History Classroom 7:37 PM

"Hi Will."

"Emma! I told you I'd meet you up at home!" Mr. Schue exclaimed. "It's been over three hours!"

"I've had a lot to do. Fixing schedules, things like that," She said, struggling not to smile. "Ten students in particular."

"...Is everything okay Emma?" Will asked suspiciously, standing up. Emma began to grin like the Cheshire cat.

"Everything is more than fine. It's fantastic!" She said, fiddling with something she was holding behind her.

"Emma what are you holding?"

"Nothing."

"Emma..."

"I don't know what you're talking about." She teased him, backing up and letting a small giggle escape her lips.

"What's behind your back?" Will said, following her, as she walked backwards with her back away from him.

"What do you mean?"

"What ever it is, I want it."

"If I was holding something, I'm not sure you'd necessarily want to touch it," Emma laughed.

"Emma!" He lunged forward, grabbing her in a bear hug, and spinning her so that her back was pressed against his chest. She laughed as he fumbled, trying to grab the paper out of her hands.

"Just give me the paper!" He reached over and finally snatched the folded slip out of her hands, turning away and taking a step back, smirking at his wife.

"So, before I open this, do you want to tell me what is is?"

"Have you been checking up on the sign up board?" She smiled knowingly. Wills eyes widened. Could it be...?

Glee Club Sign Up

Auditions Tomorrow During Free Period and After School

Bring Sheet Music for Piano or Guitar

1 Andrea Cuellar

2 Juliet Harrison

3 Hadiya Persaud-Singh

4 Anik Dinath

5 Dean Bennington

6 William Hall

7 Katelyn Rose

8 Ben Volcan

9 Symphony Jordan

10 Waverly Bloss

"Wait...Is this real?" Will exclaimed, looking up at Emma.

"Yes! I double-checked will all the kids on the list to make sure it wasn't a prank like a few years ago, and they all said that they joined of their own free will! Well, more or less in some cases. But they weren't even threatened to be killed like that incident last year!" Emma replied excitedly.

"This is great-wait. Someone was threatened to be killed?" He asked, suddenly turning serious. "Why didn't you say anything? How did I not find out about this?"

"Oh. Yeah, I guess I just forgot to tell you about that." Emma laughed nervously. "But they all wanted to join this time! So it's fine."

"But-"

"The point is," His wife interrupted, "That this is your big chance Will! Glee is finally back. You just need two more kids to qualify for Sectionals! Isn't it great?"

"Great? This is amazing Emma! I mean, Sue's stuck to insulting me instead of the usual, only four kids have gotten slushied, unless you count the smoothie, and...you're here."

Symphony's House 6:50 AM

"Symphony! It's time to get up! Sweetheart!" Sera Jordan yelled, banging on the door to her eldest daughter's room. The teenager in question groaned loudly and pulled her pillow over her head.

"Just five more minutes!" She called out groggily, turning over and pulling the blanket closer.

"You said that twenty minutes ago! You're going to be late! Selena was up at five thirty!"

"C'mon Thyme!" Selena called, pronouncing it "Time" as she addressed her older sister by her middle name, as most of the family usually did. Speak of the little brat...Symphony thought. "I made you breakfast! Waffles with strawberries and whipped cream! You're favorite!"

"Isn't that sweet of her? Come down before it's too cold!" Symphony sighed in relief at her mothers retreating footsteps and closed her eyes once again.

"You do know you have to wake up at some point right?" Selena finally said through the door. Symphony groaned and flung the pillow off her head, stomping to the door.

"Yes, I do know that, however it only takes me ten minutes to get ready, unlike-" She gasped as ice cold water splashed her in the face, soaking her clothes and making her shiver.

"I can't believe you!"

"What?" She asked, mocking her sisters tone and crossing her arms across her chest.

"Why the heck did you do that?" She demanded, snatching the small plastic cup out of the demonic seven-year-old girl's hands.

"Just helping my dearest sister wake up. I'm sure Mommy and Daddy will understand." Selena said, her voice turning more and more innocent as she gave Symphony her best puppy-dog face.

"You better start running brat."

Math Classroom 7:57 AM

"And that is why I was late," Symphony huffed to her math teacher, arms crossed as she blew her hair out of her face. The middle-aged woman in front of her tucked a few strands of her own stress-caused gray hair behind her ear, carefully looking over the junior.

"Fine. Since it's the second day and this is your first, and I hope only, tardy, this semester I'll look the other way. Take your seat." Letting out a sigh of relief (if she got a tardy on the second day of school her parents would kill her) Symphony sat down next to Waverly and prepared for forty five minutes of spacing out. Propping her head up on her elbows she fiddled with her bangs so that it wouldn't be as noticeable if she dozed off.

A few minutes later a slight nudge on her arm sent her mind flying back to reality...and her head on the table.

"Oomph!" The whole class turned to stare at her, and the teacher give her a stern glare as Waverly winced in guilt. Symphony sheepishly lifted her head from her desk and met everyones glances, immediately turning defensive. "What?" She snapped.

"Miss Jordon, if I have to speak with you one more time-"

"Sorry!"

She turned to glare at Waverly once everyone had returned to pretending to pay attention who gave her an apologetic smile, passing her a folded up note.

Sorry! How's your head?

It's fine. What did you want to tell me?

I was just wondering if you had a song planned out for glee auditions today.

Really?

How was I supposed to know you were practically asleep? I can never tell with you!

It's fine, it's fine. And yes, I do have a song picked out. Today during free period right?

Yep! Talk to you after class kk? It's only the second day of school. I really don't wanna get in trouble.

Yeah. Wouldn't it just be awful to get in trouble on the second day of school.

Hallway 8:39 AM

"Got your song picked freshie?" Billie snickered to Dean, who rolled his eyes and laughed.

"You bet. In fact," He joked. "I wouldn't be surprised if I become the male lead. I can just see it now. They're amazing with my amazing voice, and beg me to take over glee and stay with them until Nationals so they can learn to be half as good as me. Of course most of it's pure talent, so they won't even get that far. But after I win them Nationals for them, they'll worship the dirt I walk on, so I'll have a bunch of groupies to add to my popularity, proving you wrong."

"Oh. Awfully cocky there aren't we?" Joey chuckled. "Trust me dude, you'll barely make it to Sectionals. Not that I think they can even make it to Sectionals the way it is now. I don't think anyone else joined since you signed up."

Chris shrugged. "We could check right? Besides, say he there aren't enough people in glee. Then what? Does he win by default?"

"Over my dead body!" Billie scoffed shaking his head and dodging the swipe a teacher made for his Buckeyes hat.

"Take that hat off! You can't wear it in school Mr. Barker!"

"Yes ma'am," He sighed, taking it off and opening his locker, tossing it in carelessly.

"Billie, it's the second day of school. How is your locker so messy?" Chris asked, examining it.

"Because he's a careless slob," Joey smirked, leaning against the lockers.

"Psh. When it's this messy it's not careless at all. It's a combo of planning and skill," Chris teased, causing the other two boys to laugh and Billie to scowl.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up guys. Anyway, you'll join someplace else." He told Dean before pulling a different hat out of his locker and slamming it shut. "I don't know, mathletes or band or something. But there is no way you're backing outta this."

"Didn't she just say no hats in school?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No. She said I can't wear that hat in school. So, I'm not wearing that hat," Billie replied with a smug grin.

"You're a genius!" Joey exclaimed sarcastically.

"You guys can stand here until the bell rings," Chris said, smiling as he turned to face his friends. "But my class is on the other side of the school, so I'm gonna go. And you probably should too. See ya guys! And take off that hat Billie!"

"Bye Chris!"

"How does a teenage guy manage to sound so motherly?" Billie complained half-heatedly.

Dean laughed, "It must come easily to him."

"...like your mom."

"Dude!" Dean protested while Joey cracked up, high-fiving

"You set yourself up! Your fault, not mine!"

"How do you know the perfect time to say these things?"

"It's easy." Billie said smoothly.

"Yeah. If we bought that excuse than everthing would be easy." Joey replied.

"...just like your mom," Dean shot back. Billie grinned and applauded the younger boy as Joey lightly shoved him into a locker with an eyeroll.

"How could you?" Joey asked, pretending to be wounded.

"That's what you get for encouraging Billie!"

"See?" Billie told Joey with a laugh gesturing towards Dean, "It's not that hard."

"Giggity."

Science Classroom 8:44 AM

"It's the second day, and she already has a lab for us," Anik groaned, resting his head on the cold surface of their desk.

"Don't complain, it's easy." Hadiya told him, copying the notes as the teacher scribbled them on the board.

"Says you!" He complained, tilting his head to the side to face her. "For your information Little Miss Genius, we weren't all born with an IQ of one-flipping-fifty."

She rolled her eyes and lifted him upright by the scruff of his shirt. "Just do the work."

"But you know I won't be able to read them," He appealed. "...maybe you could just send me a copy Diya?"

"No," She deadpanned, eyes still focused on the whiteboard.

"C'mon-"

"No."

"But-"

"Anik, your handwriting is never going to get better unless you do something about it. And that's not the only thing that'll improve. I know you hate to do work, but you have to live with it and finish it like the rest of us. That's how you get ahead in life."

"Hadiya! How cruel. I'm hurt." He said, putting a hand on his heart and shooting her a wounded look.

"Don't be a cry-baby Anik, it was just constructive criticism," She scoffed, pulling her hair out of her face.

"No, it wasn't. That was your not-so-secret way of telling me that I'm a lazy-ass and I need to man up or I'll become a complete and utter failure."

"Pretty much."

Cafeteria 11:15 AM

"He said I need to start looking at colleges to apply to. Which really isn't fair. I could be teaching college right now, if he'd just let me do my own thing," Will said to Noah before making a grab for the last slice of plain cheese pizza, only to have it snatched away.

"Thanks Hall," The two juniors turned to see a tall brunet jock standing a foot out of line with a smug grin on his face. Though at around 5'7 Will still stood two inches taller, his muscle and determination made him a problem.

"No. Thank you Johnson," Will said sarcastically. "Now I've almost my list of 'High School Cliches to Experience Before Graduating."

"I suggest you shut up smartass," the football player shot back. "Before I do something I really won't regret."

"Mike! C'mon, we're waiting!" They all looked over to see Billie Barkso

"Like what? A swirlie? Then I'll have ten left on the list. And I'm only a junior!"

Noah snickered as the jocks green eyes dilated in anger.

"I warned you Hall!" He growled before shoving his tray into a bystanders hands and lunged forward, swinging his fist back. Only to fall on his face. Will was still staring at the football player at his feet when Noah nudged him and gestured towards a girl. She was on the shorter side with bright green eyes and light brown hair that she was tugging at nervously as she pulled her foot back. Will realized that she had tripped Mike.

"Whoever did that is dead," Johnson was muttering as he stood up.

"You're going to hit a girl? A sophomore girl?" Noah scoffed. "How very noble of you."

"What?" He blanked. The jock spun around to see the girl in question, who had been slowly backing up until she rammed into the circle of people watching. Her eyes grew to the size of saucers and squeaked out a sorry, tugging her hair harder now.

"Getting your girlfriend to protect you Hall?" Mike snarled, grabbing the front of the other boys blue polo.

"Girlfriend?" Will and the mystery girl both choked out.

"She's not my girlfriend! I don't even know her name!"

"Good. I won't have to worry about how she'll feel about this," Johnson smirked, raising his fist again.

"What is going on here?" Mike quickly let go of Will to stop cover his ears. They spun around to see Coach Sylvester standing there. With a bullhorn. Kate didn't get a chance to see the rest, because before she could utter a word in the tall boys defense (if she could manage to make herself do that in the first place) a hand reached out and pulled her out of the crowd.

Once out of the swarm of bystanders she gave a sigh of relief and turned to her rescuer. It was a Hispanic girl with short hair, and she was grinning like crazy.

"I can't believe you did that," She giggled before sticking her hand out. "I'm Andie."

"Y-yeah. I know. I'm Kate. We have-"

"History together. I know. I just never introduced myself. Dammit that was smooth. What you did, I mean. I've been wanting to let that bastard have it since day one," She said, thumbing Mike Johnson, who, along with Will, was being chewed out by Coach Sylvester.

"Andie!" Anna exclaimed running over with Julie. She turned to Kate with a sympathetic look in her eyes. "I'm so sorry for whatever she did. It's the reason everyone's over there isn't it?"

The brunette girl scoffed, "Everything's my fault isn't? Gosh, one small fire and you people never trust me again."

"You were making cereal," Juliet said giving Andie a "no duh." look.

"Exactly! I wasn't even doing anything dangerous!"

"Andie, that's not the poi-" Anna tried to start.

"ANYWAY!" Andie interrupted. "Do you want to come sit with us? We can pretend you were never over there."

"Um...sure."

"Great!"

FINALLY! IT IS DONE! I AM NOT A COMPLETE FAILURE!

Oh wait. Yes I am. THERE'S NOT BEN! :'(

I apologize. He was there in my mind, rolling his eyes and being all Ben-like and stuff. I just forgot to give him lines, and now I can't fit him in!