Blaine's POV
It was Monday, he had now spent 2 days without Kurt, it just didn't feel right, and they had Skype, called and texted but it just felt so lonely without the one that he loved with him all the time but he knew things would change, that's what came with growing up. He now had time to worry about other stuff like friends. Wait speaking of friends, is that someone crying.
He looked around noticing it was coming from a classroom, he stood on his tip toes to peer in side. Is that Tina? He thought, pushing the door open he walked in. "Tina, you ok hun," he asked concerned approaching her, "Why you crying."
"Mike broke up with me on the phone, he said he can't handle being away from me so he has to forget about me and just be friends and that he met someone else at college," wept Tina, "I thought we would last forever, we were soul mates. First I didn't get my lead vocal and co-captain slot, then Mike dumped me for a slut. Why do people hate me," slamming her head on the desk. Blaine went around to her chair and put his comforting arms around her.
"People don't hate you, we all love you in Glee club, Mike probably still loves you and that's why he's letting you go, he probably thought it wasn't fair on you not to be able to be with the one you love, come on cheer up we got Glee club next," he said trying to raise a smile on her face. "Mr Schue has a big number for use to practice, it will take your mind off it."
Mr Schue's POV
On Monday there was a glee practice in the morning and Mr Schue had planned on practicing a number that would inspire new members and to get them prepared for their next assignment.
As everyone entered the Auditorium he gave out sheets of music to everyone with their parts on it then sat everyone down. "What do you think of when I say the New Directions."
"Me" blurted out Brittany.
"National Champs," said Blaine proudly.
"A Family," Sam said
"A Chance be someone," shouted out Aylin
"Special." screamed Sugar.
"Good times," said Tina
"Yes they are all true," replied Will though being rather worried about Brittany's suggestion. " I want you all to think of songs that shows what glee club is about and the one that I think is best and will make a good performance will be performed by the whole group at the prep Valley to gather new members." Everyone grinned at the assignment wanting to be the one who chose the best song to represent the club. "This song is an example of the type that would be well suited."
Once everyone knew the choreography they gave the song a go just before the bell went for lunch.
Brittany
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when you're young and you want some
Running around again
Running for running
Sam
Waking up
In the midday sun
What's to live for?
You could see what I've done
Staring at emotion
In the light of day
I was running
From the things that you'd say
New Directions
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when you're young and you want some
Running around again
Running for running
Running around again
Running for running
Blaine
I was a boy
At an open door
Why you staring
Do you still think that you know?
Looking for treasure
In the things that you threw
Like a magpie
I live for glitter, not you
New Directions
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when you're young and you want some
Sam
Now I'm sitting alone
I'm finally looking around
Left here on my own
I'm gonna hurt myself
Maybe losing my mind
I'm still wondering why
Had to let the world let it bleed dry
New Directions
We are not what you think we are
We are not what you think we are
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when you're young and you want some
Running around again
Running for running
Running around again
Running for running
Brittany
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
Aylin's POV
After Glee club she chased after Sam wanting to sit with him for lunch. "Hey Sam, you were really good in that song, I'd never heard you sing before but wow you were amazing," she winked at him, "I had an idea for the assignment but it really needs to people, so I was wondering if you wanted to do the duet that I suggested we do, maybe afterschool."
"Yeah that would be awesome but i've got football practice straight after school, shall i come around yours tonight?"
"NO! Remember what I told you yesterday., Can I come over yours." Imaginign in horror what ehr parents would have said if they her singing pop and rock songs and that she brought a non-turkish boy over
"Yeah it should be okay, Burt and Carole are out tonight," shrugged Sam, rather pleased with the turn of events.
"Cool, shall we get something to eat?"
Mr Schue's POV
"So how goes your ill attempted attempt at gaining new members for your lucky champions," asked Sue walking into he staff lounge like she owned the whole school and looking so proud at the bundle in her arms.
"Sue? Your back from maternity leave? Is this her? What's her name," asked Will quickly getting up from where he sat with his fiancé.
"Sorry Will, I wasn't listening, I was too busy looking at Jean's gorgeous face and please don't come any closer I don't want the outrageous amount of product in your hair drip onto Jean and burn her face off."
He quickly stepped back not wanting to annoy Sue especially now she had was a mother.
"I got a few new kids in New directions already, what about you Cheerios any new extraodiraary talent that might alsow ant to join Glee."
"One girl who could dance like hell, her name is Nellie but don't go thinking she'll go for Glee club she looks way to cool for that and to be true I don't want her to look at what you did to my star Quinn Fabray, Brittany and Suntan, you got one pregnant, mad and in a wheel chair, Glee then caused the other one liked girls which affected me by forcing me to find other girls private changing rooms away from her as they were scared foe her coming on to them and then Brittany, well Brittany was always Brittany. So I can't blame you for that," said Sue exasperated
Before he could retaliate a kid who reminded him of someone but he couldn't quite place it, came to the door and shouted out to him "Hey Schuester can I have a word with you." Not knowing who he was he walked over "Yeah sure what's your name, kid."
"I'm not a kid, and names Charlie, just Charlie. I was wondering if it still possible to audition for your Glee club," he mumbled.
"Yeah if you want we're always looking for new members, do you have a song you could sign if we go to the choir room now," asked Will rather enthusiastic now.
"Yeah got one all prepared been practising it for a week now." He told him as they left for the choir room and Mr Schue was surprised to find Artie and Ali already there, it looked liked Artie was teaching her wheelchair choreography, before Will could ask them politely to leave so he could audition Charlie but he spoke up instead. "Hey you 2, get out, Schue here is going to audition me for glee club."
"Whoah Charlie we don't speak to people like that these 2 are both members of the club, Artie is my assistant director and one of the original 5 from New Directions 4 years ago. He's going to help judge you, Ali you can stay too if you like," Will told them, rather apologetically to Ali. He couldn't believe this kids attitude; let's hope he can sing.
"Oh sorry bro I didn't know, well shall we do this?" he asked as Mr Schue, Artie and Ali lined up to watch him perform.
"The stage is yours," said Will gesturing.
"Cool, I'll be singing I get a kick out of You by Frank Sinatra"
My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically everything leaves me totally cold.
The exception I know is the case
When I'm out on a quiet spree,
Fighting vainly the old ennui,
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face.
I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all.
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you?
[ Lyrics from: f/frank+sinatra/i+get+a+kick+out+of+you_ ]
Some, they may go for cocaine.
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
It would bore me terrifically, too.
Yet I get a kick out of you.
I get a kick every time I see
You standing there before me.
I get a kick though it's clear to see
You obviously do not adore me.
Will held up his hand to stop him, " You can stop their Charlie."
"What wasn't I good?"
"No you were brilliant."
"Then why can't I finish the song I worked hard on." Said Charlie feeling a bit offended.
"Because I got everything I need to come to my office at the end of the day you'll have my answer."
Sam's POV
He couldn't believe his luck over luck Aylin had started flirting with him, he didn't mind, he liked her. McKinley obviously had a good effect on him before he came here no girlfriends, now since he's been here he's had 3 and possible another one very soon. She had kept flicking and touching her hair, brushing his hand and coming into his personal space but was she just leading him on. He put that thought to the back of his mind as Blake came up to him as he opened his locker.
"Hey Sam I've got some bad news, I've got a doctor's appointment and I can't make it to football practice tonight can you let Coach Beiste know, I'm sort of afraid of her."
"Yeah well you have every reason to be, she gave you a good position on the football team and it's only the second week and you have only made it to 2 practices out of 6, if you don't come to more you may find yourself of the team," warned Sam seriously, "I feel like your not telling us the whole truth, you got to be able to trust your team and a lot of us don't even know you, you hardly talk to us or socialise outside of practice when you do turn up."
"Hey lay off, you don't know what I got going on lay off," he snapped at him, " You don't know what I've been through, you or your firends haven't had it tough like me."
Sam got furious at this, Blake didn't know his or his friends lives, they had all been through different things that most teenagers will never have to face, so how dare he say that. Dropping his bag he shoved the jerk into the lockers "Don't you dare say that, you don't know whats happened in my life or my friends, maybe we could help you, there's one thing I know from everything I've been through and seen. You need people to lean on. If you don't want help fine but don't say other people haven't been through what you're going through if you don't know them." He picked up his bag and started walking away when Blake said something to him that made his blood boil.
"Go to hell, your nothing but a popular jock bully, I thought you were different."
Everyone had stopped in the corridor at this point watching the confrontation go down. Dropping his bag again Sam ambled up to him looking like he could thump him. Going face to face he whispered to him "I am different, other jocks wouldn't have offered to help you they would have just punched you," and with that he walked away and just left Blake there standing shocked.
Charlie's POV
"Schuester what's your decision," asked Charlie waltzing in without knocking.
"You do know its polite knock before entering someone's office."
"Sorry I just want to know so bad," apologised Charlie.
"Charlie your voice was brilliant it's rare to find such talent but your attitude is bad..."
"Hey you don't know my life or what I've been through," interrupted Charlie infuriated at his response.
"Wait let me finish, your attitude is bad and you're right I don't know you but I knew your brother!" revealed Will, picking up a file on his desk which said Charlie Hudson, "He's a good friend of mine."
Looking at the file he looked surprised, "So you know now, are you going to tell everyone that Quarterback and co-captain of New Directions Finn Hudson has a brother who wants to follow in his footsteps."
"So I'm guessing Finn and Carole don't know," waiting for a nod from Charlie, he continued, "well then I won't tell anyone, it's your decision. Finn called me today to say he is coming back in a week to visit, I can introduce you if you like."
"No thanks I want to do it on my own, but let me know when he's here, I'm staying at the motel in town."
"OK, wait what?" said a shocked William.
"My mum's dead, she died in a car crash 2 months ago, she left me some money that's when I decided to come down here and find my only family left I knew my Dad died ages ago and his surname was Hudson and that he had a family in Ohio. Then when I came to this school I found out Finn Hudson had graduated and joined the army, I just want a family again," he admitted quietly.
"I can help with that, come join glee club."
Aylin's POV
She had been hesitant about going to Sam's tonight, would he try something or would he stay being a gentleman but when she got their all those thoughts went away as he charmed and chatted to her.
"So what's this song your thinking we should do?" asked Sam sitting down on the couch next to her.
"Good Time by Owl City, I thought thats what Glee club is all about, right?"
"Yeah that's an awesome song," he agreed getting up and find the song on the computer, he pressed play, the pulled Aylin off the couch and began to sing.
Both
Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Sam
Woke up on the right side of the bed
What's up with this Prince song inside my head?
Hands up if you're down to get down tonight
Cuz it's always a good time.
Slept in all my clothes like I didn't care
Hopped into a cab, take me anywhere
I'm in if you're down to get down tonight
Cuz it's always a good time
By this point they were dancing around the living room with each other looking into each others eyes
Aylin
Good morning and good night
I wake up at twilight
It's gonna be alright
We don't even have to try
It's always a good time
Both
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.
Aylin
Freaked out, dropped my phone in the pool again
Checked out of my room hit the ATM
Let's hang out if you're down to get down tonight
Cuz it's always a good time
Good morning and good night
I wake up at twilight
Both
It's gonna be alright we don't even have to try
It's always a good time.
Both
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.
Both
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.
Sam
Doesn't matter when
It's always a good time then
Aylin
Doesn't matter where
It's always a good time there
Both
Doesn't matter when,
It's always a good time then
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time
As the song ended Sam went in for the kiss, caught off guard and I a good mood Aylin reciprocated but then realised what was happening pushed him away.
"Sam I'm sorry no, I can't get involved my family would be so mad I can't drag you into it." She said tearfully, picking up her bag and coat running of the house into her car crying. Leaving Sam stood their hurt but also feeling like he was an idiot, why did he choose then to make a move.
Aylin started to drive then halfway she stopped the car and just burst into tears, she hated her life, she liked Sam but couldn't risk going out with him as it would hurt both of them if her parents found out.
Authors Note
Thank you to everyone who is reading the story and enjoying it. Please review as it encourages me to write, any suggestions, constructive criticism or comments are welcome. Also Song suggestions or plot ideas are helpful I want to make this a story that appeals to everyone.
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