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Don't Stop Believin': The New New Direction.
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Jack Salvador [2]
Harrison Locke [2] "I May Be A Bad Boy But There Is A Love In My Heart That I Cannot Get Over."
Valerie Camden [2]
Sarah Fox [1] "I'm right you're wrong accept that"
Lacey Valentino [1] "Not everyone can say they're a pageant girl..."
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All around Lima, Ohio people were stirring; some for work, and others, particularly the kids of McKinley High, for school. Coffee machines distorted blissful dreams and the smell of freshly-cooked eggs lulled many out of their beds. Summertime was over and school was just waiting around the corner, though no one is ever particularly excited for school. At least, not many would admit to being such. Things hadn't been particularly easy in the last year in McKinley High. Since the disbandment of the Glee Club and the Cheerios haven pretty much obtained their rightful place on top of the social hierarchy, some students have even transferred and others are simply hoping to wait out the obvious calamity that greeted them every time they stepped through those red double-doors. However, something about this year seems...different. Could it be the return of Rachel Berry and some of the former New Directioners? Or is it the stack of pancakes on somebody's table this morning? Who knows! The point is that it is a new year and there are new possibilities for each and every individual, whether new or old. What awaited them on their first day back, no one knew. But what happens, dear readers, is up to you.
It was only after her mother had departed for work (whatever that meant) that Lacey decided to rise from her bed. Truthfully, she had awoken some time around five in the morning, the anxious butterflies in her stomach snatching her from the remarkably dreamless slumber she had grown accustomed to. However, when she heard her mother running around in the spare bedroom that she stayed at since Lacey had begun to live with her aunt, Lacey had decided to stay as still and as silent as she possibly could, curling up beneath her blankets. She wasn't ready to face the older woman yet: she didn't want a lecture about how to act, an outfit to be subscribed to her, and she definitely didn't need any tips or anything of that nature. Her mom didn't always understand what it meant to be a mom, her Auntie had said. It was still a learning process. So, when her mother came in and pressed a kiss on her forehead, she didn't react. At least, not until she heard her own bedroom door close and felt something akin to peace.
Afterwards, attempting to get another thirty minutes or so of sleep just didn't feel right. So, she contended to hopping out of her bed, making it all over again since that was just the type of person she was, and decided to hop into the shower. Knowing her cousin, Robbie, he wouldn't be getting up until they were going to be nearly late or, at least until he was finished singing in the shower. Which usually sounded great, but it impeded upon the punctuality Lacey was known for. She rolled her eyes at the thought before lathering herself in the Warm Vanilla body wash. It was her favorite and it was her signature scent. It smelled like home and on a day when she was actually going to school - when she wasn't going to be trapped in a house with tutors, but actually being around other kids - she needed something familiar. The thought finally struck her that she was actually not going to some psychiatrist session nor was she being confined in the same four walls, and Lacey hurried up to get out of the bathroom. Suddenly the idea of her mother having helped with an outfit for the day sounded a lot more appealing to her. No, she decided as she reentered her bedroom, teeth brushed and water-slicked tanned body wrapped in a towel. We can do this.
"Lace, Robbie! I'm starting on breakfast!" She heard her Aunt Minnie proclaim and she yelled out the door, "Be down soon." There was some muffled thing going on in Robbie's room, which Lacey didn't even wanna think about. She just banged on the side of her wall that he would hear from. Afterwards, she turned to her closet to pull out something sufficient to wear. She didn't want to come off too preppy or too girly, but at the same time, girly was her staple. And before she knew it, she already had something to work with. It was still very much warm outside, so shorts were acceptable. She didn't need too many layers. After slathering herself with lotion of the same scent as her body wash, she pulled her clothes on before fixing up her hair into a simple pulled-back style, which consisted of most of her hair being left down while a few strands were pulled back from her face and tied at the back of her head with a barrette that was very reminiscent to the color of her bottoms. Considering the fact that it was the first day and school, she went light on her makeup and jewelry. Unlike before, Lacey didn't pull away from the mirror too quickly. However, a prolonged amount of time in front of her had her nitpicking and while something in her mind wanted her to find something else, she grabbed up her backpack, spritzed herself with some of her vanilla perfume, and then headed downstairs. Well, she headed downstairs after banging on Robbie's door and yelling, "Wake up, jackass. You're my ride and I'm not being late cuz you think you're Justin Bieber." Lacey didn't wait for a response. She simply jogged down the stairs lightly.
"Morning, sunshine. At least I can count on one of you to be on time," Minnie said and set a plate down in front of Lacey, which consisted of Eggs Benedict and a small bowl of sliced melons, strawberries, and grapes. Lacey giggled, shooting her aunt an appreciative stare. She knew the former pageant girl wouldn't want to eat anything too filling, but she also wasn't allowing Lacey to skip any meals. "Someone's looking cute today. Did you see your mom before she left?" A wave of guilt passed over her, but Lacey shook it away when she responded.
"Uh, no actually. I think she came in my room, not really sure," she replied and hurried to drink some of her grape juice so that she couldn't answer anything. Minnie shot her a knowing stare. Just because she and Victoria weren't getting along, it wasn't fair that Lacey wasn't at least talking to her. That was the problem, right? A lack of communication? Yet and still, Lacey pushed her problems away in favor of sinking her fork into a succulent piece of strawberry, wondering what her first day at McKinley High would be like.
Afterwards, attempting to get another thirty minutes or so of sleep just didn't feel right. So, she contended to hopping out of her bed, making it all over again since that was just the type of person she was, and decided to hop into the shower. Knowing her cousin, Robbie, he wouldn't be getting up until they were going to be nearly late or, at least until he was finished singing in the shower. Which usually sounded great, but it impeded upon the punctuality Lacey was known for. She rolled her eyes at the thought before lathering herself in the Warm Vanilla body wash. It was her favorite and it was her signature scent. It smelled like home and on a day when she was actually going to school - when she wasn't going to be trapped in a house with tutors, but actually being around other kids - she needed something familiar. The thought finally struck her that she was actually not going to some psychiatrist session nor was she being confined in the same four walls, and Lacey hurried up to get out of the bathroom. Suddenly the idea of her mother having helped with an outfit for the day sounded a lot more appealing to her. No, she decided as she reentered her bedroom, teeth brushed and water-slicked tanned body wrapped in a towel. We can do this.
"Lace, Robbie! I'm starting on breakfast!" She heard her Aunt Minnie proclaim and she yelled out the door, "Be down soon." There was some muffled thing going on in Robbie's room, which Lacey didn't even wanna think about. She just banged on the side of her wall that he would hear from. Afterwards, she turned to her closet to pull out something sufficient to wear. She didn't want to come off too preppy or too girly, but at the same time, girly was her staple. And before she knew it, she already had something to work with. It was still very much warm outside, so shorts were acceptable. She didn't need too many layers. After slathering herself with lotion of the same scent as her body wash, she pulled her clothes on before fixing up her hair into a simple pulled-back style, which consisted of most of her hair being left down while a few strands were pulled back from her face and tied at the back of her head with a barrette that was very reminiscent to the color of her bottoms. Considering the fact that it was the first day and school, she went light on her makeup and jewelry. Unlike before, Lacey didn't pull away from the mirror too quickly. However, a prolonged amount of time in front of her had her nitpicking and while something in her mind wanted her to find something else, she grabbed up her backpack, spritzed herself with some of her vanilla perfume, and then headed downstairs. Well, she headed downstairs after banging on Robbie's door and yelling, "Wake up, jackass. You're my ride and I'm not being late cuz you think you're Justin Bieber." Lacey didn't wait for a response. She simply jogged down the stairs lightly.
"Morning, sunshine. At least I can count on one of you to be on time," Minnie said and set a plate down in front of Lacey, which consisted of Eggs Benedict and a small bowl of sliced melons, strawberries, and grapes. Lacey giggled, shooting her aunt an appreciative stare. She knew the former pageant girl wouldn't want to eat anything too filling, but she also wasn't allowing Lacey to skip any meals. "Someone's looking cute today. Did you see your mom before she left?" A wave of guilt passed over her, but Lacey shook it away when she responded.
"Uh, no actually. I think she came in my room, not really sure," she replied and hurried to drink some of her grape juice so that she couldn't answer anything. Minnie shot her a knowing stare. Just because she and Victoria weren't getting along, it wasn't fair that Lacey wasn't at least talking to her. That was the problem, right? A lack of communication? Yet and still, Lacey pushed her problems away in favor of sinking her fork into a succulent piece of strawberry, wondering what her first day at McKinley High would be like.
Meagan woke up rather early, like, 6:00 A.M. early. She always woke up at six, so she would have plenty of time to get her daily routine finished. Her whole morning had a strict schedule which she ALWAYS followed through with. Meagan would wake up at 6:00 A.M., Workout until 6:15, then she would sit down and eat breakfast with her parents at 6:20, hop in the shower by 6:45, She'd be dressed by 7:15, and would be out the door by 7:30, every day. She didn't talk to her parents much, mostly because they weren't a very 'warm' family. Her father was a very strict business man, and her mother was a quiet, timid woman. During her time at home she mostly spent it helping out around the house or studying.
Due to her strict father, she wasn't allowed to go places for recreation often. In fact, the few times she got to go shopping with friends was because her mother made up an excuse that Meagan needed the clothes... If it was completely up to her father, she wouldn't even have her 2011 Volvo S60 Sedan, he'd drive her to and from school himself to make sure she had a nonexistent social life after school.
She stopped to get an iced mocha on her way to school, seeing as she felt she'd need the extra pick-me-up, but as always, Meagan made it on time. Actually, Meagan made it to school early, as usual. She pulled into the parking lot, sighing a bit, sitting in her car as she watched students pour into the building. A good portion weren't here yet, but there was also the early birds like herself, or those related to school faculty that were drug along for the ride.
First day of her Sophomore year? No big deal, right? She thought to herself as she mentally prepared herself for the day ahead. She always had a plan, and regardless, she'd get through this year. Who cares if she lost all of her friends last year due to that incident? She'd make new ones, or maybe not. She didn't necessarily need other people to process day to day living. She knew she could get through this school year on her own, actually, she might do better without other students clogging up her spare time. Keeping her peers at an emotional distance would definitely help her focus on her college resume. So that was a perk, right? Besides, Meagan didn't really mind if she would be alone in a crowded building.
No one ever seemed to meet her expectations, so why should she continue to set herself up to be disappointed in those around her anyway? Being shunned by all her past friends would be a GOOD thing, she felt it in her bones... yet somehow she couldn't find the strength to exit the car. She had time, so she just took a sip of her mocha, hoping the extra oomph would get her feet moving. Her mind was dead set on rocking this school year, but her heart wasn't as convinced, nor was her stomach. She could feel the nerves practically eating her alive.
Zayden woke up early, mostly because he wanted to get to the art room before everyone started pouring in. His mother helped him gel his hair after he got out of the shower, seeing as he was hopeless when it came to styling his own hair. Once she was finished, he gave his mom a kiss on the cheek. He threw on his leather jacket and plaid scarf and was out the door shortly after. He hopped into his 2011 Ford F150 Ford and made a beeline for the school. He made it in no time, actually beating the crowd. He pulled into the parking lot, walking into the building, not really even giving the teachers recognition. In fact, he didn't even stop to give anything a second glance until he was in the art room. He immediately grabbed a canvas, some paint, and got to work. His brush strokes were quick and almost erratic.
No stroke that Zayden made seemed to be planned, actually to anyone who was watching they looked like an array of strokes on the medium that had no immediate purpose, but that was his favorite part about art. All kinds of pointless strokes would eventually create something amazing, it was how he envisioned life to be. A bunch of pointless events would eventually produce a fruitful life, or so he hoped.
He kept with the strokes, shrugging off his jacket and threw his scarf down with it, revealing a relatively thin, long sleeved gray V-neck shirt. He went straight back to painting, as if in a trance, but his focus, the way he stared at the canvas, he was truly enjoying himself. It was as if the brush was an extension of his arm. It came like second nature to him, like breathing. Though, he preferred painting at this hour so no one would disturb him. Actual art class was too noisy and a bunch of annoying girls would always crowd around him and try to flirt with him. It always ended up keeping him from finishing his piece on time....so he chose to come to school at the crack of dawn to get a head start.
This year couldn't be any worse than those before... but he had a horrible feeling something would interfere with his simple way of life. He had no clue what would be in store for him, nor would he ever imagine he'd end up in the Glee Club...but how could he? So far it ceased to exist. As he stood in the Art room, Zayden would probably never experience this much peace again, at least until graduation. He didn't realize just how much he should really take advantage of this moment and truly enjoy it. How many teens ever realized that they should REALLY appreciate a moment? In the end, that's all Zayden was deep down on the inside... a typical teen.. however, there was a lot more to him as you got to know him. He had plenty of ideals, he had ambition, determination, loyalty, and he wasn't easily pressured into things like most guys his age. If someone took the time to get to know him, they'd know Zayden was old fashioned, a very loyal and romantic person... If you can ever get past his tattoos and majorly anti-social attitude that is...
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Valerie woke up to the noise of her twin brothers Mark and Matthew. She got up and walked to the cupboard and grabbed out a white and blue and red dress. She laid it out on the bed before going to the bathroom to shower. She showered and changed into her dress. She walked down the stairs to see her sister and brothers at the table with her grandmother and mother sitting at the dining table. Her father just walked out of the kitchen. "Hello guys." She sat down and ate breakfast in silence.
Once breakfast was finished she got up kissed everyones head and said her goodbyes. She walked out the door and began her walk to school. As her last year of school she decided to join more clubs then she ever did. She walked to the school and walked inside. Taking a look around the building she knew it was her last year and she sensed she needed to make this a good year.
She walked deeper into the school and walked to the secretary. "I need the class sceduel please. Valerie Camden." She smiled at the secretary who handed her the schedule. "Thanks have a good day." She walked to her locker right beside her locker the bulitan board with all the signup sheets for clubs. She decided she would definetly sign up for the Glee Club.
Jack woke up to his alarm clock beeping 7:00. He got up made his bed, and changed into a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. He walked down the stairs to see his grandmother sitting on the table. "Hey Grandma, How are you this morning." She looked up over to him. "Oh hello Grandson. Have a good day at school tell me everything when you get home." He smiled at her and grabbed a plate with eggs on it eating it quickly. "Sure will Grandma." She was already dressed.
He walked with her to the car. He drove her to the school a block away so he could walk the rest. "Thanks Grandma. See you this afternoon." He walked into the school with a confident smile. He walked to the secretary and grabbed his schedule. He walked to his locker putting his bag into there looking around. There was a girl near the board signing up for something he noticed.
Sarah woke up bright an early that morning with a smile on her face she loved going to school it was one of her favorite things to do. Sarah got out of her bed and went into her bathroom and freshened up she put on some make-up and went back into her closet and started looking for one of the perfect things to wear today to school so she looked all over her room in 15 minutes she finally had an outfit good enough to wear, she went back into her bathroom and changed into it.
Once Sarah had changed into her outfit she went downstairs and kissed her mother on the cheek and said "good morning mother, how are you?" her mother answered with a friendly smile "I'm fine dear thank you."
Sarah went into the fridge and grabbed the eggs, bacon and a Greek yogurt. She put the eggs and bacon in the frying pan and started cooking them she then grabbed her Greek yogurt and put it on her table counter, she went back to the stove to flip the bacon and take out the eggs she always makes her mothers breakfast so she put the eggs on 2 plates for her mothers and finished with the bacon on their plates as she handed it to them. Sarah sat down and started eating her Greek yogurt and tried to hurry so she wouldn't be late for the bus so she at as fast as she could and once she had finished she put her container in the sink and ran back up the stairs and grabbed her bag and her purse.
Soon Sarah was out the door and walking to the school bus stop and sat down on the chair and waited for the bus to come to this stop. Sarah waited for a couple minutes before she heard the bus coming around the corner and stopped at the stop where she was waiting for 7 minutes, so Sarah got on the bus and sat down in the front Sarah always sat in the front so if their was ever an emergency she would be the first able to get out.
A short time later Sarah and all the other students arrived at the school and stepped off the bus, Sarah started walking to the front of the school where she saw tons of the students coming off their cars and buses Sarah started walking faster she knew soon Harrison Locke would come and he would dump her in a trash bin so she walked as fast as she could and walked into the building and went to her locker.
Sarah got to her locker 321 and picked out her books for the next class and went straight to the next classroom.
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A rather fine specimen of a male, or so he likes to think so, stepped out of a steam filled bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel that was wrapped well below his v-cut midsection. A slight smirk curved among the corners of his lips as he walked past his mirror, seeing himself. He did a few muscle flexes then chuckled while going over his closet, picking out his outfit for the day. It was a little bit too early for him to be up but he received a text from one of his fellow buddies saying that they were dumping Freshmen, nerds or basically anyone who crossed their path into the dumpster and he had to be there, as soon as possible. After pulling out his outfit, which consisted of a blue buttoned up collar shirt and a pair of blue jeans, he quickly placed it upon himself then reviewed over himself in the mirror again.
"Well, first day back at McKinley, let's go get 'em." He spoke while running his fingers over his blemish free face as he grabbed his book-bag, cell phone and car keys. Harrison jogged down the stairs and saw a note on the kitchen table over a plate of fruit. [Hey Harrison. I had to rush to work this morning and didn't want to wake you. Anyway, enjoy your first day at school, I cannot wait to hear about it. Love ya'!] The note read as he sighed then balled it up and chucked it into the trash can nearby, picking up a piece of cantaloupe and biting into it. He looked down at his wristwatch and scurried out of the house and unlocked his car with a simple click of a button then hopped into the driver seat while throwing his book-bag into the passenger seat. Harrison cranked up his engine and placed on his sunglasses while skidding out of the driveway and heading off to school.
Harrison pulled up into his parking space then grabbed his book-bag while getting out, placing the sunglasses onto the top of his head now, flashing a beaming smile as he closed the door behind him, locking it afterwards. He walked through the school grounds and went to the designated area, which was on the side of the school, the infamous dumpster. "Hey guys." Harrison spoke as his friends fist bumped him and he did the same in return. "So, what's on the menu today?" He asked as his eyes flashed upon a scared, shaky nerd, who had the muscular arm of a jock basically weighing him down. "New nerd to the school." His friend said while waving his hand dismissively at the fresh piece of meat. "Well, let's get this over with." Harrison said with a slight sigh as he tossed his book-bag to the side then walked up to the nerd.
"Don't worry, kid. You are the first of the year to be dumped by Harrison. You should be smiling." Harrison smirked as they shuddering male was hoisted up above Harrison's head, with the help of a few friends. "Welcome to McKinley." He said while throwing the kid into the dumpster and clapping his hands together. "Alright, boys. Have fun. If I see anyone else around, I'll be sure to bring them by." He waved them goodbye then picked up his book-bag and walked up the few steps that lead to the main entrance of McKinley High.
He breathed in the school air while leaning against his locker, which he propped himself up off of. "Oh, crap." He muttered underneath his breath while going back over to his locker, pulling out a folded up mechanism, which was his brand new scooter. "Can't forget this baby." Harrison patted the handlebars while speaking those words then placed one foot on the scooter while kicking the other one back and riding it through the halls, whistling a random tune.
This year was going to be all about him and no matter what lengths he had to go to make sure that happens, he was going to make sure that it happened.
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