DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of Glee (although I wish I did). I am just playing around with the characters (hehe) So enjoy the story.

It's Not Easy

Chapter 1 - New Beginnings

There I was, standing in front of my new high school. This was my fourth school in just two years, but my mom said that the job she got in Lima was for good, and I would actually be graduating from this school. So I felt a little better as I walked up the large sidewalk (why do schools always have such large sidewalks in front of them, are they compensating for something?) and opened the front doors. I found the office easily enough and got my locker combo and class schedule from the nice lady at the desk. I was walking and looking at the lockers, trying to figure out which one was mine when I ran into somebody. Next thing I knew, we were a jumble of hands and legs on the floor. It was kind of awkward. No it was really awkward. First day in a new school and I knock someone on the floor. Well, better than my last school where I lit my chemistry teacher's hair on fire and then attempt to put it out with a water bottle filled with vodka. Yeah, that didn't end to well.

Anyway, back to the person I ran into. After we got up and a flood of apologies left my mouth, I looked at the person I hit. When I got a good look at him, I almost immediately stopped talking. He was gorgeous. One look in his beautiful grey eyes and I was lost. I hoped my mouth wasn't hanging open in stupefied shock.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Oh my God. He had the most adorable accent. Was that Irish or Scottish? I couldn't really tell. But I had to say something, or I would look stupid in front of this beautiful creature.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered, praying I wouldn't stutter in nervousness. That tended to happen when I would get butterflies in my stomach or whenever I had to speak in front of a large group of people. "It was my fault anyway. I-I should h-have looked wh-where I was going."

Dammit! I was stuttering. I think that meant I really liked him. But I just met him. I guess something just clicked. I think I liked it. It was kind of like fate or something. Wow. That has never happened to me before. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I should stop inner-monologue-ing and talk to him before he feels awkward, or something.

"I'm Tyler B-Behrends, by the way. I'm n-new here," I said, hoping it wasn't too forward to hold my hand out.

"I'm Rory, nice to meet you," Rory said while taking my hand. His hand was so warm and soft and nice and… I really need to stop talking in my head while he is standing in front of me, or he might actually think something is wrong with me.

"Are you okay?" Rory asked, looking at me kind of funny and grinning.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just kind of f-flustered. It be-being my first d-day and all," I said, sounding like a complete idiot.

"Nah, its fine," Rory replied, being a total gentleman, which was kind of awesome. "I'm an exchange student from Ireland, and I just got used to the layout of the school."

I knew it was either Irish or Scottish. I am good. Stop talking inside your head!

"Do you know where your locker is?" Rory asked. I just looked at him and smiled. I couldn't help myself. He was being so nice. At all my other schools, no one was this night on the first day.

"No, but I think it's locker 117B, does that help?" I asked him after looking at my schedule.

"That's right below mine, what would be the chances," Rory said. Yeah, what would be the chances? (But secretly I was doing a happy dance in my head, after realizing I would get to see him everyday.)

Rory then grabbed my hand and led me to his locker. I could have fainted, but didn't because then I would have looked like and idiot, and you don't tell a guy you like them because then it just makes you look like an idiot. And I did not want to look like an idiot. So I followed him and was smiling the entire way. When we got there, I opened my locker, after several attempts, and put my backpack in. Rory then took my schedule from my hand and said we had first period together. I couldn't help but smile at him and motioned with my hands for him to lead the way. He smiled at me and we walked together toward our first class, which was English.

The rest of my morning classes went well but Rory was only in my first period class. Then I had lunch. Now a high school cafeteria is always an interesting place to conquer. If you sit in the wrong spot, then people will make fun of you. If you sit by yourself in a corner, then people think you're weird. So really the only solution is to find a group of people to sit with everyday, and you'll be all set. But it kind of sucks when the "people" have been in school for two and a half months already and you have to approach the cafeteria by yourself. So after getting my food and paying for it, I looked at the seating area and sighed. I considered sitting at an empty table and eating as fast as I could so I could get out of there quickly, but that rarely ever happens. It was then I spotted Rory sitting with a group of people. He saw me and motioned me over. I sat down next to him and looked at the people he was sitting with.

"Everyone," Rory said as I sat down. "This is Tyler Behrends, he's new here and we kind of 'bumped' into each other in the hallway."

God Rory, really? But the way he said bumped was kind of cute so I let it go and smiled at him.

"Tyler, this is Mike and Tina, Finn Hudson, and Blaine Anderson. And I'm Rory Flanagan, but I think you knew that," Rory said and smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile at him. I think if he kept it up any longer, my jaw would start to ache from smiling all the time.

"So, ho-how do you all know each other?" I asked the general group. Damn, my stutter was back. I was hoping I was over that, but talking in front of people is not really my thing.

"We're all in Glee Club," Finn said.

"Yeah, it's fun," Tina added. "We're going to Sectionals in a few weeks, so we're rather busy rehearsing."

"We still need another member though to compete," Blaine said. "You don't sing, perchance, do you?"

I realized that Blaine was talking to me, but I was too busy staring at Rory to hear. I snapped out of it and replied, "S-Sorry?"

"Do you sing?" Blaine repeated.

I really didn't know how to answer that. I guess I sing a little bit. I never really considered myself much of a singer though. My mom says I'm pretty good, but she has only heard me sing in the shower. And my little brother is only twelve and he says I'm good. So, I guess I'll just answer it the best to my ability.

"I don't know, I-I don't really s-sing in front of p-people," I replied, cursing my stutter in my head.

"No worries," Blaine said, smiling.

"Why don't you come to the choir room next period and we'll test you out?" Rory asked me while flashing his million-dollar smile. I melted and couldn't resist an offer like that.

"Yeah, sounds interesting," I said.

"Great," Rory said. "I know you'll be brilliant."

I smiled and blushed at Rory's statement. I looked down at my food and started picking through my lunch. The rest of the group talked about the upcoming Sections competition, which I learned was going to be held in the school's auditorium. I laughed with them and found myself fitting in nicely. It was a pretty good first day so far.

As Finn was telling us a funny story about his mom attempting to teach his step-dad how to square dance, someone walked up to the table and sat down next to Blaine. At first glance he had stunning blonde hair and a slim, muscular figure. But upon further investigation, I noticed he looked very familiar. He looked up as the others greeted him. He smiled at them and then looked down the table at me. I looked at him. I hadn't seen him in a while.

"Oh, Tyler," Rory said, looking at me and gesturing at the blonde boy. "This is Sam, Sam – "

"I know, Sam Evans," I finished Rory's sentence. I took a long look at Sam, then Rory, and then picked up my lunch tray and left the table.

A/N: Ahhhh! I know! Cliffhanger! I just wanted to get the story started. I have a few ideas as to where the story will go, but could always use inspiration from the readers. I think that's anyone who is reading this. And as always, comments/notes/concerns/criticism/praise or whatever is always welcome. Thank you for reading! =)