{sam evans ff}
Olivia Schuester is a Cheerio, a member of the celibacy club, she's popular and she gets good grades. She's surviving high school until her Dad brings back the Glee Club.
"You're supposed to hold me down but you're holding me back an...
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One good thing that came out of all my friend's dreams being crushed was that they had all moved back to Lima and we could enjoy hanging out like we did when we were all in high school together. Sam and I were living in the apartment with Dad, Emma and Daniel; some people may think that we were an added bother but we were actually helping with a lot of thing, including childcare so that the married couple could spend date nights together without the baby.
Tonight, was one of our dinners where we invited our friends over for food and we were excited to see everyone since the news was revealed that New Directions was back. Rachel had even received help from Kurt, who came back to Lima to complete work experience for his degree in NYADA, as they were focusing on recruiting new members. This was exciting news but I knew that secretly Dad and Blaine were worried about how competing against each other was going to work because none of them wanted to lose their friends but they also all wanted to win.
I grabbed drinks from the fridge and handed them out as Rachel, Kurt and Sam were sat in the lounge. Dad had been in the kitchen ever since everyone arrived because he was in charge of cooking and Emma had taken Daniel to her parents' house because they wanted to spend some time with their grandson. I had heard that Rachel was struggling with recruiting members but what had also been circling the school, was a video of Becky Jackson throwing a slushie all over her, just like when Glee Club first started all those years ago.
"Honestly, I forgot how cold those slushies are. They chill you to the bone."
"I'm so sorry that happened, Rachel." Dad said as he carried a plate of food to the table. "Alright guys, dinner is served."
"You know what, though? It didn't really bother me. It's like I felt good being the underdog again, like I was getting back to my McKinley roots."
"All that from getting slushied in the face?" Sam asked as we walked to the dinner table. "Well, I guess Becky did you a solid."
Dad sat at one end of the table, Sam and Rachel sat next to each other and Kurt and I sat opposite, leaving the other end of the table unoccupied because we were waiting on our last guest, who was running late. We began dishing out the food because we were all hungry as Dad started the conversation about Glee Clubs and what was happening at McKinley.
"Wait, so you two are co-directing then?"
"Yes." Kurt answered as Rachel spoke at the same time. "Not really."
"Well, I guess we haven't come around to that conversation yet." Kurt sighed, taking a sip from his drink because there was an awkward atmosphere in the room after not agreeing on something.
"We're just focusing on recruiting right now."
Luckily, we were saved by the bell, the doorbell which meant that our final guest had arrived. He was late but we didn't mind, because Warbler practise had probably gone on longer than he had expected. Dad stood up from the table and headed towards the door. "That must be Blaine."
