When auditions were over and everyone had finally cleared out of the auditorium, Sam remained in his seat to look over his notes. Almost everyone had shown up that had signed up; even Sienna and Dean, who had no choice about being in the club, had the decency to show up and audition for the sake of participating. Only Hugh and Lily didn't show, which he chalked up to peer pressure from their respective teams as well as a fear of their social standings going down the drain. This still meant that he was two people short to be able to compete at Sectionals, a fact he knew Sue would throw in his face if he didn't fix this quickly.

Hastily shoving his things into his bag, Sam started heading for the Football field. He knew the team practiced until 6:15, and was relieved to see he had a few minutes to spare before all of the boys retired to the locker room. His eyes scanned the field and he became nostalgic watching the team play, thinking of his days playing with Finn and Puck, running up and down the field without a care in the world besides having to put up a stronger defense.

"Number 8, come here," he called, and Hugh looked up from the huddle he was in. At the sight of Sam standing there, and impatient look in his eyes, he scowled but jogged over anyways, peeling his helmet off of his head.

"What's up, Mr. Evans?" He asked nonchalantly, wiping some sweat off his brow as his messy brown curls fell into his eyes. He knew exactly why the gym teacher was there on the field, and it certainly wasn't to talk formations. "Can't this wait like, five more minutes? We just have one more drill to run," he informed him, but Sam shook his head.

"You wasted my time so I'm about to waste yours, Sanford. Where were you at my Glee auditions?" Sam asked the Quarterback, who looked like he was searching for his own form of the truth. "And while I'm asking, where was Lily at?" the older man added, crossing his arms over his chest/

Finally, he sighed and said, "I just can't do it. It's my Junior year and colleges are going to start scouting soon. I need to be focused, and Glee will be a distraction. Plus, I don't want to deal with the guys on the team. If I join, I might as well drop Football," he told his teacher. "Glee Club is for losers, Mr. Evans, and as much as I love singing, I can't handle that," he told the teacher. "I don't know about Lily, either. I know she was still messed up from a party over the weekend this morning, but she didn't tell me she wasn't going to show up for your auditions. You'll have to ask her," he muttered, tearing his eyes away from Sam, who couldn't hide the disappointment in his face.

"I intend to ask her. As for you, Hugh...I expected a lot more from you. I didn't think you were the type to let your teammates dictate your life. If you ever decide that you can handle Glee, there's a spot waiting for you," Mr. Evans told the young man, patting his shoulder before letting him jog back to his practice.


Hannah wasn't exactly pleased with how her Glee audition had gone, but then again, when was she ever fully content with one of her performances? She had even accompanied herself, a move she hoped would distinguish herself from the rest of the Club immediately. Currently seated in the Band Room, listening to Isabelle go on and on about how confident she felt with her own audition, she couldn't help but wish she could just share that feeling with her, or even relate to it.

"Hannah Majors, it's your turn to the stage," Mr. Evans called, giving one of his staple grins as he scanned the seats for her. She stood up and walked her way up, her head held high the entire time even though on the inside, she felt like a ball of goo.

She whispered in the ear of the accompanist, a minor plea for the piano that she was glad no one had to hear, and smiled confidently as she took his place on the small bench in front of the keys.

"I'm Hannah Majors, and I'll be performing La Vie en Rose," she said, before beginning to play the melody out. "The Edith Piaf version," she then rushed out nervously, continuing to play the music after her abrupt pause.

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens,
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche,
Voilà le portrait sans retouche
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas,
Je vois la vie en rose.1

Il me dit des mots d'amour,
Des mots de tous les jours,
Et ça me fait quelque chose.

Il est entré dans mon cœur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause.

C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie,
Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie.

Et dès que je l'aperçois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon cœur qui bat

Des nuits d'amour à ne plus en finir
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place
Des ennuis, des chagrins, s'effacent
Heureux, heureux à en mourir.

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas,
Je vois la vie en rose.

Il me dit des mots d'amour,
Des mots de tous les jours,
Et ça me fait quelque chose.

Il est entré dans mon cœur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause.

C'est toi pour moi, moi pour toi dans la vie,
Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie.

Et dès que je t'aperçois
Alors je sens dans moi
Mon cœur qui bat

Holding the last note out for a moment, Hannah finally opened her eyes, which she had let flutter shut about halfway through the song. She had just let herself go through the motions, the music speaking for her.

Sam was beside himself, thrilled that someone with this level of musical talent was joining the Glee Club. "You're in!" he exclaimed.

So what if Mr. Evans had accepted her? That didn't mean it has been her best performance, and while the diva in front of her rambled on about her audition, she started making a list in her head of things she needed to correct for the next time.

Isabelle was no idiot, though, and could tel that Hannah was doing anything but listening to her. "Oh, and I'm thinking about shaving my head," she said casually, raising one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows at the absent look in Hannah's eyes as she nodded and said, "that's great."

"Do you even know what I'm talking about, or are you going all Mozart on me and going deaf?" Isabelle asked her friend, huffing dramatically just to prove her point.

"Mozart didn't go deaf, Isa. You're thinking of Beethoven," Hannah corrected quickly, finally looking over at the frustrated freshman sitting across from her .

"Oh, so you heard that but nothing else that I had to say," the dramatic brunette scoffed, standing up in a hurry. "I'll leave you to your thoughts, then, since they're more important than what I had to say," she snapped, shouldering her tote bag in one fluid motion. Before Hannah could even blink, the other girl was stalking her way out of the room with her nose in the air; If there was one thing her cousin Rachel had taught her, it was how to execute the perfect storm out.

It wasn't her fault that she was proud of the performance she had put on, and so what if she talked about it (or even bragged a little). She hadn't spent years in vocal lessons just to half ass her way through a Glee Club audition. If she was going to be a big star on Broadway some day, she was going to have to make herself shine, no matter what the performance opportunity was.

"Mr. Evans, you don't mind if we dance in our auditions, do you?" Isabelle called to the teacher the second she walked onto the stage. She didn't necessarily care what his answer was because frankly, she was prepared to do her choreography whether he liked it or not.

"If you have something you prepared, by all means, go for it. I'm ready when you are," Sam replied, smiling at the girl, who vaguely reminded him of Rachel for some odd reason.

"Hi, I'm Isabelle Skylar, and I'll be performing 'Edge of Glory' by Lady Gaga. Thank you," she said, as the accompanist began to play her music.

There ain't no reason you and me should be alone
Tonight yeah baby, tonight yeah baby
But I got a reason that you-hoo should take me home tonight

I need a man that makes it right when it's so wrong
Tonight yeah baby, tonight yeah baby
Right on the limit's where we know we both belong tonight

It's time to feel the rush to push the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we'll both fall far in love

I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment with you

I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge,
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge

As she belted this out, she began her choreography, gracefully moving across the stage as she continued singing.

I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hangin' on a moment with you
I'm on the edge with you

Another shot before we kiss the other side
Tonight yeah baby, tonight yeah baby
I'm on the edge of something final we call life tonight alright, alright

Put on your shades 'cause I'll be dancing in the flames
Tonight yeah baby, tonight yeah baby
It isn't hell if everybody knows my name tonight alright, alright

It's time to feel the rush to push the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall far in love

I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment with you

I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge,
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge

I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hangin' on a moment with you

I'm on the edge with you
I'm on the edge with you
I'm on the edge with you

I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment with you

I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge,
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge

I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment with you
I'm on the edge with you
I'm on the edge with you
I'm on the edge with you
I'm on the edge with you

At the very end of the song, she executed a triple pirouette before sliding to the floor and falling into a side split. She was beaming while also panting, exhausted from all the movement.

Sam was impressed with how well she sung even while dancing, and he made a mental note to text Rachel after auditions were over. "Thanks, Isabelle. Welcome to Glee Club!"

Even now as she thought about it, she could help but beam with pride. She couldn't wait to start competing as a club, and she definitely had a lot of ideas to share with Mr. Evans. Their first meeting couldn't come fast enough for her.


Sienna was changing out of her uniform in the locker room after Cheerios practice when she confronted Lily. "Where were you yesterday at auditions? I distinctly remember seeing you before last period and saying to you, 'see you in hell,' to which you replied, 'Satan would burn you before me,'" the Latina ranted as the taller girl rounded the corner to start changing as well. "And then, when I finally walked into that auditorium, prepared to suffer with you, you were nowhere to be found. You should have seen the look on Evans' face when he called your name and you weren't there. I swear, the man went beet red," she informed her friend, giggling as she pulled her top over her head.

"I just couldn't make it. I felt sick still and didn't feel like showing up," Lily said lamely as she slipped out of her Cheerios skirt and into a pair of jeans. "Anyways, it's not like I signed up seriously. Hugh dared me to. What kind of loser signs up for Glee Club by choice?" She asked with a smirk, her head snapping when she someone drop a bag.

There was Jenny, looking at the older Cheerios like a deer in the headlights. "Sorry, I, uh, I just , uh, I'll be going," she stammered out, scrambling to pick up her bag. Her face was hot, and she was unable to hide her embarrassment as Sienna and Lily watched her. She was the kind of loser that they were giggling about, and she just wanted to get out of there, and fast.

"Where are you rushing off to, Jen? We don't bite," Sienna joked, though she added, "hard," with a laugh afterwards. "You haven't even changed yet. I was just wearing Lils here out for not showing up yesterday," she informed her, even though she was fairly certain that the freshman had heard the whole of their conversation.

"And I was just telling Sienna that Glee Club isn't my style. You guys are going to need someone to stay fully committed to Cheerios anyhow, because when Coach Roz finds out you're splitting Cheerio time with Glee Club, I'll have to save your asses," Lily said, throwing her hair up in a messy ponytail. "I was doing you all a favor by not going yesterday, whether you think so or not."

Jenny stayed quiet as she started to change, not sure what she could really interject in the conversation without being chastised by one of them. She was surprised that they didn't mind her changing near them to begin with. Glancing over at them, she couldn't help but feel inadequate when comparing herself to the older girls. They looked like models straight out of Teen Vogue, while she looked like she hadn't even started puberty, and yet somehow they were on the same team, so she had to be doing something right.

"Hugh didn't show up either, you know. I bet Evans thought you two were hooking up instead of showing up to his silly sing-along-show-and-tell extravaganza," Sienna taunted, making Lily and Jenny both blush, but for different reasons. "I saw you two dancing together at one point Saturday. Are you guys a thing?" She asked, eager for the gossip, while Jenny tried her hardest to tune them out. Lola would love to hear this all, and she knew it, but she just felt like she was intruding. As Lily began on a tangent about how she and Hugh were no more of a "thing" than she and Six were, Jenny started thinking about her audition.

Her hands were shaking as she reached for the mic, and she stammered a bit as she managed out, "I'm Jenny Rogers, and I'll be singing Cool Kids by Echosmith."

Mr. Evans had told her to take her time, noting that she looked a bit pale as she walked up to the stage, but she wasn't about to make a scene or hold up everyone else. She saw him giving her a reassuring smile, and she took a deep breath then started singing.

She sees them walking in a straight line,
That's not really her style
And they all got the same heartbeat
But hers is falling behind.
Nothing in this world could
Ever bring them down
Yeah, they're invincible, and she's just in the background
And she says

I wish that I could be like the cool kids
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Like the cool kids

He sees them talking with a big smile
But they haven't got a clue
Yeah, they're living the good life
Can't see what he is going through
They're driving fast cars
But they don't know where they're going
In the fast lane, living life without knowing
And he says

I wish that I could be like the cool kids
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Like the cool kids

I wish that I could be like the cool kids
'Cause all the cool kids they seem to get it
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Like the cool kids

And they said
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Like the cool kids

I wish that I could be like the cool kids
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Like the cool kids

I wish that I could be like the cool kids
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to get it
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Like the cool kids

Once she had started singing, her voice remained steady, never faltering. She smiled faintly when Mr. Evans loudly clapped for her. "Welcome to Glee Club, Jenny," he said kindly. Sure, she was quiet when she sang, but that was nothing they couldn't work on with time.

Sienna was actually after her, so though Mr. Evans had told them that they could leave once their auditions were over, Jenny took her seat yet again to watch her sing. The trouble making Cheerio trudged her way to the stage, scowling the whole way up. "Is this really necessary?" she said into the mic, glaring daggers.

"Absolutely. You can start whenever," Sam said, nodding up at her. She didn't even bother to introduce herself before starting in on her song.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

My daddy says that life comes at you fast
We all like blades of grass
We come to prime and in time we just wither away
And it all changes
My view with a looking glass won't catch the past
Only photographs remind us of the passing of days
Oh nothing stays the same from yesteryears
See I recall being afraid of the dark
And holding on to teddy bears
I'd wrap myself in blankets just to cover me from fears
That was then and now I'm here
And the night is mine

So hear me scream
I was too young to understand what it means
I couldn't wait til I could be seventeen
I thought he lied when he said take my time to dream
Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
I'm seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Seventeen
Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen

My mother said don't forget where you come from, where you've been
Always keep your closest friends they can't slip away
They keep you grounded
Oh keep yourself surrounded with good advice
And yeah I guess that sounded nice when I was ten
Oh but never were there truer words
In all my days I've ever heard
And when she told me little girl the answer is love
So those are words that I keep with me
Though the seasons change so quickly
Keep them buried in my heart
And never fought

So hear me scream
I was too young to understand what it means
I couldn't wait 'til I could be seventeen
I thought she lied when she said take my time to breathe
Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
I'm seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Seventeen
Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen

I been goin' on, I been growin' up
I'm a know it all, I don't know enough
See I was racing and waiting for the day that I would be old enough
Guess I'll be patient and pace myself gotta prepare for when goings rough

I was too young to understand what it means
I couldn't wait 'til I could be seventeen
I thought she lied when she said take my time to breathe
Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen
Ohh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
I'm seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Seventeen
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Seventeen
Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen

Sam clapped along with everyone who was left in the auditorium when she finished her song, pleased with how well she performed. Even if she didn't want to be a part of the club, she was going to be a valuable asset, and he had a feeling that it would help her in the long run.

"You're in, Sienna, but you already knew that," he joked slightly, chuckling when he saw the troublemaker roll her eyes. Jenny smiled when she did this, thought she quickly ducked her head when Sienna started heading back in her direction to get to her seat.

Lily finished fixing her makeup in a small compact mirror around the time that Jenny was finishing dressing out. "See you around, newbie," she said with a smirk, and Sienna gave her a single nod, and then they both were gone, leaving Jenny standing alone, confused as to what had just happened. Lola wasn't going to believe this.


I promise promise promise that the last of the auditions will be in the next chapter. I got this one out a a lot because I felt bad about keeping you waiting on the last chapter, plus I had a bit of free time. Sorry if you're not into the flashback auditions; I am, and I think it helps to move the story along. Songs featured in this chapter were "La Vie en Rose" by Edith Piaf, "Edge of Glory" by Lady Gaga, "Cool Kids" by Echosmith, and "Seventeen" by Alessia Cara. Thank you for reading!