Chapter 21
4084 Words
Glee Club
"Nationals." Mr. Schue says as he wrotes 'Nationals' on the white board.
We are cheering together. Yes this week we will face nationals in Chicago.
"Okay, song selection, we'll be kicking off our Vintage theme with the legendary Jim Steinman's, Paradise by the Dashboard Light. Rachel will do the solo It's All Com..." Mr. Schue got cut off
"Coming Back to Me Now. One of Celine Dion's most powerful ballads, inspired by Wuthering Heights." Rachel cut Mr. Schue off.
"And we'll be working in a new Treble Tones number, utilizing the talents of our featured performer, Porcelina Hummel." Coach Sylvester says.
"Not gonna happen, Dragon Lady." Kurt shake his head.
"Oh, you'll do as you're told, he/she. We will be performing What A Feeling from Flashdance, and I'm familiar with the choreography, of course, because I was Jennifer Beals' dance double. And on that note, please look under your seats." Coach Sylvester says to us.
I look under my seats until I got a box and alumunium helmet is inside. I frown and turn my face at Sam as he wearing it.
"Space helmets." Brittany says.
"Welding helmets and leg warmers?!" Finn frowns.
"Best way to get props is to use props." Coach Sylvester says.
"I am your father." Sam makes an impression of Darth Vader.
"Is that a movie?" Joe asks Sam.
"Uhh Darth Vader." Sam says to Joe.
"Starwars. He really loves that." I said to Joe.
"Yep." Sam nodded as agree.
"A healthy dose of props, and our plucky transsexual Porcelina, and you are over the top." Coach Sylvester says to us.
"Aren't props a little cheesy?" Blaine asks.
"Guys, I've asked for Sue's help because she's a winner, and I'm not ashamed to admit this I want to win. But there's not one person in that audience who will think we're anything but underdogs who would be lucky to place in Nationals. We didn't even make the top ten last year. We've got one last week to come together and shake things up. If there's anyone here who is not up for trying and working their butts off, you should just get up right now and leave." Mr. Schue says to us.
Tina suddenly stands up from her seat and about to walk off.
"Whoa, whoa, Tina, where you going?" Finn asks Tina.
"You guys don't need me carry on." Tina turns around.
"Tina, you don't understand. I need this." Rachel says to Tina.
"Because you blew an audition? That's not a reason for you to get a solo at Nationals.
Maybe the rest of us would like one, too." Tina protest.
"I wouldn't mind another one before I get deported." Rory says.
"I want one. Even though I can't sing." Sugar says.
"Tina, Rachel is a senior." Mike says to Tina.
"So are you, but you can bet the only thing you'll be doing is a dance break with Brittany. Other people matter." Tina says to Mike.
"Tina, you may not always get all the solos, but you are a key player. I put you in charge of costumes." Mr. Schue says to Tina.
"Wow! Like that's some prize. You want props to move around? Well, I'm a human prop, and I'm sick of it!" Tina protest.
"Take a lap and cool down, Asian Number One." Coach Sylvester says to Tina.
"My name is Tina. Tina Cohen Chang!" Tina says angrily then walks off.
"Isn't she the one who used to stutter?" Coach Sylvester frowns.
Mike stand up from his seat then walk off from the choir room. But I can count that only in two minutes he is back to the choir room until Rachel makes a little run then went out from the choir room.
"Actually I want a solo part too." I said to Sam and lean my head on his shoulder.
"You will get that, baby." Sam rubs my back.
"All the seniors will get a chance to have solo on nationals this year so dont worry about that." Mr. Schue says to us.
"Great because I dont want to blow up my senior year." I simply said.
"Well, lazy kids, go to the auditorium right now because I already prepare the things that we will show on nationals with that props." Coach Sylvester says to us.
"Darth Vader is coming." Sam makes an impression and wearing that space helmets.
I just roll my eyes and bring that space helmets then went out from the choir room and follows the others to the auditorium.
"Hi. I'm a robot Evans." Sam makes an impressions and move his body like a robot.
"Sam, I think only you is the one who happy with this props." I roll my eyes.
"I cant kiss you wearing this helmet." Sam smirks at me.
"That's disgusting." I roll my eyes.
Sam suddenly lifts me up and place me on his shoulder and all I can see is only his butt. He just laughs so hard as I'm groan and trying to get the hell way from his body.
"Your butt is bigger than mine." I said to him.
"Really?" Sam asks me.
"Yeah, I even can see that you are wearing a pink g-string." I simply said.
"What? How come?" Sam suddenly leaves my body and place me back on the ground.
"Got ya! Sam wearing a pink g-string!" I laugh and run off.
I'm running and laughing until I get into the auditorium and suddenly I crash into someone. Then that person turns his face at me and it's Nathan
"Hey." Nathan smiles at me.
"I'm so sorry." I giggle.
"Dont run away, idiot." Sam suddenly tossing my head and walk to the stage.
"Stripper!!!" I shout and roll my eyes.
"Whoa calm down, miss." A bassist guy laughs at me.
"I am really sorry." I giggle at them.
"It's okay." Nathan smiles at me.
"Talk to you later." I smile back at him and wave him a goodbye.
I walk to the others and take my space helmets then make a little choreography with the others.
"Where is Berry?" Coach Sylvester asks us.
"She is running to here now." Finn says to us.
"Run, Joey, Run!" I'm singing.
"I dont know either you singing or make an impression of Chandler to Joey." Finn frowns at me.
"What do you think?" I raise my eyebrows at Finn.
"Is there any line when Chandler said that?" Blaine frowns at me.
"Yes, on season two. Monica was about to throw something at Joey and Chandler then Chandler said: Run, Joey, Run! Like that." I answer.
"Oh come on, Emily is remember all the scenes from Friends include their lines." Kurt rolls his eyes.
"Sorry, I just talked to Tina." Rachel walks in.
"Alright everyone get your helmet! Music!" Coach Sylvester yells at us. The music begin and we start doing the choreography. A five, six, seven, eight. Mask, mask, helmet down. Pivot, pivot. Jump, mask, boys.
A-one, two, three, four, five, six.
Burn! Burn! Burn! Come on! Let it burn! Set this joint on fire! Come on, burn the joint down! Okay, cut the music. Stop! Stop.
This is an unmitigated disaster. Jennifer Beals is spinning in her grave. Gentlemen, I asked for a cascade of sparks timed to the rhythm." Coach Sylvester says to us.
"I can't see through this helmet." Mike says.
"I took mine off." Brittany says.
"Metal sparks in your face is how you get freckles." Kurt says.
"Is this even legal?" Blaine asks.
"Yeah, shouldn't we be in some sort of grinding union?" Sam asks.
"Wanky." Santana simply said.
"Sue, they're right. They can't pick up advanced choreography when they're weighed down by helmets and metal grinders." Mr. Schue says to Coach Sylvester.
"Grind, grind, pivot, kick, pivot, spin, flip, split. What's complicated about that? These props were supposed to add to the routine, not be the routine." Coach Sylvester sighs. "Well, maybe you're right, William. Maybe basic sheet metal work is just too much for your 12th place choir." Coach Sylvester says to us.
Kurt suddenly raises his hands.
"Porcelain, thoughts? I'm not doing a drag number." Coach Sylvester simply said.
"We need a new approach. I have an idea." Kurt grins at us.
The bells rings.
"Well, I will tell you guys tomorrow. See you." Kurt grins at us then walks off with coach Sylvester and Mercedes.
I just let out a sigh then throw my helmet to a box. "This is sucks. I dont wanna be an alien for the rest of my senior year." I said to the others.
"I need a motivation song to motivated me." Rory says to us.
"I have one." I said to them and whisper the songs to the band. "I know that some of you and mostly the sophomore and juniors been tired for this rehearsal but one thing that you have to remember. Never give up." I said to them and nodded to the band.
Emily:
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I messed up tonight, I lost another fight
I still mess up but I'll just start again
I keep falling down, I keep on hitting the ground
I always get up now to see what's next
Birds don't just fly, they fall down and get up
Nobody learns without getting it wrong
I won't give up, no I won't give in
'Til I reach the end and then I'll start again
No I won't leave, I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail
I won't give up, no I won't give in
'Til I reach the end and then I'll start again
No, I won't leave, I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Look how far you've come, you filled your heart with love
Baby you've done enough, take a deep breath
Don't beat yourself up, don't need to run so fast
Sometimes we come last, but we did our best
I won't give up, no I won't give in
'Til I reach the end and then I'll start again
No I won't leave, I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail
I won't give up, no I won't give in
'Til I reach the end and then I'll start again
No I won't leave, I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail
I'll keep on making those new mistakes
I'll keep on making them every day
Those new mistakes
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Try everything
"I know this song!" Sugar says excitedly at me.
"From Zootopia. I love that movie. Well, I love all animation movies." I giggle.
"Welcome to Zootopia. The place where you can be anything you want to be." Blaine giggles. "I watched that three times." Blaine says to me.
"Really? God, no! We have so much thing in commons." I smirk at Blaine.
"We should be together, I guess." Blaine smirks back at me.
"I have to end this flirtationship before you sing a song and say that you wanna be a better boyfriend to my girlfriend." Sam says to Blaine and takes my hand.
"You know that I'm gay, Evans." Blaine rolls his eyes.
"Yes you are a handsome gay. Even Rachel made out with you twice and my girlfriend want to make out with you and date you." Sam says to Blaine and walks lead me.
"Sam, I dont get it why you can be jealous with him." I said to Sam as we went out from the choir room.
"I'm jealous with all the guys in this world who talk with you, have a flirtationship with you, smiles at you, and many things." Sam says to me.
"So you are also jealous if I tell you that Finn ever said that he is the only one in this world who loves me more than anything? And I'm his number one?"
Sam suddenly stops his way and frowns at me. "Finn said that?"
"Yeah even he said that he loves me more than he loves anyone else like mom or Rachel." I nodded.
"Oh no!" Sam gasped.
"Sam....." I roll my eyes.
"I'm jealous with that, baby." Sam says to me.
"Ugh stop this. You are my boyfriend and only you." I roll my eyes.
"Yes, you're right." Sam put his hand around my shoulder.
I turn my face at him and smile at him. Sam can easily get jealous and everytime he got jealous he would be more protective and never let my hand go to show the others that I'm his.
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I'm sitting on the bench of boys locker room next to Sam and hug him from his right side. Coach Sylvester said that sge want to shoe something to us.
"Please ignore the stench of mildew and jock strap and focus your attention on the screen. Porcelina?" Coach Sylvester says to us.
"Yesterday, I snuck into a Vocal Adrenaline rehearsal, and what I saw is not for the faint of heart. Lights." Kurt says and start playing the video as the lights out.
"Why is this in black and white?" Sam asks Kurt
"Because I worship The Artist." Kurt answer.
"Look at that. Unlike you misfit, ragtag stumblebums, each member of Vocal Adrenaline is in perfect sync." Coach Sylvester says to us.
"Not a step out of place. Okay, watch this closely, guys. It's called the Human Centipede. It's the newest, hardest show choir dance move ever invented. Incredible." Mr. Schue says to us.
"That actually really doesn't look that hard." Blaine says.
"And the cherry on top of the Vocal Adrenaline sundae is their secret weapon, Unique. Look at him/her. Poised, confident.
Pretty as a picture with a booty that won't quit. It's the Unique factor that gives Vocal Adrenaline its edge." Coach Sylvester says to us.
"Isn't Rachel our Unique factor?" Finn asks.
"Not even close. I'm not saying that Mrs.
Focker doesn't deserve a solo, but every show choir in the country has a little girl with a big nose." Coach Sylvester says.
I was about to laugh but I hide it. Until the video is over and lights is back.
"Okay, Sue." Mr. Schue stops coach Sylvester.
"High school judges are proven idiots.
They love props, and Unique is the ultimate prop." Coach Sylvester says
"Do you seriously think that we need a guy to dress in drag to win?" Puck asks.
"No." Mr. Schue answer.
"Yes. It's the only way." Coach Sylvester says.
"We will win the nationals without any kind of props or a man dancing with a dress." Mr. Schue says to us.
"Come on, William." Coach Sylvester frowns at Mr. Schue.
"Alright, you guys back to your class now and we will have rehearsal this afternoon." Mr. Schue says to us.
I shrug and take my ransel then went out from the boys locker room. Next period is Math class then I will be free from all of my exams.
"What do you have next?" Sam asks me.
"Math. And you?"
"Sociology. See you in glee club." Sam give me a quick kiss then walk off.
I sigh and walk to my class. I sit down in the middle row and then take my book from my bag and ready to study.
"Can I seat here?"
I turn my face and Nathan is smiling at me. "Yeah sure." I nodded and smile back at him.
He sits down next to me and take his book from his bag. The teacher isnt coming yet so I lean my head on the table.
I turn face at Nathan and he draw something on his sketch book. I look up but he hide it with his hand.
"Can I see that?" I ask him.
"You cant." Nathan simply shake his head.
"Oh come on please. We're friends now." I roll my eyes.
"It's havent done yet." Nathan says to me.
"A bit please?" I raise my eyebrows.
Nathan just shake his head and hide his sketch book with his hand. I push his hand away and take his sketch book. I look at his sketch book and he has been drawing my face?
"You must be dont like it because your hair isnt complete brunette." Nathan sighs.
"No, I like it. This is beautiful. I mean the girl on this book is more beautiful than me." I giggle. "Can I take this and bring this to New York?" I ask him.
"I saw your newest picture on i********: and I think that's beautiful so I made the sketch besides that I love drawing." Nathan giggles.
"Thank you so much." I smile at him.
"You're welcome. I hope you like it." Nathan smiles back at me.
"I like it. You should find a scholarship so you can enter the colleges and you are talented in arts." I said to Nathan.
"I dont know. Being a drummer in a band it's my life and I love that." Nathan chuckles.
"You can follow me to New York if you want."
"No, this is my place and I'm belong here." Nathan smiles at me.
I just smiles back at him and turn my face to the front as the teacher is finally coming so I focusing myself with the lessons.
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Nathan's POV
The class just over. I went out from that classroom with this girl. We've been talk a lot lately and those things makes me like her more.
"What do you have next?" I ask her.
"Glee club. What about you?" She raises her eyebrows at me.
"We have the same schedule I guess." I giggle.
"Cool and this is also cool because I finally have a friend from the band." Emily's giggles.
I just giggle and look at her. She put my paper sketch inside her book file. Yeah I'm a stalker. I usually saw her picture on her i********:. All those her beautiful photos.
"Why, you dont get the solo for nationals? I mean, you also talented like that Berry girl." I said to her.
"Mr. Schue want her to have that besides she is deserves it since she blew her big audition." She said to her.
"So you will singing back up using that space helmets?" I laugh.
"It's not a space helmets but I called it space helmets too." She laughs.
"Because first time I saw that I though it was space helmets and I dont know, I can play the drummer using that space helmets." I giggle.
"I cant dance using that space helmets." She chuckles.
"But you can use that space helmets to go to the space." I laugh.
"Like hello I'm your robot." She makes an impression.
I cant handle it and laugh so hard. I didnt know that she is funny and such a kooky one. "You're funny." I laugh.
"I'm funny girl." She makes an impression and laugh so hard.
I'm still laughing until we enter the choir room together and that blonde guy is glare at me.
"Thanks for the sketch." She smiles at me.
"You're welcome." I smile back at her and walk to my drum.
She sat down on the seat next to that blonde guy as he guy glares at me then put his hand around Emily's shoulder.
I know that look. A look to warn me that she is his. But I cant deny that I like his girlfriend and I really want to make her mine. But nothing I can do.
Emily's POV
"You went here with that guy." Sam says to me.
"We have a class together then he gave me this sketch." I said to Sam and take the sketch from my book and show it to him.
"He made this for you?" Sam frowns at me.
"Yeah, maybe I'm gonna put it into my picture frame and hangin it on the wall in my room. Even this girl is more beautiful than me." I chuckle.
"No, you're the most beautiful one, baby." Sam smiles at me.
I just smile shyly at him and lean my head on his shoulder until Mr. Schue and coach Sylvester walks in.
"Since Porcelain refuses to be a team player and dress up like a lady, we're gonna have to up our prop game. I've ordered 18 little people, one for each of you." Coach Sylvester says to us.
"Wait. Little people?" Mr. Schue asks.
"Munchkins. I found 'em online, William.
And don't worry, I got a mix of race and ethnicities so you can keep up with your little diversity charade." Coach Sylvester says.
"I can't dance with a little person. I can hardly walk." Quinn says.
"There's that can don't attitude, Quinn." Coach Sylvester says to Quinn.
"Sue, I think maybe we are going a little too far with the props. Let's just spend some time working on choreography for Dashboard." Mr. Schue says to us.
"Sure, if you want to lose." Coach Sylvester simply said.
All of sudden Puck walks in and wearing a blonde wig and a dress like a woman.
"Puck?" Mr. Schue frowns.
"Hello." Sugar says.
"My eyes are burning." Mercedes says.
"Look at those legs." Mike says.
"I am strangely turned on right now." Santana says.
"Please only address me by my stage name Lola." Puck says to us.
"Puckerman, I respect your commitment to winning, but without a doubt, you are the ugliest woman I have ever seen. For a second there, I thought you were Beiste's sister." Coach Sylvester says to Puck.
"It's not about being pretty. It's about someone in here having the balls to do what he has to do to put us over the top." Puck says.
"Well, you know, if this is gonna work, you're gonna have to shave off all of your body hair." Coach Sylvester says to Puck.
"Enough! Sue, look, I really appreciate all the help you've been giving us but I am done with all this props madness. All we're doing for the next three hours is learning choreography for Dashboard. Puck, go change." Mr. Schue says.
Puck let out a sigh and walk off from the choir room with his disappointed face and take off his wig.
"You cannot see something like that." Artie says.
"William, I'm oddly aroused by your sudden forcefulness, and I will let you handle this rehearsal, however, I feel it necessary to warn you I prepaid for the little people." Coach Sylvester says to Mr. Schue.
"I'm sorry to interupts." I raise my hand. "I'm really sorry to say this but coach you need to stop this. I know that you really want us win but we cant handle those props thing. Coach, Santana and I did what you wanted to make cheerios lose from nationals so you can get your cheerios back so can you just please think about this glee club once? I mean, this is the only one hope we have. All of us." I said to coach Sylvester.
"Is it because of the space helmets?" Coach Sylvester frowns.
"Coach, Emily is totally right. I'm behind her this time. New Directions can win with our magic and without any kind of props. We can win with our own way." Quinn says.
"Coach, just please. Competing will never end because we live for competing. All we want is having a competing without the feel like we have competing. We want to enjoy singing and dancing on that stage and then get our trophy. That's it. And like usual, our glee club has their own way to win this." I said.
"I'm sorry guys, this is hormones." Coach Sylvester simply said and about to walk off. "I'll think about the setlist for the Troubletones.." Coach Sylvester says then walks off.
"The Cheerios lose on nationals was planned?" Tina frowns at me.
"Yeah, if it was a real disaster, I might not be able to walk right now." I answer.
"Alright guys, lets start the choreography for Dashboard!" Mr. Schue says to us.
We stand up from our seat and start our choreography for nationals this weekend. Kind of excited and curious actually.
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