CHAPTER ONE
Marissa stared at the list and contemplated whether or not her passion for the arts was worth risking social suicide her first year back at William McKinley High School. On one hand, she hadn't seen any of her classmates in two years, so she still maintained immunity from her 'shiny new toy' status at this school. On the other, the Glee kids got slushied on a regular basis, regardless of who they were or how long they had been here. She finally decided that auditioning for the New Directions was well worth the risk, since she would only be 'The New Kid' for a few weeks before her novelty wore off. She neatly wrote her name on the list and soon found herself being shoved aside as a small boy near her was coated head to toe in an icy, red slushy. She looked up at her savior, only to find herself standing face-to-face with none other than Cameron Mitchell.
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Matheus didn't know what had hit him. Okay, well, he did know: A cherry slushy. But he had no idea what he did to deserve it. He was just walking down the hall, once again trying (and failing) at getting Emily Lopez's number. One moment he was flirting with her, the next he was wiping corn syrup out of his eyes. All he could hear were the laughs of jocks and Cheerio's, taunting him with cruel names like 'shorty,' 'munchkin,' and 'mini-me.' Once the crowd had dispersed, he noticed the slushy-stained sign-up sheet behind him. Yeah, he liked singing… in the shower. But he thought he would sign up. Nothing could be worse than what he was already going through. At least in Glee he'd make friends…
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Cameron stared at Marissa, utterly shocked. The girl he'd been infatuated with ever since kindergarten was standing right before his very eyes. It was one of the few times in his life where he couldn't thing of anything to say.
Say something. Anything. Just start with a simple "hello." That always seems to work.
He opened his mouth to speak, right as she turned around and walked away. He couldn't blame her, though. The last time they had spoken, they hadn't exactly been on good terms. One day she was his best friend, the next they couldn't' stop yelling. And then she was gone. The one thing he thought he would regret most when he saw her again would be the way he had hurt her, but he had been wrong. Here, in this moment, he realized. What he regretted the most was being to proud to apologize.
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Damian came up to find his host-brother, Cameron, looking as if he had just been punched in the stomach.
"Hey, Cameron. Are you okay?" He asked, concerned for his friend.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a little nervous about the new year. Don't worry 'bout it."
Though it was an obvious lie, Damian understood that whatever what bothering Cameron, he didn't want to talk about it. So he quickly changed the subject.
"So what is this 'Glee Club' everyone is talking about?" He hadn't really heard anyone talking about it, but he had seen the sign-up sheet and it had sparked his interest.
"Glee? It's like a show choir where you compete in like singing and dancing competitions. It's automatic social suicide. Who are this year's victims so far?" Cameron said with a smirk.
Damian tried to cover his disappointment with a very fake sounding scoff. "Only five people have signed up. Lindsay Pearce, McKynleigh Ross, Marissa von Bleicken, Matheu-"
"Marissa von Bleicken?" Cameron interrupted, "You know… it's not all that bad. I heard glee was kind of fun, actually…"
Damian was happy he wouldn't be alone when he signed up for glee. Although he wondered why Cameron had such a sudden change of heart…
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Lindsay Pearce was a very confident girl. She had gotten straight A's since nursery school, she had gotten the lead in every school program, and her only real competition for Class President, well her only competition at all, was McKynleigh Ross. All she needed now was to be the star of the New Directions. And all she had to do to be this year's glee star was blow Mr. Schuester away with her stunning audition. A little sucking up wouldn't hurt, either. She had done her research. She planned to be the best Rachel Berry that William McKinley High School had ever seen.
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McKynleigh Ross glared at her brother. He had just called Lindsay, her arch-rival, "hot!" Lindsay had beaten McKynleigh in practically everything since Pre-K. But not this time. McKynleigh had more school spirit, (She had the same name as the school) more popularity, (Her brother was McKinley High's resident "Heartbreaker") and more talent than Lindsay. She planned on beating her at her own game. She would try out for glee club. Bryce was joining, too. The girls in glee, although usually freaky and annoying, had always been kind of sneaky-hot. Plus, the group had its fair share of Cheerio's in the past. So the duo signed up, then vacated the premises, to avoid any oncoming slushy-facials.
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"No, no, and NO! I will not have any baldies, fatties, or infants on my squad!" Coach Sylvester shouted at the trio sitting in her office. "My girls have to have hair. Hair that can be tied up into a ponytail. It's mandatory. If I let on eof you off the hook, I'd have to let the whole squad do their hair! We'd have lesbian Bieber cuts and hippie grease-bags wandering the halls, disgracing the Cheerio's uniforms. And last time I let an overweight female on my squad, she sand a song about inner beauty in front of the entire school. It was humiliating. And imagine what the judges at Nationals would say if they found out that I had a toddler practicing for six hours every day. There are CHILD LABOR LAWS. The answer is NO!"
Once Coach Sylvester finished her rant, the three teens stared, not understatnding. Ellis was the first to break the silence.
"I'm not a little kid. I'm a sixteen year old girl!"
"And my mom said that I had to do an extracurricular activity this year," Hannah added.
"And I shaved my head because I am a boy," Alex finished.
Sue still wouldn't have them. "You want a club that will 'accept' you, despite your many flaws? Join Glee Club!"
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You might think that Emily Lopez was a cheerleader, following in the footsteps of her older sister, Santana. But you would be wrong. Emily was so popular, she didn't need the Cheerio's to boost her self-esteem. This was going to he her year. She would be independent and do things she wanted to do. That was why she was joining Glee Club. She was hot and she was fierce. No matter how dorky her activities were, no one would take a chance messing with Emily Lopez.
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Samuel was alone. He ate alone, he walked alone, he lived alone. And he liked it… for the most part. But he also got bored. He needed a place to go where he could connect with his inner rock star, but still have fun. A place where no one would carte about 'that creepy loner guy' infiltrating their club. A place like Glee Club. So he decided, as dorky as show choirs were, he would sign up for the New Directions.
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Will Schuester was shocked, to say the least. He had gotten twelve signatures over the past week. Auditions were next week. Even though they were pointless, since everyone got in the club no matter how much they sucked, he couldn't wait to see what he had to work with.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have no life outside of school. I had full intentions of pacing myself. But today I wrote. And wrote. All day. Not sure if they all will come this quickly, but I made celebratory rice crispy treats for a job well done. Notice I changed a few of their last names for story purposes, and got kind of lazy towards the end, but oh well. Reviewers get rice crispy treats!