AN: HI NOW THE THING IS I USED TO ABSOLUTELY HATE UPON HATE GLEE BUT I NOW HAVE GROWN TO LOVE IT SO I'M STILL A BIT CAUTIOUS ABOUT THE WAY I WRITE THE CHARACTERS SO ANY COMMENT WHATSOEVER IS FULLY APPRECIATED.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE (PROBABLY NEVER WILL) NOR DO I OWN ANY SONGS I PUT ON THIS STORY.
It was during lunch time. I was walking along the corridor self-alert; I was the newest student at McKinley high. I had just come out of the principal's office with Mia and Tempe, my parents. Yes, my parents are both women, I was adopted six years ago, when I was a ten years old by my mum's (although I always call them by their names Mia Reynolds and Temperance Barker or as she liked to be called Tempe). We lived in London until we moved to here because Mia got a job in a law firm in nearby Findlay, and Tempe also . When I found locker, number 235 and I piled my books into it. A boy came up and opened the locker on my left; he was wearing a pair of turquoise jeans and a White button up shirt and a turquoise bow tie. I saw the jocks coming down the hall, (I could tell because of their Letterman jackets) one of them with a slushy in hand, I paid no mind to it as I put my stuff into my new locker, until I seen one of the jocks take an aim with the slushy for the boy beside me, on the spur of the moment I pushed him of the way. All of a sudden I could feel the cold, lumpy, syrupy cola flavoured drink all over my face. Everyone in the hallway laughed at me "why did I do that!" I scolded myself.
"Hey are you okay?" asked the boy I took the slushy for,
"I'm okay, thanks"
"Well, my name is Kurt Hummel." he stated as I started trying to clean the gloop out of my dark red hair and off my clothes.
"My name is Bianca Dawson, is there by any chance a bathroom I could use?" I questioned in my British accent
"British are we now, no need to worry , Rachel, Mercedes come help me!" he called down the hall with a smirk on his face, in one moment two girls were by his side "Bianca, these are my friends Mercedes Jones & Rachel Berry they will help you get cleaned up.
Rachel and Mercedes took me to the bathroom and Kurt walked in tow with my school bag in his hand and waited outside.
"Now how did you get yourself slushied?" asked the one Kurt pointed out to me as Mercedes.
"Ah- well I saw those football players in the hall were aiming for Kurt with one of those... slushy things and I pushed him out of the line of fire literally so to speak," I explained as Mercedes and Rachel cleaned the last of the slush out of my hair.
"Gutsy move, I think I could learn to like you, I think we're all done here, now Bianca." Rachel said
"Thank you Mercedes, Rachel I never thought anyone would be this kind to me," I said
"Trust me girl, anyone who takes a slushie for someone they don't know deserves to be treated kindly," Mercedes said with sass as we walked out the door.
"So you are British?"Asked Kurt as the four of us walked back to our lockers.
"It's that obvious!" I asked in mock shock with emphasis on my British accent, they laughed at my display of humour "Yeah Tempe, Mia,- they're my mums' by the way- and I just moved here from London. Mia got a partner job at Grayson & Forbes law firm in Findlay," I continued.
"Bianca what classes do you have?" asked Rachel.
"Let me see?" I said pulling out my timetable from my school bag.
"Um I have Spanish class with a Mr. Schuester, after lunch"
"Oh! Mr. Schuester is the teacher in charge of the glee club, which us three are members of," said Rachel perkily.
"Can anyone join?" I asked hopefully.
"Yes anyone can, that is if that someone can sing, can you sing?" Kurt asked.
"Let me show you if I can sing," I mumbled under my breath.
"We're going to glee now, come to the choir room and we'll get you an audition," Kurt persuaded.
"OK." I simply stated. After a few twists and turns through the corridors we arrived at a door and Mercedes who at the head of the group opened the door.
"Kurt, Rachel, Mercedes sit and-?" asked a man with short curled hair that was very perm-like.
"Bianca, sir I would like to audition for glee club please?" I asked hopefully.
"Ok what will you sing?" he asked
I thought for a moment "I'll sing gotta be somebody by Nickelback,"
"Well show us what you got." said the man I presumed was Mr. Schuester.
I took a breath, got in to the middle of the floor at the front, nervous as hell, the electric guitar started to wail, I opened my mouth and started to sing.
"This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting, will play out like a scene
Straight off the silver screen
So I'll be holding my breath, right up 'til the end
Until that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with" Guitars blared as I crescendoed.
"Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that" the drums were beaten faster.
"Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there" I diminuendoed
"Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight
And dammit this feels too right, it's just like déja vu
Me standing here with you
So I'll be holding my breath, could this be the end?
Is it that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with" I crescendoed the short one.
"You can't give up,
When you're looking for
A diamond in the rough
Cause you never know
When it shows up,
Make sure you're holding on
Cause it could be the one,
the one you're waiting on" I sang with compassion
"Nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there." I spoke/Sang to finish.I finished with a smile on my face. I looked up and everyone was clapping including Mr. Schuester.
"Well, well Bianca welcome to glee club, as you probably know my name is Mr. Schuester most glee kids call me Mr. Schue. Kurt, Mercedes and Rachel you know already, and this is Quinn, Puck, Brittany, Mike, Tina, Santana, Puck, Finn and his is Artie," Mr. Schuester listed. I went over and sat beside the boy in a wheelchair called Artie.
"Okay, our lesson plan for this week -" Mr. Shue started to write on the board, first there was a "M" then a "O" then a "V" followed by "I" followed by an "E" then a "S". From the girls there were collective giggles and "Yey"'s, and equally collective sighs from the boys.
"Our theme is Movies, so this week we will be pairing off and I want you and your partner to pick a song from a movie , now in the movie it doesn't have to be a duet but you can make it into one the best duet pair wins dinner at breadsticks and gets to perform their number a Regionals . And since we have odd gender numbers now because of Bianca joining and Matt being out with the flu, partners will be boy-girl, with the exception of one girl-girl couple. I want guys to pick out of your left hand side hat and girls' the right and Tina you will pick from the girls' hat, "Mr. Schuester announced "I got Santana." said Tina.
"Rachel." said Mike blandly.
"Puck." said Brittany disappointed.
"Kurt," Quinn said half-heartedly.
"Finn," Mercedes said blankly.
"Which means I get Bianca," Artie said with a smile. I was confused to why this was.
Then the lunch bell rang. Everyone got up to leave. But Artie wheeled over to me.
"Yes, Artie?" I asked.
"Well...ummmm... I guess I was... wondering if we could meet after school in the auditorium today, I was thinking we could practice?" he asked timidly.
"Yeah Artie I would like that," I smiled. "I'll meet you there, is that okay with you?" I asked he nodded and we went out of the room together. "Bye Artie." I said
"Bye Bianca,"
I got to the auditorium at 3:10 Artie wasn't there. So I decide to sing a couple of songs to warm up my voice. I got to the middle of the stage with a stool and my guitar and sang my favourite song. I started with a rhythmic three pluck'
"In '85,
Tuesday morning,
Came alive,
I didn't know ya
Route 66 is gone,
And Reagan's here,
It won't be long
Nintendo comes,
Live Aid, too,
Back to the Future
Where were you,
While I spent all my days
In primary school?"
I got up and put down my guitar and went to the drum set my beat on it was hard and fast.
"In '89,
The dream begins,
First in line to California,
Pete Rose is banned for good,
The Simpsons come to Hollywood,
Russia leaves Afghanistan,
Flight 103 ends Pan Am,
Bush is here
This is the year
That I feel most alone"
I put got up from the drum and went to the front of the stage.
"No more
No more
Countin' down the hours
No more
No more
Wishin' you were here
I stopped believin',
Although Journey told me 'don't'
Before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
In '92,
A boy is born,
The skies were blue
In Ohio
Boris Yeltsin chills,
Freddie dies,
But Queen is still,
Barcelona has the games,
Lady Di is single again,
Clinton wins,
And I still dream
That I'll find you someday
In '97,
A baby girl,
Adds some heaven to the world,
Tony Blair tips the scales,
Elton sings for the Princess of Wales,
Microsoft buys into Mac,
My mum has a second heart attack,
And Train leaves San Francisco
In a thousand-dollar van
No more
No more
Countin' down the hours
No more
No more
Wishin' you were here
I stopped believin',
Although Journey told me 'don't'
Before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
2001,
The towers fell,
The World is stunned,
I wish I knew ya
I was on a plane,
The world would never be the same
The artificial heart is born-
Ironic when New York's is torn out
Woah"
Holding the note thoroughly enjoying myself
"2004,
Began in May,
On tour when I met ya
Facebook joins the Internet,
Oldsmobile joins the cassette
I met your family
It took a while until you kissed me,
But when you did,
I finally felt at home"
I twirled with my arms wide open. Around, and around
"I stopped believin',
Although Journey told me 'don't'
Before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be my year
Maybe this'll be -" when I turned around this time I saw a boy sitting down in a wheelchair right below the stage
"Hi Artie I didn't see you there!" said startled
"I'm not surprised you were really into that song, you play guitar and drums?"
"Yeah grade 4 guitar, grade 3 drums and grade 6 piano."
"Wow impressive!" he exclaimed wheeling up the ramp to get to the stage.
"So what about the song?" I asked,
"Well what about Grease lightning?" he said.
"Too fast and I wouldn't be able to get my voice deep enough," I countered.
"What about 'all that jazz' from Chicago?" Artie suggested.
"Too raunchy, why don't we sing without love from Hairspray?"
"Hairsprays' a joke."
"No it is not..., at this rate we'll be singing at the beginning?" I said frustrated.
"Okay why don't we do a test run of that first?"
"You know I was only joking?" I said more than asked, Artie blushed. " but how do you know about that song anyway?"
"My cousin loves that movie; she makes me sing along with her,"
"Okay, do you want me to play the piano" I shrugged
"If you want" Artie said, I walked over to the piano and started playing.
After seventeen beats I started to sing.
"We were strangers, Starting out on a journey Never dreaming What we'd have to go through Now here we are, And I'm suddenly standing, At the beginning with you"
Artie wheeled over from centre stage over to me beside the piano and sung the male verse.
"No one told me I was going to find you, Unexpected What you did to my heart, When I lost hope You were there to remind me This is the start"
I got up from the piano and walked over to centre stage and so did Artie, and we sang the chorus together.
"And life is a road And I wanna to keep going Love is a river I wanna keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you"
I started to sing; now thoroughly enjoying myself.
"We were strangers on a crazy adventure"
Artie took up the next verse.
"Never dreaming How dreams would come true Now here we stand unafraid of the future At the beginning with you" The next verse I sang.
"I knew there was somebody somewhere Like me alone, in the dark Now I know my dream will live on I've been waiting so long Nothings gonna tear us apart"
We turned towards each other, I sunk down his level and we both sang the end.
"Life is a road and I wanna keep going Love is a river I wanna keep going on Starting out on a journey
Life is a road and I wanna keep going Love is a river I wanna keep flowing. In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you"
Our faces grew closer and closer ...
AN: Ha Ha cliffie I love cliff hangers
