AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey y'all! Soooo...I've been reading through my old stories so as to complete them right? Well I personally think they kind suck. SO! I'm going to re-write them and re-post them on here. I'm going to leave all of the originals up until the new versions are completed, and I really would love it if you all could give me feed back on what I'm changing in the story. Whether or not y'all like the things I've taken away and replaced, added on, ect. Also! I'm unsure as to which two stories to redo at once. I'm currently 3 chapters into Twin Terrors already, but should I also work on Instant Connection? Or should I work on It happened on a Wednesday and possibly toy with the idea of a sequel once that one's done? I really look forward to your feedback and opinions. Let me know what y'all think!
I feel a presence enter my room and look up from my laptop to see my brother raising his hand to pound on the inside of my open door. He pouts at having been caught knowing he's the only one that's never been able to sneak up on me. I think it's a twin thing because we both just know when the other is near or if one of us is in trouble. It's actually kinda scary sometimes. He leans against my door frame with a sigh before running his hands through is mohawk. Oh how our father's hate that thing. I notice that he's in a pair of faded and worn jeans with a natural hole ripped into the knee, a plain dark green t-shirt that hugs his muscular frame and brings out the green in his hazel eyes, his leather jacket, and his old and worn all black chucks. I just raise my eyebrow in question and wait for him to speak. He shakes himself out of whatever thoughts he found himself falling into a few moments later before chuckling.
"Estas lista para poner la escuela patas arribas, estrella?" Noah causually questions me with a tiny smirk on his lips. I can tell he's nervous, hell so am I. It's been almost six years since we've really been back here.
"Noah," I begin seriously as I finally sit up in bed, having been trying to hold onto as much of the non-existent sleep I managed to get last night as possible. Damn excitement and nerves. "What kind of question is that? Of course I am," I reply with my serious face shattering into a full blown smirk. "Does Tana still not know that we've come back yet?"
"Nope. Not yet. Which is actually really surprising when you think about it, cause Tia and Tio can't keep a secret to save their lives," Noah answers with a laugh. "So...you have a game plan for today Rae?" He questions with interest while shifting away from the door frame and folding his arms.
"There isn't one really. I mean it should be a pretty straight forward day today. We get to school early, surprise the girls by joining their Glee club, and try not to get detention for our fathers' sakes," I reply, failing to keep a small laugh from escaping at the end when I mention not getting detention. That's pretty much impossible for us. Back in New York we knew all the office staff by name. First name. ALL of them. The only reason why we were never expelled was because we were the captains, and in the case of football co-captains, of multiple sports and clubs. We ruled the school and everyone loved us.
"Sounds good. I'm going to grab some grub. Hurry up if you actually want to get to the Glee meeting on time. We're still lucky Q told you about it yesterday. Why did she anyway?" I take my time answering as I get out of bed and walk over to my closet. Noah and I don't keep things from each other. Ever. But I've been shying away from talking to him about some recent developments with one of the girls we consider family. I sigh as I undress quickly.
"I wanted to talk to her this morning before school, but she told me they had a last minute ridiculously early morning cheer practice and then that they would have to rush to the choir room to make it to the meeting on time."
"Ouch. That blows. You gonna make-out with her later to make up for her sucky morning?" He questions me with a smirk, waggling his eyebrows up and down suggestively. I blush brightly, having walked out of my closet dressed in my favorite pair of black skinny jeans, faded and worn with natural holes in both knees, my Super Mario belt-buckle, a red and black plaid long-sleeved shirt open over a red wife-beater, my leather jacket, and my combats boots just in time to see his look. And this is why I haven't talked to him about her yet. Never should of told him about that damn crush.
"Not until she breaks up with Ken," I mutter out darkly, referring to her current boyfriend, as I swap my tongue ring to red and throw my black tunnel guages in. I hear Noah laugh before it starts fading and eventually disappears along with him downstairs. I quickly straighten my hair hair before hurrying downstairs to grab my own breakfast knowing I don't have much time.
"Morning sweetie. Are you excited at seeing all of your old friends again today?" my Daddy Leroy greets and questions as soon as I walk into the kitchen. I just shrug as I pour a cup of coffee, fixing it the way I like and taking a big gulp, before sighing at the magnificent taste and giving him a proper answer. "Honestly not really. I don't even know if half the people we used to talk to even go to McKinley," Noah nods his agreement around a mouthful of pancake. "I'm only really truly excited to see our family," I tell him, kicking Noah hard under the table when he snorts and smirking at his pained groan. Both of our fathers frown at my answer so I quickly tack on more. "I'm excited to see everyone else though, and I can't wait until tonight when we have the bar-be-que," I grin. Oh how I love starting school on a Friday. I check the time on my phone and jump up from the table after shoving a few more bites of food into my mouth. I grab Noah and pull him up from the table as well just as he's going for another helping of food.
"Have a good day at school you two," Daddy tells us as he starts cleaning up breakfast.
"Yes enjoy your days, but please. For the love of all that's Holy, be on your best behaviors today?" Papi pleads as he finishes off his coffee. Noah and I just laugh as we race to the garage.
"I'm driving!" I screech out, snagging the keys to our coal-black suped up Jeep Wrangler off the hook before he can grab them. I hear my brother's outraged whine as I wrench open the driver's door and hop inside, buckling my seatbelt and starting the engine as I wait on him to climb inside. "Sometime today would be nice," I snark, twisting my hand in the universal 'hurry the hell up' motion. He just glares at me and goes even slower, now muttering a mixture of spainglish under his breath. I just ignore him and as soon as he slams the door I'm tearing out of our driveway and down the street towards McKinley.
Noah lets out a low whistle as we pull into the parking lot of the school. "Damn Rae. This place is a complete dump," he tells me, slowly unbuckling his seat belt and looking around. I just roll my eyes and jump out, opening the back door to retrieve my things from the backseat.
"Noah don't forget your hat," I remind him when I see he doesn't have it on his person. He gives me a 'duh' look aimed towards himself before opening the back door on his side, grabbing the black cowboy hat and placing it on his head.
"Yee haw," Noah drawls as we head towards the entrance of the school. As we approach I take the time to really look around and my brother is right. This place really is a dump. Especially compared to our old school. "There's the front office," Noah says, pointing to a glass wall further down the hallway to my right. I see a desk housing a bored looking secretary.
As we walk into the office we see a curly haired man talking to an Indian looking guy I'm assuming is the principal, since he's sitting behind the desk inside the glass office enclosed in the front office. I ignore them, even though the curly-headed dude seems to be pretty pissed if his excessive gestures and movements are anything to go by, and walk up to the secretary while clearing my throat. "Hello ma'am. My brother and I are new here and we're needing to pick up our schedules," I tell her in my politest voice.
"Oh! Yes. Right. Principal Figgins was talking about two new transfers earlier. Of course." The startled woman sits up at her desk ramrod straight, a blush on her cheeks at having been caught daydreaming on the job. She quickly shuffles some papers around on her desk before looking between us expectantly. "Your names please?"
"Rachel and Noah Puckerman-Berry," I answer her while trying to hold back my smirk at her reaction. I can see Noah's through the reflection of the glass as he looks out into the hallway to try and hide his own.
"Right, of course. Here you are dears," she tells us, handing Noah and I each a separate stack of papers. "Do you have any questions for me?"
"Actually yes ma'am we do," Noah tells her with his boyish grin. I can see her cheeks starting to flame up again and mimic Noah's earlier move of looking out into the hallway to hide the smirk now gracing my features. "When and where does the Glee club meet?"
"I believe it's in the choir room, but that's all I can tell you dears. But!" she exclaims happily, holding out her hand as if telling us to hold on, as the curly-haired man starts to come out of the principals office. "That man right there is the Glee Director and can answer any questions you may have." The man stops his retreat from the front office and turns to face us at the desk as he hears the secretary's statement.
"Did I hear someone mention Glee?" He questions in excitement as he quickly makes his way over the where we're standing.
"Yes sir Mr..." I trail off waiting for his name.
"Shuester! William Shuester, but you can call me Mr. Shue," he beams between Noah and I brightly.
"Well Mr. Shuester, my brother Noah and I would like to audition for your club this morning if that's ok with you," I tell him, motioning to the door. He nods while leading the way into the hallway, holding the door open for both Noah and myself. After the round of thank yous he speaks as he eyes us warily.
"Are you sure it's Glee club you're thinking of?"
"Why?" Noah snaps, and I place a comforting hand on his arm.
"You shouldn't let looks fool you Mr. Shue. Noah and I are actually great performers who took our Glee club in New York all the way to win National's last year. We would've taken them again this year but we decided to grace your club with our gifts instead," I tell him in a sickly sweet voice as I scan the lockers for the number that matches the one on my paper, scowling lightly at seeing that we're no where close. I glance at the teacher to see a look of shock on his face and I smirk.
"You are absolutely right Rachel and I apologize to you both if I have offended either of you," he backtracks quickly as I finally find my locker. Noah keeps walking about ten lockers down before coming to a halt as well.
"So us joining won't be a problem then will it?" I question curiously, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear him say it just to be positive.
"No!" he exclaims quickly with a rapid head-shake as I open my locker and deposit my bag and my leather jacket inside it. "Absolutely not. You don't mind having to audition do you?" he questions warily as Noah shuts his locker and walks over to wait with Mr. Shue for me by mine.
"Nope." "Not at all Mr. Shue," Noah and I answer simultaneously as I finally shut my own locker. "Although we do have a tiny favor to ask of you," I tell him with an innocent smile.
"What's that?" he asks slowly, eyeing me apprehensively from the corner of his eye as we start walking towards where I'm assuming the choir room is.
"Can you not announce us?" I ask him seriously.
"That shouldn't be a problem," he chuckles in slight confusion, and at Noah's and my own confused looks he clarifies. "I don't know your names."
"Ahhh," Noah and I chorus. "I'm Puck and she's Rachel," he tells the teacher. "But yeah, can you just put this cd in and hit track three when your ready for us to perform?" I hold up the cd Noah's talking about in my right hand.
"Yeah that seems simple enough. Keep it a mystery. I like the way you perform and I haven't even heard it yet." The teacher tells us with an excited smile, stopping outside a noisy room. We wait outside patiently as he goes inside and calms the room down quickly. "Ok guys! We actually have two new students who are wanting to audition today and-"
"Where are they Mr. Shue?" I hear a slightly slow sounding voice question.
"I was getting there Finn," I hear Mr. Shue sigh out in slight exasperation. "Now, as I was saying. They're currently outside waiting on their cue so, without further ado." It goes quiet for a moment before we hear the opening notes of our favorite song.
"Showtime Noah," I tell him with a wink while placing the matching black cowboy hat onto my own head.
Noah/Both/Rachel
DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM,DE-DAA-DAAAA
DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM ,DE-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAAA!
We swagger slowly into the room after the instrumental break and begin singing the beginning. As soon as we enter the room my eyes immediately search out my girls, and I can't help the smug grin at over takes my faces at the look of complete and utter shock that covers their entire faces when I do find them, which isn't hard seeing as they're the only Cheerios in the room. It takes all of my self control and years of performing to not burst into gut-wrenching laughter.
Well I walk into the room
Passing out hundred dollar bills
And it kills and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill
And I buy the bar a double round of crown
And everybody's getting down
An' this town, ain't ever gonna be the same
Cause I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
And I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls they are so pretty, As I sing this part I see Santana come out of her shock and send me smirk. I just wink at her before pulling the simple dance moves Noah and I worked on last night.
Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud Leroy, At this line all three girls laugh loudly, earning them severely confused looks from the rest of the club.
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy," the girls shout, earning them even more looks that they completely ignore.
Everybody says
Save a horse, ride a cowboy, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!" They shout out again, giant smiles playing on all three of their faces.
Well I don't give a dang about nothing
I'm singing and bling-blanging
While the girls are drinkin'
Long-necks down!
And I wouldn't trade ol' Leroy
Or my Chevorlete for your Escalade
Or your freak parade
I'm the only John Wayne left in this toooown, Here Noah and I both take off our hats before doing a quick bow and replacing them on our heads.
And I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
And I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls they are so pretty, At this I tip my hat to Quinn, sending her a flirtatious grin and a wink, which in turn makes her smile bashfully and look down with a blush coating her flawlessly pale skin. There's a giant guy sitting next to her who sends a confused look between the two of us before shrugging and focusing back on our song.
Riding up and down Broadway
On my ol' stud Leroy
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy, This time the entire club shouts it "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Everybody says
Save a horse, ride a cowboy, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!" I step back a little as Noah takes a few steps forward as if he's going into an old west shoot-out.
Well I'm a thorough-bred
That's what she said
In the back of my truck bed
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds
Out on some back country road.
We were flying high
Fine as wine, and having ourselves a Twin Terrors time
And I was going just about as far as she'd let me go.
But her evaluation
Of my cowboy reputation
Had me beggin' so salvation
Allllll night long
So I took her out giggin' frogs
Introduced her to my old bird dog
And sang her every Willie Nelson song I could think of
And we made love!
And I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls
They are so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway
On my ol' stud Leroy
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!"
Everybody say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!"
What? What?
Save a horse ride a cowboy, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!"
Everybody says
Save a horse, ride a cowbooooooyyy.
Noah and I sing out the last note while bowing. Once we straighten up with a grin, both of us breathing hard from our performance, I notice a mass of red blurring towards us while emitting high-pitched screams and squeals. I hear the clapping of the club and just happen to catch sight of the giant's displeased face before 'oopmhing' loudly as what feels like a brick wall collides with me, knocking what little air in me back out from my chest.
Ok y'all. Again I hope you all liked it and please, please, PLEASE drop me a quick review. Let me know whether you loved or hated this re-write. Let me know if you'd rather have Instance Connection or It Happened on a Wednesday re-written first, and whether or not you all would be interested in a sequel. Thanks again for reading and dropping a review!