Incase you didn't read the Author's Note I put up, I had the chapter done and ready on Sunday, but there was a problem with my FanFiction account, but it's all sorted now. I'm glad you all liked the last chapter! Oh and just to be clear, the first four chapters all take place on the same day. Also, the character 'Christopher Jacobs' is my own character that I created. Enjoy!

Valery Crane's POV:

Valery scuttled down the hall in her usual quick fashion. Her shoulder-length ash brown hair flowing behind her, and her gun-metal blue eyes darting from person to person. She stands tall at 5'7 and has a medium build. She has a fair skin tone, thick eyebrows and a rounded jaw.

She pulled her leather jacket around her tighter and came to a stop in front of her old locker. She'd forgotten to take a few things home with her over the summer and Principal Sylvester said she had five minutes before she'd personally take Valery's items and burn them in front of her.

She swung open the locker and popped the contents into her bag; a few hair clips, some old books, various sports pamphlets and a few pictures. Valery stopped and looked through the pictures. They were all of her and Kylie, her ex-girlfriend.

Kylie is a renowned TV presenter and she's 11 years older than Valery, making her 28. Valery was very much in love with Kylie, and she thought Kylie felt the same way. Up until a few months ago, everything was going perfectly. Kylie laughed at Valery's jokes, they had amazing date-nights, their ''sleepovers'' were always fantastic and they could talk for hours on end about the most random stuff. Valery had always known that Kylie had been cheating on her, and if it weren't for Kylie's charm, the relationship would have ended months previous. When Valery asked for a bigger commitment, Kylie ended the relationship. They dated for fourteen months, two weeks and four days.

Valery crumpled the pictures up in her hand and threw them into the trash can beside her. She slammed the locker shut and headed towards her new locker. On her way there, she passed the notice-board. Valery was very good at starting things, but horrible at finishing them. Her father said that she needed to join a club, or else. Valery closed her eyes and randomly pointed at a point on the notice-board. She opened her eyes and her finger was pointed towards the Glee club sign-up sheet. She begrudgingly signed her name and went on her way.

Upon arriving at her new locker, she noticed a large group of cheerleaders standing a few lockers away. She cursed and opened her locker quickly. She shoved her books in as fast as she could and grabbed her French books. She was just about to walk away when she heard someone calling her name. She cursed under her breath and turned around to see two girls in Cheerios outfits walking towards her. Abby and Lindsay.

Abby's jet-black hair was tied into a high ponytail and her face was heavily made up. Her lips were rouged and her hazel eyes were hidden beneath a sheet of eye-shadow.

"Where are you going in such a rush?" Lindsay asked, folding her arms.

Valery had to bit her lip to hold in her laughter when she saw the monstrosity that was Lindsay's new nose.

"Uhm, class." Valery said after a while.

"Class? Ew, who needs school when you have amazing bodies like us?" Abby snorted.

The two girls giggled and Valery swallowed the bile that had risen in her throat. Sure, Valery was bi and everyone knew, but Valery wouldn't touch Abby or Lindsay with a ten foot pole. You could catch something off them, like an STD or something.

"Well, this was a waste of time." Lindsay said, hands on hips.

"Yeah, bye loser!" Abby shouted.

The two girls erupted into a fit of giggles and Valery slowly backed away.

Noel Daring's POV:

Noel burst through the front doors of the school with a huge smile on his face. He waved and greeted almost everyone he passed. He passed the notice board and stopped. He signed his name on the Photography Club sign-up sheet. He glanced at the Glee Club sign-up sheet and stopped.

"Ah what the heck." He said aloud.

He signed his name and bounced down the halls. He arrived at his new locker and entered the combination, but the lock didn't open. He tried it again, and it still wouldn't open. He tried it again and again and again. Eventually, he slammed his fist into the locker and his eyes welled up with tears.

"Why are you slamming your fist against my locker?"

Noel swung around to see Sibyl Turner standing behind him.

"This is my locker." Noel replied bluntly.

"No, it's mine. See? 315." Sibyl explained, showing Noel a small slip of paper.

Noel looked at his paper. It read "Locker 314. Combination: 20 15 05 10".

"Oh," Noel murmured, "Well I guess we're locker buddies!"

"Hooray." Sibyl replied sarcastically.

Noel shot her a dirty look and opened his new locker. He piled books in and stuck up some pictures. He slammed the locker door shut and made sure to shove Sibyl when he passed her.

Noel ran a hand through his short, dirty-blond hair. His dark-brown eyes were bloodshot and his thin lips were curved into a frown. Sometimes Noel could be in an amazing mood, and then one little thing could change his mood completely. This has happened to Noel for as long as he can remember. Noel always just assumed it was because of his confidence.

Noel passed a few teachers, and they all gave him dirty looks. Noel tries very hard in school, but he can never concentrate for some reason. Also, he has a bad reputation. He got expelled from his old school for beating up a guy for calling him horrible names. Noel broke the boys nose and dis-located his shoulder. Because of this, people judge Noel before they even get a chance to meet him. Noel doesn't really have much friends.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder and he slowly turned around. Abby and Lindsay, or the gruesome twosome, stood in front of him, arms linked.

"Are you bi?" Lindsay asked.

Noel raised his eyebrows. He was quite taken aback by the bluntness of the question.

"Ehm... yeah?" Noel replied, unsure.

"Oh, cool." Abby said.

Then, they walked off. Noel furrowed his eyebrows for a minute. He started to think about why they'd care. Then, he noticed that he was alone in the hall.

"Shit." Noel cursed.

He took off down the hall towards Spanish class.

Christopher Jacobs' POV:

Christopher stomped through the halls, his overgrown ginger fringe covering one of his cold, grey eyes. His eyes had dark purple bags under them and his lips were thin and colourless. He gave off an odd odour, like raw meat. He wore torn jeans, an ACDC t-shirt and a dark green overcoat with large, black boots. A leather satchel hung loosely from his shoulders.

He arrived at his new locker and opened it. He stuffed his books inside and stuck up a newspaper clipping that read "Nine Die in Restaurant Fire". He smiled at the clipping and slammed his locker shut.

On his way to class, he noticed Avalon Brickstone signing up for Glee Club at the notice board. He waited until she left and scurried up to the notice board. He inhaled deeply.

"Ahhh." He moaned.

Her scent was still here. Christopher scrawled his name underneath Avalon's on the Glee Club sheet and smiled, exposing his sickly, yellow teeth.

"What are you smiling at, freak?"

Christopher swung around to see five senior boys standing around him, all wearing football jackets. He turned red and tried to walk away, but one of the boys stepped in front of him.

"I said," another boy stepped forward, 'What are you smiling at?'

Christopher looked around, searching for an excuse to get away. Then, in the blink of an eye, the boys fist collided with Christopher's cheek. The world spun around him and he hit the floor.

"Patrick!" A girl screamed.

Christopher looked up to see Avalon Brickstone standing beside the boy who punched him, her hands on her hips.

"Go. Now." She said through gritted teeth.

The boys ran off and Avalon helped Christopher up. He was surprised that she could lift him up, as he was quite chubby.

"Are you okay? Craig, isn't it?" Avalon asked.

Christopher shook his head, "Christopher..."

"Oh, sorry! You okay? Your nose is bleeding." Avalon said, stepping forward to examine his nose.

Christopher moaned. She smelled so good. He wanted to just reach out and grab her.

"Here, take this." Avalon said, handing Christopher a purple handkerchief.

Christopher dabbed at his nose with it.

"Keep it," Avalon said with a smile, "I'll see you around, Craig."

Christopher watched as the perfect Avalon Brickstone walked away from him.

"It's Christopher." He whispered, sniffing the handkerchief.

Roman Tate's POV:

Roman locked his locker and spun around. He came face-to-face with a tall, blonde woman wearing a tracksuit. She stared at him for a while and he awkwardly ran a hand through his short, blond hair.

"I don't like you." She said after a while.

Roman raised his eyebrows, 'I'm sorry, but who are you?'

"I'm Sue Sylvester, the principal of this school. And I don't like you." She replied, putting her hands on her hips.

"Yeah I get that, but you don't even know me?" Roman defended.

"I know that you're Roman Tate, the new kid on the block," Sue explained, 'I also happen to know that you're soon-to-be step-sister is co-head Cheerio.'

Roman's knees went weak at the mention of Avalon. She was perfect. Roman knows that she doesn't see him the same way though. Anyway, she was soon-to-be family.

"So?" Roman said, confused.

Sue narrowed her eyes, 'I've got my eyes on you, R.'

With that, Sue strolled down the halls, knocking three students over in the process. Roman stood there, dazed. After a few minutes, he shook his head and took out the school map. He tried to find his History class on it, but he couldn't see it. A boy with perfectly-styled, black hair passed him and Roman tapped him on the shoulder.

"Sorry, do you know where Room 18 is?" Roman asked politely.

The boy turned around and smiled, 'Sure. Follow me.'

The boy started walking and Roman followed him. He passed a ginger kid sniffing a handkerchief and shivered.

"You new here?" The boy asked.

"What? Oh, yeah." Roman replied, distracted.

"Well I'm Austen. Austen Fischer." The boy told him.

"Roman Tate."

Roman shook his hand and continued following him.

"So I saw you taking to Principal Sylvester." Austen said, grinning.

"Yeah, she doesn't like me." Roman said.

Austen laughed, 'She doesn't like anyone.'

Austen stopped outside a classroom door and smiled at Roman.

"Room 18." Austen said simply.

"Thanks." Roman said.

He opened the door and walked inside. He was the first one there. The teacher sat at her desk and followed him with her eyes as he took a seat at the back of the classroom. Two girls walked in wearing cheerleading outfits. They looked at him, looked at each-other and then erupted into a fit of giggles.

Roman was used to this behaviour from girls. Overall, he was very attractive. He has short blond hair and brilliant green eyes. His nose is slightly crooked from a fight a few years back, but his smile takes the attention away from it. He has a strong jaw-line and a lean build. He also has a six-pack.

The two giggling girls sat either side of him. They stared at him for a while, which made him really uncomfortable.

"Can I help you, ladies?" Roman asked.

The two girls looked at eachother and started giggling again.

"I'm Abby," One of the girls said and then pointed to the other, 'And that's Lindsay.'

"You're new here, aren't you?" Lindsay said, 'Because I'd definitely remember a face like yours.'

Roman blushed, 'Uh, yeah. I'm new.'

"What brings you to boring, old Lima?" Abby asked, her chin resting softly on the palm of her hands.

"My mom's getting married." Roman explained.

"Ohhh." They both said.

"Anyone we'd know?" Abby asked.

"Daniel Brickstone." Roman stated.

The two girls gasped.

"You mean Daniel Brickstone, owner of the Brickstone Country Club? Father of co-head Cheerio Avalon Brickstone?" Lindsay asked, her mouth open in shock.

"Ehm, yeah." Roman said.

The two girls exchanged weird looks and started giggling.

The bell rang and more of the class began piling in. Roman didn't really pay much attention for the entirety of the class. He just thought about back home. He wondered how his friends were getting on and what kind of a job Robbie was doing taking over the fight club.

When Roman's father left when he was 13, he needed to find some way of letting his aggression out. Baseball and football weren't doing the trick, so he started a fight club when he was 16. Everything was going perfectly until his mom told him that they were moving to Lima, Ohio.

The bell rang to signal the end of class and Roman left the classroom, not knowing a single thing about the Industrial Revolution in France.

Zachary Peterson's POV:

Zachary stopped in front of the notice board. He took out a pen and started scanning through the sign-up sheets. This was his final year in McKinley and he wanted to get involved. He signed up for LGBT, Lacrosse and Quiz Bowl Club as usual. He looked down the hall and noticed a large group of seniors pushing around a small sophomore. Zachary has always hated bullying and he wants to put an end to it. He signed his name on the Anti-Bullying Club sheet and the McKinley Mentors club.

Happy, he strolled to his new locker and opened it. He put all of his books in. He glanced at his new timetable and grabbed his European Geography books. He noticed the notorious Blake Phillips checking him out and he rolled his eyes. He didn't usually get hit on, and he didn't enjoy when he did.

It's not that he was ugly at all. He has auburn hair that's naturally curly and hazel-green eyes. He has an athletic figure and stands at 5'9. He has a small scar on his cheek from an injury as a child and a birthmark on his upper left arm.

He arrived at his European Geography class and took a seat at the front. For the duration of class, he paid close attention and asked questions when necessary. Some called him a know-it-all, but frankly he didn't care. The bell rang and Zachary left the class swiftly. He always liked to be early for class. He arrived at his French class and, like his first class, he got heavily involved. The bell rang again and Zachary half-walked, half-ran out of the class. He was about half-way down the hall when he noticed Blake Phillips and Joseph Preacher walking out of a supply closet. Joseph's hair was in a mess and he nodded to Blake before speeding down the hall.

"You're not very discreet, you know." Zachary said as he passed Blake.

"Who says I need to be?" Blake replied, following Zachary.

Zachary laughed, 'You know you're a bit of a whore, right?'

"And proud." Blake replied, smirking.

Zachary stopped and turned around.

"Are you going to follow me all the way to Biology?" Zachary asked.

"Depends," Blake grinned, 'Are there any supply closets near your Biology class?'

"You're disgusting." Zachary said.

Blake laughed and continued to follow Zachary.

"So how was your summer?" Blake asked.

"Do you really care?" Zachary shot back.

"Nah, but I've learned that you have to get to know people before fu-" Blake began.

"Don't finish that sentence, please." Zachary shivered.

Blake laughed, 'So are you signing up for Glee Club?'

Zachary blushed. Singing was one of his secret talents and he hadn't told anyone about it.

"Why?" Zachary questioned.

"Just wondering," Blake replied shrugging, 'Hey, you're friends with Austen Fischer, aren't you?'

Zachary and Austen had been best friends since they could walk. They did almost everything together.

"Yeah, why?" Zachary asked, curious.

Blake shrugged, 'No reason.'

Then, without a word, Blake stopped following Zachary. Zachary smirked. He caught sight of Austen and chased after him.

"Austen!" Zachary shouted, colliding with him.

"Ow. What is it?" Austen asked, fixing his hair.

"Blake Phillips just asked me about you." Zachary said, biting his lip.

Austen froze and he turned a dangerous shade of red.

"What did he say?" Austen asked.

"He just asked if I was friends with you." Zachary told him.

Austen started to grin but he immediately stopped.

"He's a pig," Austen said finally, 'He doesn't care about anyone.'

Zachary shrugged and they both walked to Biology together.

Again, I'm so sorry for the delay. I hope you all liked the chapter! Review and let me know what you think of the characters in this chapter! Bye!