Find Your Own Way Chapter 1, a glee fanfic

Emma: So Olivia and I have decided to re-write this story with just our OC, mostly because the plot we had with every other OC in it was falling flat. So, the first five chapters will be up and edited, then I'm hoping to get another, new chapter, tonight too. Anyway, we don't own anything blah blah blah. Enjoy!

Finding Our Own Way

Chapter One: New Kids On The Block

"Hill Crest High School was burnt to the ground this past week," Mr. Schuester read from the newspaper to the Glee members before him. The group was silent as the teacher continued to explain the devastating fire that took the entire school down." Now, moral of this story is that we will be receiving a few new students her at McKinley high now. Some of them may even be from the Glee club at Hill Crest. We will be holding try outs, but I want to accept at least seven of the new kids."

Not many of the Glee club kids -namely Rachel –wanted to ruin their good dymanic and have more people to fight for solos with, but they agreed that it was best for the kids after their tragedy. Meanwhile, two of the said kids from Hill Crest were entering the school. One was short and had choppy brown hair against stormy navy blue eyes. She wore a long sleeved Rocky Horror shirt over red skinny jeans and a pair of scuffed black combat boots. She tugged the sleeves of the shirt further down her wrists and glanced at the other girl. This one had longer blonde hair and pretty brown eyes and was substantially taller than the other girl. She wore a tight fitted blue top with a plaid blue shirt over it and low rider jeans tucked into black and blue cowboy boots.

Both girls were walking down the hall like they owned it, which they knew they would. The smaller of the two gave the students even glances, while the taller girl gave winks and smiles. They spoke briefly at a class door and then the smaller girl headed towards where she had been told the auditorium was. She waved goodbye to the taller girl and then entered the large room with the piano center-stage. She slung her black messenger bag over one of the seats and walked towards the piano.

This girl was Delilah Jade Delapaz, and one of the new students from Hill Crest. She touched the smooth ivory keys and closed her eyes. She didn't care that she was supposed to be in her first class now, or that she was a new student. She wanted to play and DJ- as she preferred to go by -never let the urge to sing or play, go unnoticed. She let her fingers dance over the keys and began to sing:

No one knows what it's like

To be the bad man

To be the sad man

Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like

To be hated

To be fated

To telling only lies

But my dreams

They aren't as empty

As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free

No one knows what it's like

To feel these feelings

Like I do

And I blame you

No one bites back as hard

On their anger

None of my pain and woe

Can show through

But my dreams

They aren't as empty

As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open

Before I use it and lose my cool

When I smile, tell me some bad news

Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil

Put your finger down my throat

If I shiver, please give me a blanket

Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like

To be the bad man

To be the sad man

Behind blue eyes

DJ smiled as she hummed around the last few lyrics, her fingers dancing over the keys and her heart filling to the brim with the music. She had always been more inclined to music, and often took days in her room filled only with the blasting of her iPhone. She leaned back when she was done playing the song and closed her eyes. She heard the bell for second period ring through the school and she sighed, standing to leave the large theatre and her new favorite piano. She slung her messenger bag over her thin shoulders and headed out into the crowded halls. Puck- having been backstage the entire time -exited behind her, a secret smile on his lips.

Avery strummed on her guitar as she waited for DJ to show up for lunch. She sat alone on the steps of the courtyard, where many other kids sat eating and talking. She hummed as she strummed on her faithful acoustic guitar- so whimsically named Hipster. She sighed, deciding if DJ was going to be late- as her half-sister normally was -she was going to have fun while waiting. She hummed a few more chords then grinned and burst out into a southern twang:

Hood up, bent over that carborater,

I skinned my knuckle, damn that hurt.

Got a six-pack chillin' on ice for later,

and grease all over my white t-shirt.

My brother taught me how to throw a curve ball,

the cheerleadin' thing never felt quite right.

When it comes to high fashion I hit a brick wall,

This girl's just one of the guys.

You can dress me up, but it won't change,

The way I walk against the grain.

I can rock your world, and if my mood is right,

You can take me home, but I'm gonna drive,

Cuz this girl's just one of the guys.

I can throw darts, talk about fishing,

Tell a dirty joke, and watch Nascar.

I can help you with your lovelife and tell you 'bout women,

Drink you under the table at your favourite bar,

You can dress me up, but it won't change,

The way I walk against the grain.

I can rock your world, and if my mood is right,

You can take me home, but I'm gonna drive,

Cuz this girl's just one of the guys.

I'm still a lady looking for the right man,

But he's gotta take me, just the way I am

You can dress me up, but it won't change,

The way I walk against the grain.

I can rock your world, and if my mood is right,

After the game on monday night,

Cuz this girl's just one of the guys.

Yeah this girl's just one of the guys.

The small crowd that had gathered while the tall blonde girl sang gave a few cheers and whoops. Avery chanced her signature Cheshire grin, as her half-sister finally strutted up. DJ gave a matching grin and offered her hand to her sister.

"Glee try outs are after school, you ready?"

"Always am," Avery returned in a thicker southern twang. DJ had a slight southern lilt to her voice, but only really let it out when she was mad; Avery was all Southern Belle though." Did we decide what we wanted to sing?"

"I thought Disturbia would be fun," DJ said sipping at a water bottle. Avery gave her a pointed look and DJ who gave a grimace." I'm fine, sis, promise. Just not hungry today. I ate breakfast and took my meds though, promise."

Avery let it slide this time and continued to strum out on her guitar. DJ was a secretive person, always had been, but she didn't keep secrets from Avery anymore. She finished her water and yanked out her doodled-on spiral notebook and began jotting lyric ideas down. Both girls looked up when a deep baritone voice gave a gruff clearing of the throat. A tall Italian boy smiled at the girls and they returned the grin.

"Room for another?" The boy asked. Both girls giggled and nodded, scooting over for their friend to sit beside them on the stone steps." I didn't see you two after Spring Break… I figured the fire would have scared you off…" He gave DJ a pointed look and the girl gave a dramatic roll of her eyes." Silly pyromaniac…"

"Okay, this one wasn't my fault," DJ said," And you, Mr. Fredrick, have no room to talk. You're a closet sugar addict. I can be addicted to fire, you can keep your sugar. Deal?"

"Only for you, little sister," Fredrick grinned. The boy had tumbling ebony hair and big honey-colored eyes against dark olive skin. He wore a loose button-up black shirt over dark-wash jeans and black Pumas, and was effortlessly handsome. Where Delilah was a more exotic look, with her dark brown hair and blue streaks against stormy navy-blue eyes, with pale skin; and Avery was an All-American look with her blonde hair, pink streaks, and big brown eyes back dropped to a light tan, Fredrick was a mixture of the two. He was both exotic and all-American but it worked." So are you guys trying out for this Glee Club too?"

"Do we ever not try out for music-related things?" The girls asked together. Fredrick laughed and shook his head. He gestured for the guitar, and Avery gingerly handed over her favorite acoustic. Fredrick simply began stringing out a light tune.

"I think we have a good shot," DJ said listening to Fredrick play. Neither her friend or her sister disagreed so DJ continued." I saw them at districts. They're a good team, but they could use our voices."

"I guess we'll see this afternoon," Avery said.

"Well, thank you for showing up to tryouts!" Mr. Schuester said to the three kids as they entered the band room together." Do you all have a song prepared?"

"We were born prepared Signor," Fredrick said with his Italian lilt. He gave a deep bow and stepped back to let DJ and Avery step forward." I do believe the girls wish to go first. And who am I to deny my 'little sisters' the honor?"

"You're all related?" Schuester asked. The trio began laughing and DJ spoke first.

"No sir," DJ managed," Avery and I are half sisters, but Fredrick just calls us his little sisters. Want us to rock your world now?" The Spanish teacher wasn't sure how to answer to that, so he nodded and backed away to allow Avery and DJ the stage." On five count?" Avery nodded and took out her electric guitar." Five-six-seven-eight!"

The girls began their routine, the music from the band and Avery melding with the two voices. DJ was a lower, richer alto, where Avery had a higher based alto voice. Together they sang:

Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum

What's wrong with me?

Why do I feel like this?

I'm going crazy now

No more gas in the rig

Can't even get it started

Nothing heard, nothing said

Can't even speak about it

I'm a light on my head

Don't want to think about it

Feels like I'm going insane

Yeah

It's a thief in the night

To come and grab you

It can creep up inside you

And consume you

A disease of the mind

It can control you

It's too close for comfort

Put on your green lights

We're in the city of wonder

Ain't gonna play nice

Watch out, you might just go under

Better think twice

Your train of thought will be altered

So if you must faulter be wise

Your mind is in disturbia

It's like the darkness is the light

Disturbia

Am I scaring you tonight

Your mind is in disturbia

Ain't used to what you like

Disturbia

Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum

Faded pictures on the wall

It's like they talkin' to me

Disconnectin' phone calls

The phone don't even ring

I gotta get out

Or figure this shit out

It's too close for comfort

It's a thief in the night

To come and grab you

It can creep up inside you

And consume you

A disease of the mind

It can control you

I feel like a monster

Put on your green lights

We're in the city of wonder

Ain't gonna play nice

Watch out, you might just go under

Better think twice

Your train of thought will be altered

So if you must faulter be wise

Your mind is in disturbia

It's like the darkness is the light

Disturbia

Am I scaring you tonight

Your mind is in disturbia

Ain't used to what you like

Disturbia

Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum

Release me from this curse

I'm trying to remain tame

But I'm struggling

You can't go, go, go

I think I'm going to oh, oh, oh

Put on your green lights

We're in the city of wonder

Ain't gonna play nice

Watch out, you might just go under

Better think twice

Your train of thought will be altered

So if you must faulter be wise

Your mind is in disturbia

It's like the darkness is the light

Disturbia

Am I scaring you tonight

Your mind is in disturbia

Ain't used to what you like

Disturbia

Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum

The girls gave each other a grin when the ended, and Schuester smiled back at the sister duo.

"Well my world has been rocked," He admitted," Welcome to Glee Club. Now, Mr. Fredrick? Want to follow that?"

"Of course SignorSchuester," Fredrick said with a wide smile. He asked a band girl to borrow her ukulele and smiled when she allowed him to. He began strumming out a jovial tune. He hummed along and then smiled, winking at Mercedes who sat in front of the band with the other Glee members, as he began:

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it

I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted

I fell right through the cracks

Now I'm trying to get back

Before the cool done run out

I'll be giving it my bestest

And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention

I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait, I'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me

Open up your plans and damn you're free

Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love

Listen to the music of the moment babay sing with me

I love peace for melody

And It's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait I'm sure

There's no need to complicate

Our time is short

This is our fate, I'm yours

Scooch on over closer dear

And i will nibble your ear

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror

And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer

But my breath fogged up the glass

And so I drew a new face and laughed

I guess what I'm be saying is there ain't no better reason

To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons

It's what we aim to do

Our name is our virtue

But I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait I'm sure

Well open up your mind and see like me

Open up your plans and damn you're free

Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours

Please don't, please don't, please don't

There's no need to complicate

Cause our time is short

This oh this this is our fate, I'm yours!

Fredrick smiled as he ended and another round of applause echoed in the band room. Mrs. Schuester made a note on his clipboard and congratulated the trio as they all gave a bow.

"Welcome to New Directions," Mr. Schue said with a grin.