Kurt's POV

He was driving home after helping Mr Schue decided on new talent for the glee club, thinking about what he said to him after about not letting a star burn out. He was right, as he was always. Kurt knew what he had to do get to New York one way or another audition for shows or go into fashion, he couldn't stay around here forever even if his soul mate was here in Lima and so much had changed. He began thinking about everyone who had moved on without him: Rachel, his best friend: Santana, his tormenter turned supporter: Mercedes, who once had a crush on him: Puck, the person who use to throw him in the dumpster everyday: Quinn, his old rival for Finn's attentions, Mike who had stood up for him against Karaofsky and then as his thoughts turned to Finn, his step brother, as he began backing up his drive his eyes did a double take as he thought he saw Finn running away from his front door.

No? Can it be? Finn come back or was it just because Kurt was missing him. It must have been that, the person had slighting different hair to Finn and was shorter. No it was just his imagination. Or was as he looked in his rear mirror he saw the guy standing there looking up at him, WOW! He did look a bit like Finn the mistake was easy to make what was he doing here. As he watched the Finn-lookalike noticed Kurt staring and ran to a car and drove away.

During dinner with his Sam, Burt and Carole who were both back from Washington, he decided to mention encounter with Finn-lookalike and to his surprise Burt had seen him at his tyre shop and Sam thought he noticed him at McKinley high in the car park. After some worrying glances between them all Burt changed the subject. "So when you going to New York?"

Kurt nearly choked on his food at the question, "What makes you think I'm going?"

"Son, seriously it's been your dream for so long, I'd hate to see you just give up on it just because of the NYADA knock back."

Kurt lulled on that comment for the rest of the evening.

Aylin's POV

Home was hard for her, don't get the wrong opinion she loved her parents but they were very set in tradition always strict when it comes to what clothes she's allowed to wear, where and when she can go out and whom she can see. She had to be careful everyday while at school and then when she came home. She hated living to separate lives but she wanted a different life to one her parents have had planned for he and she wanted to prove to people that not all Muslims were the same. As she walked into her room she quickly changed out of her clothes under her traditional dress and hid them before returning down stairs like nothing was up.

Artie's POV

It was the next day, the day of the announcements of the successful Glee club auditions and when any member could try out for being lead male or female vocalist. It was going to hard on him as he had to judge it so he couldn't be biased or take bribes. He had been reading up on directing tips and thought he was getting pretty good at it. Being a director meant being bossy and never letting your actors have any leeway, they had to perform perfectly or not at all, well that's what he though anyway. He rolled to notice board with 2 pieces of paper, 1 naming the successful applicants and 1 with a signup sheet for lead male and female vocalists which any glee club member could enter but they ahd to sing a song decided by Mr Schue and Artie

The 4 names were:

Wade Adams

Aylin Salameh

Ali Smiles

Mario Boothy

Just as he had finished Wade came over saw he was accepted and immediately put his name on the other signup sheet for lead vocals muttering to himself that they would be stupid not to give both leads to him, the he trotted off without even saying a hi or thank you to Artie. Artie just scoffed and began to role away when he saw Ali approaching the notice board and decided to atop and chat with his friends. "Hey Ali, you going down to the crip skip this weekend" he asked giving her a high five, as she stopped by her wheelchair.

He had at first felt jealous of Ali when he met her, as she had been put in a wheel chair when she was in car accident from the age of 3 she couldn't remember a time in her life that she wasn't in a wheel chair. Then he realised after his parents noticed his hostile attitude how lucky he was to have had time when he could run with his friends and walk by himself.

"No I won't be my parents say I got to study more as I'm a freshman, hey thanks fr getting me into Glee club I've always wanted to be part of a group."

"No problem and Ali, I didn't get you into glee club your talent did!"

"Thank you" she said blushing and began to reverse away but accidently bumped into a girl walking pass. "Sorry."

The large girl turned around with a evil glare on her face grabbing hold of Ali's wheelchair and tipping it over with very little difficulty while yelling

"Don't talk to me cripple, You'll see how sorry you are when you are rolling down the stairs." With that she walked off surrounded by other friends from her wrestling team leaving Ali on the floor crying.

Mr Schues POV

A knock sounded on the door of his office, he looked up to find a tall boy standing there, "Mr Schuester I was wondering if I could talk to you." He asked standing there looking rather familiar to him but he couldn't quite place it.

"Yeah of course. Blake isn't it. I have you for Spanish class right what's it about."

"I just want to let you know I won't be in your lesson this afternoon, I have a family emergency!" still talking with a rather older and mature expression, no hint of the teenager he looked like was there., in his voice or demeanour.

"Is everything ok, what's happened?" began Mr Schue looking rather concerned but before he could delve any deeper, Blake assured him everything was ok and sprinted to the car park.