Just a quick note before you read. I'm planning on having four chapters, where I'll introduce five characters per chapter and then chapter five will be the auditions. Just thought I'd let you know. Also, I'm not sure whether to do this story in third person or first person. I'll do this chapter in third person and tell me how you like it. Anyway, enjoy!

Sibyl Turner's POV:

Sibyl glided down the hallway, her dirty blonde hair tied up into a messy bun. She looked around at her fellow classmates with her light-grey eyes. She stood tall at 5'11 and towered over most of the girls in Senior year. She was also thinner than most of the girls, which is why people often assumed she was anorexic. She wasn't, of course, she just didn't eat much.

Sibyl stopped in front of the notice board and looked it up and down. There were sign-up sheets for numerous amount of clubs, including basketball, chess club, math club and the football team. Sibyl scanned through the sheets before coming across the sign-up sheet for Glee Club. The sheet already had a few signatures and Sibyl looked around her before rummaging through her bag for a pen. She signed her name in dainty letters with purple ink. Sibyl wasn't a terrible singer and she was an amazing dancer. Happy, she popped the pen back into her bag and swirled around, coming face to face with two girls wearing Cheerios uniforms.

Abby and Lindsay stood in front of Sibyl, donning fake smiles.

"Sibyl! Where were you all summer?" Abby squealed in her annoying preppy voice.

"Away." Sibyl replied before turning on her heels and continuing down the hall.

"So, Sibyl, notice anything different about me?" Lindsay asked, pulling Sibyl to a stop.

Sibyl sighed, turned around and looked Lindsay up and down. Sibyl couldn't find any difference. Same chestnut-brown hair. Same emerald eyes. Same flawless body. Sibyl shrugged and Lindsay play punched her.

"I got a nose job!" Lindsay exclaimed, 'What do you think?'

"Isn't it fab?!" Abby squealed.

Sibyl looked at the two of them, 'It makes you look like you have a beak. Tell me, Lindsay, which animal enclosure in the zoo did you visit for inspiration? The pelicans or the puffins?'

Lindsay burst into tears and fled down the hall, followed by a surprised Abby.

Sibyl smirked to herself and walked to her new locker. It's not like Sibyl was a bitch or anything, she was just blunt and very honest. Sibyl didn't tell you what you wanted to her, she told you what you needed to hear and Lindsay needed a reality slap.

Sibyl entered her combination and began to pile her books into her locker. In Sibyl's opinion, the only good thing about the first day of school was decorating your locker. She took a folder out of her bag and opened it. Inside, there were photos of herself and her Dad and a small mirror. Sibyl peeled the adhesive off the back of the mirror and stuck it onto the inside of the locker door. Then, she taped a few of the photos up.

Sibyl didn't have any pictures of her and her mom or sister. Sibyl's mom left with Sibyl's younger sister when she was five. She left because Sibyl's dad was a raging alcoholic. Slowly though, Sibyl helped ween her dad off of alcohol. Now, Sibyl and her dad are extremely close and are more like friends than family. Sibyl hasn't heard from her mother or sister since they left.

When she was finished decorating her locker, she grabbed her History books and headed for class just as the bell rang.

Riley Slater's POV:

Riley opened his new locker and carefully placed his books inside neatly. He arranged them in order of size and subject. When he was happy with his arrangement, he stuck up a single picture of him and his parents. Then, he closed his locker and jumped when he saw the tall boy standing next to him.

"Joseph, you scared me." Riley whispered, his heart thumping.

"Why are you whispering?" Joseph asked, grinning.

Riley's legs went weak when Joseph grinned. Joseph Preacher was extremely good-looking. He had curly blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes. He had a cute button nose and full, plump lips. He was very well-built and had perfect, white teeth.

Riley wasn't as attractive, but he wasn't hideous. He had black, spiky hair and light green eyes. He wore glasses and had a few freckles dotted across his nose and cheeks. He was a little skinny and stood at 5'7.

Riley was bi, but he hadn't come out to anyone yet. He met Joseph over the summer and they had a summer fling. Riley was horrified when he discovered that Joseph was in his class. Riley had just moved to Lima from Chicago, where he grew up. His father got an offer to open up a branch of his business in Lima and they moved here at the start of summer. Riley's family was extremely wealthy. He was initially meant to go to an esteemed private school a few blocks away, but it got closed down for reasons that aren't available to the public. Also, Dalton Academy was too far away, so Riley got stuck in William McKinley High School.

"Well?" Joseph asked, snapping Riley out of his day-dream.

"Oh, uhm, sorry." Riley stammered and shoved his Physics books into his bag.

He closed his locker and started down the hallway.

"Wait." Joseph said, grabbing Riley's arm.

Riley moaned at his touch, which earned him a few uneasy looks from the passing students and teachers.

"Did this summer mean anything to you?" Joseph asked, his eyes locked into Riley's.

"You know it did. It's just... I'm not ready yet... to come out." Riley choked out.

Hurt flickered across Joseph's face and he looked down at the ground.

"Wait. Do you want to come over after school today and, I dunno, study?" Riley asked nervously.

"Sure!" Joseph exclaimed.

Riley smiled at him and Joseph pulled him in for a kiss. Riley pulled himself away and gave Joseph a surprised look.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry. I'll see you after school!" Joseph apologised.

Riley nodded and continued down the hall.

Avalon Brickstone's POV:

Avalon strode into school with a smile on her face and her dark-brown hair in a high ponytail. She wore her Cheerios uniform and a pair of sparkling-white trainers with white ankle socks. She stopped every few minutes to chat with friends and teachers. It was obvious that Avalon was the most popular girl in school, but she didn't let it go to her head. She still managed to be popular and keep straight A's at the same time, on top of being co-head cheerleader. Her dark ice-blue eyes always had a twinkle in them, no matter the occasion. She is 5'6 with light-brown olive skin. She has cupid-bow shaped lips, high cheekbones and a heart-shaped face. You will never see Avalon without her key necklace.

Avalon was that girl at school who every guy wanted. She could barely make her way down the hallway without catching someone checking her out. Once or twice, she'd even catch a girl checking her out! Not that that bothered her any more than when a guy checked her out. People would assume upon looking at Avalon that she was a bit of a slut, but in truth, she'd only ever been with two guys and they'd both broken her heart. In fact, she'd done some thinking over the summer and had come to the conclusion that she was bi-sexual. Despite discovering this, she plans on keeping it to herself until she graduates and can get away from Lima and her father.

Not that her father was homophobic or anything, he was just strict and Avalon knew that if he found out, he would assume it would distract her from schoolwork and he'd have her homeschooled again. Things were tense enough at home already. Avalon's father's soon-to-be wife had moved in with her son, Roman. Avalon didn't like Roman in the slightest. He was so self-righteous and arrogant.

People look at Avalon and assume she has a perfect life. She's friends with everyone, she's the co-head Cheerio, she's the most popular girl in school, she gets straight A's, but Avalon's life isn't perfect. It's far from perfect. Avalon's father owns the Brickstone Country Club, where the Elite get to feel important, or so that's what Avalon says. Avalon's father has her whole life planned out for her. She'll leave school, get into Harvard, get her business degree, take over the family business, get married to a rich businessman and pass the family business down to her child. That was the opposite of what Avalon wanted.

Her dream was to leave school and become a world-renowned chef. Avalon has enjoyed cooking since she was little and when she has spare time, you'll always find her in the kitchen cooking. But according to her father, that dream was idiotic and she would never succeed. Avalon has wanted nothing more than to please her father her whole life, but he always seems so disappointed in her. But because she's the people's idea of perfection, no-one ever asks her if she's okay. So she just sweeps all of her emotions under the rug.

Upon arriving at her new locker, she noticed that she was right beside the notice board. Her eyes fell upon the Glee Club sign-up sheet. She has a strong singing voice and, due to her many years of gymnastics, she was an exceptional dancer, hence her place in the Cheerios.

Then, a small girl walked by and Avalon tapped her on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, could I borrow a pen?" Avalon asked politely, smiling.

"S-sure." The girl stuttered.

"First day?" Avalon asked, grinning and taking the pen.

The girl nodded. Avalon signed her name on the Glee Club sheet and returned the pen.

"It's not so bad here, you know. Why don't you come along to Cheerios try-outs?" Avalon suggested.

"Sure! See ya!" The girl squealed, skipping down the hall.

Avalon smiled and returned to her locker. The smile was wiped from her face when she saw who was standing beside her locker. Aaron Fay.

"Hey, babe." Aaron said, as Avalon opened her locker.

"I thought I made it clear that we were over." Avalon said bluntly.

"C'mon Av, baby. Give me another chance." Aaron begged.

"Ha, I gave you another chance. And you just went right back to cheating. No way." Avalon said, staying strong.

"C'mon, don't be a bitch." Aaron laughed.

Avalon turned to him, her eyes wide.

"Is there a problem here?"

Avalon turned to see her best-friend Stacy standing beside her.

"Not at all. Why don't you run back to the dog-house while me and Av finish our chat." Aaron smirked.

Avalon's eyes grew wide and she slapped Aaron as hard as she could. His head collided with the locker and Stacy high-fived her.

"Nobody messes with my friends." She spat down at Aaron.

With that, Avalon and Stacy started down the hall, exchanging stories about their summer vacation.

Austen Fischer's POV:

Austen strolled through the main doors into the school and was immediately greeted by a bunch of his friends. He stayed for a few minutes to chat with them before excusing himself and making his way to the notice board. He scanned the board, eventually finding the sign-up sheet for the soccer team and signing it. Austen had been playing soccer since he was young and was the soccer team's star player. When Austen came out to his team, they didn't seem to mind and they fully supported him. His pen brushed against the sign-up sheet for the Glee Club. Austen stared at it for a few moments.

Austen was a good singer, and his dancing was pretty good, good enough to the point where Coach Sylvester had offered him a place on the Cheerios. He declined, but she said the spot was always open if he ever changed his mind. After a few moments of thinking, he signed his name on the Glee sign-up list and strolled to his locker.

He emptied out his bag and stuck up a few photos, mostly of him and his family. When Austen first came out to his parents, they were enraged and they kicked him out of the house. However, after a few weeks, they accepted him for who he was and while they now fully supported him, things are still pretty awkward between them.

Austen was considered the sweetest and most bubbly guy in the school. In fact, some girls had even said that if he wasn't gay, they'd be all over him. While some gay guys could find this offensive, Austen took it as a compliment. Austen was actually quite attractive, according to most people. He has black hair, that is always styled to sheer perfection, and bright blue eyes, which sometimes had a green tinge to them. He has pale skin and stands at 6'0. He is quite muscly, but he's not built like the football players. He also wears big, black, framed hipster-like glasses that kind of gave him a nerdy affect. Austen was also quite nerdy and childish. Most weekends, when Austen wasn't out with his friends, you could find him curled up on the couch re-reading a Harry Potter book or watching an old Disney movie.

But Austen wasn't always bubbly and hyper. There were times when Austen would lock himself away from the world and avoid people as best as he could. But this only happened when he got into one of "those moods", which is what his therapist calls it. In other words, Austen suffers from depression. He has self-harmed before, and there's not much from stopping him from doing it again.

The bell rang and Austen grabbed his Math books. He walked briskly to class and, upon arriving, noticed that there were no seats left. He groaned and approached his new Math teacher, sitting at her desk.

"Excuse me, miss?" Austen said politely.

She looked up from her newspaper and scowled at him.

"What?" She barked.

Austen jumped, 'Eh, there's no seats left.'

The teacher groaned, got up and handed Austen her chair. She pointed towards an empty desk next to a girl, who Austen knew to be Avalon Brickstone. He pulled the chair over and plopped himself down onto it.

"Now, class, I don't feel very well and, quite frankly, I don't feel like teaching a bunch of snot-nosed kids like you." The teacher announced.

Austen looked up, both confused and hurt.

"You may speak amongst yourselves until class is over." She finished.

Everyone cheered and began to talk excitedly to their friends. Avalon turned to Austen and smiled at him.

"Have a good summer?" Avalon asked.

Austen and Avalon weren't the best of friends, but they still knew each-other fairly well.

"Yeah, it was okay. How was yours?" Austen replied, turning to face Avalon.

"Meh." She said.

"I heard about you and Aaron," Austen said, 'Sorry.'

Avalon smiled, 'It's fine! He was an asshole anyway.'

Austen laughed, 'He was, wasn't he'

Avalon nodded and they both laughed.

Avalon and Austen spoke about summer and relationships until the bell rang and they went their separate ways.

Blake Phillips' POV:

Blake strut down the hallway, emanating a cocky swagger. Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors alike dove out of his way when he passed, not out of respect, but out of fear. Blake was known as Lima's resident bad boy. You might think that people wouldn't be so intimidated by a gay teenager, but they were. Over the years, Blake has earned himself the title of man-whore. Oddly enough, it was a title he was very proud of. Blake was probably the hottest guy in school. He has wavy blond hair with a few blue highlights in it, which is styled up. He has hazel eyes, that sometimes turn a deep shade of green. He is very well-built and stands at 6'2. He has fairly tanned skin. People would often pair him and Avalon Brickstone together before they knew that he was gay.

After a few failed attempts, Blake's locker swung open and he tossed his books inside. He didn't stick any photos up. His parents kicked him out of the house when he was a sophomore because they didn't like who he'd become. Sure, he used to be the nice, innocent kid, but people change and Blake's parents can't blame him for trying to find himself. Blake used to attend Dalton, but he got kicked out of there too.

As Blake continued down the hallway towards his first class, a sophomore boy collided into him. The boy went sprawling onto the floor and looked up at Blake. Blake narrowed his eyes at him and the boy scrambled to his feet and took off. Blake smirked and entered his first class.

He spent most of the class day-dreaming and terrorising the guy in front of him. When the bell rang, he stood up and left the classroom, relieved. He passed the notice board and stared at it for a while. His eyes fell upon the sign-up sheet for Glee Club.

"Thinking of signing up?"

Blake spun around and came face to face with a guy in his year, Austen Fischer.

Blake laughed, "Pfft, god no.'

"Why not?" Austen asked, pointing to the sheet, 'Look how many people are already signed up.'

"I don't want to waste my time singing with a bunch of losers." Blake retorted.

"So are you calling me a loser?" Austen asked jokingly.

"Nah." Blake said.

Austen laughed and turned to face him. They stood there for a minute looking at each-other.

"Ehm, I better go." Austen said quickly.

With that, Austen turned on his heels and sped down the corridor. Blake rolled his eyes and headed for his next class. On his way there, he noticed Joseph Preacher standing at his locker.

"Target acquired." Blake whispered.

Blake strode towards Joseph, and when Joseph saw him, he blushed.

"Hey, Joseph." Blake said, smiling brilliantly.

"Oh, uhm, h-hi." Joseph stuttered.

"Have a good summer?" Blake asked.

Joseph nodded and dropped the books he was holding. Joseph bent down to pick them up.

"Here, let me help you." Blake said, bending over.

Blake picked up a few books and ''accidentally'' brushed his hand against Joseph's. Joseph's eyes went wide and Blake could almost hear his heart thumping in his chest.

"So, you busy?" Blake asked.

"N-no, why?" Joseph asked, nervously fidgeting with the zips on his bag.

Blake leaned in and whispered into Joseph's ear, 'Why don't we go into that supply closet over there? It's quieter and we can talk.'

Joseph nodded and they both headed towards the supply closet.

"Too easy." Blake whispered, smirking.

I hope you all enjoyed! Please leave a review and tell me what you think of the characters. Who's your favourite? And why? The next chapter will be up by Sunday hopefully, but no promises. Once I get all of the characters in, I'll set certain days which I'll update.