User blog:BrandonLane/Pilot of My Fanfiction

The first day of school had already begun. Many students hurried through the hall pushing by each other, except for Melody Jones. Melody was relieved for school to begin. She had so much planned for the school year she could hardly wait. Melody was the girl next door, she had a sweet heart, but she was known to have a smart mouth. Melody had such a beautiful voice, one people would pay to hear. Melody had golden hair, which went to her back. She had an angel face and freckles. Melody had a British accent that guy’s found attractive. Melody skimmed through her bag trying to find a pen to sign up for the new Glee Club. Melody signed the audition list, and then headed to her first class.

(In Melody's head) People are probably jealous of my talent. I mean it isn't everday you run into such a strong and amazing girl. I'm what you would call the "girl next door"/. I'm incredibly sweet, but even I have my diva side. I am eager to join Glee, hopefully Mr. Schue can see the amazing talent I have to offer.

Will Schuester was so excited about the Glee Club. He had missed Glee so much since all of his stars left, and made something of them-selves. He knew that when he arrived he had to reopen the club, and finally get some new talent back in the choir room. He was excited to see everyone audition. When the bell rang he walked down the hall to find Carla Aimee Rae Jasper struggling to reach the audition sign.

“Um, do you need help Mrs. Jasper?”

“Yes, thank you so much, I’m really happy you’re doing the new Glee club. I can’t wait to audition!” Carla said with excitement.

James walked away pretty relieved that people were actually eager to join.

The day had flown by; Mr. Schue was excited to see the people who auditioned. As he walked in he waited for his first student to begin.

“Ms. Jones, please come on stage.” Mr. Schue said loudly.

Melody walked out onto the stage. She was wearing a really pretty sun dress with her black flats.

“What are you singing?” Mr. Schue asked.

“I will be singing One Step at a Time, by Jordin Sparks.”

''Hurry up and wait so close but so far away. ''

''Everything that you've always dreamed of. ''

''Close enough for you to taste but you just can't touch. ''(Melody starts to get more confident)

''You wanna show the world but no one knows your name yet. ''

''Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''You know you can if you get the chance. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''In your face and the door keeps slamming. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''You wanna show the world but no one knows your name yet. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''You know you can if you get the chance. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''In your face and the door keeps slamming. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''Now you're feeling more and more frustrated. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''And you're getting all kind of impatient, waiting. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''We live and we learn to take. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''One step at a time there's no need to rush. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''It's like learning to fly or falling in love. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''It's gonna happen and it's supposed to happen. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''One step at a time there's no need to rush. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''It's like learning to fly or falling in love. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''It's gonna happen and it's supposed to happen. ''(Melody’s voice grows)

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">''That we find the reasons why, one step at a time ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">“Wow, you did amazing Ms. Jones! I’m so proud of you!” Mr. Schue said with pure excitement.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">“Thank you Mr. Schue, I can’t wait to start getting my solos.” Melody said with such confidence.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">“Next!” Mr. Schue screamed in the April Rhodes Pavilion.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Carla wheeled on the stage smiling happily.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">“Well hello Ms. Jasper.” Mr. Schue said happily.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">“I will be singing, My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson.”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' Guess this means you're sorry You're standing at my door Guess this means you take back All you said before Like how much you wanted Anyone but me Said you'd never come back But here you are again

'Cause we belong together now, yeah Forever united here somehow, yeah You got a piece of me  (belts out me)  And honestly, My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' Baby I was stupid for telling you goodbye Maybe I was wrong for tryin' to pick a fight I know that I've got issues But you're pretty messed up too Either way, I found out I'm nothing without you ''

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' 'Cause we belong together now, yeah Forever united here somehow, yeah You got a piece of me And honestly, My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Very good Carla, I’m impressed how well you handled your voice.” Mr. Schue said smiling.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Thank you Mr. Schue,” Carla said with a huge smile on her face, “Does that mean I’m in?”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Sure does!” said Mr. Schue.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> Angel Sander’s walked on the stage.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Hello, I’m singing Confessions of a Teenage Broken Heart by Lindsay Lohan.”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">''I wait for the postman to bring me a letter I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders A family in crisis that only grows older

Why'd you have to go Why'd you have to go Why'd you have to go Daughter to father, daughter to father I am broken but I am hoping Daughter to father, daughter to father I am crying, a part of me is dying and These are, these are The confessions of a broken heart'' (belts out heart with passion, Mr. Schue looks impressed at her skills)

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">''Daughter to father, daughter to father I am broken but I am hoping Daughter to father, daughter to father I am crying, a part of me is dying and These are, these are The confessions of a broken heart ''(Melody looks jealous at Angel, and rolling her eyes at her voice)

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">“That was just amazing! You have such soul that I haven’t seen for years!” Mr. Schue said baffled by her performance.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">“Thank you.” Angel said blushing.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">Angel walked off the stage, noticing Melody glaring at her.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">Matt Williams walked on the stage.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">“Hello, I’m Matt Williams, and I will be singing Rolling in the Deep by Adele. “

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">'' There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark  (Matt feels nervous, but starts rising with the song) Finally I can see you crystal clear Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare

See how I'll leave, with every piece of you Don't underestimate the things that I will do There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark

The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling

We could have had it all Rolling in the deep (starts throwing his voice out there, and impresses Mr. Schue with his confidence and pitch) You had my heart inside your hand And you played it to the beat

Baby, I have no story to be told But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Making a home down there as mine sure won't be shared

The scars of your love remind you of us They keep me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">'' We could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside your hand And you played it to the beat ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 307.7pt;">'' (Now I'm gonna wish you never had met me) You had my heart and soul in your hand (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) But you played it, you played it, you played it to the beat ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “You did really good Mr. Williams, I can’t wait to see you in the choir room tomorrow.” Mr. Schue said happily.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Yay!” Matt said high-pitched, “I’m honored to be in your club!”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> Finnick Pairan walks onto the stage happily.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Hello, I’m Finnick Pairan, and I will be singing Forever Young by Alphaville”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' Let's dance in style, lets dance for a while Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies Hoping for the best but expecting the worst Are you going to drop the bomb or not? Let us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip The music's for the sad men Can you imagine when this race is won Turn our golden faces into the sun Praising our leaders we're getting in tune The music's played by the madman

Forever young, i want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever forever Forever young, i want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever Forever young ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Good job Finnick you’re in.” Mr. Schue said calmly.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Thank you Mr. Schue.” Finnick said in a French accent.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> The last student walked on the stage.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Hello, my name is Reece Holt, and I will be singing Cool from West Side Story.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' I swear the next creep who calls me hoodlum... ICE You'll laugh. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' Yeah, now you all better dig this and dit it good. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' No matter who or what is eatin' at you, man you show it and you are dead. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' You are cuttin' a hole in yourselves for them to stick in a red hot umbrella and open it. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' Wide. You wanna get past the cops when they start asking about tonight? ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' Play it cool. You wanna live in this lousy world? ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">'' You play it cool. ACTION I wanna get even! ICE Get cool! A-RAB I wanna bust! ICE Bust cool! ACTION I wanna go! ICE Go cool! Boy, boy, crazy boy Get cool, boy Got a rocket in your pocket Keep cooly cool boy Don't get hot 'Cause man you got Some high times ahead Take it slow And Daddy-o You can live it up and die in bed Boy, boy, crazy boy Stay loose, boy Breeze it Buzz it Easy does it Turn off the juice, boy Go man, go But not like a yo-yo school boy Just play it cool, boy Real cool Boy, boy, crazy boy Stay loose, boy Breeze it Buzz it Easy does it Turn off the juice, boy Just play it cool, boy Real cool ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Excellent Mr. Holt.” Mr. Schue said kindly.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Awesome, I can’t wait to show you what I got.” Reece said hyper ventilating a little bit.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> The next day the bell rang, and all the students came into the choir room. Melody was the first to get in, and already found her chair for the year. Angela came in with her new friend Matt, who was laughing and giggling with her. Melody gave Angela another stare, and this time Angela gave her one back. Reece noticed Matt, and started to give him an awful stare. Reece was uncomfortable around gay people, and didn’t agree with it. When Mr. Schue came in everyone quit talking and waited for him to speak.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Alright guys, we have a lot of work to do if we want to get to nationals!” Mr. Schue said with excitement, “But first we need to recruit more people.”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Um, can’t we just stick with who we got?” Melody said hoping he would agree.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “No Ms. Jones, we need more people, six is not enough to compete.”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Ugh, fine!” Melody said annoyed.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “We will be opening for a pep rally tomorrow, and your song you’ll all be performing is, Under Pressure by Queen and David Bowie.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> Melody walked out in the hall towards her locker. She noticed one of the jocks standing with his friends laughing. Melody bumped into one of the cheerio girls.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “You mind, please stare at my boyfriend some more.” The blonde said rudely.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “I’m so sorry…” Melody said sincerely.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “You should be dork! Now go back to your pitiful life under a rock and back off my man.” The blonde said hatefully, not backing down.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Rachel!” The brown haired boy screamed.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Coming, Aiden!” She said grinning.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> All of a sudden one of the football players walked over and threw a red slushy straight in Melody’s face.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> “Oh my gosh!” Melody screamed.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"> Everyone was laughing except Aidan. Melody ran off crying towards the other end of the hall.