My first Glee club meeting. God, I was thinking what song I would sing. I still had no clue when I walked into the Choir Room. There were a couple people when I walked in: a tough looking guy with a mo- hawk, two pretty blonde girls, a pretty dark haired girl, some other blonde guy and, to my surprise, Artie was there. I went and took a seat next to him. "Hope you don't mind. You're the only one who's name I even know." I muttered as I set my backpack next to my seat. Artie gave a shy chuckle.
"It's okay. Hey, since you're joining, I could take you under my wing… so to speak." Was I imagining this? He… really just said that? I knew that I had to stick with this Glee thing.
"That would be to have someone to show me the ropes of Glee club." I replied back. We chatted for a bit before Mr. Schue took his place in the front of the club.
"Guys, before we begin practice, I'd like to give a welcome to our newest member, Iris-"
"Mr. Schue, did she even audition? We have to make absolutely sure that her vocal talents can fit with ours." I looked at whoever said that. It was a skinny brunette. I could tell already that she would get on my nerves.
"Rachel, if you would let me continue, I was going to have her audition right now." Ha. That put her in- wait. I had to go now? I had to stall. And quick!
"Mr. Schue, why don't you have someone from the club go first so that I know what you're looking for?" I always thought that was a god cover. What sucks is that it didn't work.
"Come on, Iris. I know that you'll blow us away!" Crap. I stood up and faced my audience. It was do or die. Now or never.
"I heard that you settled down, that you found a girl…" The song seemed to flow out from me like a river. All I could was stand and sing. I started to feel good about myself for once in my life. I know that I must sound crazy when I say this, but… I could have sworn that my dad was singing with me. I could have sworn that his low, gruff voice was singing with mine as I sang Someone Like You. That's when I realized that I couldn't replace my dad. I would never be able to find someone like him. We never really got along, but, he was my dad. He was supposed to be there for me when I needed him. While I thought about that, I didn't realize that tears where started to roll down my cheeks.
When I had finished, I realized that everyone was staring. I don't know if it is shock, or awe, but, they were just staring at me. I wiped off my tears quickly. Then, someone started clapping. I never saw who it was, but, it seemed to start a chain reaction. Pretty soon, everyone was clapping. I sat down with a big smile on my face. "I thought you did amazing! Where have you been hiding that voice?" Artie asked.
"I… guess that I just haven't really felt like singing until now." He gave me a somewhat confused look. "I haven't sang since my dad's funeral service." It seemed like that was all I had to say. It seemed like he knew about the loss of a parent.
"So, what do you guys think? Should we kick her out?" Mr. Schue said in a joking tone.
"Berry, looks like you have some competition." That came from that tough looking kid. I was feeling ready good about myself.
"Guys, let's start on practice!" Mr. Schue said. It seemed that the two hour practice went by in a flash.
Maybe it was that I could truly be myself.