Disclaimer: I don't really own anything….not glee….not the songs…..the OC's are there creators'…..
Author's note: See what I said? If my schedule wasn't busy I would update soon, and here I am. Lately my schedule has been the exact opposite of what it was before. I don't have any more horse shows until next week, I don't have 4-H until next month and all my friends are MIA. Thank you so much to whoever reviewed last chapter and I'm so glad that I represented Emily and Stella in an appropriate way. I'm still sticking to the three characters that I mentioned last chapter but I've decided to tie Ellie and Ricky together in a friendship, while Hayley will be a bit more of a stand-alone. Oh, and a bit more of an introduction to Mason. :D
"Tangled?"
"Are you seriously kidding me right now? Like sure the animation was pretty amazing, but do you realize how it isn't the slightest bit original? The movie just stole shit-loads of material from other Disney movies, put it together, and called it a new movie,"
"Oh my god! We have been at this movie store for over an hour because you can't decide which movie you want! It has to be Disney, but the characters have to be inspirational, the plotline has to be one of a kind," Ricky exclaimed exasperated, running a hand through his hair as he cursed himself for ever suggesting this in the first place. Ellie had just written a big History exam and was all stressed out that she had failed it (They did this dance every time. Ellie regretted not spending more time on #5, she broke down in tears saying that princesses didn't always have it easy but they were at least smart. Ricky would calm her down, make some Disney reference, take her out to have some fun. Then the next day she would find out that she got an A on the exam and everything was good again until the next time), so he had suggested that they went out and rent a Disney movie to watch.
"Well, can you really blame me? Disney used to produce such classics, now it's all just crap." Ellie moaned, taking the movie out of Ricky's hands and putting it back on the shelf. But as she continued to scroll through the movies in the Disney section, she was growing more and more annoyed. Tangled might be one of the biggest rip off movies of all time, but it still technically was a Disney movie. What kind of moron actually believes that movies like Anastasia and Road to Elderato are actually Disney movies?
"If you don't pick a movie right now, I swear on my poster of Adam Lambert that I'll burn your collector's edition of Cinderella!"
"You wouldn't,"
"Oh, trust me princess. I so would,"
Ellie huffed dramatically, before finally picking up the Princess & the frog off of the shelf, and slamming it against Ricky's chest. The animation was good, and the plotline was at least decent, so it would at least cheer her up as long as she shut off part of her mind. Ricky laughed when Ellie did her usual storm out, but instead of leaving she just went to the check-out till. He was really glad that he had someone as amazing as Ellie as a best friend. She might be self centered and believe that she is better than everyone else, but she accepts him for who he is. She's really the only one who wants to be his friend.
Ricky sometimes wondered if coming out so early was really the right choice, if opening himself up to so much hate so early in his life was really the right choice. He used to joke around with his dad about being the star quarterback in Football, dating some slutty blonde cheerio and making his dad 'proud'. When he was a little kid that's all he ever really wanted was to make his dad proud. He actually dreamed of being the star football player, having more friends than Brad Pitt, having every single person envy his talent. The only thing that never really fitted into that dream was having a girlfriend.
Part of him thinks that he always knew. He always knew that he was never going to be able to have romantic feelings towards a girl and that he was never going to find love with someone who had breasts. The most difficult thing really was pinpointing the exact moment that he said 'hey, I think I'm gay'. Maybe it was the day of the fourth grade field trip, when the entire class went to the beach and instead of trying to peak in the girls' changing rooms, he was lusting after the way the water dripped down Trent Reynolds chest. Maybe it was the day that he saw Adam Lambert for the first time, and drool immediately escaped his mouth. It might've even been the day that he found himself wanting to dress up as Madonna for Halloween.
No he doesn't know when it happened, but he knows when he admitted it to himself. It was the day of his 12th birthday party, but nothing had actually happened that would lead him to admit he was gay. It was just another birthday, with a cake, balloons, and presents. But it was the day, that he got tired of denying it.
One of his biggest regrets to this day was his decision not to tell his father, he doesn't even really know why he didn't. Maybe it was because he was just afraid that his father would disown him, that he would despise him for not living up to the ideal perfect son, that he would disappointed in him. So, he stayed quiet and let his father think that when he had his first wet dream, he was thinking of Sophie Monk, when he was actually thinking of Channing Tatum. But then his dad died of stomach cancer, and it was too late.
His dad was actually one of the major reasons he came out of the closet when he was in grade 8, he was always too afraid to admit who he was in case his dad didn't like him anymore. He had spent 13 years of his life, denying who he was and becoming who everyone else thought he should be. But it wasn't until after his father passed away, that Ricky realized that the people who don't accept him for who he is, aren't worth his time. The most ironic thing was, he had actually prepared himself. He watched countless coming out movies, had done a google search and had prepared what he thought was an appropriate plan.
But that's just it. Nothing is like it is in the movies. He wasn't immediately accepted and welcomed with open arms like Reed was in Coming Out. His friends didn't stick by him like Kelsey's friends did in One more Step. The teachers didn't stop the harassment and the abuse while offering a shoulder to lean on like they did in National Coming Out Day. Either than his mother, he had no one to lean on. His friends left as soon as they found out he liked men, the teachers turned a blind eye to the bullying and he wasn't in the slightest way accepted.
But then Ellie had come along, and he had found someone that finally accepted him for who he was. So, even though she had her little diva fits and she was way too obsessed with Disney, he would put up with it because she put up with him.
"The Princess & the Frog? Wow fag, didn't know it was possible for you to be any gayer."
Ricky looked down, tears already welling in his eyes from Mason's comment. He's never understood why Mason has always hated him so much, it's not like he's ever done anything to the jock.
Ellie opened up her mouth to say something about how no Disney movie is gay and how derogatory that term was, when someone to the left of her laughed.
"Are you fucking kidding me Tanner? You do know that technically gay means happy, right? So, I guess you are right. The movie is gay. Ricky is gay. But you're not that gay right now are you? It's been going around that you've got the clap and that no girl—including Stella—will tickle your pickle,"
Tanner's eyes widened, as realization finally dawned on his face. "Fuck Ramirez, are you serious? That's why I've had to give myself shitty hand jobs? They think I have the fucking clap?" He asked, taken aback. He tossed the movie towards Ricky and Ellie before running out the doors.
Hayley turned to Ricky with a smirk plastered on her face, and gestured to the movie in his hands. "That movie ain't half bad. Not really my style but that fucking crocodile cracks me up,"
"He's actually an alligator—" Ellie started to protest, but Hayley just cut her off with a motion of her hand.
"Same difference," Hayley said firmly, before turning back to Ricky. "Don't let that asshole get to you. He might spout off shit day in and day out about having it so bad and how he is a survivor just because his dad is some douche that doesn't pay attention, but he'll always be nothing compared to you.
When you came out to the entire school in 8th grade, that took guts. It took guts for you to come out and say 'Hey look I'm gay and I don't give a fuck if you don't like it'. Even when everybody deserted you, you took the bullying and you still managed to keep your head above water. A lot of people would've drowned a long time ago,"
"Wow, Hayley that had to be the sweetest thing I've ever heard you say," Ricky answered, surprise evident in his voice.
Hayley just shrugged. "You remind me of someone I used to know."
As Hayley stood in front of her mirror later that day, she saw three completely different people. The girl everyone thought she was, the girl she wanted to be and the girl she truly was.
At first glance, you would easily see the girl everyone thought she was. You would see a 5'5 Latina with washboard abs and toned legs and arms. You would see the girl with the dream oval face, the high cheekbones, the cute button nose, the perfect eyebrows, soft pink lips and big Hazel eyes. Her hair was a raven coloured razor bob with dyed red-velvet tips and streaks. The girl with her bellybutton pierced, three tattoos and who never smiled. The girl who had endless confidence and was the person out at McKinley that wasn't tormented. The girl who didn't take crap from anybody and was proud of herself day in and day out.
At second glance, if you were lucky, you would see the girl she wanted to be. You would see the girl who just wanted to be accepted for who she was, and not worry about if a slushy would soon be directed at her. The girl that didn't want to have to take medication every day and night, and just wanted to be normal. The girl who would get out of Lima and do great things, who would become a household name.
But if you looked again, and looked really close this time, you might be able to see the girl that Hayley truly was. Hayley wasn't confident or proud; she was a scared and insecure girl who was hiding behind a mask. She didn't cause trouble all the time because she enjoyed it—well most of the time didn't—but did it as a cry for attention. You would see the girl that cried herself to sleep every night, who picked fights with her brother just to see how far he would take it, who regretted never telling Ava the truth before it was too late. You wouldn't see 'Hurricane Hayley', the girl who had been sent to Juvie more times than she could count. You would see Hayley Rameriz the normal 17 year old who just wanted to be loved.
At first glance you would see confidence.
At second you would see hope.
But at third?
You would see a girl hiding behind a mask.
"You got to dig a little deeper. Find out who you are. You got to dig a little deeper. It really ain't that far," Ellie sang along with Mama Odie, not noticing the way Ricky was watching her as she twirled around in circles. A slow smile settled on his face, as he reached forward to pause the movie.
"You're an amazing singer, you know that right?" He asked her when she finally stopped dancing.
She smiled. "Yeah, probably one of the best."
"You know El, that's what I really like and admire about you. How confident you are," Ricky said with a small smile. Ellie nodded slightly, pulling out her phone as the screen lit up with a new message.
Sometimes I wonder why you stay Rick, I just don't understand why you didn't leave a long time ago. Yes, I'm talented and I believe that no matter what, but I don't have anything else to offer. All I ever do is talk about Disney, I can barely sit through other people's performances without thinking that I could've done better and I'm fat. I'm probably not even going to get out of Lima, I'll just end up being that weird cat lady that everyone is terrified of.
Why don't you just leave already? Mom did.
"So, did you hear that an old friend of Mr. Schue's came back and restarted Glee,"
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, I heard that Stella and Emily have already joined, and they're still looking for some new members." Ricky said.
"Wow, I didn't really think that Stella was into that sort of thing, she always seemed more of a cheerleader than a singer," Ellie said, taking a drink of her water. "Hey, wait, I thought Emily was already in Choir at her church?"
"Yeah she was, but then she dropped out for some reason after singing her solo. She seemed pretty shaken up about whatever it was." Ricky observed remembering when he saw her the day after. "So, what do you think? Glee club something you would want to join with me?"
"Well, it does sound like a venue that would let me showcase my musical talents and would most likely look good on a college application,"
"Is that a yes?"
Ellie beamed, a large smile crossing her face. "That's a most definitely."
"Now can you put the movie back on? I still need to forget my History exam,"
Hayley sighed in frustration as her English teacher went into a long lecture about the novel that they were currently studying called Moby Dick. They were barely into the school year and she was already ready to skip every single one of these classes.
She knew how to read, how to write and how to speak English just fine, wasn't that enough? Was some stranger seriously going to come up to her and ask her about what were some examples of symbolism that were present in the book?
"So, can anybody tell me what one of the major themes of Moby Dick may be?" The teacher asked, looking around the room. His eyes finally settling on a girl sitting in the corner that had her honey blonde hair up in a fishtail. "Miss Lion?"
Nicole's head snapped up quickly from where she had been doodling on her page, and looked like she was internally having a major freak out session.
"Well, one of the major themes of this novel would be…." She trailed off obviously not having the slightest clue as to what the answer was.
Hayley sighed, putting her hand up. She never understood how smart people could never answer the simplest of questions. "Fundamentally Moby Dick is a revenge tragedy. It's really about one man's maniacal obsession with vengeance, and finding that one object to pin all your anger, fear and rage on. Not wanting revenge just for his own personal tragedies but the tragedies of all mankind and his inability to understand that he can't blame the natural world. It's about the way that the desire for revenge can eat away at you until it becomes something inhabiting your body, something separate from your personality,"
The teacher's eyebrows shot up in surprise clearly not expecting that answer from someone who's absences were higher than her actual marks. He nodded as he went back to describing why so many of the characters including Ishmael, were so easily caught up in Captain Ahab's revenge quest.
But as Hayley continued to jot down notes, she could feel someone's eyes burning holes into her back for the rest of the class. When the bell rang, she quickly gathered up her stuff and was about to leave when Mr. Johnson called her back.
She groaned before turning around and facing him. "What is it Mr. Johnson? If I don't get to boxing, Beiste will kill me,"
Mr. Johnson shook his head, and gestured for her to sit down in the desk. "Your father told me you were interested in going to Harvard,"
"Yeah, but I'm not sure yet if I want to settle for one of those Ivy league schools. That shits serious. All work and no play," She stated casually, grinning when she heard the teacher give out a snort of laughter.
"Hayley you're a smart girl—you showed that very clearly in today's class—but you don't apply yourself. You're already a Junior meaning you only have 2 years left to turn around your grades, and actually make yourself a respectable candidate. Now I have two suggestions to make. First off, even though you are very intelligent, you are so far behind in most of your classes, I will be assigning you a tutor. Just meet me here Thursday after school, and we'll get you started. Secondly," He paused, reaching into his brief case and pulling out a folded blue piece of paper. "I understand that you're on the Boxing team but you will need to seem more involved, so I took the liberty of signing you up for the Debate team, the School Newspaper and Glee."
"Wait, Glee? Isn't that the singing group thing that won that big ass trophy?" She asked confusedly, she thought that group shut down after that one curly haired dude retired. "I thought that club shut down, like seven years ago."
"Miss Holliday apparently agreed to run the Glee club a couple of weeks ago, and I've decided that it would be a good learning and growing experience for you. It shows that you know how to work collaboratively in a group and I don't want to hear—"
"Okay, sure."
"—that it's some lame ass club that'll bring down your repu—wait what?"
"I said, okay. I'll audition after boxing today. Can I go now?" She asked impatiently, not bothering to wait for an answer before picking up her stuff and leaving the room.
"Well, that was easier than I expected,"
"Holly Holliday?"
Holly looked up from the stack of sheet music she was trying to organize, to the direction of the lower voice. "Yes?" She asked, looking up to see a larger woman with shot curly hair and a more athletic build to her. "How may I help you?"
The woman smiled. "My name is Shannon Beiste and I was an old friend of Will's," She said as she pulled out a chair to sit on. "I wanted to talk to you about Glee Club,"
"What about it?"
"I heard that you were having some difficulty getting kids to sign up this year,"
Holly nodded while pursing her lips with displeasure. "Yeah, it seems like joining is still social suicide," She told her somberly.
"I knew that the kids wouldn't be jumping for the chance to be a part of Glee club, but I figured you would have more than 2 names on your sign-up sheet,"
"My what?"
"Your sign-up sheet. You know that piece of paper that kids can sign their name if they want to join." Shannon said furrowing her eyebrows. "You do you have a sign-up sheet don't you?" She asked cautiously.
"No?"
"Holly!" Shannon snorted indigently, her light blue eyes turning into slits. "Look I barely know you, so I can't pass too much judgement, but these kids deserve a glee club, they deserve somewhere to showcase their talents, and feel important. And no matter how much it pains me to say this, you're the only one capable of running this club. I'm not a violent person, I'm really not, but if you screw this up—" She reached out to jab her in the chest. "—I will not hesitate to pumble your skinny ass behind into the ground."
"I'll put the sheet up tomorrow,"
"That's all I want,"
"Are you nervous?" Ellie asked Ricky, as they stood inside the choir room waiting for Miss Holliday to show up.
"Downright terrified," Ricky replied, giving a warm smile to Ellie, as she grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze. After a few more minutes of comfortable silence, Miss Holliday walked through the doors with a large portfolio in her hands. She stopped short, when she saw the two nervous looking kids in front of her. She felt a smile come across her face, as she saw Ellie holding Ricky's hand.
"Yes?"
"I'm Ellie, this is Ricky and we would like to audition for Glee Club. I will be going first, and I will be singing After Today from a Goofy Movie," She stated clearly, as she brushed a stray piece of her hair from her face. Not waiting for a signal to begin, she placed play on the stereo and started to sing.
They've been laughin' since I can remember
But they're not gonna laugh anymore
No more "Maxie the geek", no more "Goof of the week"
Like befooore
Holly recognized the lyrics instantly, when she had went to University to get her teaching degree, her professor had made them all memorize each and every song from a Goofy Movie, claiming that they needed to know what it felt like to be kids. The first verse was about Max desperately wanting to get out of school to escape the torment that he faced every day, while the second sort of displayed the thoughts of each different level on the school hierarchy.
No more algebra tests 'til September
No more lookin' at losers like him
No more more havin' to cheat
No more mystery meat
No more gym
No more gym
No more gym
No more gym!
Gonna move to the mall!
Gonna live in the pool!
Gonna talk to Roxanne and not feel like a fool!
'Cause after today I'm gonna be cruisin'!
After today she'll be mine!
After today my brains will be snoozin'!
If I don't faint I'll be fine!
I've got forty more minutes, of home economics
Then down with the text books
And up with the comics!
Just think of all the time I've been losin'
Finding the right thing to say!
But things will be going my way, after today
.
She looked right through me, and who could blame her?
I need a new me, plus some positive proof that I'm not just a goof, and
After today I'm gonna be cruisin'!
No more pep rallys to cut! Yech!
After today my brains will be snoozin'!
I'm gonna sit on my butt
I've got less than an hour, and when this is ended
I'll either be famous..
Or you'll be suspended!
.
Just think of all the time I've been losin'
Waiting untill I could say ...
Gonna be on my own, kiss the parents goodbye
Gonna party from now 'till the end of July
Things'll be going my way, after todaaaaaaay ...
I wish that this was the day, ... after today
As the last notes faded away into silence, and Ellie did a small curtsy Holly smiled knowing that she had found yet another amazing singer that could indeed help lead them to Nationals. She hit every note precisely, her delivery was perfection and Holly could already tell, that she would be one of the few that could really get high up on the vocal range. "I honestly don't what to say either than, welcome to the New Directions!"
Ellie's entire face broke out into a huge grin, and she flung herself into Ricky's awaiting arms. He hugged her tightly, as she grinned into his chest. She had actually done it! She always knew she was an amazing singer, but she didn't know if others would be able to appreciate her talent. But this just proved it, she wasn't just amazing in her eyes, or Ricky's, she was talented in everyone's eyes.
"Now it's your turn, make him proud." She whispered to Ricky, while gently pushing him forwards. He smiled nervously at the blonde teacher before handing her the CD to put in the stereo.
[Spoken]
After all that you put me through,
You think I'd despise you,
But in the end I wanna thank you,
'Cause you've made me that much stronger
Holly's eyebrows automatically shot up when she heard the sophomore start his song. She knew this song very well. It wasn't too long ago that she was listening to it everyday before work, and singing it under her breath constantly. Christina Aguilera was known as the vocalist of the generation and was the second top selling single artist of the 2000's only coming up short to Madonna. Singing a song by Christina Aguilera was hard enough, singing this particular song was suicide, especially when that said individual appeared to be this nervous.
Well I thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were there by my side, always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames 'cause your greed sold me out in shame
After all of the stealing and cheating you probably think that I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know
Just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it
.
[Chorus:]
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
"Wow," Holly muttered, while letting out a low whistle. Only one word came to mind, as she listened to Ricky sing his heart out in the middle of the choir room; talent. She had never heard anybody sing that song, and actually hold their own compared to the original, but this kid was doing it. He sang with so much raw emotion, that was still so real, that she couldn't help but be pulled in.
Never saw it coming, all of your backstabbing
Just so you could cash in on a good thing before I'd realize your game
I heard you're going round playing the victim now
But don't even begin feeling I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave
After all of the fights and the lies 'cause you're wanting to haunt me
But that won't work anymore, no more,
It's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it
.
[Chorus]
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
.
How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretend not to see the truth
You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself
Through living in denial
But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME
.
I am a fighter and I
I ain't gonna stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough
.
[Chorus]
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
You thought I would forget
But I remembered
'Cause I remembered
I remembered
.
You thought I would forget
I remembered
'Cause I remembered
I remembered
.
[Chorus]
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
As the last note vibrated into the distance, Ricky waited in anticipation, biting down on his lip hard, for the teacher to say something. To say he was amazing, or terrible or something, anything. The dead silence was killing him.
"Ricky," Holly started slowly, looking down at her folder obviously not wanting to meet his eyes. She was just going to tell him what he already knew, that he wasn't good enough of a singer. But when Holly eventually did look up, he realized she had tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, but I had to take a minute to compose myself. That was outstanding, it would be an honour for you to join Glee,"
The sophomore's face lit up with a huge smile, mirroring a kid who had just seen Santa Clause for the first time, and he walked back over to Ellie giving her a high five in the process.
"Thank you both so much, it's a pleasure to have you in Glee and please recommend it to others. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to—"
"What the fuck, Alvarez?" Hayley yelled, bursting through the door of the choir room wearing her boxing uniform.
Oh, shit. Boxing practice.
"Beiste was so pissed that you missed practice, she made us go outside and run fifty laps around the football field!" She growled, tossing her facemask across the room as she shoved him backwards. He let out a small squeak of fear, and closed his eyes waiting for her knee to come into contact with his groin. But when he felt a hand on his shoulder, instead of a burning pain in his family jewels, he opened his eyes and saw Hayley looking at him with a smirk on his face.
"Nah, I ain't gonna hurt ya, for ditchin' out. My abs were startin' to look a little flappy anyways, I actually came to audition,"
"You're auditioning?" Ellie asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah, Disney Freak I am," She snapped roughly, before turning back to face Miss Holiday with a more gentle expression on her face. "My teach told me that I need some more electives to put on my college transcript. So, he signed me up for the Newspaper, the Debate team and told me to audition for Glee,"
Holly nodded, but couldn't help thinking that this girl reminded her of someone. But she shook the thoughts away, as the opening notes began to blast through the tiny speakers of the twenty dollar stereo she had got at Wal-Mart.
You know the bed feels warmer
Sleeping here alone
You know I dream in color
And do the things I want
.
You think you got the best of me
Think you've had the last laugh
Bet you think that everything good is gone
Think you left me broken down
Think that I'd come running back
Baby you don't know me, cause you're dead wrong
.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
Santana.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
.
You heard that I was starting over with someone new
They told you I was moving on over you
You didn't think that I'd come back
I'd come back swinging
You try to break me
But you see...
.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
.
Thanks to you I got a new thing started
Thanks to you I'm not the broken-hearted
Thanks to you I'm finally thinking 'about me
You know in the end the day you left was just my beginning
In the end...
.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
"God, you remind me so much of her. The skin, the smile, the attitude, the voice. Aside from the clothing, and the hair, you're like a carbon copy of Santana,"
Hayley furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Santana?"
"Lopez,"
"Oh, you mean Jugs The Clown. Sue talks about her and Tubbers all the time, said she was a pro cheerleader now that had a major set of pipes," She began, nodding her head as she remembered the conversation she had had with Sue last week. "Wait, if I remind you of her, does that mean I got into this club?"
"Yes, you are very talented and would be a lovely contender to this club," Holly announced, standing up abruptly as she began to gathering her things.
"Contender? Big word for someone I heard got an entire class high, so she wouldn't have to teach Alegbra,"
"What?"
"Nothing,"
A/N: Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, as much as I enjoyed writing it. I know it was a little different than the last chapter but I hope it was still good. If I were you, I would stick around until after all of the auditions, and then judge if you like my story :D
Please, please, please review! It's just that only 2 people reviewed last chapter, and I would like to know that I'm still writing something that people care about. No matter what I will see this to the end, but even a single word makes me day.
Also, regarding characters that I am writing, there is a reason that I haven't told you upfront which characters I have chosen. It's because I'm honestly picking as I'm going. So many people submitted a character to me, and I'm trying to limit the characters to about 15 or maybe 18. But so far I've got it narrowed it down to 24. So, even if I don't pick your character, it doesn't mean that I don't love them it just means that I really needed to narrow it down and I still might give them a brief appearance in a few chapters.
Next chapter, I will be writing 3 more characters. Their names are Jackson Palmer, Tyler Anderson and Sawyer Wright. But there will be hints of other characters—like there was of Nicole Lion in this chapter—because not everybody joins right away.
By the way all that stuff about Moby Dick came from this website:
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