I passed by Samuel in the hall and smiled. He grinned crookedly back. We had grown closer ever since he told me his story.

That day marked the one month anniversary of my first day at McKinley. Since then we had gain four new members in Glee Club. Their names were Emily Vasquez, EllisWylie McKynleigh Abrams and her step-brother, Bryce Ross-Johnson.

Emily was one of the most popular girls in school. Ellis was short but she had a big personality and had gained respect from the school for standing up for what she believed in. Bryce was popular, thus letting him join any club he wanted. McKynleigh was a shy but confident over-achiever.

I was happy for today because it meant that we'd get to start technical rehearsals for sectionals. I practically ran to the auditorium. I loved doing technical rehearsals for my old Glee Club.

"Hi, Coach Sylvester!" I said, waving and going into the auditorium. She looked on at me in confusion. Kill them with kindness.

I made it to the second level of seats in front of Mr. Schue's desk. I sat down next to Damian. I bent down to whisper to McKynleigh who was sitting in front of me. "Where's Mr. Schue?"

"I don't know," she whispered back, "Picking out a new vest, maybe?" I snorted. Whenever Micky did open her mouth, though it wasn't often, she always said something funny.

Suddenly the lights went off. We heard the click of a door locking. One stage light went on, focusing on the center of the stage where Mr. Schue was standing, holding a large stack of sheet music.

"Students of McKinley High Glee Club," he said dramatically. "Welcome to the second annual lockdown. Until eight a.m. we will all be here together picking out our songs, choreographing our numbers, and perfecting our routine. So come down to the stage and let's get started! And don't worry I've contacted all your parents and they're perfectly fine with the arrangement."

Damo and I looked at each other and smiled. It was the sleepover our parents had never let us have after we turned eleven.

We all made our way to the stage. "Okay," Mr. Schue said, having us get in a circle and sit down, "So, I think to be fair, we need to give everyone a chance to sing in the songs we'll be doing. Any suggestions?"

"Imagineby John Lennon," Hannah pipped up first.

"No, that song's not edgy enough," Ellis said, "I think anything by Chuck Berry is good."

"No," Samuel said, "We need to think more modern. Like Lady Gaga or P!nk."

"But judges tend to be older," Matheus said, "We need to give them a blast from the past, but give the crowd what they want by giving our song a modern twist."

"What do you suggest?" Alex asked.

"Ain't No Rest for the Wickedby Cage the Elephant," I said, naming my favorite band, "It's got soul, rock and roll, and a little pop. It's modern with out being too modern."

"I don't think that'll work," Lindsay said, "We need something everyone knows."

"Biffy Clyro!" Damian exclaimed.

"They're only popular in the UK, dear," I said, patting Damo's shoulder.

"Oh."

"Highway to Hell?"

"Living on a Prayer?"

"Every Breath you take?"

"Bad Romance?"

"Fireflies?"

"Love the Way you Iie?"Micky suggested.

"Wait!" Mr. Schue said, "Mik's got something there! That'll give us the emotion we need. Now we just need a rock song to go with it."

"I've got it!" Damian said. I smiled at him when he named the song. We had our set for sectionals.