I took a while editing this chapter, trying to get the characters as right as I could, please tell me if I got something wrong because I would really apprecate it. I don't own glee by the way. Thank you to the people who have favorited/followed this, it means a lot.
P.S. Some things will be explained later I promise.
Well that was a complete disaster Alice thought as she walked out of English. First I get everything wrong in Spanish and had to ask Mr Schuester what every word meant. Then I get told I'm spelling things wrong in so called 'English'. The last time I checked you spell centre 'c-e-n-t-r-e' not like 'c-e-n-t-e-r'. The blonde shook her head, lost in thought. A big built boy wearing a red jacket shoved passed her and sent her towards two unsuspecting students standing next to lockers in deep conversation. She managed to stop herself before hitting them but came very close to.
"I'm sorry" she said, flustered, stepping back. "A guy pushed into me, I didn't mean to"
"Hey, it's okay. Where're you from?" said a black girl about a foot smaller than Alice wearing brightly coloured top, probably noticing Alice's accent.
"Oh, uh, Scotland."
"Wow, that's in Europe isn't it?" she asked, Alice nodded in reply.
"My name is Mercedes Jones by the way, this here is my man Kurt Hummel" she smiled and gestured to the boy next to her who had taken out a mirror of his locker and was examining his hair (which was dark'-sh brown and parted at the left) in its reflection. He was wearing an army-type coat with skinny jeans. He looked round at the new girl, looked her up and down with a scowl on his face, then gave her a half-hearted smile that looked more like a grimace.
"I'm Ali. Um, Ali Johnson" she said to Mercedes, not wanting to look at the boy in case she gave away how offended she was. "Well I'll see you around then" smiling at the girl.
"Bye Ali!" Mercedes said, smiling kindly. Ali walked off, not wanting to be near that guy for much longer. What was his problem?
She walked along the corridor, heading for the lunch hall and noticed a board covered with sign-up forums, she walked up to it. Well, it will give me something to do she thought. Ali looked around for a few minutes, then signed her name for the girls soccer team, girls basketball team and art club which took up most of her lunch times. As she turned to walk away, Ali noticed another sheet under a few others with the letters 'Gl' showing at the top. There was no other sheets covered up so Ali moved the papers out of the way and read 'Glee Club – show choir'.
She blinked back the tears and signed it. The bell rang, Ali quickly pulled her timetable and map out to find her next class.
The next couple of days went by smoothly, Ali could now remember the school layout and no longer needed her map, she hadn't made friends yet, or had she really talked to any other students except from the two on her first day, she but was fine with that. She struggled with most of her classes, she hadn't taken more than half of them before moving here, she made frequent mistakes and usually got frustrated, but the teachers where nice. She got into the girls Soccer team, (was made a midfielder) and made the basketball team but was just a sub. The next thing she had to do was audition for the show choir (you didn't have to do any tryouts for Art club). She was to go to the choir room on Friday after school for an audition. She knew exactly what song to sing, it fit perfectly.
You can do this, it's just like the one at home, it's easy, you wont mess up Ali thought as she approached the choir room. It's only Mr Schuester, he's nice. She opened the door, entered and gulped. The room had a large empty area at the front, with steps and chairs at the back and an office at the side, there was a black grand piano next to the door with a man with blonde hair and a beard sitting at it, so it wasn't just Mr Schuester, Ali took a deep breath.
"Hi Ali" Mr Schuester said when he noticed her. He was standing next to the piano.
"Hello sir" she said politely.
"Hey, call me Mr Schue, everyone else does" he said smiling.
"Okay" said Ali, returning the smile.
"So, lets get this audition done then. You know what song you're singing right?" Ali nodded and said,
"'When You Were Young' by The Killers" Mr Schues eyebrows raised a fraction.
"All right then, Brad?" he looked over to the piano man, who nodded. Ali walked into the middle of the room and took another shaky breath as the intro started and cleared her throat. She sang the song an a bit higher than the original, because, she may have a low voice, but it wasn't that low.
"You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young
Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy
Easy now
Watch it go
We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane
That started turning
When you were young
When you were young
And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young"
Mr Schue held up his hand to stop Brad and he did so. Oh, crap, I must be really bad, maybe all Americans are usually pro-like singers she thought looking worried.
"That was absolutely amazing Ali, great job" Mr Schue said looking genuinely impressed. Ali smiled, looking relieved.
"So, am I in?" she asked, still smiling.
"Of course, I'll see you on Tuesday at lunch"
"Thanks Mr Schue! See ya." Ali said joyfully and left the choir room. She turned and saw a red and white figure disappearing hastily round a corner. Why would anyone be around here at this time? she thought, then shrugged and carried on towards the exit.