Other Places Make Me Feel like a Dork

Chapter One: Tell Me Something I Don't Know

"If a story is in you, it has got to come out."- William Faulkner

Everyone has a story. Whether you feel it is important or not, let your readers be the judge. What's your story? How long have you been keeping it to yourself? Why haven't you written it down? How can you share it with your readers in such a way that they will feel a connection to it? – Unknown.

Tyler Noah Puckerman:

So you want me to tell you something about myself? The truth is there really isn't anything to tell. I'm seventeen and a senior here at McKinley High School. My parents are Quinn and Noah Puckerman and I have two sisters: Beth and Jessica. I'm captain and quarterback of the football team and plan on winning two national championships this year: one for football and the other for Glee Club. Yeah, Glee club right! Why would anyone think a cool kid like me would join a club that is so lame? Truth is I actually enjoy it and I'm trying to find some way to get out of this crap-fest of a town. Maybe join a rock band or something… how kick ass would that be? Oh right, need to talk more about myself. Well, I have a best friend. Her name's Samantha Hudson and she's been my best friend for as long as I can remember. No, she isn't my girlfriend and yes we have made out a few times but it's what you expect out of the captains of Glee club and football and cheerleading teams...right? Anyways I'm done because I really don't have time for this and I can see her standing over my shoulder mocking me.

"What are you doing?" the familiar female voice asked me over my shoulder. I noticed her squinting at my computer screen trying to catch a glimpse of my paragraph for the glee club assignment. Looking up at her I noticed something about her was different. Wait a minute; did she dye her hair red?

"Did you dye your hair?" I questioned, trying to avoid the topic of my assignment. I shut my laptop rather quickly as I watched her manoeuvre her way to sit across from me. She looks sexy with that red hair. Oh shit, did I actually think that?

"Yes I did. Thank you for noticing and for avoiding what I asked you," she said taking a bite of my apple that was left on my tray.

"What are the parents going to think?" I asked as I watched her roll her eyes and shake her head. The Hudson family really didn't have the best family dynamic considering Aunt Rachel and Uncle Finn spent most of their time in New York with her sister Barbara. They aren't my real aunt and uncle but our families are pretty close.

"Who cares? They're in New York anyways. Barbara had another great audition and you know how my parents have to be there," she said sarcastically. That's the thing about Sam. As much as she makes it look like she doesn't care, she does. She really does. She's has a huge heart and someone like that should care. I was interrupted in my thoughts when I heard the bell ring.

"Well I better get going. I'll see you in Glee club co-captain," she stated, I laughed as I watched her put a fake gun to her head and pull the trigger. Yeah, I have a pretty kick-ass best friend.

Samantha Carole Hudson:

So I guess this is the part where I tell you about myself and the truth is I really don't want too. I guess I'll get the basics out of the way first. I'm seventeen and captain of the Cheerios. I'm also co-captain of the Glee club; a club I joined to get my parents off my back. Right my parents, you'd figure my last name would give it away. I'm the youngest spawn of Finn and Rachel Hudson and the youngest sister to Barbara Maria Hudson. If you haven't guessed by now, I'm the rebel who doesn't fit in with her family… not like I see them anyway. Uncle Blaine and Uncle Kurt are great though. So are Grandma Carole and Grandpa Burt. At least I know they love me. Truth is I really don't know what I want but I know for damn sure that I will never be on Broadway and I will not be going to New York for college. I'm not looking for popularity; I'm just looking for a way out. Maybe that's why I secretly love Glee club so much because I'm surrounded by people who love me. And isn't that what everyone wants… just to be loved?

"Well, well if it isn't my live-in roommate," my cousin Max said as he sat down next to me in geometry.

"Well, well if it isn't the cousin who hogs the mirror. How is your brain feeling this morning from all the peroxide you have in your hair?" I stated jokingly, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow and laughed. Plopping himself next to me, I watched him place a chaste kiss on my cheek.

"How I adore you sense of humour and how I adore that new boy…" he said trailing off as his eyes darted to the boy who walked across the room.

"How do you even know he's gay?" I asked, as I continued to write down the notes on the board.

"Because I'm gay and if there is one thing I'm sure of it's my awesome sense of gaydar," he replied, forcing me to look over at the male he had been oogling at. Just as I turned to face the boy in question, I saw him dip down and kiss Max's sister Charlotte.

"Then why is he kissing Char?" I asked him, nudging him towards the direction. I watched his face turn into a scowl. Crossing his arms over his chest, I hear him let out a tiny huff.

"I don't even know what my sister is doing in this class. She's a year younger than us," he pouted, his arms still crossed over his chest. I could tell he was still relishing in his breakup from his boyfriend, Dustin. Who names their kid Dustin anyways?

"Two words: Child prodigy," I said, as I continued to look up at the board. This was my senior year and I was not going to fool around. If I wanted out of this town, I needed to make sure I have all my bases covered and Tyler's basis too considering the kid has the attention span of a toddler.

Tyler Puckerman. My best friend, my confidant and the guy I'm secretly crushing on. Total cliché right? The popular cheerleader crushing madly on the equally popular quarterback! I haven't felt this way for a long time, it was up until recently that maybe having a boyfriend wouldn't be so bad and shouldn't you be in a relationship with someone who's your lover and best friend? But if anyone knows Tyler, it's me, and I know he isn't the relationship-type. Maybe I'm just hoping something will change. Maybe one day when we least expect it.

Max Finn Anderson

Well hello to all my future fashionistas who will be reading this message in the near future. I'm Max Anderson, the most stylish male here at McKinley High (good thing my dad's a lawyer right!). Not only am I incredibly stylish (incredibly probably isn't the correct word… astronomic is more like it!) but I'm also senior class president. I have two gay dads, Kurt and Blaine Anderson, who are two of the most incredible men to walk the face of this planet. They adopted my sister Charlotte and I from a foster care in New York City. Charlotte was three and I was four when they adopted us and moved us to Lima. I love Lima but New York is where my heart lies. I hope to get an internship to a fashion magazine company once I leave McKinley. New York City is calling my name. I know it.

"Hello brother dearest," my sister said, looping her arm through mine. My sister and I are two very different people. Although we are biological siblings, we couldn't be more opposite. See our mom was charged with neglect when Charlotte and I were young. Our biological father was never around and our mom was always into drugs. I remember the day they took us into foster care. Charlotte's never was the same after that. She's always looking for the wrong kinds of attention to fill the void our biological parents never gave us.

"Hello sister dear, how is the newest boyfriend you were kissing in geometry?" I asked her, trying not to sneer with jealousy. Remember how I said my sister looked for the wrong kinds of attention. This is the main attention she seeks.

"Oh, Nathan? I met him in study hall this morning and he isn't my boyfriend. He's a mere conquest I'm keeping my eye on," she replied cooly.

"You know Char maybe instead of 'conquests', you should focus your attention on getting an actual boyfriend. Someone that could make you, I don't know, happy," I said. I could tell she wasn't listening because she was staring at someone. Leave it to my sister to never listen to any advice I have to give her. Maybe if she let an ounce of my wisdom seep into her head, she wouldn't have the reputation she has.

"You know big brother, I think you're absolutely right," she stated, walking away from me towards the boy she was staring at. Looking in the direction she walked, I noticed her strut over to Tyler. Wait… Tyler Puckerman? As in Sam's best friend slash secret-crush-I-only-know-about? Shit! Some days I should really learn to keep my mouth shut. I only seem to make things a bigger mess than they already are.

Hey everyone! Thanks to everyone who has started reading this story. It was just an idea I had been toying with for a while and lately I've been urged to start writing. This is only the beginning as I still have four more characters out of the seven to write for. I hope you all are starting to enjoy the story, because I'm having a lot of fun writing new characters and creating new ships with new drama. Also I'd like you all, if you could be ever so kind, to leave me songs that you have enjoyed that the Glee cast has covered. I'm going to take them into strong consideration for this story and I really wish for my reads to be a part of it!

Parental ships in this story are as follows:

Finchel, Quick, Klaine, Tike, Samcedes, Brittana, Wemma and Artie/OC

Thanks guys,

Sam