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Hi. I'm Paris William Schuester. Yes I'm Mr. William Schuester daughter. The only one daughter he has and apparently the only girl in his life. Yes my parents are divorced since dad found out my mom was faking a pregnancy and dad was having an affair with Miss Pillsbury. Don't ask me how much I hate Miss Pillsbury. I'm a junior in William McKinley High School. I'm also in glee club. Obviously because I'm as talented as my dad. I can play several music instrumental that most of the kids in Glee club can't. I'm living with my dad since he got full custody of me. We're living in a house with three bedrooms and two and a half bathroom, kitchen, living room, family room, two floors, and basketball ring on the front yard. Not big, and I know that I'm not coming from a rich family but I'm glad with what I have now. By the way, I'm single. I never been in love before. Not because I don't trust love but I haven't find the right guy who can understand me like the way my dad did. "I don't understand why my dad wanted me to be a third wheeling of you two." I simply said and turn my face to the street. "Because you are Glee club director daughter?" Finn frown. Now I'm on the way to Kentucky to pick up Sam Evans and convince him that he will back to Ohio and join us for regionals because we are under the guns. Really under the guns. "What if his parents doesn't let him back?" I ask them. "At least we tried." Finn simply said. "No, we have to get him okay." Rachel shakes her head. Finn parks his car in front of a pub or something. I frown and walk out from the car. I look around and there are a lot of old ladies come and go into that place. Three of us then walk into that place and look around. "Wait. This is Dairy Queen?" I frown. "This can't be the right place. Sam works in a bar?" Finn frowns. "Well, there just aren't a lot of theaters in Northern Kentucky, so theatre groups just have to perform in whatever space they can find." Rachel says to us. "There's a lot of ladies here like, older ladies." Finn says to us. "Finn, it's no secret that dinner theater appeals to elderly women." Rachel simply said. "I think something is wrong here." I frown and look around until I put my eyes on the stage. "Good afternoon, ladies! Are you ready to meet the men of Stallionz? Then please welcome to the stage, Cobra!" "I didn't know Backdraft was a musical." Finn chuckles. "No, that's stripper!" I frown. "Someone get the door, 'cause here comes Mr. Package." "Oh, God, no." Rachel shakes her head. "And ladies, let's give a warm welcome to White Chocolate!" I gasped as I see Sam walks to that stage. He strips off his clothes and start stripping. So this is what he does? "That's not an image I can ever get out of my mind." Finn shakes his head. "Give me a dollar." Rachel simply said. "What?" Finn frown. "Just give me a dollar." Rachel says to Finn. Finn gives her a dollar and Rachel start walking closer to that stage. "Is it only me but he is kinda sort of hot huh?" I raise my eyebrows. "I never imagine this before." Finn simply said. The song is finally stop. Rachel gives us a sign to walk follow her. I put my hands into my jacket pocket and walk follow Rachel with Finn until she brings us to a dressing room. "So this is what you do?" I ask Sam as he is getting dressed. "I tried getting a real job. DQ was great and I got two free Blizzards a day, but it paid just overminimum wage." Sam says to us. "You know how much I made this afternoon? $61 in 15 minutes." Sam grins. "Am I ashamed I work here? Yeah, I'm ashamed. My dad got a job working construction to pay the rent, but when my brother needs a new pair of shoes or the TV busts, these abs pay for it." Sam says to us. "Your parents don't know that you work here?" Finn asks. "No, they just think the DQ pays really well. I'm good at this." Sam chuckles. "You're good at it because you have that a boy-next-door innocence that makes you approachable, okay? You're good at it for all the reasons that you shouldn't be doing it." Rachel says to him. "Come back to McKinley, Sam. We need you for Sectionals. Tell me you don't want it. Dude, you're young, you got so much potential. Working here is, like, throwing your life away." Finn says to him. "Okay, I want it but my dad will never let me." Sam half smiled. "Don't know till you ask." Finn smiles at him. "Besides if your dad is Quinn Fabray's dad maybe he wouldn't let you. But if your dad is just like my dad, he will." I smile at him. "Alright, we can come to my house and we can ask their permission." Sam nods. "Good. I can't be around this place much longer." I simply said and walk out from the dressing room. I walk out from that pub and finally feel the fresh air. "My house is only couple blocks away from here." Sam says to us. "Just tell us where is it." Finn says to him and get into the car. I get into the car and take my phone out from my sling bag. "So is that a pub, restaurant, or club?" I ask Sam. "Three of them." Sam simply said. "Hold on, if I'm go back to Ohio, where am I going to live?" Sam asks us. "You're going to live with me. That's why my dad sent me to third wheeling today because he thought that by sending me could help to convince your parents. Don't worry, there is another empty room in my house and you can use it." I said to him. "Why you guys really need me?" Sam frowns. "Santana, Brittany, and Mercedes left Nee Directions and joined a formed girl choir that Miss Corcoran built. Then Rachel got suspended and we really under the gun." I said to him. "And I just found out that Miss Corcoran ever made out with my dad." I frown. "Okay that's gross." Rachel shakes her head. "That's my house." Sam says to Finn. Finn parks his car and we then walk out from his car. I look around and Sam walks lead us while opening the little gate. We then walk into the house and his parents are in the kitchen. Sam walks lead us. We are smiling at them and shake their hands. "Mom, dad, they're my friends from Ohio. They came here to see me." Sam says to them. "Oh alright." Mrs. Evans smiles at us. "Dad, Mom, what I'm trying to say is I want to go back to Ohio with them. They need me to compete at Sectionals this weekend." Sam says to them. "And he could stay at mine. My dad is Glee club director and we are really under the g*n. My dad is a teacher and you don't have to worry about food and all, so it wouldn't be like he was homeless. Not that there isn't a quiet dignity in that or anything." I half smiled at them. "You think you guys could go in the other room, make yourselves busy, please?" Mr. Evans says to us. "Oh right. I'm really good at making myself busy." Finn giggles. I roll my eyes and walk away. "I can't believe I said that." I said quietly at them. "No, it's okay. Just calm down." Rachel says to me. I nod and sit down on the couch. I bite my bottom lip and hope that Sam's parents will let us take him to Ohio so we all can have perform at sectionals. ~~ "I hope you don't mind because this room isn't that big." I said to Sam. "No, it's okay. It's I can't thank you and Mr. Schue enough for let me staying here with you both." Sam smiles at me. "It's okay, Sam. We are a family." Dad smiles at him. "Alright, this chicken is ready. Dad, help me." I said to dad. Dad gets up and take the hand gloves then take out the chicken from the oven and put it on the dining table. I take a fork and knife then start cutting it. "Look since I'm living here, just tell me what should I do okay. Like cleaning do laundry and all." Sam says to us. "My job is cooking. Dad's job is cleaning so you can do laundry." I grin at him. "Honey.." Dad rolls his eyes. "What? He asked, daddy." I roll my eyes. "No, it's okay I'll do it." Sam smiles at us. "Good." I grin at him. "Okay now let's have dinner." Dad smiles at us. Suddenly the house phone is ringing. I walk to the living room and pick up the call. "Hello?" "Hey, sweetie. Listen I can't take you to dentist appointment on Friday so can your dad take you? If he can't, I will change the appointment." Mom says over the phone. "Dad, can you take me to the dentist on Friday?" I turn my face at dad. "Sure, pumpkin." Dad nods. "Dad said that he can. So you don't have to change the appointment." I said to the phone. "Alright, sweetheart I'll see you on Saturday. I love you." "I love you too, mom." I said and hung up the call. I walk to the dining table and start eating my dinner. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm walking down in the hallways along with dad, Finn, and I. Bring some cups and sparkling cider for everyone in the choir room. "Hey, great news, everybody. Sectionals is going to be a challenge, but we have a..." Dad and I walk in and put those cups on the piano. "Mr. Schue, we all appreciate your endless supply of affirmations, but all the sparkling cider in the world can't deny the fact that the Titanic has hit the iceberg and now we're on a sinking ship." Kurt says to dad. "Not if I can help it." Sam walks in and smiles at them. They start cheering and hugging him one by one. "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Finn and Rachel. Also Mr. Schue and Paris who let me staying with them. I sort of lost my way, but true friends help you find your way back." Sam smiles at us. "Let's hear it for Sam Evans!" Finn cheerings. "All right, enough of the sentimental stuff. It's time y'all get a little country back in this joint!" Sam smiles at us. "Alright everyone we've got not long time to celebrate but we have competition in front of us." Dad says to us. "Have you plan the setlist yet? Because I didn't see you struggling with music sheet at home." I frown at dad. "No. Not yet. I'm a bit lost of track." Dad sighs. "Maybe we should start singing theater songs." Blaine says to us. "No no no. The Troubletones are bunch of girls. You know we might lose the feminity but we have a thing to against feminity which is masculinity. Masculinity is a way to present an epic anthem. They can have Whitney Houston, Britney Spears, or Amy Winehouse but those are most girls loves. Meanwhile we can perform something that everyone loves." I grin at them. "What about..." Dad says and rubs his chin. "No, I'm not talking about Journey, dad. What I'm talking about is Jacksons! Everyone loves The Jacksons family. No matter how old, young, gay, straight, girls, or guys, they love The Jacksons. It's just like how everyone loves The Beatles." I smile at them. "How come you came up with that?" Dad chuckles. "Well, you never want to listen to me." I roll my eyes. "Alright everyone let's do this!" Dad grins at them as everyone start cheering. ~~ I'm sitting down on my hanging chair while reading a comic book. Orly, my white yorkshire terrier puppy is just laying down on my bed. It's just a typical Tuesday night. I turn my face to the window and see that guy the house opposite of mine is sitting down by window seat and reading something. I know this is like Taylor Swift music video or Paper Towns movie but I've been watching that guy since I was little. He is not a student at McKinley and I never talk to him but he is kinda cute. "Hey.." I turn my face and Sam is standing by my door. "Come on in." I said to him. Sam walks in and sits down on my bed and rubbing Orly. He turns his face to the window. "That is a cute guy. Not to sounds gay but he is." Sam says. "Yeah and I didn't even know where he goes to school. I never talk to him just starring at him." I said to Sam. "What's up? Are you hungry or something?" "Nope. I'm just bored and need someone to talk." Sam simply said. "Oh yeah dad has to work late at school." I said to him. "I can't thank you enough for letting me stay here." Sam says to me. "That's alright. I'm a kid from divorced parents and I need to talk with real people not only dog." I chuckle. "What you said today in choir room was brilliant. How come to came up with that?" Sam chuckles. "Well, dad never want to listen to me when it comes to the glee club." I said to him. "I know that Mr. Schue helped me with school application and afford my food here but I need a job to pay my own stuff." Sam says while having Orly on his lap. "Why don't you come with me tomorrow after school? We can go to Sheet N Things. My mom is a store manager there and I'm sure she could give you a part time job there." I smile at Sam. "That would be great!" Sam giggles. "By the way, that chair makes me sleepy." "Wanna try?" I chuckle. "Sure!" Sam nods. I chuckle and stand up. But my foot suddenly caught up in the middle of rattan of this hanging chair as I want to jump off. Sam grabs me and we both falling down to the bed with me on top of him. We both start looking at each other as he is holding my arms. I don't know why my heart beats so fast right now. He has beautiful green eyes. And he is sort of hot. But what am I talking about? No.