A/N: So, I've stayed up terribly late trying to finish this, and I hope it was worth it. I had to make slight changes to the characters, but I will explain that at the end. Peyton's POV was mostly written by FindAReasonToSmile, with a few edits on my part. However, the rest is entirely written by me, using other people's OC's.

Just to make things clear, the following events are happening at roughly the same time, just to different people.

Oh, and FYI, since I should probably put a disclaimer here: I don't own Glee, but I do own all of these characters now. Mwahahaha.

Peyton Harley POV

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep Beep.

"Shut. UP!" I screamed while aimlessly searching for my alarm clock, which continued to beep.

"You know, clocks don't talk back," a high voice from the end of my bed told me, causing me to jump in fright.

"What the hell, Romeo?" I said, trying to get my heartbeat back to its normal rhythm.

"You said a bad word!" the figure at the edge of my bed accused. "I'm telling!"

"Whatever. Why are you in my room and why are you sitting at the end of my bed staring at me"? I asked the small 7 year old who I had the pleasure of calling my step brother.

You could tell I wasn't related to him as he had black curly hair, blue eyes, and was quite tanned, like his dad and 2 sisters, whereas I had brown hair, grey eyes, and looked like I was part of the undead.

"I wasn't staring, for one," he mumbled, "and Eve told me to tell you to get up or she will throw your coffee down the drain and you will have to walk to school because she's not waiting for you." With that, he jumped off the bed and ran out of my room.

Eve was my mother. I could never tell if she was serious or not because she switched moods so easily. I decided not to risk it and got out of bed. I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans, a slim fitting purple and black checkered shirt, my black and white Converse hi-tops, and my usual dog tags, and headed to the shower. Before I got in, however, I checked my phone for new messages and noticed one from Taylor:

Hey! Want me to give you a ride? Kurt is letting me use his convertible and it's just calling your name. See ya soon! Tay xo

I smiled at the text before realizing she put "xo" at the end. Did it mean anything? Did that mean she liked me too? Nah, she probably just signed all of her texts like that. I was about to say yes when I remembered that my mother wanted to drive me to school. I replied quickly to her text:

I would love to, but my mom wants to drive me to school 'cuz it's the first day. Meet me at the Lima Bean tonight? Pey xo

Satisfied that I had replied well to her text, I hopped into the shower and finished getting ready for the first day of school.

My mother pulled up into the parking lot of William McKinley High School 45 minutes later.

"You ready for your first day?" she asked me as I stared at the massive crowd of teens

waiting to get into the school. I was trying to find Taylor or at least someone that I knew, but I had no luck.

"No, I'm not ready," I said truthfully. "Why can't I go to private school like them?" I pointed at my 2 brothers and stepsister, who were all sitting in the back.

"Because we don't have enough money to send you as well," she said, looking away from me. However, I knew she was lying.

"Wow. We both know that's a lie," I told her, getting angry now , "and we both know it's because I'm thick." I added the last part even though I knew she would be upset.

"Your not thick, Peyton," she told me. "You can't help having dyslexia."

"Whatever you say," I muttered before stepping out of the car and walking towards the school, not even bothering to say bye.

I walked into the crowded hallway and pushed past the crowds of people who gave me odd stares which I interpreted as them saying, "Who are you?"

This is going to be a long year, I thought just as I got pushed into the wall by some large guy and his mate. Neither of them seemed to notice me.

A piece of paper that had been stuck to the wall fell to the floor face up.

"Glee Club Auditions," I read out loud, which caused a girl standing near me to give me a odd look. I turned away from her and blushed.

I picked up the piece of paper and stuck it back where I figured it belonged.

Should I audition? I thought, looking over the piece of paper again. It wouldn't do any harm, I guess, Then again, I could sing really badly. Oh well, I might as well join some club so I'm not a complete outsider. I grabbed a pen from my backpack and signed my name on the first line.

I stood back and looked at my signature, smiling to myself. Well, this should be fun, I thought before heading off to find the Principals office.

Tristan Williams POV

I was very nervous for the first day of school. Sure, I knew everyone from the year before, but I still didn't want to go. Even though I had friends, a lot of people didn't like me, so I was considered somewhat of an outsider. I just hoped that I wouldn't get slushied. Just in case, I packed an extra set of clothes.

I quickly said goodbye to my father and kissed my mother on the cheek before leaving the house and getting into my new black car. I had gotten it for my 17th birthday because I had made honour roll in both freshman and sophomore year. I buckled my seatbelt, checked behind me, and pulled out of the driveway.

As I made my way to school, I thought about Emily. We had dated for 6 months, so our breakup in May was nearly unbearable for me. I had truly loved her, but apparently she couldn't date me because it "ruined her image". In any event, I was still not over her, and I was going to change that this year. I would win her back. But how?

I pulled into the school parking lot and checked my phone. I had a text from Emily, of all people. It said:

Hey Tris, it's Em here. I just wanted to let you know that I'm signing up for Glee Club. You should join too. The sheet is by the chorus room, right next to the Cheerios sign-up list. Other than me, there's only one other person on the list. Talk to ya later! Em

I smiled as I realized that this could be my chance to win her back. Serenading her would work. She'd be mesmerized by my romance and I would sweep her off her feet. I was a decent singer, so I could probably pull it off, with the help of a few other Glee Club members. Now, to sign that sheet...

Cable Aldwin POV

"Oi, Cable. It's 7AM. Get up. You still need to get fresh and go downstairs. Not to mention that you've gotta get your bowl and have cereal." Bryce's voice woke me from my already uneasy slumber.

"Bry, really? Did you honestly just quote Rebecca Black?" I asked him, pushing away the comforters and stretching.

"Listen, bro. Never say never," he replied, and I snorted.

"Honestly, Bry, quoting Justin Bieber puts you right up there on the gay scale. And that's MY opinion." Bryce always teased me about being gay, even though most people thought he and I had reversed sexualities. I somehow managed to blend in, while he was considered the most flamboyant of the two of us. However, since I came out last year, people have started to group us together and pick on us both. Maybe this year would be different.

I went down the stairs, pushing and shoving my brother the whole way down. We laughed as we tripped over each other to reach the cereal first. We were always making stupid competitions, which I usually won. Bryce said this was because he was "the older twin" and that it was "his duty" to allow me to win. Please. 15 minutes doesn't make much of a difference.

We both finished getting ready for school and headed out to the bus stop. My parents wished Bryce a good first day but ignored me, as usual. Ever since I came out to them, they've been all but neglecting me. Their homophobia was so bad that I found my brother protecting me all the time. I hated it, but it had to be done.

Thankfully, the bus ride was uneventful. Nobody made any comments about Bryce or I. However, as soon as we got off the bus, we were hit by at least four slushies, all of them cherry. I heard somebody yell, "Welcome back, homos!" and, when I had cleared the slushie out of my eyes, I saw several members of the football team staring back at me, waiting to see what our reactions would be. Bryce and I simply walked away and headed to the bathroom to clean up.

On our way there, we noticed the Glee Club audition list. I had wanted to try out last year, but since I had just come out, I didn't want to add fuel to the fire. My brother hadn't either for the same reason. To hell with what the haters will think, I thought, and from Bryce's expression, I could tell he was thinking the same thing. I picked up a pencil from the ground and wrote both of our names on the list. After I had finished signing, we continued on with our journey to clean the syrup off our clothes and skin.

We cleaned up and walked out of the men's room together. As we exited, two jocks who were walking into the restroom shoved us to the side and yelled, "Wrong bathroom, ladies." Ah, welcome back indeed.

Callum Robinson POV

"Pass it over here!" I yelled as I neared the touchdown zone. My teammate passed the ball to me and I crossed the line with it, scoring the winning points. We all gathered at the center of our field and did our victory dance. Too bad this was just a scrimmage between a few of the football players, but still, a victory was a victory. I said goodbye to my teammates before heading into the school.

I was passing the auditorium when I heard a beautiful song being played on the piano. I didn't recognize it, so I decided to enter the room and was amazed by what I saw.

A beautiful girl with black hair pulled back into a bun was dancing on stage. She was short, but her legs were long in proportion to her body. She was moving so gracefully, spinning and jumping like I'd never imagined possible. The song that was being played was amazing, but the dancer was beyond words. I instantly fell in love with her. It took me a while to recognize her, but I finally realized who the dancer was. It was Zoe, a girl from my history class. She was terribly shy, so I had never actually talked to her.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and Bree Tanner, another one of my classmates, stepped out from behind the piano. I was so distracted by Zoe's dancing that I hadn't noticed her there. Bree was shy too but extremely gifted in music. I wouldn't have been surprised if she had written the song herself. She crossed the stage and started talking to Zoe. I could barely hear what they were talking about.

"Wow, Zoe, you were amazing!" Bree gushed. "Did you say that you wrote lyrics for that too?"

Zoe smiled. "Yes, I did, but I don't know if I could sing them because the music is just too beautiful to be tampered with. You are such an amazing songwriter."

"Thanks! I think we could easily use that for our Glee Club auditions, although I have another song in mind. Think you could sing it yourself?"

"Um, you mean all alone?" Zoe asked, seeming unsure. "I don't know if I could do it alone."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine," Bree assured her. "I'll help you practice, if you want."

"That would be great! Thanks!" Zoe said, linking her elbow with Bree's. "Now, let's go sign our names on the audition list!" With that, the two girls walked off the stage.

As soon as they left, I decided to sign up for Glee Club. I was a pretty good singer and an OK dancer, so I thought I'd be alright. I regained my composure and headed off to find the list before anyone noticed me.

Luther Morgan POV

"Luther, could you get the coffee for me? It's on the top shelf of the cupboard, right next to the cereal," my dad said, pointing from the slightly lower position of his wheelchair. My dad had been paralyzed since he was in a drunk driving accident, and he couldn't reach many things in the kitchen. Since Mom was nowhere to be found, I needed to help him with his morning routine, but I didn't mind because I loved Dad more than he knew.

I handed him a cup of coffee that I had already brewed for him in anticipation of his request. He thanked me quite a bit and wheeled himself into the living room to watch the news. When he did this, I continued on with my morning routine, becoming more and more excited about my first day. This would be the year that I would win Rachel's love. I had loved her since I met her the first day of second grade. She had the most adorable ringlets, and although she could be a know-it-all sometimes, she was very kind and amazingly talented. I knew that she only thought of me as a best friend and that she liked Sloan, but I would still beat him and get the girl. This would be my year.

After making sure that Dad was all set, I headed out of the house and climbed aboard the bus, which had just arrived. Thankfully, since nobody knew my secret and thought I was just a typical teenage boy, the bus ride was quiet, and nobody bothered me. I got off the bus and walked towards my locker, which was right next to the chorus room.

When I got to my locker, I noticed Sloan and Rachel together in front of some list. They were chatting loudly and standing very close to each other. I clenched my fists together as I tried to listen in to their conversation.

"...and I really think you should sign up," Rachel was saying to Sloan. "We have lots of fun, and you'll meet a lot of new people."

"I don't know," said Sloan. "I don't think the team would approve of me joining."

Rachel pouted, which was one of the cutest things I had ever seen, and replied, "Well, at least try out. For me?"

Sloan sighed and smiled at her. "All right, but only because I like you." They both signed a piece of paper and walked away, continuing their conversation. I immediately walked over to the list and checked to see what it was about.

Glee Club Auditions, it read. Underneath the heading were several names, including a few people that I had met at the party, and others I knew from classes. Oh, and of course, Rachel. Even though I was scared of performing in front of large crowds, I wrote my name down anyways and walked to my first class. What did I have to lose?

Brianna Puckerman POV

I walked down the halls feeling more confident than ever. I was wearing my Cheerios outfit, so not only did I know that I was on top, but everybody else did, too. Coach Sylvester had promoted me to head cheerleader because I was the most talented person on the team. The fact that Quinn Fabray, a former head Cheerio, was my mother didn't hurt. Coach had always favoured me for that reason. I think she truly cared about Mom, which is something that can't be said about most people. Coach doesn't like most people.

Anyways, as I was walking towards math class, my first one of the day, I noticed Luther standing at his locker. Surprisingly, Santana wasn't with him. She was his bodyguard, and she usually went everywhere with him. Santana used to be one of Mom's best friends and a talented Cheerio, but she and my mother had a huge argument years ago that forced them not to speak. Santana never liked me because I was "the devil's spawn." That stopped me from being able to get the love of my life, Luther.

I had never actually talked to him, but I was head over heels for him. It figured that the most popular girl in the school, who all the boys wanted, only saw the one guy who wouldn't go for her. But that was about to change because I was gonna snag him by Christmas. I had a plan, and Satan— I mean, Santana— was the only thing stopping me. This was going to be easy.

I was so focused on plotting that I almost missed seeing Luther sign a piece of paper posted on the wall. At first, I was confused, because it looked like the Cheerios audition list, but as I looked closer, I saw that it was a list for Glee. I had no interest in singing whatsoever, and I knew Coach Sylvester would be furious, but I wrote my name on the line right below Luther's. I had created a new plan. I would wow him with my performing skills. Winning the perfect boyfriend was gonna be a piece of cake.

Ash Bryant POV

I couldn't stop thinking about Taylor Hummel. Her eyes were like pools of clear, cool water, and her hair was like curls of ribbon. I didn't know much Spanish, but I did know that Taylor was muy caliente. I had to get her to be my girlfriend, but I had no clue how. I didn't know much about her interests or hobbies, so I needed to find out what they were. I would need to observe her to figure it out.

I immediately spotted her sitting in the principal's office, probably waiting for her schedule. She was sitting next to another girl and chatting with her. Apparently the girl, who I believe was named Peyton, said something funny, because I could hear her melodious laugh through the door. It was music to my ears. High-fiving several people as they passed in the hallway, I waited for Taylor to leave, then followed her on her way to what I assumed was her locker.

Coincidentally, her locker was right near mine. It was across the hall from mine, right next to the choir room. I waited for her to put her backpack into her locker and was about to go over to talk with her when she turned to a list on the wall and wrote her name down near the middle of the paper. After she did this, she started walking towards her first class. I caught her eye and smiled at her, and she returned the look before walking away. I waited till she was out of sight before dashing over to the list and putting my name down. I recognized a few of the names, but others were unfamiliar. I knew I would meet them soon because I was going to ace the audition and impress Taylor. I read the date for tryouts. Apparently, they were today after school. I sent my mom a quick text letting her know that I would be late getting home before heading to my first class. This was going to be a long day.

A/N: The edit that I had to make was the fact that Luther likes Rachel. Originally, he was supposed to like Emily, but I completely spaced that until the end, and I was too lazy to change it. Sorry, BornThisWay201f. Please forgive me.

I have (mostly) finished Chapter 3 because my Brit friend had already written it for me, but I will wait till tomorrow to post it. It will be in two parts so I won't overload y'all like these two chapters.

Thanks for reading. Klisses to all!