Finn's POV

Artie sat down on the old couch in the garage, and picked at his bass guitar. Me and Puck were both pacing, nervously. I had never been more scared in my life. Our band had been thriving for three years until our lead vocalist Derek quit. Now we had only a bass guitarist, drummer, and lead guitarist, none of us had what it took to be lead vocals. Just a week ago Artie had been sent a CD with some girl singing On My Own on it, all that was attached was a name and a phone number. This girl was the best singer any of us had ever heard. Her voice was like an angel and she was just the sound that our band had been looking for.

When we called her she had said that she would love to work with us, but she would have to meet us in person first, in order to see if we could keep up with her singing. We all knew we could, but we couldn't shake the feeling what if. what if she didn't like us? what if she thought we sucked? we would be doomed. We had already auditioned 126 people. No, really 126 people, we had kept track. Maybe #127 would be the one.

"Where is she? She's late." Puck muttered. He hated to be kept waiting. I looked at the clock. 5:15 p.m. She had said on the phone she would be here at 5. 15 minutes would not have been a very big deal to me usually, but my anxiety kept building, i wanted her to get here as soon as possible.

Suddenly we all saw a red Mustang convertible pull into the driveway. The windows were tinted, so we couldn't see who was inside, but I assumed it was engine of the car cut off, and the door opened, but she didn't get out. "Uhm, hello?" Artie stood up, and stepped toward the car. I then saw a pair of long tan legs shot out of the car followed by the rest of her.

"Hi." She walked towards Artie and extended her hand. "I'm Rachel, Rachel Berry." My mouth fell open. This girl was a goddess. She wore black flats, and a high - waisted red skirt, which had a white t-shirt tucked into it. Her eyes were a chocolate brown, her lips were red and plump, and her hair was a dark brown, and flowed in curls off of her heart shaped face. Right below her hair line their was a tiny scar, I wondered what it was from.

Artie took her hand and shook it, smiling brightly. I could tell he could see her beauty too. I looked at Puck who wore the same dumb founded expression I now wore. He looked at me, and smirked. If I knew Puck he was now trying to think of ways to get into her pants.

She turned towards him, and shook his hand. "Hey. I'm Noah Puckerman, but you can just call me Puck." He smiled and looked down at her. She smiled back. "Hi Puck." Now she turned to me, and stuck out her hand. I looked down at it and burrowed my eyebrows together. My heart sped up. I was sure Rachel and the rest of the guys could hear it.

"Your supposed to shake it." She looked up at me, and smiled. Her smile took my breath away. I wondered if she would ever go out with a guy like me. I took her hand and shook it. No, I had to stop thinking like this. She wasnt just some girl. She might be the newest member of the band, and inter band relationships never worked out, they sometimes broke bands apart. I could never risk something like that after working so hard on this band with Puck and Artie.

"can we try Call Me?" She walked over to the mic and picked it up. We all followed her lead. Puck picked up his guitar, Artie came over with his bass, and I sat at the drums. We started to play, and we were doing pretty good. Then Rachel opened her mouth and started singing. She was even better then she was on the CD. Me and Artie exchanged a quick glance, and I knew that the decision was mutual, she was definitely the singer we had been looking for.

When the song ended Rachel turned and looked back at us smiling. "I would love to be in this band if you guys will let me." Me Artie and Puck looked at her.

"Your in." Artie answered.

"Cool!" She squealed. "One Question though. I think we need a new name, Black skull is kind of stupid, don't you think?"

"I guess. What do you think our name should be?"

"How about New Direction." She smirked.

We all looked at each other, and nodded in agreement. I looked at Rachel and smiled. "New Direction it is."