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Rachel's POV.

I walked towards the cafeteria. Jesse told me that we will meet there and I was very excited. I walked faster until a small figure stepped in front of me.

It was a boy with messy black hair. He wore a thick long blue jacket and the hood was covering his face. He grabbed the hood with his fingers that were inside his long sleeves. He pulled it down to reveal dull black eyes.

My eyes widened as I figured out who this person was. It was my sister! Before I could speak, she took a hold of my hand and pulled me to the nearest classroom.

"Casey?" I asked. I was still confused because my sister was not a boy!

"Yeah…" he…she said.

"Since when are you a boy?"

Casey scratched her head and her small frown grew larger.

"Remember my friend? We made a bet and I lost. She told me that I would need to act as a boy for as long as she wants." She explained. She didn't seem to care.

"How about the principal? Your birth certificate?" I asked her.

"My parents told the principal that they'll donate money if he does not tell…I'm also excused from gym. The teachers don't know…" she trailed off.

My cell phone was ringing and it was Jesse. He was waiting for me in the cafeteria.

"Casey, want to come with me at lunch?" I hesitated but she's my sister!

"I already ate fruit and candy."

"You need to eat, Casey. Our bloodline is made up of stars and stars need energy to shine." I said to her. It was really true!

"Don't worry…I think of myself as a moon." She told me as she searched for her pockets for something. "I shine…but only in the background."

I pouted but nodded and made my way to the cafeteria. I was glad that my sister was her but she's dressed as a boy! Her hair has been cut…or is that a wig? I didn't get to see it clearly because of my shock.

Casey's POV.

Lunch time meant training time. I went outside after speaking to Rachel and practiced my taekwondo. I used a small tree in the corner as an enemy and I won, sort of.

Time passed and I found myself outside of glee club. I wanted to join so I could spend time with Rachel.

I went inside and saw a handful of people. A couple of them saw me and gave me a weird look. I also saw Rachel on the front with Jesse.

"Can we help you?" the teacher asked. He was Mr. Schuester. He looked normal and nice.

"I want to join the glee club." I told him. I noticed Rachel's eyes widened with shock as I approached them.

"Sing." He said to me.

I sang 'twinkle, twinkle little star' and remained indifferent to the members' reaction. I have been able to sing in both gender's voices since I found out that Kurt had the ability to do that as well. Some chuckled and some looked at me even weirder than before.

"What's your name?" Mr. Schuester asked.

"Justine Casey Wynter" I answered. "Please call me Casey."

"Casey, you need to sing a real song. And your voice is…" he trailed off. He didn't know what to describe my voice. I didn't sing and I had just made 'twinkle, twinkle little star' a poem.

"She's horrible." Jesse told everyone. Rachel was frowning.

Mr. Schuester had an apologetic look on his face but it didn't matter. I needed justice.

"Mr. Schuester…The song I have just sung is a real song. It just so happens that mostly kids sing it." I explained. "And do I need to be good to get into a club? Isn't passion enough?"

"Casey…um…Alright, you're in." Mr. Schuester announced after a few minutes.

"She'll destroy our rhythm, Mr. Schue."Kurt said. I had researched and profiled each of the glee club members in my laptop.

"She's right, though." Mr. Schuester told them. "Glee club is about passion!"

I took a seat at the corner and tuned out everybody's voices. As soon as I did that, I fell asleep.

"He's really small, isn't he?" I heard voices. This one was from Finn.

"He sings really badly! It stinks more than the garbage." It was from Arnie. Or was it Artie?

"Guys, he's a part of glee now. We shouldn't bully him even though he has no talent in singing whatsoever." It was Rachel defending me.

I opened my eyes and saw that everyone was staring at me. Mr. Schuester was not in the room.

"I haven't seen you before. From your small stature I'll guess that you're a first year. No puberty yet." It was Kurt.

"I'm an exchange student."

"Why did you move? You seem shifty." I didn't know who said that. I was rubbing my eyes.

I picked a lollipop from my pocket and sucked on it. I felt energy but still needed sugar.

"I moved because of someone special to me." I said. Rachel looked weird. But it was good weird. She seemed happy that I said that she was 'special'.

"Why did you join?" it was Mercedes. "No offense but you don't seem to have passion for singing."

"So I could sleep." I answered. That was also one of the reasons why I joined this club.

I looked at the time and my eyes widened. It was time for my guitar lessons!

I stood up and grabbed my bag. I headed towards the exit.

"Where are you going?" Rachel asked. "We're still not done yet."

I turned to look at her.

"I need to go. We can talk later."

And I continued on my way.

It was Tuesday and I didn't have much to do. I only needed to practice kendo and dancing. I've already finished my morning lessons.

I was walking towards the club room. I was thinking which candy was better and I didn't have any idea what.

"Casey!" It was Rachel's voice.

I turned and saw her with Jesse. She was smiling while Jesse seemed disturbed.

"Jesse, can I talk to Casey for a moment?" she asked.

Jesse nodded and glared at me for a second, before Rachel could notice.

"Why weren't you home yesterday?" she turned to me, pouting.

We were by the door of the club and no one was coming close to us. It must be the club.

"I had other plans…I forgot." I admitted. "I'm sorry"

Rachel nodded and went inside the club room. And I soon followed, receiving stares from almost everyone.

Mr. Schuester's POV

I noticed, at first, that Mercedes, Kurt and Quinn were staring at the door. I didn't mind it. But soon everyone else stared at the door.

"Guys? What are you staring at?" I asked. I wanted to hear their explanations.

Mercedes pointed to the door and I turned to look. The sight was unexpected. Rachel was talking to Casey, the new guy.

"Why would Rachel talk to the worst singer in Glee club?" Quinn asked.

No one answered but they knew that the two had a secret. I didn't want to know, I was a teacher! I needed to advise, not snoop.

Rachel went inside and sat beside Jesse. She didn't seem to notice the unusual stares from her club mates. After a few seconds, Casey joined in. I couldn't decipher if she noticed the stares or not.

I have only met Casey yesterday and I was surprised by his appearance. Yesterday, he wore a thick and worn blue jacket that was one size larger than what he should wear. Now he was wearing a thick and worn Red jacket that is one size larger than what he should wear. I didn't know if he had bad fashion sense or he was really poor.

Casey sat at the back of the class. He didn't talk to anyone and instantly fell asleep after I spoke. He was receiving a few glances by his fellow glee club members. He remained like that until we finished.

The only ones left in the room were me and Casey. He was still asleep. I wanted to wake him but he seemed peaceful. I decided to wake him after picking up the papers that fell a while ago.

I was in the corner when Quinn came inside.

"Where is it?" She was talking to herself.

And with that, Casey woke up. He turned and saw that we were the only ones in the room. He didn't seem to notice me but he stared at Quinn.

"Where's what? You should specify 'it' if you're going to ask." It sounded offensive but his eyes showed something different. They were dull yet innocent and pure.

"I wasn't talking to you…" Quinn replied. She looked down and saw her bag under her seat, beside Casey.

Quinn tried to pick it up but she was having trouble. The front row chairs were in her way.

Casey picked up the bag and gave it to Quinn.

"Thanks."

"You should have asked me." He told her.

"I don't like getting help." Quinn confessed. "When I had this baby…"

"You should get help. You're getting a baby."

"I'm putting it up for adoption." Quinn looked sad but Casey was indifferent.

"I know that but I want to help with your pregnancy."

Quinn sat down and looked at Casey.

"I told you, I'm done with help."

Casey stood up and grabbed his bag. He stared at Quinn's stomach before adding;

"You are but I'm not. Ask me for help…" he trailed off. "I'm going to fulfill it in any way I can"

He popped a lollipop in his mouth and left. Quinn was staring at the floor, deep in thought.

"Mr. Schue, you could come out now."

She noticed me.

Casey's POV

It was finally the Friday! I could sleep in for an hour late!

I was going to the gym when I noticed something in the clinic. It was Mercedes and she was asleep. I went inside and only saw her and the nurse.

"Could you watch her for a moment? I'm going to get something" she smiled at me.

I nodded and took a seat beside Mercedes' bed. I had to skip practice but somebody needed my help. I was staring at the door when I saw Jesse coming by.

"Jesse!" I shouted.

He stopped and went inside the room. I stood up and pushed him outside, closing the door.

"I know who you are." I said to me.

"Who doesn't? I'm Jesse St. James!" he smirked. "I was from Vocal Adrenaline and I moved her to be with Rachel."

"And your motive." Jesse's smirk dropped.

"I already told you, to be with Rachel!" he was smiling nervously. "I'm not spying!"

He will not spy. Vocal Adrenaline's confidence is higher than a mountain. It was true but why would he change schools? He was nervous and it meant he has something to hide.

"Well?" he asked.

Jesse won't easily become nervous by a question. He was trained in Vocal Adrenaline not to do so. I already searched my real mother's techniques.

"Nothing." I admitted. I should not accuse him of anything yet.

He smirked and left. I sighed and came back to the room.

"Where?" I heard Mercedes say. I walked towards her. She was pale and breathing heavily.

"Why did you faint?" I asked her.

"Long story…cheer-leading, diet, 2…" Mercedes trailed off.

I started to piece it out together and figured it out five minutes later.

"Here a chocolate bar." I offered.

"No thanks." Mercedes refused. She was stubborn on this diet thing.

"Mercedes." I liked her name. It was…cute. "Be comfortable in your own skin. It's the only one you've got. You're not a snake."

Mercedes smiled and the nurse came back.

"Thank you, dear." She thanked. I nodded and went out, seeing Quinn waiting outside the door. She smiled at me and went inside. Were they friends? I let a small smile out to myself. I was going to like it here.

Important: The story is on hold for a while. I have writer's block...for this story. But it you review or suggest, I'll try to make new chapters.