So this is my first story! I was stuck home not feeling too well and decided to write! This story is going to be rated T, though this chapter is squeaky clean. most everything is in this story. You may have some questions and I would love to hear reviews, as long as they arent' TOO critical :) If you have an questions, send a review!
A Modern Day Fairy Tale
Sam sprinted from his front lawn, he just couldn't handle it. The thing he was dealing with was way, way over the top. He dialed in all of his friend's numbers on his smart phone, but not a soul picked up, except on his last try, Brittany.
"Hullo?" Brittany asked on the other end. "Who is this? Santa?"
I chuckled. "No, Brittany, it's Sam, you know, from glee club? I'm quarterback of the football team…"
"I know you silly!" There was a splashing sound. "Sorry, I was just soaking my scales. You know the key to keeping your hair dry while soaking? Using a blow dryer in the tub." The ditzy blond replied.
"Um….ok then Brit. Hey, have you gotten hold of Rachel? She hasn't responded to any of my texts or calls-"
"Sam, I was told that I am not supposed to tell you that she is in my house right now with Mercedes and Santana and I."
"Brit! Her covers blown, we told you to ignore him!" Someone called in the background. I rolled my eyes.
"Tell Santana I said hi. Or wait….I'll tell her myself. I'm coming over."
"Ok!" Brittany replied as I hung up. I needed to sort through this. But first he needed to think.
The only better place to start was the beginning.
- Sam -
Sam remembered walking through the halls on the first day of school, excited and nervous. It was a new school, a new town, with people more like him-'monsters' he meant.
Already he had passed a number of students who were proud to be themselves. He had already met the bird-kid, Kurt. His yellow feathers and love of song were obvious signs that he showed…..a ferocity, or something like that.
He walked to his locker, and tried to play with the combo a few times. A small, olive skinned girl with orange and black cat ears walked up to him and opened her locker with ease, and she did a spell and his opened the same. "Hey, I'm Sam," He said, turning to face her. A large smile grew on her face, and her deep, chocolate brown eyes sparkled. She stuck out her hand until someone cut her off.
"I'm Quinn," said a blond girl decked out in a cheerleader outfit. I glanced behind her, only to see the small girl walking away. I sighed.
"Sam. I'm new here."
"I figured as much. I think that's great that you are trying to be a humanitarian and be kind to that creature, but she's so…..unpopular. Don't be."
"When has popularity ever mattered? We're all sort of the same." I said, shrugging. She shook her head.
"No, were not. Do you know what kind of creature she is? Do you know what I am? I am one of the most exotic of all the species here. Being a snow queen, I have more power than anyone." She said, tossing her blond locks and her permanently blue stained cheeks grew darker. "I think you should call me." She said, slipping me her number. I just stayed there in shock as she skipped off.
"Man, what are you and Queen Quinn up to?" Some dude with a snake Mohawk asked. "I'm Puck, by the way."
"um, honestly, I don't know what just happened. I'm sorry if I bugged you like if she's your girlfriend-"
"Naw, I mean I fathered her kid last year, but other than that we have nothing. So new kid, what's your name and where are you from?"
"I'm Sam, and I'm from Tennesse. They weren't so open to monsters. Obviously Ohio's different."
"So is Chicago, bro. There's where Miss diva Rachel Berry came from six years ago. Did you know that her family ruled over the place?"
"Cool, man," I said. "Wait, is Rachel the one Quinn called Man Hands?"
"True chiz, man." The slang the people used here was insanely weird. "What period do you have first?"
"I have…um potions."
"Cool, it's down that hallway and take a left." I nodded and waved good bye as I headed off. I walked into the classroom, and handed the teacher with pure bone fingers and loads of scars-Mr. Schue-my excuse slip. He smiled and directed me to a chair in the back. That's when I met her. She was smiling into a notebook, sketching something lightly.
"Hi, um Rachel." She looked up, moved her books and smiled.
"Hi um Sam." She replied, teasing me. I gave her a half smile. Her eyes twitched as she turned down to the table. "Where are you from?"
"Um, Tennessee. We moved because we were like the only monster family in a forty food radius."
"Wow, well you definitely came to a good place."
"I would like to think so," He said, smiling. Or more, the smile never left. Her ears twitched as she gave me a smile. She was really pretty….
"So, this year, in Glee Club, I've been trying to rack up members, you know? So things can kind of pick up and we can get started but so far not a soul wants to join our cause! I need to find more people otherwise Glee gets canceled and then there's not a chance of me getting into a musical college-oh, I'm sorry, I kind of just started biting your head off like a vampire. No offense though, Tina." She said, giggling.
"Hey, it's cool. So what's this about Glee Club?"
"Oh, it's this awesome program where students get to come in and sing whatever they like-with school appropriate themes, you never make that mistake twice, and compete in state wide, region wide, and then country wide, if we make it. We usually do." She smiled.
"That's sounds wicked, I'd love to join."
"Well, come out tomorrow and try out! It's going to be at 3:15, sharp! Don't be late and bring whatever song you'd like."
"Well, maybe we could do a song together."
"Mr. Schue likes to hear what a student can do alone, first. But I would be honored to sing with you, Sam." She smiled.
"Awesome," I said. Something about this year really was going to rock.
(Tuesday, after school, 3:15 pm, sharp)
"So, guys, I would like all of you to welcome Sam Evans to audition for Glee Club!" Mr. Schue called, his bony hand giving me an entrance. Puck was nodding and smiling, and Rachel clapped happily, and waved. But the most enthusiastic was Quinn, who kept clapping loudly way longer than everyone else. "What song are you going to sing for us, Sam?"
"Um, well, I'm going to do ."
A mummy girl fanned herself. "Only a guy with a six pack, blond hair and big lips like his could make that hot."
"Santana!" Quinn snapped at her. I bit my lip and tuned my guitar. I looked up at Rachel, where she flashed me a thumbs up.
I strummed the first few chords as the group began the 'oohs'.
Everybody's laughing in my mind,
Rumors spread about this other guy,
Do you do what you did when you did with me,
Does he love you the way I can,
Did you forget all the mem's that you made with me,
Cause baby I didn't,
That should be me, holding your hand,
That should be me, making you laugh,
That should be me, this is so sad,
That should be me, that should be me,
That should be me, feeling your kiss,
that should be me, buying you gifts,
This is so wrong, I can't go on,
Till you believe, that that should be me,
That should be me,
That should be me
I continued into the second verse, and the group was cheering like crazy. Rachel was especially wowed. She was seriously pretty when she smiled.
I finished with the last 'that should be me', and they had gone crazy. I set down my guitar and smiled at Mr. Schue, waiting.
"Welcome to Glee Club!"
I made Tina a vampire because of the 'asain goth vampire' joke, Quinn is an Snow Queen because she has an icy attitude, Santana is a mummy because she acts like royalty and plus the olive skin, Brittany is a fish/mermaid girl because of her 'bubbly' (terrible pun) attitude, and Rachel is a were tiger girl because in one episode she said "i'm very specific when I give gifts. I cant' tell you how many kittens I've given away because they weren't perfect," and because i played the female chesire cat in alice in wonderland, so I thought it would fit, even though my costume was more like the were tiger. Rachel's also going to be towned down a little, making her more like me :) REVIEW!
Song used Justin Bieber's that should be me. I'm not a huge JB fan, but I was watching MTV (which I ONLY do when I'm sick) and saw Miseltoe.