Ryan
My stomach was doing flip flops inside me. I was nervous as hell. I knew this was a bad idea, I don't know why I let Sharpay talk me into it. "You need to break out of your shell" she says, "This'll be a great experience" she says. HA! Fat chance of that. Why did Sharpay have to start a Show Choir at the East High School? Why did Mrs. Darbus have to find out about Show Choir Student Exchange? Oh well, what's done is done I suppose. There isn't much I can do about it now that I'm sitting on a bus heading to Lima, Ohio to visit the Show Choir "New Directions."
Sharpay was sitting next to me, she was talking, although I'm not sure what about, I have a unique talent being able to make it look like I'm listening while in reality I'm not hearing a single word. A paper airplane hit her in the back of the head and she turned around to scream at Chad and Troy, the perpetrators of said airplane. I sighed aloud and placed my head in my hands, this caught Sharpay's attention.
"What's wrong with you?" She asked while picking at something under her nail.
"I suppose I'm a bit nervous about living in someone else's home for a month! I mean after all I've never even spent the night at a friends house before!" I replied, laying the sarcasm on thickly.
"Oh stop whining Ryan, this'll be good for us. We need to get to know the competition and from what I hear these are the people to beat," she scolded. I shut up after that, there is not point in arguing with Sharpay, not even a mule could win against her. I put my iPod in and tried to get some sleep.
Kurt
"So, can we go over this again?" my Dad said as he leaned against the doorframe of the guest bedroom.
I looked up at him and rolled my eyes, "I don't see what is so confusing to you about this dad, but I'll lay it out for you again if it is really necessary."
"yes, it is" he says.
I pull a great dramatic sigh and say, "We are having someone come to the house. They will be sleeping, eating and living here for a month. They will be going to my school with me. We will be learning from each other and trading notes on being in a show choir. And no dad I have no idea who they are, only just that they are a high school student from Albuquerque, New Mexico."
"So I gotta deal with two hormonal teenagers for a month?" He asks.
"Well that's one way to look at it dad," I reply, "now leave me in peace I have to make this guest bedroom presentable for our guest."
"Shouldn't you be getting to school Kurt?"
"But-But the guest room!" I pouted.
"Looks fine, now get your butt off to school." he ordered. I opened my mouth to argue, but the look he gave me kept the words from leaving my lips. So I walked out into the hall, grabbed my bag and headed out the door.
Ryan
"Look!" Gabriella and Taylor squealed, "There it is! That's McKinley High!" My stomach jumped up into my throat, at the thought of what lay ahead for me. The bus pulled into the parking lot at McKinley High School. Troy, Chad, Jason and Zeke were already up on their feet and scrambling to pick up all their bags. Taylor and Gabriella were animatedly discussing their excitement. Kelsi had her nose in a book, Martha had her iPod and Katie and Shawn, the dancers, were both sitting quietly at the front.
"Ugh Ryan, your sweaty hands are touching me!" Sharpay complained.
"Oh, sorry," I said, while wiping them off on my pants. Sharpay gave me her death stare, which honestly becomes a little less intimidating every time she does it, and started to gather all her belongings together as the bus came to a stand still. All the jocks ran to the front of the bus and started pushing and shoving to get off first.
"Troy is so cute when he's joking around with the guys." Sharpay stated rather loudly to herself.
"Yeah, and he's also taken Shar," I said. She didn't seem to hear me though and even if she did she probably would have ignored me anyway. Internally I scolded myself for being such a hypocrite, I too would find myself starring at Troy for long periods of the day and dreaming of what it would be like to have him hold me the way he held Gabriella. Sadly though, Troy had to be one of the straightest people I knew.
"Ryan, move your ass I'm trying to get out of the seat!" Sharpay yelled at me, shaking me back to reality. I got up so that Sharpay could get out of her seat and then I grabbed my things off the seat and joined the throng of people exiting the bus.
Kurt
The whole Glee club stood anxiously in the parking lot at the school, waiting for the kids from Albuquerque to get off the bus. The first four people ran off the bus pushing and shoving and yelling at each other. They all wore their team jackets and one of them was even carrying a basketball! "Ugh jocks," I muttered to Marcedes. She rolled her eyes in agreement. The next two people off the bus were a boy and a girl, they exited quietly and awkwardly they seemed out of place. Then came two girls one with dark hair and skin, one with brown hair and olive toned skin, both were very beautiful and very obviously excited about being here. Two of the jocks walked over and put their arms around the girls. Two more girls came off the bus next, one was hugging a book tightly to her chest while attempting push her glasses up at the same time. The other was sort of bouncing along to the iPod she had in her ears. Finally a girl and a boy walked off the bus, they were both blond, tall and very good looking. Not to mention the fact that they were wearing matching outfits, very high fashion outfits at that.
Mr. Shue took a step out to greet their teacher, but before he did he turned to us and gave us a warning look, a look that undoubtedly meant "be nice." He walked up to the woman who was wearing what seemed to be a multitude of drapes and extended his hand, "Hello, my name is Mr. Shuester. On behalf of all us at McKinley I'd like to welcome all of you to our school" he called out to them.
"Oh well we are very excited about the creative learning experience we shall all be receiving in this upcoming month," the drape lady said airily, "Oh and I am Ms. Darbus." Mr. Shue pulled his hand back in, because drape lady was continually ignoring it. She turned around to quiet the jocks behind her who had started pushing and shoving each other again.
"Okay, so why don't we all go inside to make the introductions?" suggested.
"Sounds like fun! I really can't wait to get to know you all." Rachel said with the fakest of all fake smiles on her face. The rest of us rolled our eyes at her, but being Rachel she didn't notice.
Ryan
My heart was beating so hard, I was almost positive it was bruising my other internal organs. We were inside their school now and setting all of our bags down in their music room. Ms. Darbus was talking the ear off of the Shuester guy and none of the McKinley kids seemed too interested in making us feel very welcome. 'Course that didn't side track Sharpay at all she took a seat right smack in the middle of the front row. She was on a mission and nothing was going to stop her. That was for sure, what that mission was though, I wasn't so sure about. I dutifully followed her though, like the little lost puppy I am, and took a seat next to her. The rest of the East High kids took up the seats around us and sat quietly waiting for further instruction. The McKinley kids all sat in the rows of chairs behind us, that made me uncomfortable, they were free to stare at us, but we couldn't see them.
Mr. Shuester cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "Okay so, I'm looking forward to a very exciting month! Now, as you all know, you will be staying with one of my Glee club members for the duration of this month. I have the list here of who has been assigned to who. So, can I have my Glee Club stand up here?" They all stood up and made their way to the front of the room, "alright when I call your name you will stand beside the person I tell you to, they will be your host for this month." He looked up at us to make sure we all understood and seeing as no one was jumping up proclaiming that they were confused he turned back to his list and started calling names. "Troy Bolton?" as if in answer Troy stood and started walking to the front of the room, "you'll be staying with Finn Hudson," he said while pointing to a very tall and simple, but handsome looking boy. "Chad Danforth?, you'll be with Noah Puckerman."
"I prefer Puck." the boy with the Mohawk interrupted.
"Dually noted." Chad Replied.
Mr. Shuester continued, "Jason Cross, Artie Abrams" Jason stood and walked over to the boy in the wheelchair, "Zeke Baylor and Matt Rutherford, Gabriella Montez and Quinn Fabray, Taylor McKessie and Mercedes Jones, Martha Cox and Brittany, Katie and Santana Lopez, Sharpay Evans and Rachel Berry, Kelsi Neilson and Tina Chohen-Chang, Shawn and Mike Chang," and after what seemed like an eternity my name was called, "Ryan Evans, you are with Kurt Hummel" The boy on the end of the line gave me a little smile and a wave. My first thought was, thank god he's not a jock and my second thought was he has really pretty eyes.
Kurt
Must be my lucky day, I laughed to myself, of all those jocks and ditsy girls I could have been forced to play host to, I get the cute blond who has been the center of my attention for the past fifteen minutes. He was standing beside me now, I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled awkwardly back. "I quite like that outfit you are wearing," I complimented him, finishing it off with a wink. He blushed almost instantaneously, cutest thing ever. Yes, this is my lucky day.