New Directions goes to (musical) summer camp!

"The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round..." Rachel sang as she and the rest of New Directions rode on the rickety bus.

"Rachel, you're giving me a headache. Shut. Up." Puck groaned as he whacked his forehead against the seat in front of him. Mercedes whipped around pulling the white ear buds out of her ears.

"You do that again and your mohawk won't be the only thing that disappears" she said while turning to wink at Kurt.

"Careful Puck, she doesn't joke around when talking about hair" Kurt said, running a comb through his own hair, adjusting his side part.

"Wait, I thought you were like...bald?" Brittany said to Puck, a confused look crossing her face.

"Today anyway" Quinn said smiling while running a hand lightly over his shaved head. Puck just smiled and glanced over at Finn, who responded by placing his arm gently around Rachel.

"Fine" Rachel pouted as she folded her arms across her chest and wrinkled her nose. The bus grew eerily quiet and the only noise that could be heard was the whooshing of the air as it passed over the bus.

"So what exactly are we going here for again?" Artie asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, I mean did Mr. Schue tell you guys anything?" Tina asked while taking his hand.

"No idea, but they better have dance program here or I will be royally ticked" Mike said, leaning over to high five Matt who just laughed.

"Ugh, please. They better have running water here or else I will be 'royally ticked'" Santana rolled her eyes sarcastically while making air quotes.

"Look, all Mr. Schue told any of us was that we're going on a two-week long preforming arts camp called Camp Spalding, or something, and that the coaches, or err- whatever they're called, could help us out" Finn said, talking for the first time. "We should all just...trust him by now, so let's just leave it at that, okay?"

"Fine, but if I have to share a bathroom with any of you I'm going to complain" Kurt said as he turned to Mercedes, doing their secret handshake.

"I'm just glad I don't have to worry about Cheerios Summer Training anymore" Quinn said, sounding relieved. She turned toward Santana and Brittany. "How did you guys get out of it?"

"How do you think?" Santana said. "Brittany's faking a brain tumor and I said I was being deported."

"And she believed you?" Quinn whistled through her teeth.

"Damn girl, you've got talent, I'll give you that" Mercedes said, widening her eyes.

"What can I say? I'm a girl of many talents" Santana said smirking.

"Yes you are" Puck said, turning to face her.

"Aw, dude. Not here in front of the girls" Finn groaned and shook his head.

"You tell him Finn" Quinn said, smiling shyly at him. Finn grinned appreciatively back.

"Anyways, Finn! Skipping football camp?" Rachel interjected quickly, sitting up.

"Uh, yeah. Coach Tanaka said he was cool with it..I think?" Finn said, looking at Puck, Mike, and Matt for reassurance.

"Yeah man, we're cool" Matt nodded.

"Coach said he doesn't care about the Glee Club ever since Emma dumped Mr. Schue" Mike confirmed.

"No one cares about the Glee Club" Puck snapped and crossed his arms.

"He's got a point" Santana said and turned back to where Brittany was making faces at herself in the windows.

For the next 30 minutes the bus was quiet until it pulled up to the campsite. One by one the students grabbed their possessions and filed off, surveying the area. From what they saw there was a lake, a cafeteria, a few cabins, and what looked like an outdoor amphitheater.

"Finally you're here! And you are...New Directions, right?" a gray haired lady probably in her mid-sixties glanced at her clipboard and looked expectantly at them.
"That's right" Rachel nodded, taking a step forward.

"Excellent, just on time." she said as she checked something off on her clipboard and continued talking. "Your counselor for these two weeks is my newest, and so far, my favorite" she giggled and pointed to a figure walking towards them.

"Well isn't this just perfect" he said smirking as he stood in front of them.

"Ladies and gentleman, meet Jesse St. James. He just graduated from Carmel High and is interning here before flying down to California, where he will attend UCLA on a full-ride scholarship" she announced proudly, smiling. One by one their mouths dropped open and the only sound that could be heard was Puck cracking his knuckles menacingly. Jesse ignored them all and pulled a silver whistle out of his pocket, blowing hard on it once so that a piercing blast penetrated their ears.

"Welcome to Camp Spalding" he said, grinning wickedly.

I really like that last line xD

The new chapters will be written from single person point of view I've decided, so it's not a jumbled mess like this one, hehe..

Reviews are very welcome :]