. We had won nationals every time we went, making a name of ourselves and of Goode. We were true stars, but Artemis and I both just ended up being teachers at our own high school.
Maybe this is the gods giving me my fate on a silver platter. Even if not, it would be a lot of fun planning set lists and all. I would finally win the school back from Aphrodite and her Cheetos, and be a part of Glee again!
"I'll do it!" I told Mr. D. I never would have known what I was getting myself into.
Piper
Come join GLEE CLUB for a year of singing and fun! the sheet read. It was tempting me, that damn word. Sing. I wanted to so bad, and I didn't have anything to lose. He had already burned my dignity and pride. Being a coffee victim everyday does that to you. I signed my name, walked two feet with my head down, and heard my tormenter's voice in the near empty hall.
"Hey, Song Girl!" his voice echoed. I turned around helplessly to have an iced coffee poured on my head. Well, at least it's not hot. Yeah their are upsides to this.
"I hate you, Jason," I whispered. I would've been lying if I'd said that a year ago. And it's sad, because I'm still lying.
The blonde boy grinned, running off with his laughing jock friends, while I stood there. I dreamed of a better time, when he wasn't such an asshole towards me. When 'Song Girl' was a compliment. Life wasn't fair, but, maybe Glee was?
I trudged away towards my next class, stopping at the bathroom on the way.
Annabeth
A new school, new in crowd, new ways to be embarrassed. I watched as the girl helplessly walked off towards the bathroom. I knew how that felt. So, I decided to commit social suicide early. I followed her.
The girl was beautiful, even with coffee drenching her hair and t-shirt. She had exotically tanned skin, well defined cheek bones, long chocolate hair and lashes that showed off her amazing eyes. They changed colors, from green, to blue, to brown. Why would she be bullied?
She had taken some wipes out of her bag and used a wet paper towel to try and clean her hair out. She didn't seem to notice me, so I cleared my throat. She still didn't look up.
"Need any help?" I asked her. She finally raised her head, looking everywhere in the room, then looking at me.
"I'm the only one here," she whispered. I nodded.
"Do you need any help with that?" She looked shocked that I was even speaking to her, but still nodded.
I grabbed some of the paper towels and cleaned her off. She changed out of her shirt and into an over sized hoodie. I brushed her choppy hair out, throwing it up into a messy bun. I let her use my mascara and lip gloss, then she looked as good as new.
"Thank you, um," she said in a quiet voice.
"Annabeth, and you don't have to whisper. We're alone." She smiled, shaking her head like I was some naive child.
"Thanks, Annabeth, but when you live with Reyna and Rachel as long as I have, you know that they're always watching. I'm Piper, by the way." She offered me her hand, and I shook it.
As we walked by the assignment board, I saw a sheet that read 'GLEE' with Piper Mclean signed below. "Glee, huh?" I asked her. "I think I just might try that." I signed quickly, then Piper showed me to where my first class was.
That's the beginning, my dear friends! Hope you like it and are waiting for Chapter 1. I hope this gets me out of all my other writing blocks :)
I hope you feel sorry for Piper and are wondering just why Annabeth has been to so many schools. Everything will be revealed with time, especially what Piper said about Jason. Why is he so mean to her? You'll find out!
See ya!