It was a normal day at Mckinley High School. The Cheerios were cheering, the Glee Club was singing and the jocks were showing everyone who was boss. So yes, it was quite normal. Until the new girl Dakota decides to shake things up for once and for all.

It was a new year for me. Maybe this school was going to make me happy. I wouldn't have to hide behind the curtain any more. Also, this is Ohio, not Kansas. No more lame Wizard of Oz jokes. This was going to be good. At least, that's what I thought at first.

I took out my schedule for the five hundredth time this morning. My locker was 2009. Now where was that? Already this school is confusing me. Why didn't they hand out maps? This place is sprawling with kids. Some of them looked like they were ready to jump me. I hate this. That's when I figured it out. The counselors office!

So I ran towards the glass office at the front of the school. There she was, the key to my success at a new school. The red headed counselor. She looked wide eyed and neat. I opened the door and she about jumped out of her office chair.

"Why uh, hello. Is there anything I can help you with?" She said with a smile and wide eyes.

"Yes, Ms. Pillsbury, I'm new here and I have no clue where anything is. Can you give me some tips?" I asked very sweetly.

She shook her head and searched around her desk.

"What's your name?"

"Dakota Frost."

"Oh! Here you are. I want to introduce you to your ambassador. Kurt Hummel." Ms. Pillsbury said nicely as a boy in a black suit jacket and skinny jeans walked over to me. He was really pale and had bright blue eyes and perfect hair. He looked like a male model.

"Hi, I'm Kurt. I know everything about this place, so just stick with me and we will overcome the trails and tribulations Mckinley High has to offer." He says, shaking my hand.

"Hi, I'm Dakota and I'm glad to hear it!" I say giggling.

Kurt smiled and held open the door for me.

"So you're a Sophomore, right?" Kurt asked as he looked down at me. I was only 5'3'' while he seemed to be a 5'6''.

"Yep. Are you?"

"Yes ma'am. Now, where is your locker?"

"Honestly? I have no clue."

"Oh. Well what number is it?" He said looking at me like I was an idiot, but with understanding at the same time.

"Uh, 2009."

"Oh, that's right by mine. Fabulous location, perfect for getting to Glee rehearsals and back without any...troubles." He said troubles really quietly as a boy who was bigger walked by him and glared.
Kurt was quiet for a bit as I tried to open my locker. After about five tries it opened...finally.
He sighed as he began laughing at me, "Bad luck with the locker, I'm guessing?"
"Yeah, but I got it." I laughed.
"This may seem a bit forward, but are you a singer?"
"Kind of. I sang for my choir at my old school."
"Would you like to join New Directions?"
"Sure!"
"Auditions are at lunch. I'll see you there!" Kurt said as he began to walk towards a Spanish classroom. Maybe things won't be so bad here?