Author's Note: Hey, hey, hey! I came back in about a good amount of time, and I am here to present another chapter of Many Colors to you all. A lot has been going on lately. I have been struggling a bit with school work, and I had been attached to the recently-debuted mix tape, 3 Blind Costumes, by Samuel Larsen (aka stems), which kicks ass, BTW. So many wonderful songs, and I wasn't expecting some of the lyrics from some of them. They're really amazing, and I recommend them to anyone who hasn't heard them.

Anyways, without further ado, let me present to you chapter 10 of Many Colors. Happy reading, all!

Featured Pairings: Jam (Joe/Sam), implied!Tartie (Tina/Artie), Ecohart (Tina/Sam/Joe), unrequited!Tinathan (Tina/Jonathan)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Glee. All of the rights to the show go to Ryan Murphy and Co., and Twentieth Century Fox.

Many Colors
Chapter Ten

Sam and Joe had been in the library for about a few minutes, searching up some possible songs on Sam's laptop that the group could perform in their new glee club with Tina and whoever else was going to be admitted into the group. They hung up all of the posters they had, and then moved on to the music. They haven't found anyone yet that would want to join, but they insisted on preparing their set lists, group assignments, and other stuff before that time had came.

Joe had an ear bud in his right ear, looking onto Sam's laptop screen, and Sam had an ear bud in his left ear. Both boys had looked up a couple of selections on YouTube for the past few minutes already. They randomly found the Black Eyed Peas music video for the song Boom Boom Pow, and decided to watch it. In his head somewhere, Sam was dancing his ass off to the beat, while Joe nodded his head skeptically but was also confused at the same time.

"You know, this can't be much of a competition song, probably," Sam spoke up quietly so other people in the library won't hear him, "but what if we just randomly busted out into song with this?" He paused, sensing the awkwardness between him and Joe, and then shrugged. "I don't know, that's just what I thought."

Joe nodded awkwardly, and turned slowly back to the laptop screen, his eyes focusing on the "suggestions" section on the side of the page. "Sam…what is a hollaback girl?" the dreadlocked teen questioned, confused.

The Titans football player looked on with Joe, and found the famous Gwen Stefani music video, the third one below some advertisement for some Nike shoes. He kept on questioning to himself if he and Joe should watch. When that song came out, he honestly didn't get the point of it, except it had a bunch of cheerleaders from different teams on it, along with a random marching band and some random grocery store shots. "I think no male ever should know what that even means," he told Joe in response.

Truthfully, Sam thought it was the truth. Truthfully.

Just when the video was coming to an end, Tina had just walked over to the boys' table and sat in an empty seat beside Sam. "Guys, we have some good news," Tina announced, placing her stuff on the ground by her chair. "I got us a new member for our glee club."

"Seriously?" Sam asked, surprised. "Who did you get?"

"Artie."

At that, both boys had their eyes literally bugged out of their heads. "Artie?" they asked in unison, which had the librarian alertly wandering her eyes around to find the boys at their table.

"Tina, he's in New Directions, remember?" Sam asked, literally panicking on the inside. "He's not supposed to know."

"I told him everything, Sam. There's no going back. Besides, he promised that he wouldn't tell anyone from New Directions that we were doing this in the first place. He's my best friend, just like you guys are. I know he would keep a secret. Trust me."

"Keep what a secret?" Tina almost screamed when she heard that familiar voice from behind her. All three former glee club members turned to face the Motta's piano heiress walking towards them and leaning against Tina and Sam's chairs.

Joe felt like he was trapped the moment he saw her, just as Tina and Sam did. "Holy –"

"Shit." Sam gritted his teeth together.

"Hey there, all," Sugar greeted, fraudulently cheerful. "Steve, Jake, Gina –"

"It's Sam," Sam corrected.

"It's Joe," Joe replied, slumping his shoulders a bit.

"It's Tina," Tina muttered, a bit annoyed.

"Whatevs; it's the same thing," Sugar dismissed, walking around the table slowly until she placed her backpack and purse in the chair beside Joe's. Teen Jesus gave the spoiled brat a bewildered facial expression, Sam pressed his lips together awkwardly, and Tina just rolled her eyes. "You know, I didn't think you three would be in here at lunch time –"

"Get to the point, Sugar," Tina interrupted, folded her arms on the table. Sam placed a gentle hand on Tina's left arm, and turned back to the arrogant sophomore girl.

"Well, let me just say that ever since you, Tina, and your other two Musketeers have left the glee club, you've been awful busy while you were away, haven't you?" Sugar asked, scratching the bottom of her chin. Sam and Joe just looked at each other, and then back to Sugar, judging her extra hard in their minds. "In fact, no one from the New Directions has even spoken to you, and you haven't spoken back, ever since that quite eventful Wednesday afternoon. No one, except for Artie, that is."

Tina suddenly gazed at Sugar, stunned. What the fuck? Did she – I never knew that – Sugar? "Had you been spying on me or something?" Tina asked, almost furious.

"It's not like it was on purpose or anything," Sugar shrugged. "Besides, you pretty much made a fool out of yourself in the hallway. Had I had my phone out, and Instagram would've gotten itself a new weekly hit."

Tina literally gaped at Sugar's response. Joe and Sam felt the need to step out of this conversation. "That sounds kinda mean," Joe admitted, worried and looking from Sugar to Tina and back.

"Do you even know what Instagram is?" Sugar asked coldly, which left Joe in another awkward pause. "Your parents need to consider buying a laptop or a cell phone for you. It would be totes helpful, and you won't have to sit in your room with nothing but a religious, one-million-page, hard-cover story book to keep you entertained."

"It's a Bible…" Joe responded, a bit down all of a sudden.

"Sorry. Aspergers."

Whenever Sugar made that as an excuse almost every time for her horrible slams at people, it was almost unbelievable to the Asian junior girl. Tina was almost losing her patience. Thank God Sam was there to calm her down just a tad, though it didn't help much.

"Anyways, when I was in the hallway trying to comb my hair and text someone about the latest episode of Teen Wolf, and I came across Tina and Artie having a conversation about a new glee club…"

Tina, Sam, and Joe became more speechless as Sugar continued. When it came to Sugar, they knew that they were going to be busted for sure. "And when I heard about that, it had me wondering," Sugar went on, "didn't Tina just leave one glee club already?" The spoiled sophomore shrugged. "Of course, you guys couldn't possibly be joining the Troubletones since we've been disbanded, and Sam and Joe couldn't possibly be a part of an all-female group. So there had to be one other option." Sugar paused, and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Anything to confess?"

Tina looked awkwardly to her left at the sight of Sam and Joe's stunned facial expressions. All three of them were stuck. There was no way to get out of this predicament, and Sugar was impatiently waiting for an answer. Not even the best yet dumbest excuse could get them out of this.

The strawberry blonde girl turned her head towards the dreadlocked teen beside her, sporting an ironically-sweet smile on her face. "Joseph," she spoke up, having Joe a bit terrified out of his skin, "I know you can't lie to me, now can you? Little Joe doesn't like to lie, does he?"

Joe sat there, frozen and confused on what to do. He kept stuttering with every word he tried to get out of his mouth. Sugar just placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Tongue tied, much?" she asked with a sweet yet bitchy tone, and Joe didn't say much more. The self-diagnosed Aspergers poster child turned her head to Sam and Tina, giving them both stern looks.

Someone had to say something. There was no going back.

"Sugar," Tina sighed, getting ready to face pretty much anything, "we actually do have something to say –"

"We're creating a new glee club for neglected people," Sam suddenly announced without even taking a breath.

"Sam!" the Asian girl exclaimed, gritting her teeth and earning a shush from the librarian, who was probably about thirty steps away.

"What? She's terrifying." The junior blonde whispered in Tina's direction.

"I can hear, you know," Sugar responded coldly. "This isn't the mob."

Tina rubbed her forehead for just a minute before she could fully explain what was going on to Sugar. "Sugar, we basically created this new glee club in order to grab the attention of the people who feel are being sidelined in whatever they do. Other people have voices that we're sure want to be presented to other people, and –"

"Oh, so this is revenge at New Directions, basically?" the spoiled girl asked the three.

"Not necessarily," Tina clarified, "mainly revenge at Rachel Berry and Mr. Schuester for all the trouble that's been caused this past week."

"Where do I sign?" Sugar immediately spoke up, which had Tina, Joe, and Sam all surprised.

"Wait, you actually want to join?" Sam asked, perplexed.

"Well, duh," Sugar answered, now excited. "If it's one thing I like, it's witnessing payback; and you, Tina, are totes getting it. Besides, I'd rather be in a cold basement than to hear Rachel say mean stuff about me and slob all over her Brad Pitt. Sorry. Aspergers."

Still not believing what they just heard, Tina and the boys glanced at each other with impressed looks on their faces. "Alrighty then," Tina announced, "we only need seven more people to join our glee club, and we'll be in business."

"Does your glee club have a director or something?" Sugar asked at random before taking a pause and thinking about the answer. "Unless it's supposed to be one of you or something."

"What makes you think it's one of us?" Sam asked, confused.

"Who said I think it should?" the spoiled brat retorted. There was once again another awkward pause before Sugar spoke up again. "You guys could make me direct!" she cheerfully replied, and Tina and Sam started sporting some bewildered, disgusted facial expressions. "And I already know the perfect name for the group: Sugar and the Spices!"

"Sugar and the Spices?" Joe questioned, trying to figure out how that name would even tie with the purpose of the new glee club.

"I wouldn't recommend it," Sam told Joe with a shrug.

"We're still trying to figure out names at the moment," Tina announced, "so things won't be set in stone with that just yet." Sam, Joe, and even Sugar nodded in response. "However, we do have our new glee club director in mind."

Both Sam and Tina had experience with having Holly Holliday as a glee club director – well, at least a substitute of a glee club director. Nonetheless, she was amazing when Sam and Tina saw her last, maybe even better than Mr. Schue. Hell, she allowed New Directions to perform freakin' Cee Lo Green, unlike the vested brunette male who had a prominent interest in Journey. If anything, the new glee club needed some kick-ass songs that'll be great attention grabbers, and will better the chances at winning.

Tina was confident that Holly could be a candidate to help them make it there. After all, she was a very encouraging woman.

"Hola, clase!" A pretty, blonde, young lady with a loud, sing-songy, and cheerful tone in her voice addressed the Spanish class that she was lecturing. Normally in a Spanish classroom – well, from what Tina had seen, at least – the other students would be unengaged with the whole foreign-language lessons a teacher would be educating them on (truth be told, some of them still did it now).

"Buenos dias, students. We're gonna get our little Espanol on today, and kick it off with…" Holly grabbed a briefcase that had been standing up on the floor by her feet, and pulled out a huge, plastic card with a black letter A printed on it. "The personal A," she introduced the lesson, encouraging. "For this lesson, we're going to have a little heart-to-heart with the first letter of the alphabet! The other vowels alphabet made this attempt to get in touch with our favorite letter, but the letter A declined the intervention. Wanna know why? Well…A said that it was personal!"

Well, at least she attempted to keep the students entertained.

As the blonde lady tended with the bunch of bored and impatient teenagers, she heard a knock at the front door, and found Sam waiting there patiently and wandering his eyes a bit. "Miss Holiday, can I have a word with you out here?" he asked politely, earning a simple nod from the substitute.

She turned back to her class and addressed all of the students. "Okay, clase. Mira a traves de las paginas cincuenta y nueve a sesenta y dos de sus libros en espanol, y responder a las preguntas mientras salgo por un minuto." Of course, no one understood what she meant, so she just directed everyone's attention towards the white board with the instructions written in English. Once everyone got a clear idea on what they're supposed to do, they all started working and Holly walked on out the door with Sam to find Tina, Joe, and Sugar waiting in the hall. "En que puedo ayudarle?"

Joe was the only one standing there, furrowing his eyebrows at Holly's almost-to-fully fluent Spanish words. "Excuse me…?"

"How may I help you guys?" Holly clarified with a smirk, and Joe nodded with certainty.

"Miss Holiday," Tina started, stepping up from between Joe and Sugar, "we were wondering if you could help us out with something."

The blonde Spanish substitute started to show a bit of concern in her facial expressions. "Anything you need, doll."

"Well, it's kind of a long story, if you don't mind me explaining," Tina began. "See, a lot of people in New Directions are getting sidelined and not getting enough solos in the glee club. I was even concerned about the fact that I might not get to sing at Regionals…ever again." Holly nodded with every word coming out of Tina's mouth. "So I quit the glee club because they weren't treating me fair back there." Tina took a pause to breathe. "But then, Joe and I came up with this idea to start a new club –"

Holly folded her arms and skeptically gazed at the four former New Directions members (well, Sugar was technically still in New Directions for the time being). "So you're basically saying that you want to stay in the glee club, singing along with the people you love and are comfortable with; but you want revenge at the same time?"

The four students were stunned. Man, Holly figured that out fast, Tina thought in the back of her mind. "Exactly, yes."

"And why have you come to me about this instead of Will?" Holly interrogated. "How is the butt-chinned papa bear anyway? Does he still jam to 70s music?"

Tina shrugged with a smirk. "Same old, same old. Kinda different, in a way, but…"

Confused for the umpteenth time today, Teen Jesus leaned towards Sam and asked, "They call him butt chin?"

"It ain't as bad as Count Boozy Von Drunk-a-Ton," Sam responded with a shrug, having Joe deep in thought and about twenty percent more confused than before. "Don't ask."

"Well, Miss Holiday," Tina spoke up again, addressing the blonde lady before her, "no one from New Directions should really…know about this. It's a secret from Mr. Schue and everyone else. I wanted to gather up my own members and form a group with new voices. So far, it's just me, Sam, Joe, Sugar, and Artie; but we need seven more people." The Asian beauty paused. "And we need an adult sponsor as well," she added.

Holly cocked an eyebrow on her forehead. "I take this as an invitation for me to assist with you guys in your new glee club?"

"It would mean the world to us," Tina replied, with a breathless smile.

With that, Holly looked at all of the students before her and grinned from ear to ear, putting her hands on her hips. "I thought you'd never ask."

Now Tina felt more over the moon than before. The gang was getting closer than she would've thought before.

Later that day, Holly had scheduled to meet with Tina, Joe, Sam, and Sugar in the Spanish classroom to talk about glee club auditions and gathering new members. Now that Principal Figgins had approved of the new glee club, they could get started on other preparations. Tina and Sugar even got Artie to come join since he was now in their new glee club as well.

"I may not have been a glee club director at any point in my life," Holly explained, "but I do know a thing or two from mentoring with you guys last year. Just tell me what you gotta do, and I'll try my best to contribute and make it happen." She took a seat at a desk sitting near the front of the room, and Tina and Sam sat on either side of her. Joe and Artie found a seat beside Tina, and Sugar made her way towards an empty seat beside Sam.

"Trust me, Miss H. We've got it covered," Tina assured the older woman. "Right now, we can just audition about fifteen students, and see if we can find seven talented people with perfect voices and neglected souls to help us move on to competition."

Artie just sat there with his index finger scratching his chin. "I don't know if this is going to work," he thought aloud. "What if we can't find the seven we need in time?"

"We'll have more time, Artie," Tina responded. "Trust me; what could go wrong?"

Artie pressed his lips together, still unsure. Whenever people say that, something coincidentally and ironically goes wrong, he thought in the back of his head.

About three minutes later, a teenage girl – perhaps she's a freshman or something – entered the room quietly and trying to calm herself down a bit with a few deep breaths. She had a red polo shirt on with some white capris and a gray sweater tied around her waist. She had really light brunette hair with some yellow, green, and purple butterfly pins in it.

"Hello, can we have your name, please?" Sam asked, looking through a clipboard that had been sitting on his desk.

The brunette girl sighed loudly and with confidence. "Hi, my name is Dana Carson," Dana spoke up towards Holly and the former New Directions members, "and I will be performing Popular from the musical, Wicked." Everyone else in the room nodded with interest in the young teenager, but then had their eyes literally bugging out of their heads once they first heard her sing.

Dana
Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I
My tender heart tends to start to bleed
And when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to take over
I know, I know exactly what they need

Artie had this look on his face that was literally screaming, "I wish I powered up my IPhone before I left the house today." Sam and Joe both had speechless facial expressions, but not in a good way. Holly literally had to blink multiple times to check and see if this was her reality. Sugar made a disgusted look on her face (though she could be just as worst as Dana, ironically). Tina felt like she didn't even want to hear anymore. She was starting to have a literal migraine.

"Um…Dana?" Tina spoke up, and the young teenage girl stop singing immediately, folding her hands together anxiously. She looked so nervous about what Tina was going to say about her. Now Tina knew what Mr. Schue was feeling when Sugar auditioned. "We'll keep in touch, 'kay?" the Asian junior spoke after seconds of silence, and Dana sadly walked out of the room with her head sunk to the ground. Poor girl.

A caramel-skinned boy had walked in the room once Dana left. He had so much hair on his head. It looked to be a very loose and curly afro. It's like a cuddly poodle made his head its bed for the rest of its life. "What's up? I'm Jonathan Sanders, and I'm gonna be crankin' a bit of Ginuwine in this piece."

Joe's eyebrow inched up on his forehead. "Crankin'?" he repeated what Jonathan said.

"Ginuwine?" Sugar repeated with a smile on her face and almost jumpy at the thought of the recognizable song artist.

Jonathan
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it

Everyone's eyes were bugged out of their heads, especially when Jonathan had been busting out some provocative dance moves in place. The more he continued to grind, the more awkward Sam and Artie started to feel. Tina even had to cover Joe's ears as he continued, being that Joe was too innocent to understand what type of pony Jonathan was referring to.

As the curly-haired teen kept singing, he gave Tina some appreciative glances in her direction, winking every once in a while and licking his lips a bit. Tina could feel her face heating up at the moment. I mean, the song was pretty sexy, and Jonathan was a pretty good –

Act professional for your teammates, Tina. Act professional!

"Tina…Tina?!" Artie called, trying to get the junior girl's attention. God, I hope we didn't lose her!

"Um, Jonathan," Holly spoke up, understand how uncomfortable the others were feeling, "maybe next time, we can find you a more appropriate song. Until then, thanks for auditioning." Jonathan just shrugged sheepishly, and started walking out of the door.

"And…what was wrong with that song again?" Joe asked, looking from his left to his right. Tina giggled a bit on the inside at Joe's curiosity, while Artie palmed his face.

A few more students entered the room to audition their pieces before Holly and the other students. One of them was a light-skinned, 170-pound, blonde junior girl named Maxine Wells who performed Adele's Someone Like You. Tina could easily remember when she heard Santana and Mercedes perform that song as a mash-up with Adele's other hit, Rumor Has It.

It sure did sound better than Maxine's version of the song.

Maxine
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said
"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead"

The blonde junior was literally screaming, not singing. As much as Tina understood her attempts at sounding powerful like Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones, it didn't seem to work here. "Okay, Maxine?"

Maxine
Never mind, baby, I'll find someone like you
Baby, I want nothing more than the best for you

Sam and Artie craned their heads at Maxine's changing the lyrics to the song. Tina started to get annoyed when she tried to grab her attention but she didn't reply. "Maxine!" The blonde girl, startled, immediately stopped and dropped her jaw at Tina's so-called rudeness. "Thank you very much," Tina told the large girl before her, who just huffed and stormed out of the room.

Another boy named Rodney Harriman had entered the room. He was quite a shy and silent sophomore student. It reminded Artie of a male version of Tina (all he needed was the Goth look and a couple of colorful streaks in his hair). He told everyone that he was going to perform B.O.B's Nothing On You. He originally had someone coming with him to do the rapping parts, but they left him in the dust, unfortunately.

Rodney
Beautiful girls all over the world
I could be chasin', but my time would be wasted
They got nothing on you, baby
Nothing on you, baby

Unfortunately, neither Holly nor the former New Directions members could hear a thing he was singing. "Honey, could you sing a bit louder?" Holly directed to the shy sophomore. However, Rodney sung at the same pitch he sung previously, grabbing onto his dress-shirt sleeve and looking down at the ground.

Tina had to close her eyes and pinch her temple so she could calm herself down. Joe and Artie tried catching her attention to see if she was okay. It wasn't until she quickly lifted her head and called to Rodney that the two almost jumped out of their skin. "Okay, Rod. Thanks a lot. Next!" With that, Rodney nearly ran out of the room, biting down on his lip and on the verge of breaking down.

There was this one red-headed boy that entered the room, and he had braces on his teeth and a lot of bling necklaces on his neck. It looked as if he was about to sing some horrible white-guy rap, according to Artie. Tina definitely didn't want to hear it.

"Ey yo, homies!" the boy spoke in his best rapper voice.

Unfortunately, Tina declined him immediately. "No." The redhead just shrugged and lazily walked out of the classroom, leaving the space to be empty. No one entered the room after that, and Tina's head fell onto the desk, the poor girl feeling tired as ever.

"We should've kept Jonathan," Sugar admitted, disappointed.

"We shouldn't even mention him again," Artie replied, rolling his eyes.

"I didn't think this would be so difficult," Joe spoke, looking down and slumping a bit in his chair.

"Tina," Holly spoke up to the girl beside her, rubbing her back softly. "Like you said, we can keep trying. We'll have twelve members in time. You have us to help you, remember that." Joe, Artie, Sam, and Sugar nodded in agreement, with Joe rubbing Tina's arm gently.

"I seriously hope so," Tina finally spoke up.

Author's Note: Well, that's chapter ten! What did you guys think? What were your reactions to the auditions I included here? What about Sugar in this chapter? Or Joe, or perhaps Holly? I thought this was one of my most comedic chapters, because it was really funny when I was typing it. I just wanted to know what you all thought of it. Anyways, thank you guys, and I hope you'll stay tuned for the next installment. Happy reading!

Featured Songs:
"Popular" from Wicked. Sung by Dana Carson
"Pony" by Ginuwine. Sung by Jonathan Sanders
"Someone Like You" by Adele. Sung by Maxine Wells
"Nothing On You" by B.O.B feat. Bruno Mars. Sung by Rodney Harriman