Hello! It's TheGleekGal here! Here's my first SYOC and I hope you all like it! I've seen a few around during my short time on Fanfiction and I figured I'd give it a go! More info on the SYOC can be found at the bottom, get to reading! :D

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P.S: I do not own any of the songs that are to be featured in the fanfic, they belong to their rightful owners! I also do not own Glee or anything that's related to Glee.

IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a bit AU from canon, you've been warned!

That is all...

Glee: The Next Generation

"Last box!" A proud, handsome blond man in the brink of his 30's yelled, carrying a cardboard box that was labeled "DISHES" over his shoulder.

"Sam, be careful!" His beautiful African-American wife, Mercedes Evans (nee Jones), wished as he power walked through the living room and to the dining room to safely place it on the table. After doing the task as requested, he approached her in the kitchen with a sweet peck on the lips, their hands enveloping one another.

During mid-June, the interracial couple had just moved back to one place they called home: Lima, Ohio. A decent-sized town where everyone knew everyone and news flew fast. Whether or not that was a pro or con depended on the person and the situation at hand.

As the term, "high school sweethearts", said, Sam and Mercedes became involved with one another toward the end of their sophomore and junior year of high-school, respectively. But the relationship wasn't perfect and came with its own bumps and obstacles like every relationship did. That didn't mean the two didn't love each other any less.

"Where's Melody and Anthony?" Sam asked, concerned as to where the location of his two children were.

"Upstairs packing in their room."

"Well the least they could do is help us down here too!" Sam suggested while approaching the bottom of the stairs. "Melody! Anthony! Get down here!"

Within seconds both Melody and Anthony Evans walked down the stairs after hearing their father yell their names, Melody marching down a bit more reluctantly than her younger brother.

"Help your mother pack!" He demanded, pointing at all of the boxes in the dining room, the kitchen, and the living room.

Without blinking twice or questioning the demand, both Melody and Anthony helped get everything situated by unpacking the boxes filled with items such as family photos, a few vases and other smaller pieces of furniture, and the two or three pillows for the sofas.

A minute later and both Melody and Anthony were helping their parents get the pots, plates, pans, and other cooking and kitchen ornaments placed correctly.

"Tomorrow, we have to go to William McKinley to get you guys registered!" An over-enthused Mercedes exclaimed, passing Sam a few dishes to reach on the highest shelf of the cabinets.

"Yay." Melody sarcastically replied in a monotone voice, rolling her pretty green eyes.

"Don't sass me!" Mercedes immediately told her daughter, pointing at her from the other side of the kitchen while Anthony silently chuckled. "Maybe if someone behaved better, we would have stayed in New York."

"I doubt it." She murmured only loud enough for her brother standing beside her to hear.

"All of our friends are in New York though!" Anthony reminded.

"What about Kurt and Blaine's kids? You guys use to hang out with them!"

"When we were five and six!" Both Melody and Anthony simultaneously jogged the memory of their mother, Sam laughing at their response. Kurt and Blaine were a gay couple that Sam and Mercedes got know in high-school, thanks to an extra-curricular club known as Glee Club. A small, underdog-esque, show choir who was constantly tortured by the in-crowd with slushies thrown at their faces. They were practically a family who only had each other to rely on. And overtime, that bond grew.

As the gang got older and graduated and moved on with their high-school lives, many of those relationships remained intact, both romantic and platonic. So intact that even when many had kids and families of their own, they held their own type of family reunions to get the old gang back together while many of their kids were still young. However, time flew and everyone just got busier with their own lives.

"Just a thought, they still ask about you." Mercedes stated with a shrug.

"Really?" Melody asked incredulity.

"When they were eight." Mercedes laughed, causing Anthony and Sam to join in while Melody rolled her eyes in more of a playful tone.

"Lima isn't all that bad, look how we turned out!" Sam realized, gesturing to himself then to the mother of his children.

"Back in Lima, Ohio." Melody reminded, this time causing Mercedes and Sam to roll their eyes somewhat playfully.

"We always thought the city wasn't a place to raise kids but we didn't have any other options then." Mercedes began explaining. "But now that I've started my own record label and Sam's got his new arts foundation for Dyslexic kids, we don't have to stay in the city anymore."

"Plus, Lima now is a lot better than it use to be when we were kids." Sam chimed in, Mercedes agreeing with a silent head nod and a high-five.

"If you say so..." Melody stated with uncertainty, looking over at Anthony who only shrugged in response.

"I've never felt so humiliated in my entire life ever!" A blond young woman by the name of Beth Corcoran complained as she carried a box full of God knows what to one Marley Puckerman's classroom (a.k.a the choir room) the next day for open house. "Words cannot describe how embarrassed I was, Aunt Marley."

Marley Puckerman was her aunt and yet at the same, she wasn't. Marley was married to Beth's half-paternal uncle named Jake, which technically meant that she was Beth's aunt. However, Beth was adopted by a woman named Shelby Corcoran, to whom she considered her actual mother. Beth's biological parents were Quinn and Noah "Puck" Puckerman. At the time, when they were sophomores, the two back-stabbed Quinn's at the time boyfriend and Puck's best friend, Finn Hudson.

And that's how Beth came into this world.

As a little girl, while Quinn was busy and Puck overseas while in the Air Force, both Jake and Marley were asked by Shelby to babysit Beth while they were engaged. During that time together, both Beth and Marley became very close, having a sister-like relationship almost.

"During sophomore year while I had bulimia, I fainted on stage in front of everyone at Sectionals. There's a video on YouTube with a million views and my kids still show it to me from time to time. I think I can relate." The older, brunette woman reminded, Beth cringing as the two finally arrived and sat down the cardboard boxes on the piano.

"Did it make it to the news?"

"There was a small feature about it on WOHN-TV and this guy posted it on his school blog." Marley remembered.

"That's nothing compared to every single newspaper in New York City!" Beth explained. "I literally cried the whole ride here!"

"It's no big deal." Marley shook her head no, placing her right hand on Beth's corresponding shoulder. "Even celebrities forget the lyrics to the National Anthem at the Superbowl."

"But by then, they already had it made. This was opening night on Broadway! My only chance and I choked on my solo!" Beth argued, her eyes getting a little teary.

Marley then pulled the 24 year old woman in for a hug. "Mistakes happen, you're only human." She reminded as Beth continued to sob on her shoulder.

"God, I'm a joke!" Beth mumbled under Marley's cardigan sweater.

"Did you know Rachel choked on her NYADA audition?"

Immediately, Beth pulled away, her eyebrows furrowed at such statement.

"No!" Beth shook her head no, still in awe from the news of her adopted sister.

Marley confirmed by silently nodding. "Yup, she forgot the words to 'Don't Rain On My Parade' then cried on stage."

"Wow!"

"But if anyone asked, you didn't hear it from me!" Marley demanded, walking into her office and cutting on the lights to start prepping.

"Deal." Beth agreed, wiping her puffy-red cheeks dry with her own two hands then rubbing her hands down the legs of her jeans.

"Here's a piece of advice that I give my kids, both students and my actual kids." Marley began as she approached the blonde yet again, holding both of her shoulders as her bright blue eyes stared right into Beth's green eyes. "Everything happens for a reason."

"Even mistakes?"

"Even mistakes!" Marley verified with a smile. "You'll learn from this experience and then in 20 years laugh about it at the Tony Awards."

"One can only hope." Beth wished with a hopeful half-smirk, before going in for yet another hug.

"Good morning!"

"Hi!"

"Hello!"

These were only a few of the phrases that one William Schuester, former Spanish and History teacher, now principal of William McKinley, repeated to his employees as he and his wife, Emma, and their daughter, Lillian Schuester (better known as Lily) walked through the halls and passed them by.

"Remind me again why you two decided to have open house in the middle of the summer unlike the rest of the schools in the district?" Lily asked with somewhat of a snobby attitude as she carried a cardboard box in her dad's office.

"No one wants to spend the last days of their summer vacation shopping for school supplies! And everyone hates going to open house toward the end of the year!" Will answered.

"In the past several years, the percentage of students with school supplies on the first day have increased because of it." His red-haired wife, Emma Schuester, vice-principal and guidance counselor of William McKinley chimed in.

"Touché." Their daughter muttered in defeat, dropping the box onto her father's desk.

"Where's Daniel?" Emma suddenly noticed, looking around to find that her older son wasn't present.

"Just got out of the bathroom, sorry." He apologized on cue as he entered the office. "Anything else you guys need?"

"You can carry my boxes to my office! But please be careful and if you happen to spill anything on them or drop it in mud then just-"

"I got it, Mom!" Daniel laughed before heading back to the car, interrupting one of her famous nervous rants.

"They grow up so fast! I still can't believe he'll be a junior this year at Ohio State University!" Emma noted.

"Seems like I handed him his diploma only yesterday." Will agreed, patting his wife on the shoulder before wrapping his arm around her while Lily rolled her eyes.

"So are we done here?" Lily asked standing behind her dad's desk.

"Yes, Lily, you can go now." Will agreed to playfully, gesturing to the door.

"Thank God!" Lily exclaimed, strutting to the exit.

"Don't forget your appointment with Mrs. Lynn today!" Emma reminded.

"Mrs. Lynn? Mom, I'm fine!" Lily stopped at the door, pleading her case.

"Lily-"

"No, I am!" Lily interrupted her mother. "I've been eating right, working out, exercising. I even gained eleven pounds, seven of those pounds being gained in all the right places and I'm totally comfortable and hot in this floral sundress." Lily boasted with a smug grin and a shrug.

"You might be healthy on the outside, but what about on the inside?" Emma asked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Lily questioned while crossing her arms, offended.

"Before the 'incident' at the Homecoming game last year you were a social butterfly!" Emma began, air quoting "incident". "Going out everyday, and even on school days despite our wishes, and hanging out with your friends or partying or even going on dates. And now, you barely leave the house."

"I do too leave the house!" Lily argued, her tone raised. "Just last week, I bought these heels!" She pointed at the ground, kicking one foot at a time up off the ground to showcase her black pumps.

"Oh yeah? Who'd you go with?" Emma asked somewhat reluctantly, biting the inside of her bottom lip. Will glanced down at the ground once he saw a tear drop down from one of his daughter's hazel-green eyes.

"By myself." Lily answered, a bit breathy, her voice practically cracking. "I can make new friends!" She argued, raising her tone though with a much weaker voice than before.

"And we know you can. But after that faint spell last year, it could have caused some emotional and psychological scars. We just want to make sure you're-"

"I'm fine!" Lily yelled, this time interrupting her dad. "And I'll be damned if I have to talk about these problems to anyone else besides my family!" She continued, her eyes still tearing up. And apparently, they must have been contagious as her mother's eyes began doing the same.

"...fine." Emma agreed, nodding her head once she saw where her daughter was coming from.

"Really?" Lily asked, surprised as can be.

"Mrs. Lynn has really helped you and you've been so doing well. I'll tell her to cancel the appointment."

"Thank you!" Lily exclaimed in a happy, soft, voice as she ran to hug her parents.

"But if you even think about skipping your next breakfast, you'll be seeing a lot more of Mrs. Lynn!" Emma warned.

"We'll triple the number of appointments and add an extra hour!" Will included.

"Deal!" Lily agreed, wiping her tears. "Well, I'm gonna go."

"Where-" Will asked, before Emma slapped his right arm.

"To make new friends, remember?" Lily reminded with a wink, before leaving out of the office.

Strutting down the much more crowded hallways as more parents, students, and teachers arrived, Lily was more confident with a smile that could light anyone's day.

Everything was going so well until...

"Lily!" A familiar voice called out as they almost collided. And not a familiar voice she wanted to hear either.

Caleb Greene was the name associated with that voice. 6'2, brunette, tan, athletic, who looked rather muscular in that varsity football jacket that was practically inseparable from his torso.

"Caleb." Lily greeted in a not-so-welcoming tone. Without a look back, she managed to get by the wide-receiver to continue to her destination.

"You look gr-"

"Go die in a hole and rot there!" Lily yelled as she heard his footsteps behind hers.

"Wait!" Caleb called out, stepping in front of Lily and successfully getting her to stop as he purposely got in her way when she tried to escape. "Gee, to think you'd be a bit nicer to the guy you dated for four years!"

"You mean the guy who left me for some slut on the Cheerios once I became the joke of the town? Yeah, he's dead to me!" Lily lashed back, referring to the cheerleading squad at William McKinley known as "The Cheerios". Why? No one knew.

"That was a mistake! You pushed me out and anyone else that ever gave a damn about you!" Caleb yelled back.

"Keyword? Gave!" Lily argued back, her eyes watering yet again.

Again without warning, Lily managed to sneak by the varsity football player. This time she didn't get as far once Caleb grabbed her right wrist.

"Can we please talk about this?"

"You've got a minute." Lily allowed, releasing herself and crossing her arms as her shoulder rested on the lockers.

"I know cheating is unforgivable but I miss you. And I don't even care about her! We have history, Lil. We're royalty at this school, it's Caleb and Lily, babe!"

"As my mother told me while I cried in my room all day when I figured out, all good things must come to an end." Lily carelessly shrugged off.

"Really?" Caleb asked, laughing as if Lily was insane. "So you're okay with being a nobody? You're okay with the fact that those nerds in the A/V Club are more relevant than you? You're okay with the fact that this school's lame ass attempt to revive the Glee Club comes up more times in a conversation than your name ever does and ever-?"

"If it means staying away from scum like you? Any. Day." Lily managed to smile happily and shrug carelessly, before strutting away from a furious Caleb Greene, walking down the hall, and making a left.

The click of her shoes on the white tiles decreased as she got closer to her destination, a bit hesitant to even attempt such a thing. But why the hell not, right?

Lily walked into the office, standing proudly in front of the desk and the woman behind it. An African-American woman in her late 30's from what Lily and anyone else could tell. Looking up at the pale red-head practically caused her to jump out her own seat.

"What do you want?" The woman asked, her voice dripping of resentment as she eyed the girl up and down.

"Coach Lipoff, I want back on the Cheerios and I want my position back!" Lily made short and sweet to the point, placing her hands on her hips as she stood her ground.

"Your position?" Coach Bree Lipoff repeated, not to be confused with her husband.

Lily took a short breath, before she began to speak again.

"My position as captain of the Cheerios!"

In the midst of open house, all of the families conversing with teachers, Beth figured it'd be best to give Marley space until after open house was over.

Somehow, with all of the random wandering, the blonde found herself in the famous William McKinley High auditorium, the April Rhodes Civic Pavilion. For a school like William McKinley, or any school really, it was a very nice auditorium with numerous rows of semi-comfortable seats, with a pretty black stage, beautiful open red curtains and a black piano stage left.

Slowly making her way to the piano, Beth took a seat on the piano stool and smiled, glancing down at the white and black keys. Though she never attended William McKinley, due to that she lived in New York for most of her life, she had always felt a special connection with the school. She didn't know if it was because of the glee club her biological parents and adoptive sister were a part of that was based here, or the few times that Shelby took Beth with her for the occasional visits to Mr. Schuester and his wife, but this school practically felt like a second home.

Thanks to the piano lessons Shelby signed her up for, Beth immediately started playing the first song that came to mind by ear and managed to do well so far.

Moments later, Beth couldn't help but to sing along, starting the piano over from the intro.

Beth:
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall

Beth then started playing short, fast chords, picking up the pace as the chorus progressed. Though she was no Marina Diamandis, her clear and somewhat raspy voice was able to cover the song well.

You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave

She stopped temporarily to sing one word, before playing the piano in fast, sharp chords again like the second half of the chorus.

Primadonna girl,
Would you do anything for me?
Buy a big diamond ring for me?
Would you get down on your knees for me?
Pop that pretty question right now, baby
Beauty queen on a silver screen
Living life like I'm in a dream
I know I've got a big ego
I really don't know why it's such a big deal, though

Though the song definitely did not describe the young woman 100%, the main premise of the song did. She wanted to be adored, she wanted the world, she wanted it all for herself and because of one mistake, it might have all crumpled away as she sadly spoken the the first words of every line. Didn't she deserve it?

Oh, and I'm sad to the core, core, core
Yeah, every day is a chore, chore, chore
Wow, when you give, I want more, more, more
I wanna be adored

Slowly playing the piano during the first half of the chorus yet again, committing to the song and giving it her all, she was unaware that she had an audience, or rather, an audience member watching her. Had Beth not had beaten Daniel Schuester to the piano, it'd be him rocking out on stage and not her.

Cause I'm a primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall

Wanting his presence to be known to a family friend, Daniel joined in softly with a tenor harmony causing the blonde to turn and smile in his way. He was no NYADA alum like Beth was, but he was Mr. Schuester's first born for crying out loud. Singing and harmonizing was in his genes.

Beth with Daniel:
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault

As he ran closer to the blonde while singing, he twirled his finger before sticking it in his mouth and taking a seat beside Beth then taunting her by pretending to place it in her ear.

Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave

"No!" She cried out as she stopped, laughing as she pushed his left hand away. Daniel laughed along as well, wiping his finger dry with his short-sleeve button down shirt.

"If it isn't Beth Corcoran in the flesh."

"You're one to talk! I haven't seen you since your high-school graduation!" Beth reminded. "How's life?"

"Pretty good, nothing to complain about. You?" He answered, unaware of Beth's dilemma.

Beth sighed. "You hadn't been on Facebook or Twitter, have you?"

"No, why?" Daniel asked, curious as to why Beth brought it up.

"Google my name right now." She demanded.

Taking out his I-Phone 13 S, Daniel spoke unto the phone "Beth Corcoran" once he got on the phone's web-browser. Merely moments later, photos of the blonde as well as a trillion results was listed on his phone screen.

"A trillion results!" Daniel saw on the bright side, before scrolling down to realize what those results were talking about. "Woah."

"Yup. That's me!" Beth confirmed in a weak tone and a nervous smile that Daniel didn't have to look up to catch.

"Mistakes happen, everything happens-"

"For a reason, yeah, I know." Beth finished for the brunette.

"Did you hear about Rachel?"

"Yeah, Aunt Marley told me earlier today." Beth replied, both of the two nodding their heads simultaneously. "She choked at an audition, I choked on the real thing! And I actually got into NYADA on my first try."

"Weren't you wait-listed and accepted at the last minute?" Daniel remembered correctly with a smug-ish grin, causing Beth to push him playfully.

"The point is, I screwed up and now everyone knows. Every news stand in New York, every Broadway blog online, everyone knows!" Beth stated in a nervous, fragile tone.

"What did your mom say?" Daniel continued to question her.

"She's calling me like crazy but I haven't spoken to her yet. She's on her second honeymoon with Ross for their anniversary and I didn't want to bother her with the details that my life is total crap right now!" Beth answered a bit harshly, teasing her natural wavy hair.

"It'll get better, just you wait." Daniel advised with more of a genuine and hopeful smile.

Beth laughed in response. "You and your family's optimism doesn't fail to surprise me."

"Neither does your family's pessimism. Both families." Daniel shot back playfully, Beth rolling her eyes lightly. "You'll bounce back, everyone always does. Look at Britney Spears in 2007."

"True." Beth agreed, cringing at the thought of her massive breakdown happening to herself.

"You can always find a new dream." Daniel continued to advise, shrugging.

"A new dream?" Beth asked, as if Daniel was on drug or something.

"Yeah, why not? People have more than one dream, and when those dreams are accomplished, you set out for new ones!" Daniel defended, though that didn't stop Beth from sadly looking down at the keys. "Hey," He called out, lifting her chin up with his now clean index finger, "there's no doubt in my mind that you'll be huge on Broadway. But right now, you should take a break and find yourself. See what else you want to accomplish!"

"You spend way too much time with your mom!" Beth compared, again causing both of the young adults to simultaneously laugh together. "But, I guess that's a good thing! Thanks!"

"No problem!" Daniel responded back, the two smiling at each other.

Endnote: And that's a wrap! How'd I do? Do you like the characters or completely despise them? Let me in know the reviews and don't be afraid to give any feedback, positive or negative, I'm open to any suggestions seeing that this is my first fanfic.

And I know Glee Club was rarely mentioned but we'll get there, just you wait and see ;)

All of the info for the SYOC like the forms, the rules, and the family information (there's a bunch and I didn't want to post it all in the story because it'd be so massive) and etc. is located on my profile so if you're interested, go check it out!

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Thanks for reading! :)

Song Featured:
Primadonna by Marina & The Diamonds, performed by Beth Corcoran and Daniel Schuester