My name is Summer Daniels. I'm 13 years old, and starting as a junior at McKinley High in Lima, Ohio. How, you ask? Apparently, I have the brains of a super computer. Not very fair for me, to have to be 3 years younger than anyone in my grade. One of the few things that can cheer me up is singing. So, let's get on with my story.
"Hey, watch it, midget!" A tall guy with a mohawk said. Jesus, everyone was so gigantic here. I found my locker, which was(thankfully) on the bottom. I put all of my books in there, and tried to find my way to 1st period French. I walked up to a Hispanic looking girl and asked where French was.
"Excuse me, do you know wh-"
"Beat it, kid! Go back to kindergarten."
Why did everyone have to be so mean here?
I turned the corner and saw a classroom. Please, please, PLEASE be the French room. Nope, it was Spanish. I asked the teacher where French was.
"Um, excuse me, Mr...um...I'm sorry, what's your name, sir?"
"Oh, you're the new student, Summer Daniels! Well, Summer, it's great to meet you, Summer. I'm Mr. Schuester, call me Mr Schue."
"Okay, Mr. Schue. Do you have any idea where the French classroom is?"
"Summer, it says that you have Spanish first period on my attendance list."
Whew. That was a relief.
", I saw a glee sign up sheet, and it said to talk to you if interested. Well, I'm interested."
He looked like his smile might split his face in half.
"Summer, I'd love to have you on our team! Tryouts are today at 3:10, alright? See you there!"
As the bell rang everyone came pouring in ,talking laughing, and giggling about something or another.
I smiled back at him and took my seat.