Lila Anderson has returned for her sophomore year at McKinley High. After losing regionals, the Glee Club is officially at the bottom of the food chain, but when Lila comes back for the school year with a new look, she gets more than overlooked in t...
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I woke up to the blare of my alarm, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through me. Today was the first day of my sophomore year, and also the first day back after our epic loss at regionals. I threw off the covers and made my way to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face to wake myself up fully. After carefully selecting my outfit – a brown mini skirt and a floral black shirt – and applying a bit of makeup, I headed downstairs.
The smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted me. My dad sat at the kitchen table, attention towards the morning paper.
"Morning, Dad," I said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Morning, sweetheart. You ready for your first day back?" he asked, looking up with a smile.
"Yeah, I think so. I'm kinda nervous though." I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt.
"You'll do great. Just be yourself," he encouraged.
"Thanks, Dad." I grabbed a piece of toast and my travel mug of coffee. "I gotta go. Don't want to be late."
"Drive safe. And good luck!" he called after me as I headed out the door.
I made my way to the driveway where my car was parked. Over the summer, I had finally gotten my driver's license, and today was my first solo drive to school. I took a deep breath, slid into the driver's seat, and started the engine.
The hallway was bustling with students, everyone excitedly chattering about their summers and first-day plans. I made my way to my locker, already mentally preparing for the day ahead. Just as I started putting my things away, I was abruptly stopped by Jacob Ben Israel, the school's notorious gossip blogger.
Holding a microphone in my face, he asked, "Lila Anderson, how does it feel being voted the hottest girl in school?"
I blinked, caught completely off guard. "What? No, I was not."
Jacob pulled out his laptop and showed me his blog. "Is it true that you got your boob job at the same place as Santana Lopez?"
I rolled my eyes and started walking away. "I didn't get a boob job, JewFro. I grew up."
Jacob followed me, determined. "How did you go from being the most unnoticed girl in school to, well... hot?"
"I don't know, maybe it happened overnight," I muttered, trying to shake him off.
Actually, I know exactly how it happened.
It all started a few weeks after school ended. I was deeply depressed about Jesse ripping out my heart and smashing it into a million pieces in the McKinley High auditorium. I was completely bedbound, living off pints of ice cream and endless rewatchings of Friends. It wasn't until a few weeks later when Kurt barged through my bedroom door and said, "Get out of bed, or else you're going to get fat and ugly."
