Before I begin, I would like to thank those that have replied/left reviews. Also, during the next chapter, I will be announcing the play. I will also be randomly drawing names as to who gets what part. The extra characters will also possibly be having a part in the play. Also, sorry it took me so long to post chapter 2, my previous laptop decided to crash on me. Also, as the story goes on, a few of the "Re-occurring" characters, will be in the New Directions. Auditions/tryouts is the next chapter, so I will get more POV's in. Ok, on with the chapter. Feedback would be lovely.


Chapter 2

Aly / Rory / Ayla

[Allison Lynn]

I head towards my locker when I see Jason Tanner, the captain of the track / cross country team, and I decide to head over and say "hi" to him real quick. Ok, I admit it. I had a crush on him since last season of track, and we were one win away from taking the championships, when we lost to Mermont High School. Right when I get the chance though, I see another girl talking to him. She was just a girl, so I was I threatened against her? I could see her giggling with him, and then they walked over to the sign up sheets. I sigh heavily, and walk to my next class.

"Aly wait up!" I hear my friend Grant Lucas shout out, as I head in the direction of the library.

"So much for waiting up. I had to run to catch up with you, and I think I ran into some cheerleaders in doing so," he tells me, as though he were out of breath, but I knew he was faking.

"You did? I hope you didn't break their bone, or something," I tell him semi-sarcastically.

"You joining cross country this season?" he asks as he scans books for his "required" reading for his literature class.

"Yes, and the first practice is tonight at two forty five. Want to come and watch?" I ask wonderingly.

"No, I have other plans. The theater, and glee club has this big play-musical, that they are putting together, and I really want to try and get in, even if it's a small part," he tells me shyly.

"You want to come watch before you have to head out to your practice?" he asks me with a quick hopeful smile.

"I can manage that," I tell him, as the bell rings, announcing that we have to head for class.

"Meet me in by the auditorium at two thirty," he tells me, before he goes one way, and I go the other.


[Rory]

"You alright?" I hear someone ask, as I punch my fist into my locker. No. I wasn't alright, but I wasn't about admit this to some person I didn't know. Her Japanese symbol for Peace really seemed to match something about her. Her black hair that went down to her shoulders made me think of Mulan for some reason.

"Just peachy," I answer her, as I open my locker, and grab the books, I needed for my last class of the day. Then I saw Jessica Evans walk by talking to a new student, I hadn't seen in any of my classes, then again, I hadn't seen this girl until two seconds ago.

"Alright, if you say so, but I'm you're my locker mate, so you better get used to me prying," she tells me with a smile, and then I see a copy of Rosario+Vampire and a copy of the Lord of the Rings in her open messenger bag.

"I"m Rory, in case you were wondering," I tell her, as I push aside some of my blond hair that had been in my face.

"That was my next question. Since I now know you're name, I'm Mari," she tells me, as though she had been trying to portray Rouge from X-Men.

"Well then, Locker Mate, I say we had better get to our last class of the day," I tell her, as I take another glance at the mirror in my locker, and fix anything on my face that had needed fixing.

"That, we had better," she agrees, and then she's gone. I shut my locker, and head towards Biology where I would be no doubt partnered with art geek, Marley Rose.

"Room 304," I hear a girl announce to another boy in the hallway.

"You new here?" I ask overhearing, and meeting the boys eyes. He looked familiar. I think he hung out with Ryder Lynn at times. Maybe that was where I knew him from.

"Yeah, a freshman," she tells us. Then I saw the boy ditch to go somewhere else.

"I'm headed there for class now," I tell her. To be the honest, I wasn't sure as to why I wanted to help the freshman girl. Maybe it had something to do with me being a senior.


[Alya Kearon]

I still wondered who this boy was. I didn't trust them. Usually. This one seemed different. His Zach Efron looks. Maybe that was it. I doubted it.

"Thanks," I tel him with a quick smile.

"No problem," he tells me. I knew in his head, he was wondering what I story was, as I brush some of my hair out of my face.

"So what's your story? You wear a lot of black makeup, that usually means something," he wonders, as we step inside the classroom, where at least one student is wearing headphones listening to their iPod, and another is texting. A blond curly haired girl is complaining about something.

"You'll get used it to. It'll all calm down when Mr. Hiram walks in wearing his #TeamGaga t-shirt," he tells me, as though he were trying to make a joke, and failed badly at it.

"Nope, it's true. I'm Marley Rose, and this is Rory McCormick," the girl who I guessed was one of friends spoke up, and introduced us finally.

"I'm Alya," I introduce myself, shocked that I didn't stammer, as I had earlier, and didn't really talk much to anyone since that, except for that boy that I talked to in the hallway. For some reason, I had instantly liked Marley.

"You do know about the test tomorrow, right?" Marley asks Rory, as she opens our Biology book to page forty seven.

"But this is only the first day of school," complains Rory, "Aside that I have to work tonight, so I won't be able to study," he adds, just as the bell rings announcing that it was time for class, and as on Que, Mr. Hiram walked in wearing, just as they had told me, a #TeamGaga t-shirt. He stood about six foot even, and was rather thin. He also had a Boston Red Sox snap back on, and then quickly took it off.

"It's either Cleveland Braves, and I still prefer Boston," he tells us, and some of the students laugh. "Alrighty, now if you would open your books to page forty seven, we have our Brain Quest of the day," he announces to us.

"Mr. Hiram, would it be possible, if I scooted to the ladies room?" asks the curly blond girl who was sitting at the front of the class.

"Yes, Ms. Wilde, however, if you don't come back in four minutes and twelves seconds, I will know who you went to go see, and you won't end up cheering at the game on Friday," he announces, and then lets her go. I couldn't see it, but I was sure that she rolled her eyes.

"Kitty Wilde. One girl who gets what she wants, when she wants," Rory whispers to me.

"All of these terms are used in the classification of organisms. The order from largest grouping to smallest grouping is as follows," Mr. Hiram asks, and then points at our table. I raise my hand.

"Yes, Ayla,"

"Domain..."

"Kingdom"

"Phylum/Division (Division is used with plants.)"

"Class"

Then I got stuck for a moment, and then Rory chimed in, as though he was just guessing from memory.

"Order"

"Family"

"Genus"

"Species"

"Variety"

"That is correct, and welcome back, you made it just in time Ms. Wilde," he announced, as he wrote the answers down on the whiteboard for the class to take notes.

"How did you remember that?" asks Marley shocked that her class partner had remembered something.

"I don't know," Rory tells Marley.

Then the bell announced the end of the day, and students from all around littered the hallways. Some headed to practices, try-outs, I wasn't sure as to where I was headed.

"Why don't you guys come watch glee tryouts with me?" asks Marley happily.

"I have to work," Rory mentioned again.

"It takes a minute and a half to audition, and then you can ditch," I chimed in, helping Marley.

Then we saw someone with a Rolling Stones t-shirt walk in like there was no tomorrow. She had Superman headphones on, and seemed to be in her own little world. Then someone else with glasses similar to her walked in behind her.

"Ok, I'm in," Rory tells us, as we walk in together.