Okay, I haven't updated this in ages, there's been loads of stuff happening and I've had no time. If there's any bits that don't make sense or spelling mistakes, tell me, though if you can't be bothered or don't care, that's fine too. Thank you to anyone who has put this on their alerts, and I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. Things are still to be explained by the way, I haven't accidently not told you anything/missed stuff out.
The room hadn't changed much since she first arrived, though it was much cleaner, there was few visible new objects, an alarm clock, a couple of tattered books, a pencil case and some school jotters lay on top of the drawers. Ali sat on her bed in her dimly lit room bent over a lined notebook with a red pen in her right hand. She sighed, scribbled out the drawing, ripped out and crumpled the sheet and threw it across the room lightly. It landed about a metre away from the bin that she had been aiming at. She ignored it and started a new drawing. She started with a wobbly stick man figure kicking a misshapen ball, then slowly drew a messy body around it. She kept drawing over the lines she drew wrong, and in the end a huge red mass was created. She groaned and threw the pen at the bin, missing the target again. She looked down at her hands. Relaxed, both where about average in size, but with quite short fingers. The right had some very faded freckles on the back and a thin white scar on the index, next to the nail. She stretched it and turned it round, looking at it. She looked at the left. The thumb stuck out at an odd angle and across the knuckles was a pink scar, she turned the hand around with apparent difficulty, the whole palm was full of thick scars. Ali stared at it, her eyes filled with tears of sadness and frustration. She half glanced at her wrist, and looked away, turning the hand over again as to not see it. She got up from the bed, walked over to the discarded pen, picked it up and sat on the bed again, she took the notepad and started a new doodle, continuing using her right hand to draw.
It was Tuesday, end of fourth period, lunch time. Ali Johnson was walking nervously through the crowds towards the choir room. She entered, two people were already there, a really tall guy and a small brown haired girl, with her back to Ali, shuffling through sheet music on the piano, wearing a weird child and old person combination of clothes, including knee-high socks. Upon hearing the door open and close, the girl turned round, looking quite startled at first, but quickly recovered.
''Hello, are you lost?'' the girl asked, with an air of authority.
''Um.. No, I'm here for Glee Club, Mr Schue told me to come today.''
''Oh, you're the new kid he was talking about'' she looked Ali up and down with her eye brows slightly lowered, then said in a cheerful tone ''I'm Rachel Berry, the captain of Glee Club and the best singer in the group. Welcome, I hope you will prove to be a useful back up singer for me.''
''All right...'' Ali said, looking very taken aback, but had a slight smile, is she for real?
''Hi, I'm Finn'', the big guy said with a friendly smile.
The door opened again and Ali turned round to see, a few students streamed into the room, a muscly guy with a mohawk, two cheerleaders, a tall blond one and a brunette (about the same height as Ali), who had their pinkies linked, and a guy with a blond Bieber haircut. The dark cheerleader scowled at Ali, but the rest only looked merely merely merely as they passed. The boys went and sat down near the front, whereas the girls sat at the back. Ali followed, and went at the back, across from the girls. A few seconds later more people came in, a boy in a wheelchair who looked a bit geeky and had a sad expression rolled over near the seats, an asian boy and girl walked in shortly after, holding hands, the boy was quite tall with a grin on his face and the girl who was dressed up for what looked like Hallowe'en, also had a smile. They sat down somewhere in the middle and gazed adoringly at each other. Ali looked up from the couple and directed her eyes to the door and her heart jumped a little, the boy she had met on the first day was there, followed by Mercedes. She smiled Oh good, someone I know she thought. Mercedes noticed Ali and beamed at her. Her and the boy came over and sat next to Ali.
''Heya girl, I didn't know you where the singing type'' Mercedes said joyfully. Ali shrugged, still smiling. ''How are you, I haven't seen you since you smashed into us'' she asked.
''Oh, um, I'm fine, just getting used to everything and stuff'' she said looking between Mercedes and the boy, who wasn't paying much attention. At that moment, Mr Schue appeared at the doorway.
''Hey guys.'' he said to everyone, ''Ah, I see you've found your way all right'' Schue said to Ali.
''This is Ali, our new member of Glee Club who has just moved over here from Scotland, you guys have have probably seen her around'' everyone looked round at her.
''Mr Schue, can I take this opportunity to introduce our newcomer to my singing voice? I have a perfect song.'' Rachel said, standing up.
''Well, I was going to tell everybody about our assignment this week and get it all organised'' he said, ''You can do your song later maybe'', Rachel sat down and huffed.
''Okay guys, this week we're going to do songs that tell us what you like, what your interests are. Now you can do it in groups or pairs or on your own, your choice. I think this would be a good way for Ali to get to know everyone'' he looked around at the students for a moment ''Go on then, first performances will be on Friday''
The room filled with chattering. Mercedes was whispering something to her friend, he looked annoyed, then nodded reluctantly, rolling his eyes, she turned to Ali.
''Do you want to one with me and Kurt? I want to hear you before everyone else does'' she said.
''Um, yeah, sure, okay'' Ali replied.
''You can come over to my house after school today, we can chose our song''
Panic flickered in Ali's face,
''Oh, sorry, can't, Donna - I mean my mum want's me back early, I've got to tidy my room'' she said quickly, barely making eye contact.
''Wow, you must be really messy, how long have you been here, like a week?'' Mercedes said, looking disappointed.
''Uh, yeah, all the packing and stuff, you know'', Ali looked at Kurt, whose eyes were narrowed and looked concerned.
''We can do it tomorrow at lunch then'' Mercedes suggested, Ali nodded, looking relieved.
Hours after school had finished Ali was in her room sat on her bed and was doing her homework; a Spanish quiz from Mr Schue and a worksheet from Biology, another subject she had never taken before. She attempted the papers for a while, guessing most of the questions for she had no clue about any of it. After about half an hour, she glanced over at her clock, 8.30 it was. She got up and put her books on the drawers, changed into her pyjamas, (a very loose blue t-shirt and some equally as baggy pyjama bottoms) turned of the light and got into bed. Soon after she fell asleep.