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"Wow. Just wow. Alastor that was amazing." Mr. Schue said clapping.

He stood up. 

"So, am I in?" I ask.

"Who the heck are you?" Santana asks.

Funny question. It's a delicate subject. 

"Santana that shouldn't matter. The Glee club welcomes everyone." Mr. Schue said.

"I'm new. I'm originally from Massachusetts." I manage to answer. 

"You're in Alastor. You have nice talent." Mr. Schue said.

I did a small bow. I soon exit. I didn't go fully out. I turned and hid on the wall side. I pulled out my staff from the shadows. I turn it on for recording. 

"Well, he was..." Finn starts.

Santana stood up.

"A total weirdo! What kind of teenager dresses like that?!" Santana yells.

"His voice kinda sounds like a radio." Puck says.

"Granted his voice is unusual. He could still make a good addition to the team." Artie says.

Thanks lad. Thanks. 

"Well, well, look what the cat dragged in." I hear. 

I turn. I smile creepily.

"If it isn't Sue Selvester." I smile.

"Your damn right it is, and I can say you look like some sad sappy 80s boy." Sue hissed.

I go way back farther than that. She gave me a quick shove. I didn't worry about it. I don't want to scare her, but if where I come from someone pushes me, I'd tear them limb from limb. I smile creepily as I walk on with my bag. I needed to find my locker. I find it. I open it and put my bag in. I hope my locker mates aren't jerks or I might have to unleash my true power.   

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