Matheus walked down the empty hall. Everyone was at lunch or outside. He didn't feel like easting, epically with the jocks on his lately. He sighed and sat down in front of his locker, by an open door.

He closed his eyes and listened to music coming from inside the room.

"I am Hannah and I will be singing Rolling in the Deep by Adele." A girl said from inside the room.

The music started playing and she started singing.

"She's not bad." Matheus muttered when she was finished.

The other people in the room clapped.

"Very good Hannah. Next we have Cameron. Brittany's little brother." The teacher said.

"Brittany, I really don't want to do this." A boy protested.

"You'll do fine." A familiar voice said. It was Brittany the girl who cleaned him up.

"Ugh…fine." The boy said. "I'm Cameron Mitchell. I'll be singing You're Song by Elton John."

"Cameron?" Matheus said. "He's in my math class."

Cameron started singing. His voice was soft but beautiful.

"Very good, Cameron. We have one more today. Ellis?" the teacher said. "The rest of you will audition after school."

"I'm Ellis Wylie and I will be singing I Want to Hold Your Hand by the Beatles." She said.

Her voice was child like but powerful.

"Very good, Ellis. The rest of you after school." the teacher said. "And rehearsals are every day after school, and free period."

The kids started filing out. Brittany tripped over Matheus and fell to the ground.

"Ouch." She said, pushing herself up.

"I'm sorry." Matheus said, butterflies taking over his stomach.

"Oh, hi Matheus." She said, sitting down next to him.

"Hi Brittany." He smiled; looking at his hands, hoping his cheeks weren't as red as they felt.

"You wanna catch some lunch?" she asked.

Matheus nodded. They stood up. Brittany put her arm around his shoulders as they walked to the lunchroom.


"Hey Miki." Ellis said, sitting down next to her best friend.

"Hey Ellie." McKynleigh replied, not looking up from the papers she was reading. "Where have you been?"

"Auditioning for the glee club." Ellis smiled.

"That's social suicide." McKynleigh said, finally looking up from her notebook. "I've seen what everyone does to the glee club."

"Miki…I am fifteen and I look like a nine year old. I am walking social suicide." Ellis said bluntly. "I got a slushie dumped my head yesterday by a cheerleader. I've heard about the glee club's bad reputation. I figured I might as well be doing something I like and get slushied for it, instead of just getting slushied for being me."

McKynleigh nodded, and held her papers down as a cold wind blew. She wished she had a hoodie to put on it was so cold. She wished she had Damian's hoodie.

"You should audition. It'll be fun. Come on. You're already a social outcast because you're the principal's daughter. Why not join glee club?" Ellis talked like she just came up with the best idea ever. "They don't care if you're tall, short, fat, skinny, can't dance, crippled, nerdy, popular. Miki, it's the perfect place for you. And you have an amazing singing voice. Not to mention you write your own songs."

Ellis snatched up McKynleigh's notebook and started rifling through the pages. "Mind's Eye. More then a Girl. Light in the Dark. Can't Cover it Up. Invisible." She listed off names as she passed them. "My World. We Are Broken. Miki, these are awesome. You are perfect for glee club. You sing, you dance, you write."

"I'm the principal's daughter." She said, taking a bite of her apple.

Ellis rolled her eyes and tossed the notebook at her friend. "Don't say no. Just come audition after school. You don't have to join. Just check it out."

McKynleigh stared at Ellis. "Ugh. Fine! I'll do it."

"Yay!" Ellis squealed hugging her best friend tightly. "This will be so awesome."

"Whatever get off me freak."

Ellis sat down on the stone bench and dug into her stack lunch of left over pizza and candy.

McKynleigh looked around the quad, surveying the different tables. It was true. Everything was separated. All the jocks sat together, with the cheerleaders with in their laps on at the table next to them. The band geeks were over by the garbage cans. Preps sat on the top of the steps. The burnouts sat in the corner smoking. The student government sat at a table along the wall talking about the school.

McKynleigh recognized a freshman sitting with the burnouts. She wasn't surprised. His name was Samuel and he always had the faintest smell of weed on him that he tried to cover up with a little too much Ax.

She looked up at the top of the steps, to see if she recognized any preps. She didn't see any, but she recognized Damian walking down the steps with a Latina girl with huge boobs.

Damian laughed and walked away from here.

"Damian, over here!" she heard herself calling.

Damian dropped his lunch tray on the stone table and sat down across from them. "I don't think I should be sitting with freshman. It might ruin my rep."

"What rep?" McKynleigh joked. "Of you aren't a varsity jock or a Cheerio, people don't care about you. Damian, this is Ellis. Ellis, Damian."

Damian nodded at her and poked at his lunch. A pile of brown mush, limp green beans and carrots, and a hard roll.

"Is that edible?" Ellis asked, staring at it.

"Look like haggis." Damian said.

"What's haggis?" McKynleigh asked.

"Illegal in the US."

"That's frightening…is it food?"

"Yeah. It's a sheep's pluck—er the heart, liver and lungs, mixed with some spices and cooked in it's belly…it's a Scots food…me da took me Scotland, had me try the shit…took ill for two days. Not a very pleasant memory." Damian said. "Anybody want to give this a try? See if they live?"

Ellis crinkled her nose and McKynleigh shook her head.

"Remind me to bring my lunch tomorrow." Damian said, pushing the tray away.

"Hey Damian." Ellis said.

Damian looked at her. She was holding out a slice of cold cheese pizza and a pack of Reese's peanut butter cups to him.

"Thank you, Ellis." Damian smiled.


"Brittany, please? Can I just go over to my friends?" Cameron begged as his older sister dragged him over to the Cheerios table.

"No, they love you." Brittany argued.

"Brittany. Please?" Cameron asked.

Brittany stopped pulling on his arm and looked at him. He was pouting slightly.

"I don't like seeing you sad. Smile." She said, tickling his stomach.

Cameron pushed her hands away, trying not to smile.

"Go eat with your friends."

Cameron smiled and walked over to the stone table where Ellis and McKynleigh sat with a tall boy Cameron didn't recognize.

"Hey." He said, sitting down. "What the hell is that?"

He was staring at the food on the boy's tray.

"We're not sure." The boy said. "I'm Damian."

"Cameron." He smiled at him.

Cameron dumped her lunch bag out on the table; a thermos of mac'n'cheese, three pouches of juice, a sleeve of crackers, a can of cheese, a box of animal crackers and an apple.

"What do Americans have against bringing a sandwich for lunch?" Damian laughed.

"I have four siblings, my mom cooks a lot and needs a way to get rid of the leftovers. So she packs them as lunches, cause she knows we wont eat them out of our own free will." Cameron smirked stealing the fork off Damian's tray.

"I like pizza." Ellis smiled.

"I have a sandwich. Standard turkey and cheese sandwich, bag of chips, can of pop, pear." McKynleigh said with a grimace.

"Don't act like you don't bring weird things to lunch." Ellis joked.

"You want me to bring Irish food tomorrow?" Damian asked.

"Yes." Cameron said before anyone else.

"Then I will." Damian said, finally starting in on the piece of pizza that sat on his notebook.

"That was a great audition for glee club, by the way Cameron." Ellis said.

"You joined too?" McKynleigh howled.

"Brittany made me. I couldn't say no. She would have cried. I don't like when she cries…it's not right. It's like kicking a puppy." Cameron said, hitting his head against the table.

"You don't need a concussion." Damian said, grabbing Cameron's head before he did it again. "What's up with this glee club anyway? A kid name Finn came up to me in the showers last night. Told me to join."

"You should!" Ellis yelled.

"Don't. It's not good for your rep. It's worse then student council or something. They are the laughing stock of the school." McKynleigh said. "Kids get slushied, it's not pretty."

"He has immunity though. He can't be slushied for three months. It's the only rule of slushing. You can't slushie foreign student for like three months." Cameron spoke up. "Brittany told me. You should join."

Damian bit his lip, obviously thinking. "When is it?"

"Yay!" Ellis screamed, clapping her hands. "After school."

"Can't. Soccer practice at Dalton in Westerville. That's over an hour away. I have to leave right after school." Damian said.

"Audition tomorrow during lunch then." Cameron begged.

"I don't know. I'll think about it." Damian stood up and walked away.

"Cam, what was that about?" Ellis asked. "You were all over him. Defending glee club, telling him that he won't get slushied. Practically begging him to join."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Ellie." Cameron said, drinking his juice.

"I highly doubt that." Ellis said, nudging his leg under the table.


Author's note. I have more ideas for this story. But I was wondering if you would mind if they weren't always at school. Would it be okay if they were like at houses, and outside of school, like jobs, ect.? Thanks for the feed back.

-Shelby