reputation,, mike chang

two

" so here's what you missed on glee.
emma had a crush on will, but will
was married; then will had a crush
on emma, so he got a divorce and
he kissed her. but now she's dating
some dude named carl.

tina told artie to take a hike, and
then she started getting the hots
for some unmentioned chick. and
now artie's obsessed with getting
her back.

rachel sent a new student to a
crack house, which happened
to be the cousin of work-in-progress
recruit dylan foyes.

that's what you missed on glee! "

dylan's face had never dropped as much as it had when she heard that sunshine was transferring out of mckinley.

"i can't believe you, rachel!" dylan cornered the other brunette at her locker, a glare on her face as she crossed her arms. dylan and rachel were around the same height, dylan slightly taller maybe.

"look, i've already explained this to the glee club, it was for the good of the team that she be scared into joining." rachel shrugged, applying lipgloss using the mirror in her locker as she seemed uninterested.

"she almost died, rachel." dylan rolled her eyes at rachel's nonchalant attitude surrounding the possible murder that could've been on her hands.

"look, dylan, you didn't even know i existed until yesterday," rachel sighed, closing her locker door, "we should just keep it that way now, considering it doesn't benefit you what i choose to do for my team."

"your team?" dylan scoffed, "my cousin. i thought the glee club was supposed to be about outcasts joining together to be something more," dylan narrowed her eyes at the other girl, "i heard it was a safe space for people to go when they didn't feel like they belonged anywhere. sunshine was new here, rachel, and she just wanted some friends who shared interests with her. but now, even i'm less adamant on recommending your club to anyone else, since i guess it isn't safe. it's for power-hungry attention seekers." she spat in return. it wasn't like dylan to go off on someone. but after the lecture she received from her parents the day prior about not protecting sunshine enough, she was already releasing bottled up anger.

rachel seemed as if she was about to defend her actions once more, but dylan didn't want to hear it, turning around and walking off with an angry look in her eyes. she was so preoccupied with glaring at the floor, she didn't even realize she was about to collide with another distracted student until she felt the hot rush of coffee flooding down the front of her shirt.

"i'm so sorry." dylan glanced up and noticed it had been mike chang who spilled the liquid down her shirt, which was currently burning but she didn't know what she could really do about it considering if she removed the shirt she'd be topless.

"no— i should've been paying attention." dylan shrugged his apology off, not really blaming him or having the heart to since her anger had been already taken out on rachel.

"here, uh," mike awkwardly looked at her for a minute before shrugging off his varsity jacket and offering it to her, "to help cover the stain." he held it out, and she took it with a  grateful smile. she smiled back, not too upset about the stain. "thanks mike, sorry about your coffee too." she apologized afterward, picking up the now empty coffee cup and handing it to him apologetically.

mike shook his head, "it's fine," he shrugged, discarding the empty cup into a nearby trash can, "i was just holding it for olivia, wherever she went." mike explained.

"oh, well tell her that i'll just buy her a new one at lunch." dylan laughed before the first period bell rang. "see you." she said out of instinct, even though she didn't regularly talk or see him daily. she used his jacket and pulled it further over her torso to cover the dark coffee stain on her shirt.

after the school day finished, dylan made her way towards the gymnasium. it was half an hour until dismissal, and the homecoming rally was going to be taking place. usually school assembly's were rather entertaining, and dylan was also surprised to hear about the glee club kids would be preforming before the assembly actually started.

moving her way through the cheerios, who were seemingly guarding the entrance door, dylan weaved through some kids before finding an empty spot on the stands.

"do you know what song they're singing?" a blond guy, who dylan was about positive she hadn't seen before, asked her after she sat next to him.

she shook her head, "no clue." she replied, pulling on the sleeves of the jacket she wore as a cool breeze flowed through the room. she had forgotten for a while that she was wearing until now.

"i'm sam, i'm new here." the blond, sam, introduced and dylan finally glanced next to her and got a better look at him.

"i'm dylan," she introduced with a warm smile, "so sam, you joining any sports or clubs?"

"i'm doing football, quarterback actually." sam told her with a proud smile, "any recommendations on other ones?"

"the only thing i can recommend to you would be girls soccer." dylan joked with an amused smile as sam laughed.

"i was thinking about joining glee club, honestly. finn told me to try out, said it would make me cool-- but i don't know if it's something i want to commit to, you know?" sam voiced to her, and she sighed and nodded.

"i don't, really," dylan replied honestly, "i get not being able to commit to joining, sure, that's why i refused, it didn't fit in my schedule and i didn't want to lose my free periods. but what i don't get is why you'd only join if finn said it's cool." she explained.

"i don't want to start out at the bottom of the mckinley high social pyramid. it's hard enough being the new guy, but being the new guy in the school's most hated club?" sam sighed, leaning down and resting his hands against his lap.

"sam, trust me," he looked up at dylan who gestured to the glee kids who were setting up their performance area, "you'll make better friends doing something you're genuinely interested in over something you're only doing to raise your status." she assured him.

sam sent her a nod, his mind drifting to what she just told him as principal figgins began speaking, ending their conversation.

"quiet please, children. quiet now. first, students who ate the ravioli today, and are not up-to-date on their tetanus shots, should see the nurse immediately." dylan scrunched her face in disgust, grateful that she had opted out of eating the cafeteria food for that day, "welcome to our homecoming pep assembly, because of last weeks grisly train derailment, the dulcimer club is on hiatus until further notice. but do we ever have a treat for you," principal figgins spoke with no set emotion in his voice, "fresh off their last place finish at the regionals, please give it up for-- the new directions!"

he welcomed, and scattered claps went throughout the gym. dylan and sam both lightly clapping to show some support, considering most of the student body wasn't even paying attention.

"oh no," she mumbled quietly as toxic began to play.

it seemed fine at first, until her eyes widened even larger at seeing her spanish teacher.

"is that... mr. schuester?" sam whispered in question from next to her, glancing away from the performance.

"sadly," dylan sighed, "he's the director for the new directions, but i don't know why he's preforming with them." she admitted. she had to look away in the middle of the performance, not comfortable with seeing mr. schue standing around the younger students as the sexily danced.

dylan and sam seemed to be the smaller majority of the student body who didn't choose to either stand up and cheer, or jerk off to the dancing glee clubbers.

the fire alarm pulled as soon as the music stopped, and dylan had never been more thankful for sue sylvester disliking something. she stood up immediately, sending sam a quiet bye before going out the exit.