A/N: So here we are. At the beggining. If you're like me and are very against Mercedes' new boyfriend, here's an alternative. And I think that Amber and Samuel Larsen would have crazy chemistry, so enter Dreadcedes! This will be a multi-chapter fic but there might be a gap in updates, depending on my schedule. Here's chapter 1, please Read and Review :)
It had been a pretty crappy couple of weeks for Mercedes. She knew she had done the right thing by turning down the offer to share the role of Maria with Rachel, but that didn't make things any easier. She had really wanted that part and thought she deserved to get it too… but I really should have known better than to think I could be chosen for something over Rachel, Mercedes thought to herself sadly, as she made her way to the auditorium.
Being a member of Shelby's club definitely had its' perks; the woman was tough but she was fair. And it was a very nice change to actually have a shot at solos and not have to fight for scraps in New Directions. It helped having Santana and Brittany with her, and she had just come from talking with Tina who said she and Mike might be following soon.
She heaved a great sigh as she turned the corner where the door to the auditorium was. Singing always helped to get the frustration out of her and it was soothing. And she could get some extra practice in, so added bonus.
Before she could open the door though, she heard a voice coming from inside. And damn it sounded good. In a split second she decided against her better judgement and pulled the door open and slid inside quietly.
At the piano there was a boy about her age seated at the piano on the stage. His eyes were closed with concentration, so Mercedes took her chance to inch a little closer to get a better look.
He was tall, probably close to 6 feet or a little taller. He had dark brown dreads that fell past his shoulders and a nose ring. Needless to say, she'd never seen a guy like him before. And he was attractive. Very attractive. Extremely attractive actually.
She was snapped out of her reverie when she recognized the song he was singing.
When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in the hour of my darkness she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
She gave a slight smile and closed her eyes as she let the words of the song wash over her; no matter what, good music always had the ability to make her feel better.
"Are you spying on me?"
Mercedes eyes snapped open and she jumped a little as the voice broke through her thoughts. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn't even realized the singing and playing had stopped.
She quickly walked to the edge of the stage and gave a nervous chuckle, "No no! Of course not! I just- I just thought that it sounded really good, that's all."
He peered at her suspiciously before his face broke into a smile and he gave a laugh, "Nah I know, I was just messin' with you." He jumped off the stage and walked over to where she was standing awkwardly.
"I'm Isaiah. So you're a Beatles fan then?" he asked as he reached her and shoved his hands into his pockets.
"I got into them kinda late but yeah, I like them a lot," she replied and moved to against one of the auditorium seats.
He studied her carefully for a moment; she hadn't noticed before, but he had piercing eyes. She couldn't tell exactly what colour they were, for all she knew they changed colour sometimes. But it felt like he could see right through her.
Mercedes shifted her gaze away from him and looked longingly at the mic stand on the stage; she'd almost forgotten why she came down here in the first place.
He followed her line of sight and seemed to guess what she was thinking, because he said quickly "Hey if you wanna sing, I can leave. Or maybe was can do a duet or something," he finished off with a smirk.
Mercedes considered his words for a minute; it really was a tempting offer, and she was sure their voices would sound amazing together but she couldn't shake the feeling she was forgetting something… "Shane!" she said loudly.
He looked at her confused for a minute, "No it's Isaiah actually…,"
"No, Shane is my uh- my boyfriend. I was supposed to meet him 15 minutes ago."
"Oh. Yeah, you should go then! Sorry… I didn't-sorry," he trailed off hurridly.
Not knowing what to say, she gave a tiny shrug and a smile and made her way quickly to the nearest exit.
"Hey wait!" he called after her. She turned around, a questioning look on her face.
"I uh- I didn't get your name," he said somewhat sheepishly.
She gave him an encouraging smile, "It's Mercedes. Mercedes Jones." And pushed the door open, leaving him standing there alone.