Okay, This is my second chapter of my unnamed fanfiction

Just to jog your memeory, Annabelle is the new girl at McKinley who befriends Mercedes and Quinn. In Homeroom, Quinn and Santana have a huge fight.

Annabelle: Most Exciting homeroom ever

Mercedes: Welcome to McKinley

Annabelle: *rummaging through bag*

*Thinking* come on, come on, where is it… crap! I left it at home…

Mercedes: What’s wrong?

Annabelle: I need a juice box… I’m thirsty. *lying*

Mercedes: There’s a water fountain right over there.

Annabelle: I… I… Okay, if I tell you this, you can’t tell anyone.

Mercedes: I won’t tell anyone.

Annabelle: You know how I always frequently sneaking out of class?

Mercedes: Yeah…

Annabelle : *lifts shirt* I’m type one diabetic. It’s a disease, but you can’t catch it. Every few hours I check my blood, and if I’m low, I need juice, or sugar stuff. If I’m high, I, well, I’m bouncing of the freaking walls! And I left my juice and my gummi bears at home.

Mercedes: Why don’t you want anyone to know?

Annabelle: They used to call me robot at my old school. And I wanted to make at least one friend before I told anyone.

Mercedes: Well, you’ve got me. Come on, class has started.

*In free period*

Annabelle: *thinking* Okay… choir room, cooing class, dance studio. Yes!

*puts on dance shoes**stretches on bar*

Annabelle: *singing/dancing*

She, she ain't real,

She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will,

She is a stranger,

You and I have history,

Or don't you remember?

Sure, she's got it all,

But, baby, is that really what you want?

Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds,

You made a fool out of you,

And, boy, she's bringing you down,

She made your heart melt,

But you're cold to the core,

Now rumour has it she ain't got your love anymore,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh,

Rumour has it, ooh

Brittany: As captain of the dance club I would tell you off for not having a reservation for the studio, but you have an amazing voice!

Annabelle: Sorry, I was just going…

Brittany: No, don’t go. Even though I’m more talented than you, Britney Spears taught me that, You have to join the glee club!

Annabelle: Umm… sure, but it’s only my second day here.

Brittany: Don’t worry. Mr Schue won’t mind. You can try out tomorrow. \

walk out of room*

Brittany: Wanna have lunch with me and Mercedes?

Annabelle: Course!