Giselle Archer... the girl who lost her mother and lost herself as a young girl. She has never truly believed in love and never truly believed in herself. She joins the New Directions, because she was best friends with Finn Hudson and Quinn Fabray...
Finn had been my best friend for as long as I remember. Going into the choir room knowing he won't be back in this choir room really sucked. If I am being at all honest, I miss him. It's hard going into the choir room realizing that your best friend that you had known your entire life is gone.
Nationals was in a few weeks. We had lots of preparations and very little time. Now that all the big things were out of the way, I didn't have to worry much about prom or anything. It was all over with. All I have is the end of the year to get through. Meaning I have finals, nationals, and graduation. Never have I realized that high school was going by quickly. I was excited, but at the same time—very sad. Before I knew it, I was going to be leaving my friends, school, and hometown to go to a big university.
Ever since Finn died, I haven't really shown interest in dance. Dance had been my entire life and now I see dance as a reminder of something that my friend was not as good in as I was.
"Hey Elle, are we ready for rehearsals? You've been pretty unfocused." Bethany asked. I just looked up from the spot in the floor hat I have been staring at for several minutes. The truth is that I haven't been into anything. Everything inside of me still hurts from when Finn died. I can't let them know how I am feeling.
"I'm fine." I lied.
"Uh, okay. Let's take it from the top." Jack stated. Then, I noticed Elliot standing up from his drums.
"Uh, actually Beth, I am going to get some water, uh, anyone else want some?" He asked.
"Now that you mention it, yeah, that would be great!" Beth smiles.
"Grab me one!" Jack nodded.
"Uh, Elle, why don't you come and help me." Elliot gestured. I nodded and followed him out of their garage and into their kitchen.
"Alright, what's up?" He turned around and asked me.
"What are you talking about?" I questioned.
"This isn't you. I know that from the bottom of my heart. I know something is wrong and I won't let you leave until I know what it is." He leaned against the island.
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"Why do you care?" I mumbled. "I'm here, aren't I?" I asked.
"See! This is what I am talking about. Something is up whether you want to admit it or not." Elliot pointed his finger at me.
"Okay, well, then I don't want to talk about it." I shrugged.
"Well, I won't let you leave then." He stated. We stood their in awkward silence.
"Okay, okay. I don't want everyone to come out and ask." I agreed. "So..." I started. "About a couple of weeks ago, my best friend died." I admitted. He just have me a blank stare.
"I'm so so sorry." He apologized as he hugged me.
"It's fine." I shrugged.
"You can go home if you need to. I know the others will understand."
