Now people actually know who I am, well some people. They thought I was insane for putting Ms. Sylvester's offer to be apart of the cheerleading squad on hold. But thing was I wasn't much of a cheerleader anyway, even though I was probably nicer and had more enthusiasm than any of the other girls on the team.
My real problem were those uniforms. I seriously doubt they would let me wear the pants that the male cheerleaders wear. Sure it would be strange, especially since I am not overweight or anything like that. I don't like skirts and I am pretty sure that the tight uniform will leave marks on my skin.
Of course, then there was my offer to be on the football team. Of course, I actually did try out for the kicker spot because I do like playing football and any kind of sports. I have always had this sort of athletic side in me, which is why I tried out.
But afterwards was when Brittany and Santana had gotten me into trying out for the cheerios; I don't even know why I said yes.
Sure, it's what every girl dreams of being in high school right? Well not me.
I honestly find it degrading and I have this theory that being a cheerleader, turns girls into stuck up bitches, because I don't all cheerleaders were like the mean girls when they first started out.
My biological mother was a cheerleader, sure she wasn't exactly a bitch from what I could remember of her, but she was obsessed with the fact of her daughters being like her. She always put me and my older sister in these dance and gymnastics programs to make sure when we got to high school we would be a cheerleader.
Even if it was wasn't what either of us wanted.
Anyway, even though I hate cheerleading and the uniforms with much passion, a lot of people tell me I should reconsider. They ask me if I want to have the new girl outcast status for the rest of high school. No I don't, even though I am not new to the school. Of course, nobody knew I was alive my freshman nor my sophomore year, so they assume I am new kid now that I am alive.
I loved football and sports more than anything, but people were telling me I was insane to choose cheerleading over sports, even though cheerleading is technically a sport.
Honestly, I do not know what to do anymore.
I went to Glee Club and I sat next to Kurt, since I really didn't have any friends yet. Well there was the guy with dreads, I think his name was Joe. He goes to my church, but I don't know if he remembers me. There was Brittany, but she was with Santana and I am not sure if I should intrude.
Soon Mr. Shue came in. "Alright, as you all know, the fall assembly is coming up." He said.
"Are we performing again?" Brittany asked. It was pretty obvious that we were. Didn't the Glee Club perform at like all of them?
"Yes, and I was thinking that our newest member would like to take the lead." He said and then everyone in the room turned to me. "Ally, would you like to solo?" He asked me. How could I say no to a solo?
"Mr. Shue? She has only been here, what? Two days and you are giving her a solo?" The girl, Rachel asked. I rolled my eyes, Finn told me how much she loved her solos. "You need to give solos to the ones who have been here longer and deserve the spotlight." I knew she was talking about herself even though I was sure she got a solo more than once a week.
"Oh thanks, Rachel." Tina said. "I didn't think you thought I deserved one." Everyone, including myself laughed at that.
"No offense Tina, but you have no experience. Unlike myself—" She ended up being cut off, by Mercedes.
"Who wants every solo and has no compassion for others." I already liked Mercedes. "I say we give her a chance." Everyone else, except Rachel pretty much agreed. So Mr. Shue said that I also get to pick the song that we do as long as it is appropriate; no one wanted a repeat what happened the last two years.
I don't know what song that fit that at the moment. Good thing he was giving me time to pick a song. After that Mr. Shue just talked about Sectionals.
The next day, I was exhausted. I was up half the night thinking about a million things. The Assembly, and which sports team I was choosing; it was like one way or another I would lose. And then to make things worse, I had Spanish class.
Not that I didn't like the language or anything, but Mr. Shue was teaching it and he sucked at it. I know because I took it in middle school, even though it was a bad idea since I had just found out I had dyslexia.
That a different story for another day though.
Because this school was stupid, they decided to put me in Spanish, when I would rather take another language. ASL would be easier for me because it would involve language with your hands and no words that look like gibberish; if only this school had that instead of only offering Spanish and French.
I sat in the back like I always did. I never really paid attention because he made no sense with his teachings and I already learned Imperfect. Usually I just burry my face into the words of whatever book I had on me that day; but not today.
Someone sat next to me. Well, there was this one boy who always sat back here to hopefully escape being called on because he didn't understand a thing that was going on; I don't blame him. I looked over to him and I try to remember where I have seen him before; Glee Club.
It only took me a few seconds to remember his name. It was Rory. He was an exchange student from Ireland. He turned in my direction and I looked down at my book. "Hi." He said, in a whisper so Mr. Shue wouldn't hear.
"Hi." I repeated back. "Rory, right?" I questioned, even though I knew that it was his name.
"Yes." He replied. "You're the new girl, Alison, right?" He asked me and I sighed. Everyone thought I was the new girl. But I let him off the hook this time because I know he hasn't been here that long; everyone is new to him.
"If you mean new Glee Club girl, than yes." I say. "And it's Ally. No one calls me Alison."
"Sorry, I just figured—Never mind." He said.
"You just figured I went by Alison or that I was new because you never seen me before?" I questioned.
"Both…?" He said, awkwardly and that was when I started laughing and then soon he grinned and let out a chuckle.
"It's fine. I mean everyone thinks I am new even when I have been here since I was a freshman. Everyone also assumes I am a sophomore because I take Spanish II." I said and he gave me a look, I did rant a lot.
"Sorry. I talk too much." I said.
"I like it when you talk." He said.
"It is better than this terrible attempt at teaching isn't it?" I questioned. We both laughed again, but only to be interrupted.
"Ally. Would you like to answer this question?" He asked me, thinking I wasn't listening. Of course, I knew what he was talking about. I nodded and answer the question right and he seemed very surprised. "Right. Then… Rory, how about this one?" He said and he looked like he was about to panic.
I whispered the answer and Rory was also off the hook. Mr. Shue turned his attention back to everyone else. "Thanks." Rory said.
"Good thing I took this stuff in Middle School." I said.
"Then why did you take this again?" He asked.
"Because they think Spanish is hard enough for a person with dyslexia. French would apparently be overwhelming." I said. Rory and I continued to talk for the rest of the class, I know that Mr. Shue didn't notice and even if he did, it wouldn't matter because I already knew what he was talking about; in a way.
Once the bell rang, Rory and I walked out of class together. "So, do you have any idea about what we are going to do for the assembly?" He asked me. I wish I knew.
"No, to be honest, that is the least of my concern." I said. "I have people hounding me on if I am either going to be a football player or cheerleader." I knew what I wanted, I think. I honestly don't even know what I am thinking anymore.
"Well, do you have a preference?" He asked me.
"Of course. I mean, I love football, plus, I rather be on a team with guys than on a team with girls and 90% of them are popular snobs—" He cut me off then.
"I think you made up your mind." Rory said and I smiled. True, but I knew Santana and Brittany were going to hate me if I chose football. Of course, there was Finn, Sam, Puck, and Mike on the football team… I guess it was a better deal.
"Well I am stupid." I say, even when I don't mean to.
"Pressure can do that to a person." He says and I smile. He isn't like any of the guys I have talked to before. "Anyway, I'll see you later." I watch him leave and walk over to a girl with brown hair and pink clothes on and he kisses her cheek. I sigh. He has a girlfriend.
"Sorry, but Lucky the magical leprechaun has a girlfriend who has tons of gold." I hear someone say and I turn to find Santana behind me. I could now recognize her from Glee Club; her name was Sugar. I swear she could be the daughter of Gwenth Patrow with a name and personality from what I could see.
"I wasn't staring." I said, as if it wasn't obvious; it was.
"Sure. And you weren't just smiling when he told you not to be a cheerleader." She said and I frowned. Before I even made it official. "It's fine, it's not everyone's thing."
"So, is he and Sugar a serious thing?" I asked, wonder if I had a chance.
"I think they hooked up, which is why they are together. I doubt it will last through, but if you ask me, you could do a lot better than pot of gold boy." She said. Everyone had their tastes, of course, she wasn't into boys; I knew that from experience.
We were getting ready for the assembly. Mr. Shue loved the song choice when I gave it to him a few days prior; right after I was an official member of the Titans. I got the idea for the song as I was talking to Rory.
They pulled up the curtain and I stood in front.
Tell me where our time went
And if it was time well spent
Just don't let me fall asleep
Feeling empty again
'Cause I fear I might break
And I fear I can't take it
Tonight I'll lie awake, feeling empty
I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
Now that I'm losing hope
And there's nothing else to show
For all of the days that we spent
Carried away from home
Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone feeling empty
I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
Without you
Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone feeling empty
I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
Feel the pressure, it's getting closer now
You're better off without me
When the people in the auditorium stood up and cheered and I didn't see anyone get seduced, I knew that I did good; of course, who doesn't like a good song like that? This was only just the beginning.
So Ally likes Rory, but Rory is with Sugar. Also she decided to be on the football team. Not every girl likes to be a popular cheerleader.
Song: Pressure (Paramore)
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