"Can anyone tell me the preterite version of the verb estar?" Tamara's Spanish said.

Tamara struggled to focus; her teacher's voice sounded like a bee buzzing around the room.

"God she is so annoying." Tamara's best friend, Harper complained.

Like Tamara she was wearing the signature silver and blue cheerleading uniform. Her long curly blond hair was currently in a neat ponytail that showed off her heart shaped face. Harper turned to face Tamara and frowned.

"Do you think Dante is sleeping with someone else?" She asked.

Tamara smirked. "I don't know, you said you two aren't dating."

"Of course, we aren't dating, he's just another boy I'm hooking up with, but I still like to keep tabs on my cattle you know what I mean?" She asked.

"No, I have absolutely no clue." Tamara said.

"Besides, Dante could never be in a relationship he fucks whatever moves." She pouted.

"Remind you of someone?" Tamara chuckled.

Harper mocked an expression of hurt and placed her hand to her chest. "Why, I am offended you would insinuate that."

"Speaking of sex, have you and Captain McDreamy done it yet?" Harper asked.

Tamara blushed. Harper was always asking Tamara when she would lose her virginity to Dylan. The girl was more excited about the idea than Tamara herself.

"No not yet, believe me he's tried, but I'm not ready yet," Tamara said.

"Not ready yet or not ready to do it with him?" Harper asked.

Tamara frowned. "What does that mean?"

Before Harper could answer, Tamara's phone buzzed causing the girl to frown. She discreetly pulled it from her backpack and pulled out her phone. She smiled when it was a text from Dylan.

DYLAN: Meet me after second

TAMARA: Why?

DYLAN: I miss you and I'm bored, let's skip.

TAMARA: What if we get caught? My mom would kill me.

DYLAN: Come on. Please? For me.

Tamara stopped. She didn't want to skip. Sure, the idea sounded fun, but her mother's reaction would not be something she would want to see. Just do it for Dylan, a voice in the back of her head said. A voice she had been listening to a lot lately.

TAMARA: Yeah, see you after second

Tamara frowned as she put her phone down. She just had to do this one thing for Dylan. He had made her popular after all, the least she could do it skip class with him.


"Okay Gordy, you need to be on your best," Sam said.

Gordy frowned. "Am I normally not?"

"I mean put your people skills to good use, and get more members." Sam smiled.

Gordy gulped. "I don't know if you want me to do it Mr. Evans, I have the confidence of a baby penguin."

"Well everyone loves penguins so I'm sure they'll love you." Sam smiled.

"Sir I don't think it works like that." Gordy sighed.

Sam forced a smile. Gordy was shy, there was nothing wrong with that of course. But since he was currently the only member, he needed the boy to have more of a little bit more faith in himself.

"I believe in you Gordy, just hang these flyers up, and I promise you'll be set." Sam smiled. "This choir room will be filled in no time." Sam smiled.

Gordy nodded. "If you say so."


As soon as the bell rang, Tamara briskly walked out of the door. She had goal, make it to the back of the building while the hall was crowded and there were too many bodies for her to be noticed. She already told Harper she was leaving, to which the girl had plenty of crude jokes.

Tamara stopped when she reached the end of the hallway. She was now facing the back doors. Dylan was already outside by his car, she just needed to go out and meet him. She frowned. This felt wrong. Maybe she just needed to live a little, she told herself. However, she was conflicted, was she doing this because she wanted to have fun or because Dylan told her to?

"Miss Watkins where is your hall pass?" A voice asked.

Tamara spun around to see Ms. Hollis, the technology teacher, staring at her. Her arms were crossed, looking at Tamara with disdain.

"I..uh..I don't-"

"Were you trying to skip Tamara?" She asked.

Tamara gulped. "Ma'am this is all just a big misunderstanding."

"So, you were trying to skip?" She asked.

Tamara paused. She could be honest and solve all of this. She took a deep breath and sighed.

"Yes, Ms. Hollis I was trying to skip. But I'm really sorry and-"

The teacher caught her off. "I don't want to hear the excuses Miss Watkins."

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small book filled with pink slips. Tamara's heart dropped. Detention slips.

"Oh my god." She gulped.

Her mother was going to kill her. Ms. Hollis pulled out a pen and began to sign it. She handed the slip to Tamara with a devilish smile on her face.

"Don't be late, Miss Watkins." She said.

Tamara nodded. "Yes ma'am."


Detention was held in the library, after school everyone cleared out. Even the librarian left after the final bell. Tamara and Gordy, however, were still in school. Gordy and Tamara sat on different sides on the room, Tamara seemed focused on doodling on the desk, while Gordy was focused on not being caught looking at her.

"Is Gordon Mitchell here?" Mr. Yannis asked.

Gordy sighed and raised his hand. "I'm here."

The monotone teacher went back to his clipboard. "Is Tamara Watkins here?"

Tamara looked up from her sketch to look at Gordy. The boy seemed familiar; she was sure they had a couple classes over the year. He was cut for the most part. He had raven colored hair and pale skin, plus his neck was unproportionally long. But besides that, he was pretty cute.

Tamara mentally shunned herself for thinking another boy was cute.

"Well I have to go grade so papers, so you two be good in here. No talking, no eating, no sleeping, no smiling, no reading, no laughing, no sneezing, no breathing to loudly, no coughing, no drinking, no bathroom breaks…am I forgetting something?" Mr. Yannis asked.

"No, I think you got it all." Gordy sighed.

He sighed. "No disturbances you two." He said.

Mr. Yannis walked out of the library leaving the duo alone. Gordy turned to look at Tamara, she looked pretty with her blue cheerleading uniform.

"You did good at the pep rally." He muttered.

She looked up form her paper. "What was that?"

"You..um, I was saying you looked good at the pep rally this year." He said.

Tamara blushed. "Thanks I guess, it's nothing to fancy."

"Are you kidding me, you did like five flips in the air!" Gordy laughed.

"Well it was actually seven but who's counting." She chuckled.

A part of Tamara wanted to tell the boy to be quiet, but he seemed nice, and she didn't have it in her to be rude to a perfectly nice boy.

"So, what are you in for?" She asked.

Gordy sighed. "I was late to first period; I was little distracted hanging up poseters."

Tamara raised an eyebrow. "Posters for what?"

The boy seemed like he hung out with the nerdy crowd. Maybe he was trying to get people to join robotics or something.

"Glee club." Gordy smiled.

Tamara coughed. Suddenly the boy seemed slightly less cute. Glee club? That club was for outcasts.

"Wasn't the old president fired for doing meth at school?" Tamara asked.

"It was cocaine actually." Gordy blushed.

Tamara rolled her eyes. "Because that's so much better."

Gordy stood up, before he could even process what he was doing he was making his way towards Tamara's table, he pulled out the chair next to her and sat down. Suddenly Sam's advice on confidence rung in his ears. Tamara seemed to be nervous by how close the boy was to her.

"You should join." He smiled.

Tamara scoffed. "I can't even sing."

"Please." He smirked.

"It's true," Tamara said.

"I remember you from the eighth grade talent show, you were killing it." Gordy said.

Tamara had a flashback to when she had unmanageable hair, bad acne, and braces. She blushed.

"God you remember that?" She asked.

"It was one of the best performances I've ever seen." Gordy smiled.

As soon as the words left his mouth both teens looked away to avoid the other seeming them smile brightly.

"I can't sing." Tamara repeated.

Gordy stood up and smiled.

GORDY: We go together

Better than birds of a feather, you and me

We change the weather, yeah

I'm feeling heat in December when you're 'round me

Tamara raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you doing?"

Gordy stood up on the desk and continued singing.

GORDY: I've been dancing on top of cars and stumbling out of bars

I follow you through the dark, can't get enough

You're the medicine and the pain, the tattoo inside my brain

And, baby, you know it's obvious

Gordy did a twirl on the table making Tamara laugh. He reached down and pointed his hand down to her. Smiling she took it and climbed up to stand next to him.

GORDY AND TAMARA: I'm a sucker for you

You say the word and I'll go anywhere blindly

I'm a sucker for you, yeah

Any road you take, you know that you'll find me

I'm a sucker for all the subliminal things

No one knows about you (about you) about you (about you)

And you're making the typical me break my typical rules

It's true, I'm a sucker for you, yeah

Gordy spun Tamara around and pulled her close to him, a warm smile on his face. Where did this newfound confidence come from? One thing was for sure, he was determined to keep this up.

TAMARA:

Don't complicate it (yeah)

'Cause I know you and you know everything about me

I can't remember (yeah)

All of the nights I don't remember

When you're 'round me

GORDY:

Oh, yeah, oh

TAMARA:

I've been dancing on top of cars and stumbling out of bars
I follow you through the dark, can't get enough
You're the medicine and the pain, the tattoo inside my brain
And, baby, you know it's obvious

GORDY AND TAMARA:

I'm a sucker for you
You say the word and I'll go anywhere blindly
I'm a sucker for you, yeah
Any road you take, you know that you'll find me
I'm a sucker for all the subliminal things
No one knows about you (about you) about you (about you)
And you're making the typical me break my typical rules
It's true, I'm a sucker for you, yeah

I've been dancing on top of cars and stumbling out of bars
I follow you through the dark, can't get enough
You're the medicine and the pain, the tattoo inside my brain
And, baby, you know it's obvious

I'm a sucker for you
You say the word and I'll go anywhere blindly
I'm a sucker for you, yeah
Any road you take, you know that you'll find me
I'm a sucker for all the subliminal things
No one knows about you (about you) about you (about you)
And you're making the typical me break my typical rules
It's true, I'm a sucker for you
I'm a sucker for you

Once Gordy and Tamara finished the chorus, Gordy used his dominant hand to press Tamara against him. Their lips were inches apart, their noses practically touching. Tamara looked up into his blue eyes and smiled, she felt like she was melting. Suddenly she remembered she had a boyfriend, she pulled away quickly just as the two heard a door open.

"Mr. Yannis is coming, quick get back to your seat." She hissed.

Following instructions Gordy jumped down from the table and ran to his previous spot.

"Congratulations, you two made it through detention." He said in a monotone voice. "You are dismissed."

As soon as he said they were dismissed, Tamara grabbed her bag and ran out of the classroom. Gordy gulped; did he do something wrong? She seemed like she didn't want to talk to him.

"Hey wait up!" Gordy called.

Tamara sighed as she did a dramatic stop.

"What?" She hissed.

Gordy jumped, shocked by her reaction.

"Did I do something wrong? I thought you would like that song?" Gordy asked.

"Why would I want to sing a love song with you?" Tamara snarled.

Gordy took a step back, surprised and hurt by her reaction. He looked down at his feet and mumbled.

"I just thought it was a good song." He said.

Tamara stopped when she realized that she hurt his feelings. That was the last thing she wanted to do. She hated herself for how she was feeling. She almost kissed Gordy, she almost kissed someone that wasn't her boyfriend. She was awful, how could she do that? Dylan was her dream guy and he treated her like a queen. Yet for some reason Tamara wanted to sing another song with Gordy, she wanted to talk to him, get to know him. And she hated herself for it.

"Look let's just agree to never talk about what happened in detention, okay? As a matter of a fact, why don't we just not talk to each other at all." She said.

He frowned. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No you were sweet, I'm the one messing up." Tamara sighed.

"You can't deny that there was something in that room. That duet was perfect, you need to join Glee Club." Gordy pleaded, hoping to convince her that hanging out with him was worthwhile.

Tamara sighed. She was tempted by the offer. She looked down at her shoes and sighed.

"Please just don't talk to me Gordon." She sighed.

As she was walking away, she heard him mumble something. She stopped and turned to look at him.

"What did you say?" She asked.

"My friends call me Gordy." He said.

With that he turned and walked away, leaving Tamara alone in the school hallway.


Sam sighed as he tapped his fingers against the piano. It was 4:30 and no one was showing up. Not even Gordy. Maybe starting this club up was harder than he thought. Was it possible that no one at this school wanted to sing?

"This isn't the boys bathroom." A voice said.

Sam turned to see a boy standing in the doorway. He had a round face and a mop of curly hair. His voice however was incredibly British. Sam perked up, he had someone willing to audition.

"No it is not, but you are in the right place my friend." Sam said with a welcoming smile.

"What's your name?" Sam asked.

"Jeremy, and you are?" HE asked.

"Uh, you can call me Mr. Evans." Sam chuckled.

Jeremy widened his eyes in shock. "That's so crazy my last name is also Evans, we're practically brothers!"

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Um…"

"Well actually my last name is Palmer-Evans, but close enough lad." He chuckled.

He looked around the empty choir room and was surprised to see how empty it was.

"Is this your classroom? It's so empty." He said.

Sam chuckled. "Just waiting for some new people to try out to break the room in."

"Try out for what?" Jeremy asked curiously.

"Drumroll please! I'm starting up the North Lake High Glee Club!" He cheered.

Jeremy laughed dramatically, his head tilted back and his shoulders shaking.

"Wow mate you're hilarious." Jeremey chuckled.

He stopped when saw Sam's face. "Oh, you were serious."

"I guess Glee Club isn't popular here." Sam said.

"Sir, we live in Atlanta. This is the heart of Soul and R&B music, joining a club singing about cheesy show tunes just seems like a downgrade to most people." Jeremy said.

Sam sighed. He never took that into account. "Okay, I'll just show you out."

"Hold on Mr. Evans, I never even got a chance to audition." Jeremy pouted.

Sam stopped in his tracks. He turned hopefully to the boy. "Did you say audition? But you said-"

"Of course, I said it wasn't normal, that's why I want to do it. I think you'll find I'm anything but normal." He smiled.

Jeremy:

When I was six years old I broke my leg

I was running from my brother and his friends

And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down

I was younger then, take me back to when I

Found my heart and broke it here

Made friends and lost them through the years

And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown

But I can't wait to go home

I'm on my way

Driving at ninety down those country lanes

Singing to "Tiny Dancer"

And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real

We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill

Sam was astonished by his voice. It was smooth and classy. Like he was made for the stage. Jeremy took a couple steps forward before doing a little twirl, his footwork near perfect.

Jeremy:

Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes

Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk with my friends

Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon that I did it right

But I was younger then, take me back to when

We found weekend jobs, when we got paid

We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight

Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown

But I can't wait to go home

I'm on my way

Driving at ninety down those country lanes

Singing to "Tiny Dancer"

And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real

We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill

Over the castle on the hill

Over the castle on the hill

One friend left to sell clothes

One works down by the coast

One had two kids but lives alone

One's brother overdosed

One's already on his second wife

One's just barely getting by

But these people raised me and I can't wait to go home

And I'm on my way, I still remember

This old country lanes

When we did not know the answers

And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real

We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill

Over the castle on the hill

Over the castle on the hill

Jeremy finished the song but not before doing a cartwheel, and landing right in front of Sam. Jeremy smiled brightly.

"So, am I in?"


I hope you guys liked this chapter. I'm excited for you guys to see the first six members in the next chapter. Also what do you guys think their team name should be?

Characters Introduced:

· Harper submitted by Winceshester

· Jeremy submitted by TheRealGalwayGirl

Playlists for this chapter:

· Sucker By The Jonas Brothers

· Castle on the Hill by Ed Sheeran