Junior Year (Sequel to Start Off Fresh)

Chapter 7: Getting Organised

I enter the school with Jake.

"Hey Jake, can I throw a party at my place on Saturday night?" I ask. He looks at me strange.

"You, the nicest girl in this school, throwing a party," he said.

"Yes. I mean, I'm popular now and a lot of people will come," I said. He sighs.

"Fine." I smile and I hug him.

"Great. I'll text everyone," I said and I run down the hallway. I then bump into someone...again.

Why do I keep doing this?

"Oh my god. Are you okay Em?" I smile.

"Yeah, I..." I then open my eyes and I see Ryder. My smile disappears. I stand up and I brush the invisible dust off my cheerios skirt. "I guess. You should watch where you're going." I then walk off to cheerios practise. I walk into the gym and I find Haylee on the bleachers. I smile and I run over to her. "Hey Haylee." She smiles.

"Hey Emmie. Can I call you that?" She asks. I laugh and I nod. "Great."

"Only if I can call you Hails," I said. She laughs and she nods.

"Hi guys." I turn around and I see Cherry.

"What do you want?" I ask with my hands on my hips.

"I want to apologise for kissing your boyfriend," she said.

"Ha, whatever. Thanks to you, we have broken up. Now you can taste him as much as you want. Come on Hails," I said and we walk off. "Sorry you had to see that."

"It's okay. She's a biatch anyway," she said and I smile.

"Cheerios, we are going to practise on the field," Sue said. "And I want you all to run 5 laps around the field before I get there. Now move!"

Haylee and I start running. We run to the field. I look at Haylee and I see her looking at someone. I look over at the person and it is Jake.

What is he doing with the Football team?

"Haylee, don't tell me that you have a crush on my brother," I said. She quickly turns to me and she shakes her head fast. I roll my eyes. "Sure Hails, sure."

"I don't!" She said with a smile. I raise an eyebrow. She sighs. "Fine. I may have a little crush on him." She looks back at me with a serious face. "Don't you dare tell him."

"I promise," I said. I look back at the Football players. Wait, is that Lucas? What is he doing? He sees me and I wave. He waves back. He taps Jake's shoulder and Jake turns. He looks at us. Haylee waves at him. I laugh a little. The Football players start running. Haylee and I run over to Lucas and Jake. "Hey guys. I never thought of you being the football types."

"Well, we need to do some extra activities and we thought we could be reserves for Football," Lucas said. I nod.

"Cool," I said with a smile. He smiles back. I then spot Sue. "Sorry boys. We better run. Oh, Lucas, I'm having a party on Saturday. I hope I see you there." I wink at him. Haylee and I run off.

"Am I invited?" Haylee asks.

"Are you kidding? Of course you are invited," I said with a smile. She smiles back. We run back to Sue.

"What took you so long?" Sue asks.

"Well, I was just..." I said, but Sue decides to interrupt me.

"I don't care. Give me 200 push ups!" She yells. Haylee and I start our push ups. "Not you H, just Puckerman." Haylee looks at Sue confused. She then stands up. I roll my eyes.

Why am I the only one who is being punished?

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"Okay everyone. I'm having a party at my place on Saturday. I was hoping if I could see you all there?" I said to Glee Club. They nod and I smile. "Great."

"Okay everyone. Since Finn is off at college, I need someone to help me with Glee Club. So, I got Quinn Fabray to help us for now," Mr Shue said and Kitty screams. Quinn walks into the choir room and Kitty hugs her.

"Oh my god. This is a dream come true," Kitty said, still hugging Quinn. Quinn smiles.

"It's always good to see you too Kitty," she said. Kitty stops hugging her and she takes a seat.

"Quinn was in Glee Club when she was going to this school. Quinn is probably one of the bravest people I've ever met," Mr Shue said and Quinn smiles.

"Thanks Mr Shue. You are always there for me," she said with a smile.

"I thought you were at Yale?" Jake asks.

"I'm on break. Now, what songs should we perform for Sectionals?" Quinn asks us. We all think.

"We could perform Price Tag," Michaela said. I high five her.

"No. That song isn't suitable for the viewers," Quinn said. "What we need is...sexy." We all look at her confused, well, except for Kitty. She claps.

"Great idea Quinn. No, it's a marvellous idea," Kitty said with a smile.

"So, what songs do you think we should perform?" I ask Quinn. She smiles.

"Songs from singers that are inspirational....like Miley Cyrus," she said. Some of the Glee Club cheer, and I'm not one of them.

"You mean songs like FU, and We Can't Stop?" I said. She nods. "Just great," I mumble with sarcasm.

"So, this week's assignment is finding a song that we can perform for Sectionals. Remember, sexy," Quinn said and the bell rings. She walks out of the room with Mr Shue. I turn to face Haylee.

"I'm sorry Haylee. Glee Club is never like this," I said. She nods.

"It's okay. I'll see you tomorrow," Haylee said and she walks out of the choir room. I sigh.

"Wow, Glee Club has changed." I turn around and I see Lucas. I smile and I nod.

"Yeah, sorry about that," I said.

"It's alright. Price Tag would have been a good song to perform," he said. I smile and I nod. "So, what do you have next?"

"Umm, Spanish."

"I have Spanish too."

"Cool. Come on, let's go then." I smile and I grab his wrist. We then run down the hallway. We make it to our Spanish class.

We take a seat at the back of the class (where I sit in every class). I grab my books out of my bag and I place them on the table. I grab my artbook out of my bag and I start drawing.

"You like drawing?" Lucas asks. I nod.

"Have you been to the Hospital lately?" I ask. He nods. "Well, there's this big painting on the side of the building. I painted on it."

"Really?" He said and I nod.

"Miss Puckerman." I look up and I see Mr Martinez staring at me.

"Uh, yes?" I said nervously.

"Translate this for me: Yo estoy aquí para aprender, no para dibujar," he said. I sigh.

"I am here to learn, not to draw," I said and a few students start to laugh. "Sorry señor." He sighs and he continues to teach the class.

Why does everyone want to pick on me today?