A/N: This takes place during season one. My first try at a fanfic. Don't judge too harshly please! Plus, some of the characters are made up.

Chapter One: The Big News

Will's POV:

He was in a great mood. He had woken up early, graded some Spanish papers, and had had a nice breakfast of donuts and coffee. Nothing could change his mood right now… until he saw her walking towards him.

"Will! Figgins needs you in his office, pronto!" Sue Sylvester smirked. "Let's hope it's not something about that massive birds nest up there. I swear I can see a bird in there." she said, nodding toward his head of curly, brown hair. She laughed and walked back to her office.

Will Scheuster sighed and turned to the other direction, walking the familiar path to Principal Figgin's office. What did Sue do now?

Probably found some way to get us to lose Regionals, he thought.

As he walked down the hall, kids were everywhere. "Oww!" he yelled out as a kid slammed into him. Without saying sorry, the kid sprinted away. As he walked further, he shielded his eyes from Santana and Puck's heavy makeout session.

Finally, he reached the office.

"You needed me?" he asked.

Figgin's swiveled around in his chair to face Scheuster. He looked serious. But, he always looked serious.

"Is it Sue again?" Will complained.

"Actually, it has nothing to do with Sue, but good guess. Today, some man contacted me about your little New Directions. Apparently, he heard about your group from a friend of his and he wants you and your club to fly up to New York to audition for his new film or something" Principal Figgins announced.

"Are you serious?" Will exclaimed in shock.

"Yes I am serious. A little too serious in fact. The thing is, the school will not be paying for this little field trip. This must come from your check book. The club budget has already been used up to pay for the Cheerio's nutritionists and trainers" Figgins replied.

All the happy emotions Will had just felt there were gone. "Are you serious?"

"Yes Will. I A-M S-E-R-I-O-U-S!" he enunciated. "So if the Glee club wants to go, they must pay it themselves".

"This is crazy!" Will yelled. "The Cheerios get their nutritionists, trainers, transportation, yearbook pages, and so many things come out of the budget to them. My kids have been working so hard and now that they get an opportunity like this, they'll be forced to pass it up. We'll never be able to pay for something like this- plane tickets, bus tickets, hotels, food, special transportation for Artie!"

"You could exclude the cripple. That would be-" Figgins punched in numbers on his calculator. "About two thousand bucks less".

"That's not the point!" Will hissed, his blood boiling like a steaming kettle.

"I'm sorry Will but that's the way it works. Nothing is life". "Now, you'll have to excuse me. I am already late to my spa appointment and it is very expensive, you know. Soon, I'll have to be paying it myself-" Principal Figgins stopped midsentence and gulped, hoping Scheuster didn't hear that.

"Did you just say that you'll have to be paying it yourself soon? Then where does the money come from for these spa appointments now?" Will asked suspiciously.

"Uh- I don't know, heheh miswording. I meant soon I'll… bankrupt myself!…"

"You take money out from the school budget for your own purposes?"

"Please don't tell the school board about this" Figgins begged Scheuster. "Please".

Will thought about it. "Only on one condition…"

Later at New Directions meeting…

"We're all going to New York!" Will Scheuster yelled.

The whole glee club was in silence. Until Puck spoke up.

"What the hell?"

Will Scheuster felt a wave of disappointment at the enthusiasm. Then, he realized he had forgotten to tell them the exciting news.

"The famous movie director, Carl Williams has asked us to fly up to New York because he is holding a casting session for his new short film!"

That made everyone yell with excitement.

"OMG! That's so cool!" Brittany and Santana screamed with excitement.

"I'll finally get to star and show my talent!" Rachel squealed happily.

The only ones not excited about this were the boys who were sitting in their chairs in awkward silence. Will noticed that and came over.

"What's wrong, guys?" he asked.

"Well, we're not really into that acting stuff. We prefer football and stuff like that" Finn said.

"Or dancing" Mike added.

Will sighed. "I'm sort of disappointed that you guys aren't as pumped about this as I thought you would be. Well, I'm sure you'll find a role in the film that you will like".

"Or not" Artie replied. "Look, we're tired of having to do all these girl things. Like, remember when we had to put on those wigs. Or when we did the Madonna songs. And now, acting."

"Actually, I think this is a great idea" Kurt piped up. "It would be a great experience for all of us and it gives us a chance to be famous".

"Kurt's got a point" Puck said. "Being famous and everything would get us the hot chicks and every girl would dream about us".

That got the boys riled up.

The smile shifted off Will Scheuster's face. "That wasn't exactly the motivation I was looking for but it's a start".

"Everyone, back to your seats, now" Will said.

As everyone shuffled to their chairs, he began passing out permission slip forms for the trip.

"I'm guessing that the trip should take about three weeks with all the casting and acting things so get your parents to sign these papers and hand them in Friday. We leave on Saturday morning, 9:00 AM so pack for the trip and meet in the front of the school, any questions?"

"Who is paying for all this?" Quinn asked.

"Principal Figgins has graciously offered to take money from the school budget and his own checkbook to make this opportunity possible for us" he replied.

"That's weird" Tina said. "He didn't even pay for the special bus for Artie and now he is suddenly paying for plane tickets and hotels for this".

"Other questions?"

"How will we be able to divide up hotel rooms?"

"Good question, Rachel. I don't really know. I'll tell you on Saturday morning."

"And will there be any more chaperones?"

"Nope, just me"

"And will there be any singing roles in this movie?"

"I'm not sure, I'll check back with you-"

"And what star rating will the hotel be?"

"I'm not sure but not anything over three stars, I don't think Principal Figgins will be wanting to spend anymore money on this trip-"

"And will there be boy-girl rooms?"

"Absolutely not!"

"And will.."

Rachel's questions were endless and endless. But thankfully, the bell rang before her 17th, or was it 24th question.