A/N Chapter two is here! I have issues trying to stop writing so it's pretty long... and BTW two people followed my story and I got a review. Yay! So can I please get another review for this chapter? K thanks (: ~Emily

Disclaimer: Glee is not mine. Glee is Ryan Murphy's. (:

CHAPTER TWO

Hope had practically dragged me to the halls of Dalton. "How do you know where we're going? I thought we weren't allowed to mix with the boys?" I kept asking.

"During school hours. When school hours are over, we always hang with the guys. And the Warblers are like my bros. And since Perkins doesn't have a show choir, I go to their rehearsal and sing along a lot," she explained.

"You sing?" I asked. She nodded.

"And I play guitar. Acoustic and electric. Just not for people. That's personal." I decided not to pry on that topic.

Soon, I started to hear singing. Not just ordinary singing, but the kind that fills your heart and you just need to hear more. And it was a capella. Even better.

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

Hope smiled. "He usually doesn't get solos."

I listened carefully to the song. It sounded beautiful with the a capella, and the singer had the voice of an angel.

Life goes on
It gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear, a waterfall
In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she'd fly.

I had to hear more. Hope and I sped up, and when we finally reached the room they were practicing in, Hope stopped in the doorway to watch.

I couldn't get a glimpse of the soloist, but I did see the group. They were just standing in a formation, most likely staying still for the tempo of the song. Only as the song came to a close did I see the lead shift his movement so I could catch a glimpse.

And the angel was my prince charming. When the song ended, Hope rushed in. "That sounded great, guys! Are you using that for sectionals?" she asked.

"Possibly," answered one of the guys in formation, who was obviously a leader.

"Oh, and Prince Charming, I've brought you you're princess," Hope told Nick, gesturing to me. My face instantly flushed.

"This is Andrea?" a guy asked, stepping out of the formation. This cause the other guys to all move around the room, either sitting down or starting their own conversations. "Nick, you said she was pretty, but this one is gorgeous! I'm Trent, by the way. Hope probably told you about me."

"She has. Nice to meet you, Trent," I said. I turned to see Nick glaring past me, but it took me a second to notice his red face and his gaze directed toward Trent. Could he possibly like me? I thought. But I had only just met him. This kind of feeling couldn't of happened that fast. Plus, I didn't even know him.

"So can we watch you guys today? We promise we'll be good," Hope begged. Trent looked towards a boy listening to the conversation. He nodded. "Yay!" Hope squealed. She grabbed my arm and pulled me onto a couch with her.

The boys got back into formation and started to do a faster song.

La la la la la
La la na na na
La la la la la
La la na na na

Trent stepped forward from the group, beaming. "He has a solo!" Hoped whispered, cheering for her friend silently.

Girl I've been all over the world
Looking for you
I'm known for taking what I think I deserve
And you're overdue

I was impressed. These boys can sing. And they were all dancing and having a good time, too. I suddenly missed being able to do things like this with friends, and knowing that Perkins doesn't have a group like this made me feel even worse.

You make me feel that
La la la la la
You make me feel so
La la la la la
You make me feel that
La la la la la
You make me feel so
La la la la la
You, you make me feel that

Hope and I were smiling and laughing at the guys; they were all trying to one-up each others' dance moves while singing and moving around the room.

Trent walked over to Hope, grabbed her hand, and made her start dancing too. I laughed at her horrible moves compared to the guys, but I really felt out of place without her with me.

When the song ended, I decided I would go back to the dorm. I stood up and walked out of the room. About halfway down the hallway I realized Hope had the key.

I turned around, only to crash into someone coming the other way, sending us both crashing to the ground. I landed on my back and hit my head off the ground.

"I'm so sorry, " the person said. "Are you okay?" I tried to see who it was, but my head was still spinning. "Let me help you," he said, and he pulled me up. I was finally able to see straight, and I noticed this boy was extremely cute.

"I'm Terry Huffman," he introduced. I smiled.

"I'm Andrea Jennings," I told him.

"You're the girl Nick was telling us about when he came late for rehearsal, right?" he asked. My heart sank. I should've known he was only talking about me because I caused him to be late.

"That's me. The klutzy, lost new girl over at Perkins Academy," I laughed. He laughed with me, and then he suddenly took something out of his pocket.

"Hope told me to give this to you. Said you didn't have your key. But now that I've caused you injury, I'll walk with you to make sure you don't hurt yourself anymore," he said.

"You don't have to. You should stay at your rehearsal," I protested. He smiled at me.

"It's almost over. Just let me help a pretty girl?" he asked. I immediately thought of Nick when Terry said this.

"I, um, I just-" I couldn't think of the words. Terry's mesmerizing smile vanished from his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked me. I nodded. "Just let me help you." I decided not to protest, and we walked through the halls together, back to the dormitories of Perkins.

XXX

"So not only did you get completely lost on your first day, but Hope got you guys locked out of your room, too? You girls are going to have a good time this year," Terry laughed. We had been sitting in my dorm just talking for about half an hour. I smiled at him.

"So do you like singing? I mean, you must like it if you're a Warbler, but what do you plan to do with it?" I asked.

"I plan to sing a love song for the girl of my dreams. And then I will become a successful lawyer, just like my dad," he answered, obviously not liking that plan.

"Why don't you do something a little more musically inclined? Like a Broadway actor, or even a music teacher?" I asked. He sighed.

"That's not the plan," he said plainly. I came up with an idea. I picked up my phone and started scrolling through my songs.

"What are you doing?" Terry asked.

"Do you like Mumford & Sons?" I questioned him.

"Yeah, why?"

"I want you to sing for me," I told him, and I started playing my favorite Mumford & Sons song for him. He smiled, obviously knowing the song. When the words started he began to sing along.

It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind

The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat

He was really good. At the chorus, I decided to join in.

But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

He stopped singing and turned off my music.

"You are really good. I can't believe Perkins doesn't have a way for you to showcase your talent. I believe they have band. Hope has said they don't even offer choir, let alone show choir," he said. I groaned.

"Then my life is officially over," I said. Terry laughed.

"You can come sing with the Warblers sometime. Hope does. And I'd love to hear that beautiful voice again. So will you? Please?" he begged. I blushed.

"I guess so," I answered. He smiled that gorgeous smile.

"Great. I should probably get to my dorm, and considering its on the complete other side of Dalton, I guess I'll leave now," he sighed.

"Okay," I fake pouted. He laughed, and stood up to walk out. But before he left, he walked back over to me, kissed my cheek, and then quickly left the room.

I smiled to myself, yet I had the strangest sense of déjà vu.