THE NEXT GENERATION OF GLEEKS

Chapter 1

William Shuester strutted down the McKinley high halls, wearing a cocky grin and a sparkle in his eye. With three national champion trophies in the choir room, he was ready to start off a brand new year at McKinley with brand new Gleeks. However, his happiness was short lived when he saw the notice board:

Glee Club!

Sign Up HERE:

No-one had signed up? The Glee kids had ruled the school for the last few years. He even had last year's waiting list still in his office. Why was it suddenly at the bottom of the food chain again?

Of course. SUE SYLVESTER.

Running into her office, Will leant over the desk, looking the 50-something cheerleading coach in the eye.

"What have you done, Sue?"

Smirking up at him, Sue smiled and proclaimed. "I honestly don't know what you're talking about, William. I was simply distracted by the mammoth amount of lard you have in your hair today. You could grease a chip pan with it, you…"

"Okay Sue, ENOUGH!" Will snarled. "Why has no one signed up to Glee club?"

Realization dawning on her face, Sue explained.

"Oh, well you see William, my days are coming to an end at this school and I wasn't my last few years to be…fun. Therefore, I paid every student £100 to NEVER sign up to Glee club. It was quite easy. Teenagers crave money like you need to use a whole bucket full of butter in those luscious locks of yours."

Standing up straight, Will looked in horror at the coach and stormed out of her office.

How is that MONSTER allowed to teach at this school?

Slamming shut his office door, Will slumped in his chair and rubbed his temple. Now that all of the original New Directions were gone, Will NEEDED to find new blood. They had all moved on and Will needed to do the same.

A sudden knock on the door made him wipe his eyes to see Chantel Jones standing before him. The sixteen year old sophomore was somewhat famous throughout the school. Her cousin, Rachel Berry was the Broadway legend and she hoped to follow in her footsteps. They even held the same resemblance with the dark chocolate wavy locks and long narrow noses.

Will had never spoken to her before; all he knew was that she was determined to kill her own best friend to get to the top. That was if she had any friends…

"Hello, Chantel! How may I help you?" Will ushered the petite brunette into his office and sat on the desk.

"Well, I have heard that Glee club is looking for new members. I would very much like to audition."

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Will replied, "That would be…amazing! You're actually our first member, so if you know anyone who would like to join, feel free to invite them!"

Smiling sympathetically, Chantel said, "Has no-one signed up yet? Don't worry: I know a few people who would LOVE to join."

"Will! Will!" the newly wed, Emma Shuester, hollered, trying to catch up with her husband.

"Emma!" Will smiled and pulled her into a hug. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing bad, I promise!" Emma beamed. "I've found you a member for New Directions!"

She pushed forward a tall girl with beautiful, long ginger curls. She had porcelain skin to rival Kurt Hummel's and stunning blue eyes lined with the longest eyelashes Will had ever seen. The girl was strikingly beautiful but gave off the impression that she simply didn't care if she was pretty or not.

"This is Bryony. Bryony Pillsbury." Emma declared. "She is my niece who has just moved to Ohio from England."

"Good morning," Bryony said in a sophisticated accent.

"So, you want to join Glee Club, huh?" Will asked, curiously.

"Er…I'm not quite sure what Glee Club is actually. We don't have it in England. I was just hoping to make some new friends."

"Well, Glee Club is the place to be, then," Will lied through his teeth, trying not to feel guilty about the girl's delighted expression.

"Great! I'll see you later, then. I'll try to bring a few other people if they too want to join." Bryony walked off in discussion with another girl and Will turned to his wife.

"You didn't tell me she was coming?"

"I didn't know! My brother turned up yesterday out of the blue so I offered to take care of Bryony for a while. He got a job as a journalist," Emma shrugged. "I'm glad she's here though. She's a child genius! Hopefully she won't get bullied though, her self-confidence isn't that great."

"I'll look after her, don't worry." Will pecked Emma on the cheeks and ran off.

Chantel strolled down McKinley's halls, looking for potential singing partners. No-one too tall because she'd look tiny. And they'd have to be good-looking to grab the crowd's attention. Muscular, popular and kind. Just like…

Trey Carter.

He was one of the most popular jocks in school, with warm brown hair, puppy eyes and mean, lean muscle with 6 pack abs. Not to mention, he was kind, gentle and an obvious leader. He was PERFECT.

Except…

He was also dating the most popular cheerleader in school: Sydney Garcia. There was no doubt about it, she ruled the school. Curly brown hair sweeps over her tan shoulders with her almond shaped eyes being hazel. She was beautiful. Flawless. Fearless. And Chantel could NEVER compete with her.

Sometimes the truth sucks.

Sighing, Chantel moved along. Who else could join?

"Hey Chantel, what's up?"

Of course!

"Hi Skylar," Chantel looked up to see a good-looking boy with bleached blond hair and two different coloured sparkling eyes.

"Quick question: how do you feel about joining Glee Club?"

Snorting, he replied, "Social Suicide. Don't get me wrong, I love singing and dancing but I already get slushied enough."

Pouting, Chantel begged, "PLEASE! With you and me, we will win at Nationals for sure!"

Frowning, Skylar said, "Our voice are amazing… but imagine how much hate we'll get?"

Grinning, the girl spoke, "But imagine us up there, accepting one of our numerous Grammy awards and just thanking the ones who made our lives a misery. It will make us stronger, better and filled with even more ambition than we already have."

"FINE!" the blond boy scowled, "I'm already starting to regret this."

Giving him a sly grin, Chantel smirked, "I'll see you in Glee club."