Staring at the white in the choir room, Sam began to feel anxious. Looking at the clock, he saw that it was a little past two. Soon, school would be out and the members of the new Glee Club would be arriving. At least, he hoped they would be arriving. Though he doubted that any of the members would stand up the meeting, the fear that the students would change their mind still lingered in the back of his head.

Pacing, he began to write the topic for the week on the board, but second guessing it, he erased it almost instantly. He went to rewrite it, just as the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Setting the marker down, he decided that he would just wait everyone to show up.

Isabelle was walking into the room less than a minute later, and Sam let out a breath that he didn't know he had been holding in. "Oh good, I'm the first one here. I thought that I would be late," the petite diva confessed to her teacher with a relieved grin, choosing a seat in the front row.

"You're just on time, no worries," Sam told her with a kind smile, just as Six and Dean walked into the room, seemingly in the middle of a semi-heated conversation. At least, heated on Dean's side.

"And I don't know how she could turn me down, man. I'm a chick magnet," Dean said with a scowl, flexing his muscles for emphasis, which made Isabelle scoff in the process. Six just chuckled at his friend.

"Maybe if you stopped showing off your guns like that, you might actually attract some 'chicks'," he taunted the other boy, before smiling at their teacher. "Hey there, Mr. Evans," he said politely, taking the seat behind Isabelle on the risers.

"Good to see you, Six," Sam said with a kind smile, watching as the other members filed in. As Lily came in with Sienna, he felt another weight lift off of his shoulders. After a few more minutes of waiting, he called the meeting to order. "This seems like it's everyone, so lets get started," he said, eyeing the one empty chair on the risers. No Hugh. "To start us off, let's all introduce ourselves. Who wants to start?" he asked.

Sienna rolled her eyes at this, and didn't hesitate to speak up. "Evans, we all know each other. We've gone to school every day for the past however long together, and if we didn't know each other before, we met in auditions," she reasoned, not in the mood to even be there, let alone sit in a circle and practically sing Kumbaya with them all.

Instead of acknowledging the snark of the Cheerio, Sam grinned and walked to the white board. "You just gave me an idea, Sienna, for the theme of the week, so thank you," he said, smirking at the evident dismay of the petite girl as she crossed her arms across her chest and slouched in her chair.

On the board, he wrote a single word, earning a few skeptical looks from the students.

YOU

"You all might know each other by name, but do you all really know each other? This week, I want you all to find songs that you think describe yourselves, and by the time we're all done, we'll all know each other much better," Sam reasoned with the group of teenagers, all of whom seemed to be rethinking their decision to join the Glee Club. "Anyone have a song in mind to start off the week?" he then asked.

On the risers, everyone seemed to be sharing the same thought - they were not going to be first. That is, everyone except Isabelle, who all but leapt out of her chair and into the front of the class. "I have a song," she told the teacher.

"By all means, go for it," Sam told her, stepping out of the way to give her the stage. Isabelle looked back at the pianist, who began playing the melody for her.

Listen,
I've got thirty-six expressions-
Sweet as pie to tough as leather,
And that's six expressions more
Than all them Barrymores put together.
Instead of just kicking me
Why don't they give me a lift?
It must be a plot,
'Cause they're scared that I got
Such a gift-well, I'm miffed-'cause

I'm the greatest star-
I am by far, but no one knows it!
Wait, they're gonna hear a voice,
A silver flute-ah hah, ah hah-
They'll cheer each toot (Hey! I hear she's terrific)
When I expose it!

Now, can't you see to look at me
That I'm a natural Camille?
As Camille I just feel
I've so much to offer.
Listen kid, I know I'd be divine because
I'm a natural cougher.

Some ain't got it-not a lump,
I'm a great big clump of talent!
Laugh!
They'll bend in half.
(Did you ever hear the story about the traveling salesman?)
A thousand jokes:
Stick around for the jokes,
A thousand faces.

I reiterate,
When you're gifted,
Then you're gifted,
These are facts-I got no axe to grind.
Hey, what are they-blind?
In all of the world so far
I'm the greatest star!

Who is the pip with piz-azz?
Who is all ginger and jazz?
Who is as glamorous as?
Who's an American Beauty rose
With an American Beauty nose,
And ten American Beaty toes,
Eyes on the target, and wham-
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Ziegfeld, here I am!

I'm the greatest star,
I am by far,
But no one knows it!
That's why I was born-
I'll blow my horn
Till someone blows it!
I'll light up like a light
Right up like a light

I'll flicker, then flare up
All the world's gonna stare up
Lookin' down
You'll never see me-
Try the sky,
'Cause that'll be me.
I can make 'em cry,
I can make 'em sigh,
Someday they'll clamor
For my dram-er.

Have you guessed yet,
Who's the best yet?
If you ain't I'll tell you one more time.
You bet your last dime
In all of the world so far
I'm the greatest, greatest star!

"That was wonderful, Isabelle, really," Sam told the freshman, who beamed at the praise. "What were you trying to say about yourself by choosing that song?" he then asked her.

"Basically, I wanted to say that I feel like my talent has gone unnoticed until now, and that I'm not going to stop until I'm a star," Isabelle said with a shrug. "The song speaks for itself, don't you think?" she asked.

"Yeah, and it says 'self-absorbed," Dean whispered to Six, only everyone in a three foot radius heard him, including Mr. Evans. While the students snickered, Sam took a deep breath. It was already shaping up to be a rough year.


I am so so so so so so sorry that this took so long. My family took an impromptu trip for the past 3 weeks that just happened to have limited wifi, and I've been busy getting ready for Senior year. So this is a bit rushed, but I didn't want anyone thinking that I'd given up on this story. Thank you for reading!