#gleedoopen

Tina had never been particularly confident, but after freshman year when she’d tried out for the Cheerios and been cut, she’d been more timid about trying new activities at school than ever. Still... she loved singing, had since she was a little girl, and the Glee club sign up sheet was taunting her from across the hallway. She’d stared at it every time she’d walked past today. She was staring at it again now, too, when she felt someone else nearby -- watching her or the sheet, she wasn’t sure, but she hugged her arms around her textbook tightly, the proximity making her defensive. “Someone dared me to sign up,” she lied, turning her head away from the sign up sheet and towards the other person. “But um, I’m not sure if I should go through with it or not.”

“I just don’t understand-” Santana started through very heavy tears out of absolutely nowhere, “-How I wasn’t number one on the glist?” She wiped away the tears from her cheeks but they were soon replaced with new ones as she took another swig from the White Claw she was holding. “I mean, I’m so hot. I’m like, so, so hot, right? There’s not a boy on the football team who doesn’t salivate when I walk by and I’m number FOUR?” She finished the last of her drink and threw it in the corner then started frantically searching for another one. “And of all people to lose out to...FINN?” She screeched, feeling the well of tears grow as she ranted. “That’s like being beat out by Grimace and the Hamburglar COMBINED.” She finally found an unopened can and popped the tab, taking a long sip before continuing. “Ew, lime. Why the hell would you let me drink LIME,” She shouted at seemingly no one. She slunk down against the wall, not noticing if anyone around her was even listening. “What do I have to do? Do I have to finally give in to having sex with the hockey team? I hate those guys and their stupid mullets, but now that I’m number FOUR I guess that’s the best I can do!” 

Santana shoved her hand in the basket of bread sticks sat in front of her, pulling the longest one out and immediately shoving it into her mouth. She wouldn’t normally be carbo-loading like this, but she’d had a tough week. Quinn dropping he pregnancy bomb on her had really taken her for a spin, and while she wasn’t the one that was going to have to deal with the fallout, she felt like she was going to explode keeping this secret. The stress was so bad she was at Breadstix alone, downing one refillable bread stick basket after the other, waiting on her chicken parmesan to finally get there so she could stress eat that as well. She felt someone approach her table and, thinking it was the waitress, she held out her cup signaling she needed a refill. When the cup wasn’t taken from her hand she looked up in confusion, groaning when she saw that it was one of her fellow Glee club members approaching her instead. “If you tell anyone you saw me like this I will start a rumor about you so vicious that you will not even be able to go into a grocery store without getting stared at and whispered about. Colleges will know to automatically reject your application and all your future sexual partners will regret the one sweaty night they spent with you so unless you have something useful to say, fuck off.” 

“I’ve told you, you really don’t have to give me the tour just because Figgins said so,” Jesse protested as he skulked down the corridor with his new ‘buddy’. “Really, how hard can it possibly be to learn the layout of the school? Especially when you’ve got this.” He motioned to the colour coded map of the school he’d been supplied with, before stuffing it into his satchel. “Surely you’ve got better things to be doing than showing the new kid around school...”