A/N Hey :)

Ok, so I thought I'd give another chapter a try :D

One thing I want to say is that for a while, this story may be a little slow, but I want to establish a real character in Nikki, so I don't want to rush into it all too quickly and ruin it! So yeah, please give it a try :)

Please please please let me know what you guys think, even if you just want to tell me that you didn't like it. I won't be offended, but if people don't tell me what they like/don't like I can't do anything about it. Suggestions/ideas/constructive criticism is always more than welcome, and I'll always try to reply to everyone individually. I'll definitely always try to take what is being said into account to! I'm still not sure about whether or not to carry on with this, so yeah...let me know what you think!

Thanks a million!

xoloveJBox

Chapter One.

"Ok guys," Will announced to New Directions, Nikki following a few paces behind "This is Nikki."

Nikki gave a small wave and a nervous smile, while the kids in front of her looked warily.

"Nikki just moved here from England," Will continued, not missing the glee club's uncertain glances "and she's thinking of joining the glee club, but she's not completely sure yet, so we're just going to let her sit and watch for a while. Ok?"

There was a small round of nods, 'ok's and 'cool's from the students, and Nikki wasn't sure what to do next.

"Did you ever meet the Queen?" Brittany asked, causing a small ripple of laughter throughout the room.

"No." Nikki grinned, slightly more at ease now.

"Alright guys, let get going." Will exclaimed happily "Puck, could you pass Nikki a chair?"

Nikki had to wait for someone to respond to Mr Shuester's request before she knew where to move. She quickly strode over to the boy who got up and pulled a chair out for her. He was tall, with broad shoulders, and thick, muscley arms. Nikki had to admit that she was slightly surprised by his Mohawk; her old school had had a very strict policy on such styles, so it had been rare to see, though she thought that the style suited this boy. She couldn't imagine any of her male friends in England walking around with hair like...Puck, had Mr Shuester called him?

"Thank you." She mumbled to his feet as she took the plastic seat from him and sat speedily, pretending to be distracted by her shirt. It had been strange that morning to get up and have to choose something to wear. Yes, her uniform in England had been ugly and uncomfortable at times, but it had been convenient, and she mentally cursed herself for not choosing something a little more fashionable. Nikki found herself wishing she had traded the big, heavy leather hiking boots that she loved for the more practical grey pumps she had considered, and the slightly close fitting shirt seemed a little boring now, as she looked around and saw what the other girls were wearing.

Nikki's eyes darted around, drinking everything in as the rest of the students got up around her and moved to the middle of the room. They stood in clearly prearranged positions, and Nikki stared in wonder as she watched them begin to go over dance moves. She had never been very good at dancing, she would be the first to admit it, but as she followed the actions of the group, she couldn't help but think how appealing it all looked. Though what they were doing looked like hard work, that had never bothered Nikki and she found herself itching to join in. Everyone seemed to be having so much fun as they glided across the room in an apparently effortless manner, Nikki really considered just asking to join straight away, just so that she could take part right at that moment. But then Nikki found herself gripped by the same paralysing fear that had always stopped her from joining performance groups before. She didn't understand why she had been crippled with such stage fright from such a young age, when she loved music so much and adored the idea of performing, and if frustrated her to no end.
When the group were finished, Nikki clapped enthusiastically, grinning widely.
"That was incredible." she told them "I'm a hopeless dancer though"
"Don't worry." a dark haired girl told her "If we can teach Finn to dance, we can teach anyone." the girl indicated to an extremely tall boy who stood next to her, who pouted playfully at the quip. For the remainder of the session, Nikki listened in awe at the songs, and she suddenly doubted that she was even good enough. My Shuester seemed to think she was, but Nikki wasn't so sure.
"Alright boys and girls," my Shuester said with a clap as the clock's hands inched towards four o'clock "that's enough for today."
Nikki grabbed her bag and moved towards the door.
"That was really great Mr Shuester." she told him, impressed by what she had seen, and seriously considering the idea of joining.
"Same time tomorrow?" the teacher replied, and Nikki grinned.
"I'll be here."
"Fantastic! See you tomorrow Nikki."
When Nikki had left, Mr Shuester was surprised to see that none of the other glee kids looked as enthusiastic as he felt about Nikki.
"Is she any good, Mr Shue?" Finn asked.
"I think she could be amazing, with a little confidence." Will answered honestly as he began to pack up his things.
"Are you sure she can get that confidence?" Rachel queried, not looking like she was sure the answer would be a positive one.
"What do you mean Rachel?"
"Well, she couldn't even look at Puck when he gave her that chair." Mercedes interjected.
"It's her first day guys, cut her some slack. She's probably just a little nervous." Will assured them, though he had to admit that he was a little disappointed at their negative outlooks on Nikki. He had heard the girl. He knew that she could really help them, and he couldn't understand why the kids were being so sceptical.
"But if she's not confident enough to perform for us, who's to say that she will be able to do it at sectionals, or even regional's?"
"It might be tough, but she'll get there guys."
"Mr Shuester," Quinn began "We've only just got to a point where we all work well together. What if that changes by bringing someone else in?"
"I don't think you guys are being very fair." Will told them, beginning to get a little angry.
"Did you talk about me like this when I started?" Rory asked, aware of the fact that he was the last one to join the group.
"Or me?" Blaine added.
"Well, no" Rachel replied "but you two weren't too nervous to perform."
"Not everyone finds confidence as easy as you do Rach." Kurt told her in a low, calm tone.
"I understand that, but I just don't think it's a good idea to let her join right now."
"Guys," Blaine coughed quietly.
"We don't have time to teach her." Santana concluded "Not before sectionals anyway."
"Guys," Blaine said again, louder the second time to get their attention, indicating to the door. None of them realised that Nikki had reappeared.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled "I forgot my jacket."
Without looking at anyone, Nikki quickly retrieved her jacket and left again. If she hadn't been sure before about what choice to make, the group's doubts of her made it for her.
It certainly wasn't how she had hoped to end her first day.