Romance, Bromance and Chicken Feet Salad – A Mike Chang Story

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THIS STORY IS ABOUT MIKE CHANG AND HIM STARTING AT MCKINLEY HIGH, AND JOINING GLEE CLUB.

RATED T FOR FUTRE SENCES (FOR NOW)

I OWN NOTHING, sadly :(

CHAPTER 1

A Month Before

A boy sits alone at a table the smell of spilt drinks, burnt food and deodorant masks the air, a scrunched up sheet of paper rolls under his feet, thrown by the "in" kids sitting at the table behind him. He picks up the paper and unscrunches it reading the words "Go Sing and Dance you Gay FREAK!" The boy thought to himself "Just one more month and I will be out of this shit hole."

Present Day

The alarm clock in Mike's room turned onto the radio at 7:15 AM, the muffled sound of two men talking about NFL came out of his dodgy clock speakers that he brought very cheap from a pushy salesman when his family was on vacation in China. Mike rolled over hit the "snooze" button and went back to sleep.

Mike was awoken by his mother Karen just two minutes later, "Michael! Must I wake up every morning! Your father and I are very busy this morning, both him and I are going to our job interviews and must leave now. I have some cereal out for you, now move! Also dear be home early as we need help unpacking all these boxes."

Mike dragged himself out of bed; he knew that today would be tough "New school, new town, new people. I should properly try and lay low for a bit." Mike though as he tossed a plain grey tee shirt, a red flannelette shirt and some jeans onto his bed. After he slowly got dressed Mike plugged his iPod into his speakers, turned the music on loud and started dancing to his "Just Dance" playlist. Mike always danced in the morning it woke and warmed his body up, like coffee did. He only felt safe dancing in his room, if anyone knew that he loved to dance then well he would be labelled "gay" and that is not something you want to be labelled as, he learnt that the hard way.

When the song finished Mike jogged down the stairs to the kitchen where he saw his breakfast. "Urgh, no way I'm eating that." Mike said to himself. "What is this? "Low Fat Crunchy Wheat Balls more like crap. I thought I told mom to stop buying these when I was like in year three." Mike walked out then locked the front door and started walking to school.

Mike's parents didn't trust him with the car so he walked everywhere, which wasn't too bad because it kept him fit when he wasn't at the gym, which he was at a lot over the summer holidays, he wanted to be in the school's football team he was in his old school's team but he sucked but over the holidays Mike had trained hard and he hoped his training had paid off.

His new school was big, well big compared to his old school, which only had about seventy or so students, he never fitted in there everyone thought he was gay just because he liked to dance, and sing a bit.

He lightly jogged through his new school "William McKinley High School's" car park being honked at by some of the students in their cars who were trying to find a parking spot. Mike walked through the large double doors that was covered in graffiti, and entered the school.

When the bell signalled for first period after Principle Figgins had an assembly welcoming everyone back to a new school year at McKinley. He reminded them to concentrate hard as any students who fail their exams will not be allowed to school social events. Mike raced around trying to find his maths classroom eventually a Spanish teacher who wore a navy vest and had brown, curly hair whose name Mike didn't catch pointed him in the right direction, telling him that his first day at McKinley was confusing as well. When Mike walked into maths late everyone looked at him, well he was the "new kid", and people sometimes have a hard time adjusting to "new kids". Mike quickly told the teacher Mrs. Gruglarian (who smelt like she hadn't showered in a week) why he was late, she murmured a few words to him but he didn't hear then went to find a seat.

Mike saw one free seat in classroom it was in the middle of the second last row in front of a kid with a Mohawk, who was leaning on the wall in his chair and aiming paper balls at the teacher as she wrote on the whiteboard, Mike though "Badass." Next to the seat was a dark skinned boy with shaved black hair and an earring in his right ear, he was talking to a tall kid with brown hair who was sitting next to the guy with the earring. Mike took the seat, as he did the dark skinned boy turned to him and said "Sup, I'm Matt, you new?"

Mike's POV

I replied to him "Yeah. I'm Mike by the way."

"Cool, you play football?"

"Yeah I do."

"You should join the football team, tryouts are this afternoon."

Matt and I talked for the rest of the lesson he seemed like a really cool guy, in fact I would call him a friend which is something I haven't had in years.

Thanks For Reading :) sorry but fast parts with to much detail i am working on that :)