Disclaimer: This is the one and only time I'll say this. I do not own Glee or the TV Characters involved. The ideas are mine and so are the characters I've brought to life.
I've always been fond of Brittany and Quinn. But after watching the 'Original Song' episode with the Brittany and Santana scene, my heart just wanted to reach out for Santana. She's now one of my favorite characters now, seeing that there is more to the Latina than a silver tongue.
It starts with a new kid joining the Glee Club after they've won Regionals, bet the Warblers and Aural Intensity. With mainly OC/Santana, OC/Quinn, Brittany/Santana but there is a few moments of Sam/Santana, Quinn/Sam, because I think they're adorable.
This is my first fanfic ever. So please, constructive criticism would be warmly welcomed.
Chapter 1 - Introductions
Romeo couldn't help but think that it was all his fault as he pulled up his silver Audi in the student car park of McKinley High, Lima, Ohio. He was, after all, expelled from his old school for throwing a punch at the school football captain. But New York was everything to him. The busyness and commotion of the people rushing through the sidewalks, the lights, the glamour, the girls. Nothing put him at ease more. Until his fist decided that it should kiss the cheek of one of the most popular people in the school. That reason and that his mother was running from her previous life with another of her former husbands. Romeo left everything behind. For boring Ohio.
"Love you, see you later," He farewelled his little sister through the mobile phone in his right hand, before stuffing it in the pocket of his denim shorts. Boy was it cold. He turned to the seat next to him which held his pale coloured backpack with all his books in it, taking it with a huge pull, he left the comfort of his car. And out into the dangerous uncharted waters of McKinley High.
His stomach clenched tighter with the foreign nervous feeling he got as he felt the burning gaze of the students around him, either ogling or sizing him up like prey. Of course he wasn't paying attention as he approached the entrance and collided with a brunette. Papers flew everywhere like birds out in the open sky and the girl scrambled on the floor, drastically pulling in what looked like sheets of musical notes. Romeo moved down to help, with a little bit more success than her.
"Perdone, I'm really sorry," Romeo mumbled. Great. Way to start the day Mr Valentine. His eyes led him onto the title of the page. The song was by Owl City which made him beam appreciatively. He handed the slightly crumpled pieces of paper which she gratefully accepted.
The girl smiled lightly, dimples emerged from her cheeks which he thought were kind of cute. "Thank you. I'm Rachel Berry," She grinned again, jolting her hand forward.
"Romeo Valentine," He accepted her hand and shook it firmly.
"It's a wonderful pleasure to meet you."
Only then did Romeo realise how annoying her voice was. It was like fast forwarding a movie and they talk really fast. She also seemed extremely old fashion. Through her voice, through her reindeer burgundy sweater and plaid pencil skirt. Get with the times girl, less was better.
"You like Owl City too? I love that band. Sing to them all the time." Damn it boy. Smooth Romeo. Real Smooth.
"Oh this isn't mine. It's a song we're doing for Glee Club."
"Glee Club?" A frown appeared on Romeo's face. What the hell was a Glee Club?
The girl was taken back, her mouth slightly fell open as if she was offended. But her face lit up as if she had been enlightened and been given and idea. Seriously it was scary. "Glee Club is only the pinnacle of today's musical entertainment, even if our fellow peers fail to accept that. It's also the one of the things that would shoot me up to the grand stage I belong. My fame would be undisputed and-"
"-Claro, claro... okay I see where your going at," Romeo put his hands up in the air and gave a nervous laugh," You like singing. You like fame. And you want to be a super mega popstar-"
"Broadway," She corrected him firmly and he merely nodded politely," How about I show you what exactly Glee Club is?"
Oh what the hell. Romeo nodded again and Rachel moved quickly through the crowd, making sure that Romeo was still behind her, who was moving in a slower, more leisurely pace than hers. Her eyes darted left, right and centre. It was sort of creepy. She was like a cautious doe, hoping that a hunter won't strike her on the spot. They reached the desired classroom and Romeo popped his head through the doorway as Rachel strutted in, stopping when she realised that Romeo wasn't following her in.
"Mr Shue!" She called out in her high pitched voice.
A curly haired blonde man, turned around from the small whiteboard in the front of the what looked like the choir room. And so did the rest of eyes of the students inside. Raising an eyebrow, throwing a welcoming smile or pursing their lips at him. There were so many stereotypes in the room. "Rachel, glad you can make it!" His voice was with the same passion as Rachel, only less irritating," We were thinking that you came down with a flu-"
"If only," A blonde with luscious waves cascading down her chest and back, retorted loudly. If he wasn't so turned off by cliché corniness, he would say she looked like an angel.
It seemed like Mr Shue was used to the snide remarks as he ignored it with ease. "Who might this be?"
"Romeo," He said coolly. Glad that Rachel didn't interject like he'd thought she would," The new kid."
"Dude. You look like you've been to one of Kurt's makeovers," The macho boy with the mohawk spoke out. He was guessing that Kurt was gay. But he didn't see any feminine men in the room.
"It's obvious you haven't been to one," Romeo shrugged with a sly smirk, leaning on the door frame lazily. Here comes the real Romeo Valentine.
"Romeo, come on inside," Mr Shue welcomed him to the front of the classroom and got him to stand in front of the Glee Club. "So, you interested in joining New Directions?" He figured that was the name of the band, club, whatever.
"Um, well I was just sort of looking around..." Romeo rose an eyebrow, plunging his hands into his pockets. Mr Shue looked crestfallen, which made him feel bad. "But I guess I can give it ago, for a week perhaps?"
"Glad to have you join the gang Romeo," The teacher grinned, clasping his hands together in delight of the arrival of a new member," How about you tell us a bit about yourself?"
"Sure why not," Romeo smiled, his arrogant personality slowly revealing itself to the world," Buenos dais, my name is Romeo Benjamin Valentine. I'm from New York. I love playing basketball and a bit of football. I can play the piano. I listen to music quite often and I'm also part Spanish, which would explain my Espanola but the lack of accent when I speak English. My mother was born in Tabasco."
"Your mother was born in spicy sauce? I bet you she's hot," another blonde nodded assertively, placing her clasped hands on her lap. Romeo laughed in amusement. He figured she wasn't so bright.
"Can you sing?" Rachel quirked out, frightened a little bit as she was already in her seat.
"Uh, I guess so... depende..."
A jock looking type guy with short black hair smiled warmly and suggested," Why don't you sing for us man?"
"Now?"
"Why not?"
He switched his gaze to Mr Shue who shrugged encouragingly. Damn. He didn't know what to sing at all. That wasn't the major problem though. Romeo had never sung in front of a crowd by himself. And the people around him looked like they could smell fear. Mainly the girls and the guy with the mohawk. Romeo was right.
"Just pretend that everyone's naked," The large girl suggested, who was sitting comfortably next to the mohawk dude. She looked pretty bad ass.
What did he have to lose? Romeo nodded seriously before turning to the piano placed near the front. He took a seat and sighed nervously to himself. Here goes nothing.
Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track
She won't walk away
But she won't look back
She looks good
But her boyfriend says she's a mess
She's a mess, she's a mess
Now the girl is stressed
She's a mess, she's a mess
She's a mess,. she's a mess
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cuz when he's lookin', she falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark
Her kiss is a vampire grin
The moon lights her way while she's howlin' at him
She looks good
But her boyfriend says she's a tramp
She's a tramp, she's a vamp
But she still does her dance
She's a tramp, she's a vamp
But she still kills the dance
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cuz when he's lookin', she falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark, in the dark
She loves to dance in the dark, in the dark
She loves, she loves to dance in the dark
Romeo closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he finished, his fingers gently sliding off the musical keys and his head bowed down slightly towards the piano. It was a while before he could hear anyone clapping and whooping enthusiastically. He turned his head and smiled at the Glee Club who was more than happy about his performance. Mr Shue stood from a distance and clapped as well with a large beam of sunshine upon his face.
"Whoa, that was great Romeo!" Mr Shue laughed in surprise," Welcome to the Glee Club!"
Notes: I'll give more of a description of Romeo later on in the story if you like. If you don't know what song he was singing, it's Dance in the Dark by Lady Gaga but played on the piano with more of a slower and smoother pace. Reviews would be great as an indication to add more to this story!