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Casey's POV~ Ah first day at a new highschool, a time when I can set a good first impression of myself. I'm going to someplace called McKinley high seems pretty legit. I put on my outfit (above) And pack my favorite candies. "Hola Mami" I smile and kiss my mom on the cheek. "Buenos dias mi amor" you see my mom is Mexican American and my dad was Japanese but he died in service, he was in the special ops but he died during a mission after saving two of his superiors. They hold a celebration for him on the anniversary of his death back in our neighborhood in New York at the rec center. He got an honorable discharge and a purple heart which was given to my mom, We keep it framed and on the wall next to a picture of him.
 

My mom's a nurse and often takes the night shift at the hospital because the pay was better, but it also means we barely see each other since when she gets back home she goes to sleep, and when she leaves for work I'm just getting back from school. 

We used to live in New York, a Great school really, It was inclusive and diverse in every possible. Which of course made it really easy for me to come out, now don't get me wrong I was scared as heck but the support I had from my friends and teachers made it not as bad so I came out as pansexual.    

"so first day at a new school huh?" my mother says, "yeah I'm a little nervous about it though" I timidly respond.  "it's going to be ok mijo, you should see if they have one of those glee clubs like the one at your old school m'kay?". At my old school, I was in glee club and I guess we were famous, We got to travel around and we got to work with lady gaga once which was amazing I still have a picture with her on my phone. I got the lead most of the time which of course made me gain enemies along the way but I was proud of my craft and never mistook being proud of myself with being boastful and immature. "yeah mami I'll try" then I look at the clock "mom I got to go I'll see you later" Rushing to get up so I won't be late. "Bye my baby, don't forget I start work today!" my mom tries to yell but by the time she finishes her sentence, I'm already out the door.

*time skip since I'm a little lazy rn 🌺*

I pull up to school in my bike and I see who I'm pretty sure is a teacher pull in with a car that's screeching. 'yikes' I think to myself. I rush inside trying to avoid as many people as possible although I see a bunch of guys in letterman jackets one of them caught my eye I brush it off for now. I go inside and down the hall to see a signup sheet for a glee. I stop at it and write my name in cursive as my mom taught me

𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓮𝔂 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷

and put a little heart at the end, I put a heart at the end whenever I write my name because it reminds me of my father.

*another time skip brought to you by a lazy and mildly stressed out author*

I'm standing on the auditorium stage getting ready to perform my audition song. Everyone was really good and I feel kinda worried especially about that Rachel girl, she was great.

"Hi my name is Casey Brown and I'll be singing soap by Melanie Martinez"

(You can start the song here if you want)

Think I just remembered something
I think I left the faucet running
Now my words are filling up the tub
Darling, you're just soaking in it
But I know you'll get out the minute
You notice all your fingers pruning up

I'm tired of being careful, gentle, trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?

I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap

God, I wish I'd never spoke

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

Think I got myself in trouble
So I fill the bath with bubbles
Then I'll put the towels all away
Should've never said the word "love"
Threw a toaster in the bathtub
I'm sick of all the games I have to play

I'm tired of being careful, gentle, trying to keep the water warm

Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I'd never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

I feel it coming out my throat

Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

I feel it coming out my throat

Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I'd never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

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"Wow. That was good" Mr. Shue said a little surprised, most likely because of how feminine I sing which I take pride in. It's good to know that I can sing songs traditionally sung by women without sounding like a dying bird while trying to hit the high notes.

"Thanks Mr. Shue" 

little did I know how much glee would change me, and more importantly how one certain star quarterback would change my life for the better....

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A/N:

that is one chapter done and in the books, I hope you guys enjoy this book because I've been sitting on the idea for atleast a year now. 

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