Life in Progress Chapter 1, a glee fanfic

As Oliver West walked into the Lima Coffee House he bumped into a man causing him to drop all the papers he was holding.

"Excuse me. I didn't see you there." Oliver stated as he knelt down and helped the man pick up his papers, which he noticed was sheet music. After the papers were picked up, he stood and handed them back to the man. "Those are some good songs. Let me introduce myself. Name's Oliver West." He revealed as he offered the man his papers.

"Will Schuester. Thanks for the help; I have to pick songs by yesterday. Wait, did you say Oliver West?"

"Yes…"

"Did you go to high school in Lima?"

"Yeah, I was in the Glee club. Do I know you?"

"Oh man! One word man, Journey."

"Will! How are you man?" Oliver said as the old friends sat down at a table.

"I'm good. I'm actually teaching Spanish and the high school."

"Wow. Why do you need to pick songs then?"

"Well, I'm actually the director of the Glee Club."

"That's great man. How's Terri?"

"Oh, uh, we actually got a divorce a while back."

"That's too bad."

"Yeah, anyways, what are you doing back here? I thought you were in New York?"

"I was. But when Sierra died, Sarah rebelled. She got in so much trouble; I thought a fresh start would be good for us both."

"Sierra died? What happened?"

"Cancer. But, that's all in the past. So let's just forget I mentioned it."

"Sure man, so how old is Sarah?"

"Just turned 16. She starts at McKinley tomorrow."

"Does she sing?"

"She's got her momma's voice."

"You should see if she wants to join New Directions."

"I'm sure she would love to. Put her down to audition."

Later that Day.

"Dad, I don't want to be in a Glee club."

"Sarah Taylor West, there will be no discussion about this. You will join the New Directions and you will stay in the New Directions. Understood?"

"Fine."

"Go on to your room and start practicing for your audition." He stood up and left the living room. "NOW!"

"FINE!" I snarled as I stormed to my room and slammed the door.

The next day.

'I can't believe I have to join a glee club. It seems so stupid.' I thought as I headed to the auditorium. As I walked through the door I saw that the room was empty. 'Great! This thing is so stupid that even the director didn't show up. If I leave Dad will kill me, so I better wait.' Ten minutes later a short brunette walked up to her.

"Hi! I'm Rachel Berry, are you here to audition?" She asked with a smile.

"Yeah. I'm Sarah West. But I can't audition since no one is here"

"Oh silly, you are just early! Earlier than me, this is odd. Are you trying to steal solos from me before you are even in Glee?"

"Whoa, calm down. I don't want any solos. I don't even to be in glee."

"Then why are you auditioning?"

"My dad was in glee club when he went to school here. He knows whoever runs this Popsicle stand. And I have to 'continue the tradition that your mom and I started' or something." I explained as a man with short hair came in.

"Hi Mr. Schue this is Sarah West she is auditioning." Rachel exclaimed to the man.

"Well, hello Sarah. I'm Mr. Schuester" he looked down at his watch. "The rest of the club should be here soon. Do you need any help getting anything set up?"

"No. Would it be alright if I used the piano?" I asked

"Sure. Go on up and get ready. Once everybody gets here we will get the ball rolling." Five minutes later everybody was here, or so Mr. Schue said. There was Artie, Brittany, Santana, Sam, Mercedes, Kurt, Mike, Tina, Puck, Lauren, Quinn, Finn, and Rachel. That was New Directions.

"Alright guys. Before we start we have an audition. So why don't you tell us a bit about yourself and then you can sing us a song." Mr. Schue sat down and all eyes were on me.

"Well, uh, my name is Sarah West. I'm from New York. I sing and dance. I dance contemporary, hip-hop, and jazz. Uh, this is my first year at McKinley. Uh, yeah, so I'm going to sing now." I nervously blurted out and sat down at the piano. "Oh, this song is called Haunted."

You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
but I never thought I'd live to see it break
It's getting dark and it's all too quiet
And I can't trust anything now
And it's coming over you like it's all a big mistake

Oh, I'm holding my breath
Won't lose you again
something's made your eyes go cold

Come on, come on, don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong
You're all I wanted
Come on, come on, don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breathe whenever you're gone
Can't turn back now, I'm haunted

Stood there and watched you walk away
From everything we had
But I still mean every word I said to you
He would try to take away my pain
And he just might make me smile
But the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead

Oh, I'm holding my breath
Won't see you again
something keeps me holding on to nothing

I know, I know, I just know
You're not gone. You can't be gone. No.

Come on, come on, don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong
Won't finish what you started
Come on, come on, don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breathe whenever you're gone
Can't go back, I'm haunted

You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
Never ever thought I'd see it break.
Never thought I'd see it...

Rachel POV

"Well, uh, my name is Sarah West. I'm from New York. I sing and dance. I dance contemporary, hip-hop, and jazz. Uh, this is my first year at McKinley. Uh, yeah, so I'm going to sing now." The girl I met not 5 minutes ago blurted as she sat down at the piano. "Oh, this song is called Haunted." As she began to play the song Kurt leaned over to me.

"I love it! That's a breathtaking shade of red… maroon, no, auburn. Yes, auburn!"

"Kurt, what are you talking about?"

"Her hair!"

"Oh. That has to be from a bottle."

"No, that's natural. I can tell." He whispered with a grin on his face. He started going on about how she reminded him of both Selena Gomez, because of her coloring, and Taylor Swift, because of her face, but I blocked him out and just listened to her.

Sam POV

I leaned back in my seat next to Mike and watched the girl on stage. She sounded like Sara Bareilles but she had a rasp to her voice that reminded me of Taylor Momson. Throughout the song the emotion was building in her voice that turned to a raspy whisper for the last few lines. It made me want to hurt whoever made her feel that way. 'What is wrong with you man?' I thought to myself.

Sarah POV

As I finished the song I just sat there. 'Why did I think about him? NO! No more! I'm done with him.' Suddenly I heard applause. When I turned I saw a blonde boy, Sam I think, standing up clapping along with Rachel.

"That was great Sarah! Welcome to New Directions!" Mr. Schue declared as Rachel and Sam sat back down.