Hi. Ohmygosh, chapter one. So I was bored one day, wondered what Glee would be like Genderbended, and this came out of it. Yaay. Klaine, Finchel, Quick and Bartie… but in the opposite genders. Disclaimers: Dobry Hall is CP Coulter, for I, a mere mortal, would never be able to come up with something so crazy amazing. Obviously Glee characters belong to Glee/Ryan Murphy, but this has a few OCs as well. It's set around season 2 I suppose… Anyway, read if you wanna. Don't if you don't. This is my first Fanfic, so don't judge me if it sucks. Byee.
The hallway was –ong and wide, with polished floors, large chandeliers, oil paintings on the walls, elegant wallpaper and students walking along talking in civilised inside voices to their friends, uniforms impeccably neat.
In other words, a hundred million miles away from McKinley High.
Kate Hummel walked through the hallways slightly dazed, flinching when somebody walked too near because by instinct she was used to being shoved into a wall. But no one seemed to notice her, chatting with their friends easily and flicking their perfect hair over their shoulders.
God this was so new.
Kate wasn't sure she had ever seen so many girls in the same room at once, and also so many smart confident girls who were used to the safe walls of Dobry Hall, where their parents paid surprisingly much for four terms a year, one meal a day for day students and three meals for the boarders. Where the anti-bullying rule was enforced by slightly scary looking prefects and teachers. Kate had been wondering around the main building for ten minutes now, and hadn't seen a single slushie machine.
Another new thing.
But she wondered how many were Christian, raised in homosexual hating homes that may be willing to bend rules to "God's" work and rid the world of such filth. Kate supposed it was better than being bullied just because she WAS gay.
Still, in the uniform it was easier to blend in. She had received the very precise letter saying what they were and weren't allowed to wear.
1 Short sleeved blazer
1 Long sleeved Blazer
1 Sweater vest
1 Sweater
2 Long sleeved dress shirts
2 Short sleeved dress shirts
3 Skirts
1 Hat
3 Ties
1 Scarf
A minimum of 3 pairs of both thigh high and knee high white wool socks
1 pair of all black heels or flats
Kate supposed it went alright with her hair. Even as a lesbian she had a liking for fashion.
When being dropped off outside the school, Kate had a good view of the three main buildings, side by side with two passage ways attaching them together. Kate wasn't sure if there were any buildings, because she had only seen them from the front and from the inside.
McKinley had one building and one sports ground.
You might think to yourself, gosh if she's so worried about all this new stuff why'd she transfer.
The very simple answer was Davra Karofsky, who seemed to want to make it her mission to cause nothing but suffer and hatred to Kate's life. Even the emotional release of singing in the Glee club wasn't enough anymore, and she had bid farewell to her three best friends, Merrick, Tim and Michaela, and of course her step-sister, Fiona, and made her way into Private School.
Huzzah. Or whatever posh girls say.
From what she knew, Kate was wondering around the Main Building, the biggest one in the middle of the other two with two passage ways leading off either side to the other buildings. The girls were walking around heading to classes, and alas Kate was most certainly lost.
She pulled the smart, leather bound homework diary out of her bag and checked the time table at the start.
Monday. 9-9.35 | 9.35-10.15: English. Cl. 42 PR
Huzzah.
Now to find it.
Kate slipped the book back inside her bag and headed down the corridor, finding herself at a stair case. Well she supposed room 42 must be upstairs, so she climbed it, noticing the elegant curve, the polished handle bar and the lack of graffiti. Private school was a truly wonderful place. She made her way to the top and looked around. Students were thinning out and dear, dear, Kate might be late for her first class.
The horror.
She looked around worriedly, and tapped the shoulder of the first person she saw.
When the girl turned around, Kate's heart skipped a beat.
Her eyes were somehow a soft honey colour, shining with warmth and intelligence. Her hair was long and curly and vanilla bean coloured, and when she smiled her perfect, white teeth showed.
"Yes?" she asked calmly.
"Hey, uh. I'm looking for English Cl. 42 with… PR?" Kate said.
"Mr Raughwood," the girl said cheerfully. "My class too." The girl paused and tilted her head a little.
"Are you Kate Hummel, the new girl?"
"Yes, I am," Kate nodded.
"Welcome to the school, I'm Blaire," the girl's perfect teeth showed again as she smiled, and Kate shook the hand offered.
"Nice to meet you Blaire," Kate smiled back, thinking about how Blaire was such a nice name and how Kate was so boring. You would meet loads of Kates in your life. Hardly any Blaires. Damn it.
"Come on, I'll show you to English," Blaire offered.
"Yeah, okay thanks," Kate said.
"This way," Blaire told her, heading down the corridor to their left. Kate followed willingly, marvelling at the posh the hallways once more.
"So we're in the same form, Junior VT for Veronica Tyson, our form head," Blaire explained, "So we'll have most of our lessons together."
"Cool," Kate said.
As Blaine talked about classes and lessons and students and teachers, Kate watched her admiringly, eyes searching over her perfect figure and red… soft… lips…
No, Kate. Bad. The last time you thought like this you ended up falling in love with your step-sister. Of course it was before she and Fiona were step-sisters at all, and it made things very awkward for them for a while until Kate got over it, thank goodness. Anyway, she didn't want to go down that road again with a straight girl.
Unless of course Blaire was gay…
No, she was far too confident for that.
God Kate, your being homophobic about your own sexuality. This was Dobry Hall, she supposed even the lesbians were confident here.
"Hey, so do you have a boyfriend?" Kate asked her.
"Nope, actually I'm lesbian," said Blaire, without a hint of self-withdrawal or self-loathing, she seemed perfectly find with it.
Dobry Hall was an amazing place.
"Really?" Kate tried not to sound too chirpy, "Same here. Some guys at my old school didn't agree with the terms of it, and here I am."
"The same thing happened to me in middle school, but I came here almost immediately after. It is a great place, no one will judge you for it," Blaire promised.
"I hope not. The principle was very passionate about his anti-bullying policy," Kate remembered.
"Yeah, he gets very hyped about it," Blaire smiled faintly, her teeth hidden this time.
"So do you have a girlfriend then?" God Kate your being too forward.
"Nah, no one here I really like. And anyone I would have gone for is straight," Blaire answered. "What about you?"
"Too many ebanese haters back at my old school for anyone besides me to come out," Kate explained simply. Blaire smirked.
"Lebanese?"
"Oh uh," Kate flushed. "It was just something we called it back in Glee club…"
Blaire looked interested now. "You were in Glee Club?"
"Yeah, I was," Kate said, about to say more when they came to room 42.
"Here we are," Blaire said, opening the door.
The classroom was airy, with old fashioned desks and large open windows. Behind a desk at the front was a young male teacher, who Blaire walked up to.
"Good morning, sir. I've brought the new girl," she gestured to Kate.
"Ah, Kate," Mr Raughwood, she assumed, said.
"Good morning sir," Kate mirrored Blaire nervously.
"Take a seat by that window, dear, next to Nicky and Jess," Mr Raughwood gestured.
Kate nodded and walked quickly over to the blonde and brunette girls sitting, looking at her expectantly.
"Hi, I'm Nicky," said the brunette, who had a pretty face with clever brown eyes. Her hair was shoulder length and straight, with what could have been a fringe but wasn't quite straight enough to be.
"And I'm Jess," said the blonde, with had a short blonde hair cut to her ear lobes, and a side fringe. It fitted her oval face well, and her smile was polite with a hint of cheekiness.
"This is Kate, guys," and Kate realised Blaire had followed her over.
"Hello Kate, you on Blaire's team?" Jess questioned.
Kate flushed and Blaire answered for her in a firm voice,
"Yes she is, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't interrogate the new girls on the first day."
"Fine," Jess said, and then muttered, "I'll do it next week…"
"Settle down girls," Mr Raughwood called, and Kate slipped into the desk next to Jess.
"Does anybody have a spare copy of Pride and Prejudice for Kate?" he called over.
Someone at the back of the class got one from the book shelf and the girls passed it forward until it came to Kate.
"Thanks," she murmured, the way they moved so automatically together reminding her of some sort of factory.
She frowned at the book. They never read anything so… Wordy back at McKinley.
Within 5 minutes she was very confused, and had no idea what most of them were saying. Girls around the class kept putting up their hands to point out metaphors, and fore-shadows whilst Kate tried to work out the hard words by straining her brain.
"What do all these words mean?" she muttered to Jess.
"Not sure. Just go with it," Jess murmured back.
The lesson dragged on but eventually ended, and Kate's mind was already buzzing. Girls filtered out whilst Kate packed her bag.
"Struggling?" came Blaire's warm voice again.
"Sorta," Kate admitted.
"Don't worry, everyone struggles at first. It's a fact of Private School, work the girls until they're brain dead," Blaire laughed.
Kate laughed a little nervously back.
"Hey Blaire, who's the new girl?" asked an Asian girl, coming up to them with a dark skinned girl in tow.
"Oh, Kate this is Wesley. She's head council member of OUR school Glee Club," Blaire introduced.
"Emphasis on the our?" Wesley questioned.
"Kate was in her school's Glee club, she was just about to tell me about it," Blaire said.
"Oh really?" Wesley looked interested, "Would you be interested in auditioning for the Twitters?"
"Oh I don't know," Kate said, "I might have my hands full with lessons and also I don't board here, so it might be hard."
"Boarding isn't a problem, and the rehearsals are at lunch, and in competition season occasionally at break and in lessons," Wes said.
"I guess I'll think about it," Kate said.
"Great," Wesley said. "Oh and this is Davia, another councillor. Our third member is Thadrina, but she seems to have disappeared." Wesley looked around the now empty classroom, frowning.
"Jess and I are also in the Twitters," Nicky beamed.
"And about school work, I can help if you want," Blaire offered.
"You mean it?" Kate asked, her eyes lit up.
"Yeah sure," Blaire smiled, her teeth proudly standing side by side.
"Come on it's break, I'll show you around," Blaire said, walking to the door.
Huzzah.
"So," Raymond said, standing at the front of the choir room with a clip board in his hands. He wore beige pants and smart, leather shoes, with a crisp white shirt and green vest. His dark hair was perfectly neat and he stood with his usual bossy, confidence.
"Here we go," Santiago muttered.
"He hasn't even started yet," Fiona whispered, but was already starting to slouch in her chair.
"As we all know sectionals is coming up soon," Raymond started, "And we have lost a valuable singer; Kate."
A couple of members smiled sadly.
"We can also be sure that she will join the Dobry Hall Glee Club, named the Twitters," he continued.
"Do all private school Glee Clubs have dumb names?" Noel muttered, panting her nails blood red.
"-and we can be sure she will be a good addition to whatever small talent they may have had. So I have come up with a schedule I want you all to follow to ensure that we do not lose to the Twitters," Raymond said firmly. "We want to win Nationals this year, guys!"
Merrick, Tim and Sammy whooped enthusiastically.
"Good to see such energy," Raymond told them primly, "Now I have assigned each member a certain amount of practice dependant on how much they need."
He handed a sheet to Adrianna, a boyish looking girl with large glasses, glossy brown hair tied into a pony tail with a wheel chair.
"2 hours a day the least, I'd think," Raymond said.
Adrianna narrowed her eyes and snatched the sheet sharply, scanning it.
"Noel," Raymond said, "1 and a half. Maybe another half hour private tutoring with me or Miss Schue."
Noel raised her eyebrows and took the sheet, making no attempt to read it.
"Fiona. 20 minutes every morning and evening should do it."
Fiona smiled gratefully at her boyfriend and took the schedule.
"What the crap?" Noel argued, "I get two frickin hours and she gets 20 minutes?"
"I was assessing your talents and much work you need," Raymond sniffed.
"And who are you to assess us?"
"As the most talented member of the club..."
"I miss Kate," Merrick whispered to Tim. "She'd have sorted out Raymond by now…"
"What do you think she's doing?" Tim asked louder, because the yells of Noel and Raymond were getting too loud to whisper over.
"Do you think she will join the Twitters?"
"If she does, she'll go on Twitter and tweet about the Twitters," Michaela, Tim's girlfriend, giggled.
Tim and Merrick sniggered, thinking about it.
"So this is main building," Blaire instructed. "Our school has two Dorm houses, Royal and Prima. Royal is the building to the right of Main building and Prima is to the left."
Kate made a mental note, thinking of the two buildings that were attached to main building by those corridors.
"You know, there's actually a passage way leading all the way from Prima's passage door to Royal, running straight through Main building," Blaire giggled, "Every so often we're dared to run down it in our underwear."
Kate giggled too.
Blaire lead her down a hallway to a double set of doors. She opened them, and Kate found herself in the single passage way with no doors, leading to another double set of doors painted gold.
"Prima house colours," Blaire told her, walking down and opening the doors. "Our emblem is a gold arrow head pin. Royal, the other house, has a gold arrow head pin."
Inside were two large stair cases, an archway straight ahead, an archway to the left and an archway to the right.
Blaire pointed to the archway ahead of them. "The kitchen is ahead of us left. No one really uses it, but it's open if you want to. The common room is to the left, where we all just hang out I guess and that's the study room with desks and computers. On each floor there are about 10 rooms, two girls per room. Freshmen on first floor, sophomores on second and so on. I'm a junior, so I'm on the third floor up."
Kate nodded, looking around. The walls had wood panelling and gold curtains and window seats.
"There's a door in the kitchen that leads out onto the street, but it's only to be used during fires. There's also a door in the study room that leads to the back."
Blaire gestured for her to follow, and walked into the study room.
It was darker than the stair room, with oak desks and book shelves, and surprisingly modern looking computers. Blaire walked straight through it to the glass doors as the end of the room, and walked through.
Out the back of the school was a big field, with sports markings all over it.
"This is only the practice field," Blaire said, "The real thing is a little while away with all the bleachers."
There were three buildings around the field, one on the left one on the right and one down at the end. None of them had passages leading to eachother.
"That one is the sports building, with the indoor gym and pool," Blaire pointed. She then pointed to the one on the other side of the field. "That's the music room, where the Twitters live and where all the music rooms are."
She finally pointed to the building at the end of the field.
"And that's the main big library, the teacher's lounge and best of all," Blaire grinned, "Our own coffee shop."
And all Kate's hopes and dreams of how a school should be soared to the skies and did loops.
"By the way, Royal is almost exactly the same except pearl instead of gold," Blaire said.
"Is it possible to be in love with a school?" Kate breathed.
"Very possible," Blaire beamed. "Now let's go get some coffee."
"HEY YOU TWO!" they turned to see Nicky and Jess running up.
"Gonna get some coffee? Great idea," Jess beamed.
"Have you shown Kate around yet? Explained our traditions?" Nicky asked.
"I've been told about the underwear thing through the main hallway," Kate said.
Nicky and Jess shrieked with laughter.
"Remember our first time?" Jess smiled.
"Ah yes, the crazy rebellious rush of adrenaline as you run down the halls of the school that is meant to be turning us into young ladies," Nicky sighed.
"Can't wait to include you in that one, Kate," Jess said happily.
"By the way Blaire, Thadrina says not forget the Twitter performance this lunch," Nicky said.
"Course I wouldn't," Blaire said.
"Anyway, we've gotta go," Jess said.
"Stuff to do people to meet.
"That kind of stuff."
"Ciao!"
And they were gone.
Blaine and Kate continued to walk down the pathway beside the field.
"They seem… Nice."
"Can you BELIEVE Berry?" Santiago raged to Brett.
"Well yes, she does exist," Brett pointed out.
"No Brett, I mean like this shit he's trying to pull off!"
"When he started talking I just imagine Britney Spears music in my head," Brett shrugged.
"He's just so DAMN LOUD!" Santiago yelled. Multiple students turned to look at the two jocks, and Santiago glared at them.
Each equipped with letterman jackets and a fierce reputation, Santiago and Brett were at the top of the high school food chain. Glee club brought down their status a little, but who was going to mess with Santiago Lopez?
"If Berry continues with this a week longer, I am going over to Westerville and getting Kate shipped back here just to end this," Santiago growled.
"Kate was nice," Brett said, "We made out once."
"Man, I've yet to score a lesbian, but I'll get there one day," Santiago said.
"Hey, Santiago," someone called.
They turned to see Noel, her thick black hair pulled tightly back with a strange shaved haircut around her ears, and her Cheerios uniform fitting her shape comfortably. Santiago wondered why they hadn't gone out yet.
"What's up, Puckerman?" Santiago greeted.
"You losers working hard for the next game? I do not pump my muscles day after day under Coach Sylvestor's dictatorship for nothing you know."
"Course we are Puckerman. You just keep that body tight and look sexy for the half-time show," Santiago said.
"Don't worry about it Lopez," Noel winked. "I gotta go get Fiona and Michaela and make sure they're doing their all for the game. We are so winning Cheer sectionals this year. I can feel it."
She walked off down the hall.
"You asked her out yet?" Brett asked him.
"Maybe later. I wanna try finding a lesbian."
Raymond Berry wasn't pushy or bossy. Just passionate and caring. He was passionate about Glee Club and winning, and cared about his fellow Glee members. And winning. He really only wanted them to be at their best if they wanted to win.
Raymond had seen the Twitters, and they were pretty good. Their lead singer was spectacular, and Raymond knew he would need to do some deeper digging. Especially if they now had Kate, who could make anyone sound good.
As he walked down the corridor, dodging some jocks, he spotted Fiona by her locker. She was quite decent for a cheerleader, if a little dim. Even an idiot could see she was attractive, in her cheerios uniform and brown her in a ponytail. Her eyes were the kind of chocolate brown everybody loves.
"Fiona?" Raymond said, coming up.
"Oh, hey Raymond," Fiona greeted, closing her locker again.
"Was I too harsh on Glee Club this morning?" he asked her.
"Uh I don't know. I mean I guess you were just doing it for the team or whatever," she said, "But it wouldn't hurt to be a little more considerate of Noel and Santiago and such…"
"Yes, for the team," Raymond agreed, skitting over the second comment. "I just want us to be at our best."
"Yeah, of course," Fiona agreed.
"You have a good voice you know," Raymond said.
"Not as good as Kate's was," Fiona sounded downbeat.
"Well she's gone now, and is our competition, assuming. So we'll need to practice more," Raymond told her.
Fiona shrugged.
"Yeah sure. Cool."
"Maybe we could work on a duet together," Raymond offered.
"Awesome," Fiona agreed. "I mean like as long as its nothing too flashy or broadway…"
"Of course not."
"Hey Hudson!"
They turned to see Fiona's friend Noel coming up. Students quickly dodged to the sides as she barged through; no one wanted to be in the way of Noel Puckerman. Everyone was pretty sure her teeth could sink into human flesh and tear a chunk out. Her walk was brisk and business like, but with a slight suggestive sway to her hips.
"Yeah, Noel?" Fiona asked, turning to meet her friend.
"Cheerio practice. Be there, we want to be at our best for sectionals," Noel told her.
"Which ones?" Fiona frowned.
"What do you mean?" Noel asked.
"Like, Glee sectionals or Cheerio sectionals?"
Raymond said "Glee" at the same time that Noel said "Cheerios".
They glared at eachother challengingly.
"I guess we'll have to be at our best for both," Fiona said, sensing a storm brewing.
"Yes, obviously," Raymond said primly.
"I guess," Noel muttered.
They stood there silently for a moment.
Then the bell rang, and Fiona, relieved, hurried away.
"Catch you later, guys," she called behind her, walking away quickly.
As she headed down the hallway Noel hissed to Raymond,
"Don't even bother. You don't have a chance in hell with a girl like Fiona," and she was gone too.
Kate looked around the coffee shop admiringly. Dobry girls were milling around casually talking and sipping their coffee, some working on homework or reading.
"Are you sure you don't wanna board?" she heard Blaire say from beside her.
"I think I'd better taste the coffee first," Kate told her.
"Well, well, well, Blaire. Who's your little friend?" came a smooth, snobbish voice. Kate turned to see a tall, pretty-in-a-chipmunk-kind-of-way girl.
"Sabrina," said Blaire in feigned happiness. "This is Kate. She's new…"
"Welcome to the school, Kate," Sabrina smirked, "I hope you've chosen wisely to hang with Blaire, here."
Kate frowned slightly, glancing between Blaire and Sabrina.
"Um, I hope so?" she said uncertainly.
Sabrina laughed. "Oh she's cute, Blaire. Good choice."
And then she walked away, still chuckling.
"Okay, who was she?" Kate asked.
"Nobody," Blaire said with an air of certainty,
"She was clearly somebody. She patronized me like there's no tomorrow," Kate pointed out. She looked around for Sabrina, who had apparently disappeared.
"She's just a girl in Royal. She's also in the twitters," Blaire said simply, and Kate could tell she was hiding something.
Kate continued frowning at her as they moved forward in the queue.
"Medium drip for me," Blaire told the waitress, "and for you, Kate?"
"Grande non-fat mocha," Kate said, reaching for her purse.
"Don't bother I'll get it," Blaire said casually, handing a 5 dollar bill to the waitress.
"Uh, thanks," Kate said.
"No problem," Blaire replied easily. "Now drink up, we've still got three subjects to go today."
Quinton Fabray was in ideal student. Even though he was a jock with a powerful status within the school, his grades were glittering and attended celibacy club every meeting, as well as never leaving home without a gold cross hanging from a chain around his neck. He and Fiona had dated, but he broke it off when it became apparent she was not religious, and had no intention on raising good Christian children.
Quinton knew he was attractive, and knew he was a good singer. If that little elephant nosed Raymond got out of the way, he could quite easily replace him as lead.
"Sup, Quinton."
He turned to see Noel Puckerman, school slut, leaning against the lockers grinning mischievously. He looked at her boredly, wondering what she wanted. Quinton knew just by looking at her she was trouble, dark eyes, tight cheerio uniform and just the way she stood radiated a bad girl vibe.
"Morning, Noel," he said.
"What ya doing?"
"Just hanging out," she grinned. "Big game coming up, we'll want to be at our best."
"Mmm," Quinton said.
"Oh don't be like that Quinny," Noel said, "I know you've always been attracted to me."
"Uh huh, sure," Quinton said.
"So I was thinkin, you, me. BreadstiX. What do you say?"
"I say if you ever thought a girl like you would ever catch my attention," Quinton told her, "You'd be more wrong than when Fiona thought people could get pregnant in hot tubs."
"I know what denial looks like, Quinton," Noel said, "And you're in it. Catch ya later."
And she swished off with the kind of confidence every girl wants. Quinton had to admire-
No. Quinton didn't have to admire anything. He was Quinton Fabray. She was Noel Puckerman.
Christians and whores don't mix. It was just the way of life.
"Oh hey, hey, hey I got a text from Kate!" Merrick said enthusiastically.
"Oh what does it say," Michaela asked.
"That her new school has a coffee shop, and she's already identified another lesbian," Merrick read.
"I hope she's sure this one's a lesbian," Tim said, remembering.
"Man, her school gets her own coffee," Michaela said mournfully.
"And I bet not a slushie in sight," Tim said.
As if just the word could make one appear, three jocks appeared from round the corner, and three ice cold slushies were thrown into the faces. The coloured slush dripped down their necks, staining their collars and ruining Michaela's make up. Used to this kind of treatment, however, they wiped as much slush as they could off their faces and made their way to the bathrooms.
"I almost envy Kate for getting out of her when she did," Tim said.
"Almost? Sign me up for dobey hall or whatever," Michaela huffed, heading to the girl's toilet as Tim and Merrick entered the boys. However, after a second thought Michaela joined them in there; not wanting to be left alone to clear up.
"Michaela you can't be in here," Tim hissed.
"Please I've been in this place plenty," Michaela said, "And it wouldn't kill you to have a little air freshener in this room."
Merrick shrugged as he ran the warm tap, taking some towlettes from his pocket which all glee clubbers knew to keep nearby. They were used to this kind of treatment by now, after a year of Glee club. But they had learnt to move past it. Some people in the world sucked, but none of them had really realised how hard it was for Kate. It wouldn't be the same without her, usually the only voice of reason against Raymond Berry.
Michaela made Tim sit still as she wiped off the slushie for him, dropping a kiss to his nose as she finished.
She started to clean off her makeup to reapply it, as the eye liner was now running unattractively.
"It's kind of unfair how we have to undergo this for what we like to do," Merrick noticed mournfully.
"Kind of?" Tim scoffed, fixing his hair in the mirror.
"Sometimes I wish it would all end," Merrick sighed.
"Hey, no thinking like that," Michaela said. "It doesn't matter what they think, we've got eachother."
"Yeah, she's right," Tim nodded.
Merrick shrugged, wiping the last of the slushie off her face.
Michaela looked to Tim and then back to Merrick. Sighing, she opened her mouth to sing.
"When the night is young," she started, and Tim went "Ohh" in the background.
"And the land is dark.
And the moon is the only"
"Light we'll see," Tim joined her for the last line.
"No I won't be afraid
Oh, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me"
"So darling, darling" Merrick joined them, smiling now. All three of them sang together,
"Stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand, stand by me
Stand by me"
"If the sky that we look upon" Merrick sang on his own,
"Should tumble and fall"
"All the mountains should crumble to the sea," Michaela finished.
"I won't cry, I won't cry
No, I won't shed a tear."
"Just as long as you stand, stand by me," Tim sang, his hand reaching over to hold Michaela's.
"And darling, darling," they sang together, their voices merged in perfect harmony.
"Stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand now, stand by me
Stand by me."
"God, shut up," a guy snapped, walking out of one of the cubicles. He looked to Michaela and frowned. She nodded to him quickly, glanced at the door. Apparently changing her mind, she walked over to the window, opened it and climbed out.
"I don't want anyone to see me coming out," she called to her two confused friends. "Meet you in maths later."
Merrick and Tim waved to her, nodded awkwardly to the guy now washing his hands, and left the toilets quickly.
"When is that Twitter performance?" Kate asked Blaire, as they walked through the gilded hallways of Dobry Hall.
She was already impressed with the school, the way the girls accepted one another. The lack of a high school food chain, jocks at the top Glee club at the bottom. She had seen a slightly scary looking girl with pale skin and black lipstick and little too much eye liner, but everyone passed her without looking too much so Kate assumed that was usual.
"12.45, the girls will have time to eat beforehand. Also get there early, the performances get a little crowded," Blaire answered, leading Kate down a flight of steps.
"Crowded?" Kate asked.
"The Twitters are like rock stars here," Blaire explained, "But Wesley, Thadrina and Davia are very select on who they let in."
"Are they in charge?" Kate asked.
"Yup. They're the council members. A new one will be chosen when Wesley graduates next year. She's also head council member," Blaire told her.
"God, at my school being in Glee club was like signing a contract binding you to lifelong humiliation and slushie facials," Kate said casually.
"What was your school like?" Blaire sounded mildly horrified.
"Oh, no we got used to it," Kate said quickly, "It wasn't that much of a big deal."
Well for the others any way, Kate was the worst off, with the bullying because of her sexuality added on top to the usual Glee torture. But Blaire didn't need to know that.
"Uh huh," Blaire frowned. "Well I've got to get to go speak with Miss Reese, cafeteria is down there," she pointed.
"Kay," Kate nodded, a little disappointed about being left on her own. Blaire gave her a smile and walked back the other way down the hallway.
Kate looked around, feeling a little lost, wondering what to do.
"Greetings, new girl," came a voice. Kate spun to see a blonde girl with twinkling blue eyes smiling slightly strangely at her.
"…Hi?" Kate frowned.
"How are you finding the school?" came the same voice, but from behind her. Kate turned again to see an identical girl standing behind her, with the same slightly insane smile. Kate turned back, and then back again.
"It's cool," she said uncertainly.
"Allow me to introduce ourselves," said the first girl. "I'm Bethany Porter. This is my sister, Evana."
"Nice to meet you," Evana said, stepping to stand next to Bethany. Each of them took one of Kate's hands and shook it.
"God you two, you could at least wait a while before you creep out the new girl…" came a bored voice, with a level and completely emotionless tone. Kate turned yet again behind her to see the strange goth girl from earlier standing looking at her expressionlessly. Her hair was so black it couldn't have been natural, and she wore thick dark make up.
Kate supposed it had been wishful thinking for her to hope everyone was as normal as Blaire.
"We saw you talking with Blaire" Bethany said.
"She's nice."
"She's our lead singer in the Twitters."
"You're in the Twitters?" Kate asked.
"Yes, and Rita," Evana said.
"Uh, who's-"
"I'm Rita," said the goth girl.
"Right, so you'll be at the performance later?" Kate asked.
"Of course," Bethany beamed.
"We're doing Katy Perry," Evana added.
"We mostly have to do Katy Perry though."
"Because Blaire is a little too fond of her."
"Maybe even crushing on her."
"Well she is a lesbian."
"I always thought she'd before into brunettes though."
"You really couldn't have waited just a little while before you creeped out the new girl?" Rita said, her voice sounding close to remorseful if it'd had any emotion.
"We didn't catch your name, by the way," Bethany said. Both looked at her expectantly.
"Oh, I'm Kate Hummel," Kate told them.
"Nice to meet you Kate."
"Pleasure."
"Tell us, are you coming to the performance?"
"I'm planning on it," Kate said.
"Cool," Rita said from behind her.
"Well we must get to Lunch if we want to arrive on time."
"Care to join us, new girl?" Bethany offered.
"Uh yeah okay," Kate said.
"You two, Rita," Evana said.
"Sure…" Rita shrugged, sounding almost grudging.
"Don't mind Rita, she's just a bit of a grump," Bethany said brightly, slipping her arm through Kate's.
"But she's a great singer," Evana added, taking Kate's other arm.
Evana offered her other arm to Rita, who started at her blankly.
"Fine," Evana said happily, and walked in perfect synchronisation to Bethany along to the cafeteria.
Kate found herself wondering if anyone else was this strange, or she had just been unlucky enough to come across the three only ones in the school at once.
They led her to the cafeteria, where they released her arms and joined the queue. Rita trailed along behind them, looking at Kate with what could have been mistaken for curiosity.
"So why'd you transfer?" Bethany asked.
"Parents get a new job?"
"Got expelled?"
"Moved from Canada?"
"Bullying problems," Kate said simply.
A small wave a shock passed the twin's faces, as if they had never heard of anything other than friendship, sunshine and rainbows when it came to school.
"Why'd you get bullied?" Rita sounded generally interested.
"Oh lots of reasons," Kate told her, "I was in Glee club, I dressed differently. Mostly because I'm gay though, I assume."
The shock left Evana and Bethany's faces as they beamed.
"You're gay?" they seemed delighted.
"Lebanese and proud," Kate said.
"Lebanese?" Rita asked drily, collecting a tray from the rack.
"Oh uh," Kate flushed a little, "It was just another word for lesbian in my school."
"Lebanese," Bethany repeated.
"That's a cool word," Evana decided.
Kate nodded, not letting her infinite relief of their lack of homophobia show through her face.
Stay cool Kate. Stay cool.
"Hey you three!" came a posh almost English sounding voice from behind them. All four turned to see a girl with shoulder length brown hair, tanned skin and an immaculate uniform standing with a clipboard and a pearl arrowhead pin gleaming proudly on her Dobry sweater.
"I need your final confirmation for your presence at the performance," the girl said in a business like tone.
"We already confirmed three times," Rita pointed out boredly.
"You know how organised Wes is. She's just making sure," the girl said. She looked at Kate with a faint frown, noticing for the first time how she stood in-between Rita and Evana.
"Who's this?" she asked.
"Kate, new girl," Rita told her.
"You look familiar," the girl frowned.
"I was in the New Directions," Kate said a little quietly. The girl's expression changed.
"My name is Thadrina Harwood, council member of the Twitters," she said warmly, "I hope you will take the time to observe our performances and perchance consider joining us."
"Uh, okay," Kate said, her hand being shaken vigorously by Thadrina.
"You didn't tell us you were Kate Hummel," Bethany said eagerly.
"Your version of 'I wanna hold your hand' was magical," Evana added.
"I thought I knew you from somewhere."
"I knew I thought I saw you somewhere."
"I don't really pay attention to the competition…" Rita said.
"How do you know all of this?" Kate asked uncertainly.
"Your Myspace page," Evana and Bethany chorused.
"I didn't realise so many people looked at it," Kate gulped.
"Well people do," Thadrina said, "And has anyone seen Linda or Amanda anywhere?"
"Library," Rita said.
"Thank you," Thadrina said. "And just because you're good doesn't guarantee you a place."
Then she hurried off, gripping her clip board and heading out of the cafeteria.
"Well technically it does," Bethany said.
"Truth is we need more members," Evana added.
"Although there's no shortage of auditions,"
"Wesley, Davia and Thadrina are far too select on who they let in."
"And Blaire is too laid back for her opinion to be asked. She'd let anyone in."
"Very nice girl. Thinks the only important thing about show choir is having fun."
"Wesley's brain almost exploded when she said that," Rita very nearly sounded amused.
They came to the front of the queue, and Kate thought she just might be able to warm up to the twins and the goth girl.
They were quite cool in their own ways.
The choir room on the second floor of the art and music building had old fashioned wood panelling, comfy couches, a desk with three chairs, a gavel in front of the middle chair, several book shelves filled with what appeared to be sheet music and the names of all the council members and special mention Twitter members painted onto one of the panels on the wall.
On first glance Kate could see Blaire's name painted proudly underneath Wesley Montgomery, Davia Thompson and Thadrina Harwood's names on the panel.
Apparently her last name was Anderson.
"Just stand here and watch," Bethany said.
"Wish us luck."
"Not that we'll need any."
"The Twitters are the best."
Both winked and took their places beside Rita, Wesley, Nicky, Jess, Davia, Thadrina, Blaire and two more girls standing there, one blonde one peachy ginger. Wesley was looking very annoyed, and scanning down the clipboard that had been handed to her by Thadrina.
She said something to Davia, who was also looking around.
They both looked relieved when two more girls walked in, one blonde one brunette, and took their places next to the other Twitters, rolling their eyes at the hissing of Wesley and shrugging in apology for their lateness. Kate immediately noticed the brunette was Sabrina.
Blaire had apparently noticed Kate now, and waved eagerly. Kate smiled in return. Suddenly music started, and Kate recognised the intro music to "Hot and Cold."
Blaire stood at the front, grinned at Kate and then opened her mouth to sing.
"You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes"
Kate was immediately stunned by the beauty of her voice. The other Twitters sang in the background "la la la la" with every beat. The Dobry Girls were already whooping at their lead singer.
"Yeah you, PMS
Like a bitch
I would know
And you over think
Always speak
Crypticly
I should know"
"That you're no good for me"
The Twitters all sang the last line, before they burst into the chorus, starting incredibly synchronised dance moves.
"Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up"
And then Blaire took the main vocals again, with the Twitters retaking the background singing.
"(You) You don't really want to stay, no (Whoa)
(but you) But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down"
The Twitters went back to the "La la la" again as Blaire continued singing.
"We used to be
Just like twins
So in sync
The same energy
Now's a dead battery"
Blaire pulled a face as she sang the last line, before regaining her show face.
"Used to laugh bout nothing
Now your plain boring"
I should know that"
"You're not gonna change"
Again the Twitters sang the last line with her, and the dance moves were taken up again as they once more moved onto the chorus. All around her Dobry girls were losing their graceful composure as they danced and laughed together.
"Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(you) You don't really want to stay, no
(but you) But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down"
"Someone call the doctor"
Blaire sang confidently by herself, making a phone with her hand.
"Got a case of a love bi-polar
Stuck on a roller coaster
Can't get off this ride"
Her voice quietened to soft tone, as she sang.
"You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes"
And then the Twitters took up singing again.
"Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(you) You don't really want to stay, no
(but you) But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down."
As they stopped the crowd whooped and cheered, Blaire curtsied first, followed by the rest of the Twitters who did it in synchronisation in a way that could have only been practiced.
Kate, now incredibly impressed, clapped along with every other girl in the room.
Blaire hopped off the stage and walked quickly to Kate.
"What do you think?" she asked breathlessly.
"You guys are amazing," Kate told her warmly. Blaine beamed, flushed from her performance, and pushed a lock of hair behind her.
"Are you thinking about auditioning?"
"Thadrina mentioned something about an audition," Kate said.
"Well go for it!" Blaire laughed, "We only have 14 members."
"In my school, that's more than could ever be dreamed for," Kate told her.
"Yeah well," Blaire shrugged, "The bigger the choir the more synchronised dance movements the more impressed the judges are!"
Kate laughed.
"Have you made up your mind about boarding yet?" Blaire asked her.
"I'm considering it," Kate told her.
"Great! You'd have such a good time here."
And Kate knew that she would.
She really would.
A/N:
Yay. Chapter 1. I guess now all I gotta do is try and write a chapter 2. Huzzah. Buh-bye now. Again, Dobry Hall & Royal & Prima ideas and I even took the arrow head pin idea; all CP Coulter, the goddess of fanfiction. The uniform is courtesy of art/Dobry-Hall-Uniforms-Dalton-199393099. Check her the fudge out. Also read Dalton, by CP Coulter. The best thing you will ever read. Ever. I'm serious. Chapter 2 is in motion…
Still to come:
~Who the fudge is Linda and Amanda?
~Who the fudge is Sabrina?
~What's up with Quinton and Noel?
~What's up with Raymond and Fiona?
~What in fudge's name is up with Kate and Blaire?
~Will Kate decide to board at Dobry and join the Twitters?
~Time to fly. It's been fun.
