What Character Are You From Glee Novels & Stories

The waitress took her order and turned to face me. “I’ll have greek yogurt and fruits.” That seems fair even if it’s a free meal. The waitress excused herself leaving Luna Elena and I back to the awakardness. I wonder why she would want to have lunch with me. “You are very pretty where are you from.” Luna Elena broke the slience. “Thank you.” I am flattered she finds me beautiful. “I’m from the Duskwatch pack.” I said with a small smile. “Oh you are from the northern province.” She seems glad about it for some reason.

It was year 10 representative Kat Crystalline. “Is this on?” she tapped the microphone a few times. “Hello, schoolmates!” A sharp feedback from the mic across the chamber; students and faculty cringed in pain. “It’s on! So hello, everyone! I’m Kat from Zeus-10 and we are the Glee Club X Van Duke Chorale! Welcome to our little surprise show that we put up as a tribute to our Van Duke students who has unfortunately passed on.” Fucking fakers, Agatha whispered to herself.

I catch a tremor in her lip. “Miss, are you sure you’re in the right place?” she says. I look around and hold my hands out. “My brother said this is the student center.” The woman’s eyes twitch ever-so slightly. She sticks out a perfectly-manicured hand. “Kathy,” she says. “And you are?” I stick out my own hand, nails coated in chipped black nail polish. “Chloe,” I say with all the fake sugary sweetness I can muster. “Chloe,” she repeats like maple syrup laced with rat poison. “You’re from Greendale, right? I didn’t know fashion was so—” Another once over, lingering on the holes of my tee. “– Interesting there.”

Episode 4 My sexcapedes in the north🤏👈🍆🍆🍓🍇🍇🍇🍇🍇🍇🔞 Me: What, you don’t like them? She: I didn’t say so o… But you don’t have their accent na… If you didn’t say you were from there, no one would know… Me: Yeah, perhaps because I didn’t grow up there and my mum’s from Delta state, so I’m kinda multilingual…

the second one said. “I’m actually not from Estril, sooo… and even if I were from Estril, why the hell would I want to know the difference between your uniforms? No one likes you. Not sure if you know but your Queen’s a bitch.” That felt so good to say out loud, especially to someone who was from Paria-Drae. Gwen relished in the fact that she was from Naulis to them. She could say all she wanted without any consequence. “But you do know the difference between our uniforms. So your point is null and void.”

"Albany, I was born in Albany, but my mum is from Germany" "Hmm, and where is she?" I froze all over again. Why the h*ll was she asking me that question? "Hey, guys, is this party about Raya or our new bride? Come on, let the party begin." I took a deep breath of relief when Miss. Caddel suddenly butted into the interrogation session that was going on, and the others agreed, but not before I saw the intense stare that Miss. Curlery was passing down my way. What the h*ll!

she chuckled good-naturedly while pulling on her ears and lifting her chiffon gown to display grotesque and hairy feet. “It’s an odd combination,” I mused as I slowly admired her slender curves and perfect complexion. “Not where I come from,” she smiled, seemingly unaffected by my comment that most would consider rude. “I’m from New York. The state, not the city. That’s on earth,” I replied without thinking. Between the lizard beasts and this odd looking person, I’d come to the conclusion that I’d left earth for some other planet, but I was surprised to hear myself say it aloud.

Those blue eyes looking exactly like Dean's, that were also staring at him from where he was sitting, lounging back on the couch over on one wall. "Please, come in...sit down, young man..." The booming voice of Prime Mathers was friendly and exuberant. Kahlia looked back at him with some surprise, he had expected a bit of hostility. He bowed his head forward in respect. "Prime Mathers, I'm sorry to intrude like this...I'm Kahlia Te Ariki, a Beta werewolf from Greenstone Pack in New Zealand, I'm here to talk to Dean..." Frank chuckled as he stepped forward with his hand extended. "No need to explain who you are, I know everything...I'm very pleased to finally meet you."

"This is Charles. He is from the werewolf council." I looked at the man. His face broke into an eerie grin as he came forward. "Hello dear," He said. The smile did not reach his lips and his eyes remained cold and unmoving. "I hear you are the mate of a very treacherous enemy... you are going to be of much help to us."

“This is Enya,” “Enya of Highland North, Scottish territory, and Danes,” the auburn-haired girl introduced, curtsying before giggling. “And that is, Gwyllyn,” then the first girl pointed at the black-haired beauty. “From the East of Welsh territory,” “I am pleased to meet you, Georgie, do you consent to call you that?” the latter girl spoke, smiling at her.