Here is the first introduction chapter! Don't worry if your character is not in this chapter, there are two more introduction chapters. I hope you like it, and thanks again for letting me use your amazing characters! Please review!

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Will would be lying if he said he wasn't a little stunned due to seeing that girl sitting on the piano bench; she just looked so energetic and at ease with what she was playing, he'd never expect to see that type of reaction under their current circumstances. To be honest, Will didn't even know what to say to the young student, so he decided to let her speak first.

"My name is McKenzie Maria Sparks, but please call me Kenzie. I am here to join the New Directions!" The brunette exhibited cheerfully.

Will was very surprised to see someone with so much enthusiasm for Glee Club, but he knew he had to break the news to her. "McKenzie," he started.

"Kenzie," she corrected.

"Kenzie," he repeated, "New Directions doesn't exist anymore."

The girl looked confused, and she stood up. Will was shocked at how small she was, but figured it would be best if he didn't say anything. "Please correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't New Directions win Nationals a few years back?"

Will replied, sensing the girl's unawareness to the whole situation. "Look, Kenzie. The Glee Club isn't very popular here. In fact, the entire school hates us. There is no interest. The group of kids that made it to Nationals was a special group. I just don't think it's possible to do it again. I'm so sorry."

Will expected to see the girl looking sad, or at least lose some confidence, but instead she still had that confident smile firmly plastered on her face. "I'll see what I can do about that," she said. Will watched her walk away, wondering what he had just gotten himself into.

That night, Kenzie stayed up late designing and printing out piles of flyers advertising the Glee Club and sign-up sheets for New Directions. Her dad had raised an eyebrow when he'd saw the multicolored papers flung around her room, but just chuckled and kissed her, wishing her luck.

The next day, Kenzie was walking down the hallway with a stack of sign-up sheets in her hand. She had just posted one on the wall and was turning around when she crashed into something. She would have hit the ground, but two strong arms wrapped around her waist and caught her before she fell to the floor. She looked up into the prettiest blue eyes she had ever seen and managed to mumble out the only thing she could think of that wouldn't make her sound like a total klutz. "Hi, my name is Kenzie."

The boy helped her back on her feet, and shook her hand, "I'm Eric. I'm new here at McKinley."

They both had already started picking up sheets before she replied, "Me too. I just moved here from Tennessee." Kenzie stood up, and saw him look her over. The expression on his face explained it all. "I know, I'm short. I have a growth disorder," the 4'11 sophomore said bluntly, wondering how long it was going to take for people to get used to her size. She probably looked smaller than she actually was to him, considering that he was definitely over six foot.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to insult you. I'm promise." He looked at her and paused, she loved the way he looked at her, no boy had ever looked at her like that before. Then started up again, "Anyways, I saw that these were sign-up sheets for a Glee Club. I like to perform, and was wondering if there might be room for me?"

She mulled it over for a second, and realized he looked like the type of guy who got what he wanted. So she knew she couldn't make this easy for him. "I'll make you a deal. If you can get three other people to join, I will let you audition. Deal?"

Eric didn't hesitate to reply, never being able to pass up a challenge. "Deal."

As he was walking away, he called out, "See you later, Kenz!" The brunette couldn't help but turn away and blush. She knew she wasn't going to be able to get him off her mind for the rest of the day.

Eric too seemed to be caught in a similar predicament, now noticing himself trying to clear his head of the pretty girl with the gorgeous green eyes. He already had a girlfriend, or whatever Marissa was, and he needed to find her. He saw her standing at her locker talking to a few other girls. "Hello ladies," he said to the four girls all dressed in their red cheerleading uniforms.

"Hello, Eric," Marissa replied, trying to ignore the fact that all of her friends were giggling about him. "Why don't you guys go talk about how cute my boyfriend is somewhere else, okay? Go," She demanded. The girls quickly left, but Eric saw one of them (he thought her name was Stephanie) turn around to blow him a kiss. "Now, Eric. What do you want?"

He knew this wasn't going to be easy, but it was worth a try. "Mari, I need you to do something with me. You see, there's this thing called Glee Club, and-"

"Really, Eric? Glee Club?" The red-headed cheerio decided to stop him right there, not liking where this conversation was going at all. "I know, you're new here, that's why I'm going to explain something to you. It's social suicide for everyone, let alone the co-captain of the Cheerios and the hottest new hunk in the and you have the potential to be prom king and queen. It's your senior year, and you can't tell me you don't want to leave high school knowing you were on top. Glee Club is going to ruin all that. If you join, people will think you like guys. And, even worse, they will think that I'm your beard. Hell, they might even think that I like girls!" Mari lowered her voice and looked around to see if anyone had noticed her melodramatic outburst. She probably shouldn't really be talking so loud, and decided to end the conversation there. This caused Eric to question why.

He gave her a kiss and grabbed her hand. "Look, Mari. You know that you are my girl, and I would do anything to make you happy. I really want to do this, and I need you to audition with me. If it brings down our popularity, we can quit. I promise, okay?"

She smiled up at him, he really was a great guy. "Okay. I'll do it. I bet I can get some of my friends to join too. But if there's even the slightest possibility of me getting a slushie in the face, I'll be done singing and dancing with those losers for good." She kissed him and said, "You really are something special, Eric." As she walked back to her friends, the only thing Eric could think about was how a certain tiny green-eyed girl might also be "something special".

Dallas was sitting in the cafeteria with all of the jocks. He had Cheerios fawning over him like he was a movie star, and he knew he and his brother were already the most popular guys at McKinley. Speaking of his brother, Eric walked into the lunchroom looking for someone. Dallas excused himself from his group of friends, and walked over to his brother. "Hey, dude. What's up?"

Eric looked happy to see his brother, which was rather odd. "Hey, Dallas. Look, I really need you to do me a favor, okay?"

"Sure, bro. What is it?"

Eric hesitated, and Dallas suddenly became worried. "Dallas, I need you to audition for Glee Club with me."

This put Dallas a little off guard, yet he managed to reply back nonetheless. "Come on, Eric. I hate performing, you know that. You're the one who is big into that kind of stuff. Plus, it would ruin my reputation here. I can't do it."

Eric was quick with a comeback, "You remember that time when we were playing football in the house? More specifically, the time you broke mom's special lamp? Yeah well, she'll know that it wasn't an accident unless I see your name on that sign-up sheet. You got me?" Dallas realized he didn't have a choice anymore, and agreed. Maybe he will even meet a girl he actually likes.