The new kid

Chapter 1

I walked down the hallways of my new school, McKinley high, as I heard these amazing voices singing. I stopped, and I watched and listened. They're amazing. The teacher turned around and said "hi. Can I help you?" "Oh uh sorry. I just heard amazing singing coming from this room so I just stopped and listened for a while. What's going on?" I said to the curly haired man. "This is glee club. I'm Mr. Schuester. And you are?" Mr. Schuester said. "What's a glee club? And I'm Danielle, or Dani for short." I said to him. "Glee club is where you can try to be a star like me, but it's no use. I'm the best one here." Rachel berry shouted. "Rachel please. Sorry for that. You're welcomed to join if you like." Rachel sat down and crossed her arms. "Sure I'd love to." I walked in and sat next to this guy. "Hey I'm Puck and if I heard right you're Dani?" He asked. "Hi puck. And yes I'm Dani." "As you guys know we have to get ready for sectionals in a few weeks. Auditions for solos will be tomorrow at-" Rachel cut Mr. Schue off, "Why even tell them Mr. Schue? I will always win the solos" Rachel said. "Not so fast missy, I'm just as good as you. I'm trying out and beating you for that solo" Mercedes said. "Yeah I'd like to see th-" "Rachel enough! Now, auditions are tomorrow at 5. Anyone can try out. Even you Dani. If you even want to stay in this crazy group we call glee." Mr. Schuester said. "I'll be there Mr. Schuester." I said. *bell rings*

I walk to find my next class. Geometry. I walk into the class and I see Mercedes. "Hey is it okay if I sit here?" I said pointing to the seat next to her. "Of course you can girl." She said. "So glee club, are you guys always like that? Like fighting?" I asked. "No. Rachel is just, well kind of special. She's a stuck up bitch who thinks she's so much better than everyone else and thinks she's a star. She also tries way to hard." Mercedes said. "Oh I see" I said. A few hours later the day is finally over. "How was your first day at school Dani? Any bullies here?" My mom said. "Actually no. Well not yet anyway. It was only my first day. But I'm already in a club. Glee club. You dance and sing and compete. I think I'll really enjoy it here. Thanks mom." I said hugging her and going upstairs to my room to do homework. "Dinners ready Danielle!" My mom yelled. Dinner already? Damn I must be really into my homework. I go downstairs. My mom ordered pizza. But it's Thursday. "What's the occasion mom? You only get pizza on Fridays. It's Thursday." I said concerned. "I just didn't feel like cooking Dani. We all have our lazy days." She said laughing. We sat down and ate. Nothing has seemed right ever since my sisters suicide last month. Nothing seems to be in place. I know this hurts my mom and I know it hurts me. We never talk about it and I'm too scared to bring it up. I keep my mouth shut for now. "Wow Lima has some really good pizza." I said. "That they do Dani, that they do." We continued eating for a while. I stopped after one slice. "Don't you want more honey?" My mom asked. "I'm not that hungry tonight. I don't know why." I lied. "Okay. Go finish your homework" I nodded and went upstairs. A few more hours went by and it was already nine and I haven't finished this homework. This might be a tough year. I take a break and pray to Samantha, my sister. I'm not all about this religious thing. But I think it's the only way I can talk to my sister again. It's worth a try. 'Dear Sam. It's been about a month without you. It's not getting better. Mom won't talk about it and I'm scared to ask her about it. We loved you Sam. We really did. We may have had our fights, but we're sisters. That's what sisters are supposed to do. Anyway, I wanted to ask you, if it's not too much, and if you can hear me, please have mom or I to have enough strength to talk about you. I want to address it but I'm so scared that she's going to explode in anger. You know how she is when she's angry. I just miss you so much Sammy. So much. I love you baby girl. I'm trying to make it without you. It's hard but I'll try to continue.' I finish my homework and cry myself to sleep.