~*~*REST IN PEACE CORY MONTEITH*~*~
Tears have been shed by many a fan
In light of the passing of a talented man
But he's now free from pain and his troubles too
Lea Michele, we now prey for you.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything other then the plot and my OC's.
Warning:
THIS IS A SEQUEL TO 'LUNA'S STARS'. PLEASE MAKE SURE THAT HAS BEEN READ FIRST BEFORE PROCEEDING, OR ELSE YOU'RE GONNA BE CONFUSED.
Violence. Lots of swearing, courtesy of Puck and Santana, Talks of sexual activity courtesy of teenage hormones. Acts of sexual activity, also courtesy of teenage hormones.
Rating: M - for the reason's above.
Genre: Supernatural, Adventure and Romance.
Pairings: Main - Puck/Kurt. Secondary - Sam/Blaine.
Characters: Main - Puck, Kurt, Santana and Blaine. Secondary - Finn, Rachel, Ryder, Jake, Unique, Sarah, Sam and Brittany. OC- Aaliyah, Leo, Liam, Jamie, Melissa, Ollie and Toni (all the above appeared in Luna's stars)
Summary: SEQUEL TO LUNA'S STARS. When the world falls into a seemingly eternal sleep, Puck, Kurt, Santana, Blaine and co begin looking for a cure that will send them on a trip around the world, where they learn about mythological creatures, friendship, loyalty and undying love.
So here's what you missed on Glee: Puck, Santana, Kurt and Blaine didn't really know each other but were forced to work together when a lightning bolt gave them magical powers. cool. 12 stars fell from the sky and the team had to try send them back, along the way Kurt admitted he loved Puck, Santana farted a lot, Blaine and Sam got it on, Puck loved Kurt back then killed his father. ouch! Then everyone was shocked and sad when Sam turned out to be the last star and Santana had to kill him. Luna, the dead chick, sent all the stars home and everyone lost their memory, well everyone except Sam, who was granted a second chance at life. Now they are all in the glee club and have no recognition that they literally saved the world. and that's what you missed you Glee.
Aaliyah's Lullaby
Chapter 1:
New Beginnings
~*~*SECTIONALS*~*~
"Hey Santana, do you know if Cheerio's is back on next year? Sarah Puckerman asked as she came to sit beside the Latina in the auditorium whilst their competition gave a mediocre performance.
"If Coach Sue wants to demote the Cheerio's back to amateur status for next year, she needs a whole different team. No one who appeared in that god awful sushi car commercial can be on the team next year." Santana informed easily. She was over it now, Glee would secure her a trophy, plus she'd be long gone from William McKinley by the time Sue was eligible to start competing again. "Why do you ask?"
"I've got a total lady boner over you." Sarah admitted bluntly and her demeanor showed she felt no shame what so ever. "I'm not a lesbian, well… not completely.. I mean I mess around sometimes, ya know, the ol' Puckerman gene… anyways I'm rambling" Sarah shook her head and tried again. "I kinda Hero worship you and want to be like you. Here's the deal sister." She said, shifting her whole body so she was fully facing Santana, who on her behalf seemed impressed with Lady Puck's no nonsense approach. "I want's on that squad and I want's on it now. Not only do I want to be on that team in that pyramid, I wants on top of that pyramid as head Cheerio."
"Blaine Anderson is already promoted as Captain for the squad next year along side Becky Jackson." Santana replied disdainfully as she glanced down the row to see the boy and his sister talking animatedly with their new tanned boy toy.
How the hell did Anderson get the position? Coach hadn't even seen him do anything remotely athletic. It had taken 3 years to climb to the top of that pyramid and stupid Blaine just walks in and takes it. Santana was a straight up bitch and in no way a liar, so she had no problem admitting to herself that her annoyance and irrational dislike for the honey eyed teen came from pure jealousy.
"First off, boy head cheerleader, not matter how gay, like a male nurse; sin against nature." God, Santana loved the fiery attitude of the girl in front of her. Why hadn't they ever conversed before? "Secondly Becky Jackson's sweet and all, but she's not exactly championship material. She's only at the top because Sue loves her. If the woman wants to win, she needs someone reliable, fierce, determined and willing to destroy anyone to get the job done. Like you and like me."
"I think.." Santana started, mainly musing aloud. "..This could be the start of a beautiful friendship, Puckling." She draped her arm around the freshman girl and turned to watch their competition with a smirk on her face.
"Please tell me your not drunk again" Kurt Hummel groaned from where he sat next to the bronzed muscular form that was Noah Puckerman.
Ever since Elijah Puckerman's funeral, Puck had been rather out of character as of late. Well actually, he was in perfect character if he was portraying the boy he used to be before Juvie. Gucci knows what happened to him at his father's send off, but whatever it was, unraveled all the progress the last year had made. Jake Puckerman, who he and Unique absolutely adored, said his older brother looked rather pale and skittish at the funeral, but considering they had never met prior to the somber occasion, Jake had no idea how odd his behavior seemed. That and Jake seemed way too distracted with his random and rather unjustified rivalry with Puck's best friend, Ryder Lynn.
"I swear I haven't had a drink today" Puck answered in a rather whiny voice. "I'm just tired, been up all night if you know what I mean." he said with his signature smirk that simultaneously made Kurt's stomach flip and heart break.
Kurt knew what Puck meant, Puck meant Her.
And talk of the devil and she may appear, tanned skinned, undeniable and infuriatingly pretty, black long locks with deep purple highlights and visually, a perfect fit for Noah Puckerman.
Kurt hated her.
"I need to use the bathroom, I'll see you back stage. Stay out of trouble." Kurt said in an even voice, although he wanted to scream. Puck didn't know he was breaking his heart after all, the only people who knew about his undying unrequited love for the man were his father, best friend Unique and Santana Lopez. In Kurt's opinion, that was three too many as it was.
"Alright, Princess." Puck called as Kurt climbed out of his seat and walked past Puck's new girlfriend, offering her a weak and completely false smile as she filled his empty seat next to Puck.
"Boy, you got it bad." a voice came from behind Kurt, just as he was about to push open the auditorium doors. He quickly turned around on the spot and came face to face with one of the most gorgeous blonde men he had even seen. Similar ages, by the looks of things, obviously muscular, 6ft something, beautiful deep blue eyes and oh… a built in smirk? Kurt was grateful for the vocals of their competition for drowning out his embarrassing whimper. "What's a smoking hot boy like yourself crawling around the straight guy for?" the blonde asked and jerked his head towards Puck, who was now locking lips, rather too hungrily for public, with his new slut.
"I'm trying to get over him." Kurt replied honestly, internally wondering if he was really that obvious that a complete stranger recognized his dilemma.
"You know what they say, 'Best way to get over one person…" the blonde smirked. Smirked.
"Is to get under another." Kurt finished almost breathlessly, positive a blush was travelling across his face. "I'm Kurt, Kurt Hummel. I'm the featured soloist in the next team." something he was completely over the moon about. His and Sam Evan's duet was going to rock the house.
"Well I can safely say Kurt, you will have my undivided attention." The blonde Adonis winked and held his large hand out. Kurt shook it eagerly. "Name's Oliver Williams, but Ollie's good."
The stage was dark, the crowd silent, as the instrumental kicked in. Blaine, Rachel, Brody, Quinn and Ryder were on the left side of the stage, frozen in place. Santana, Britney, Puck Finn and Unique on the right, as Sam and Kurt stood in the middle of the stage with spot lights on them. The audience couldn't see the other team members, but the two singers could. Although dark, Kurt could clearly see Puck from the corner of his eye, and straight in front of him, he could make out the blonde hair of Ollie in the audience. Sam felt like crying already and he hadn't eve began singing. It was the damn piano introduction, battling his own personally heart ache and Blaine Anderson's oblivious presence that were setting him on edge. To pull this off, he needed to channel all that pain and let it out through song.
Kurt:
I heard that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
Kurt walked across the stage, weaving in and out of his team members on the right side of the stage. The staging was simple, the song haunting, heart breaking, beautiful and perfect. He took a quick glance at Puck's face as he passed him. Puck didn't meet his eye.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.
Kurt and Sam:
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.
Sam:
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over.
Sam enjoyed music as much as the next person, but since joining the Glee club two weeks prior, especially after coming back from death, it had consumed him so much more. He felt more emotionally connected to the songs he heard, felt more in tune with his inner turmoil as he sung, appreciated lyrics and the stories they told. It was as if this song was made solely to describe his love for a boy who couldn't remember and Kurt's love for a boy who refused to remember.
Kurt:
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Sam:
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,
Sam and Kurt:
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead"
Kurt:
Nothing compares
Sam:
No worries or cares
Kurt:
Regrets and mistakes
Sam:
They are memories made.
Sam and Kurt:
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
Kurt:
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Sam:
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,
Sam and Kurt:
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."
The crowd exploded, the lights on stage dimmed further into darkness. Puck stormed off stage before anyone could even realize. Santana blew a heart felt kiss to Kurt, who stood almost frozen on stage with teary eyes. Either Sam or Kurt, neither would ever know, linked their hands together in a show of support. The song had been an emotional battering. Kurt had no idea who Sam was thinking about during the performance, but he was obviously hurting. The song oozed pain and suffering and Sam did it justice. Sam just gripped tighter. Thankful to Kurt for understanding without questioning. They had both loved and lost. The ironic thing was, Kurt couldn't remember and Sam was starting to feel like he wanted to forget.
"The 2011 Western Ohio Sectionals champions are…. From William McKinley High School, The New Directions."
ONE MONTH LATER
~*~*HUMMEL*~*~
"….Because he's Jewish he doesn't celebrate it, but that didn't stop him phoning me on Christmas day, drunk out of his face, demanding I sing carols to him down the phone." Kurt informed his girl as he applied his lip gloss during their Morning Locker Beauty Regime.
"I know you were in love with him or still are or Whatevs' Babes, but you need to stop babying him" Unique chastised as she disappeared behind a fog of hair spray. "He thinks he can get away with all his crazy, because you're there to pick up the pieces. He's taking advantage."
"Nikki, I'm being a friend to Puck. I would do exactly to same to you. And in a way this is good for me." Kurt replied easily as they swapped beauty products. Unique raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow in intrigue. "Hanging out with him and stuff is helping me fall out of love with him. He may still be ridiculously hot, but the more time I spend with him, the more I see his faults and realize that my love for him is and was fabricated on a fantasy."
Which wasn't necessarily a lie.
After fixing Puck's truck around 6 weeks ago, Puck went to his father's funeral the next day and returned sort of lost. He and Puck got on fine, nothing amazing, just like two normal friends. But their arguments were fiery and frequent. Puck's non stop partying, bullying and womanizing was flaunted in his face constantly and it broke Kurt's heart and angered him. So being the hot head that Puck was and the stubborn ice queen that Kurt could be, they butted heads way to many times to be deemed healthy. But they respected each other and at the end of the day, it was always and only Kurt who was able to talk Puck out of doing something stupid. Kurt wasn't sure why he was able to have such an effect on Puck. His kinda, maybe, possible boyfriend Ollie said his relationship with Puck was like a strict mother and rebellious teenager bond.
"Boo!" a deep voice came from behind the grooming pair and they both jumped in fright before turning around to see Jake Puckerman, complete with Razor scooter.
"Oh my sweet Chanel. Jake what are you doing here?" Kurt asked breathlessly as he put a hand over his chest to visualise his fright.
"Transferred today." Jake grinned and both Kurt and Unique screeched loudly and threw their arms around him.
"You have to join Glee Hunnychild." Unique demanded as she carelessly throw the tube of lip gloss into Kurt's locker. Kurt would have scowled her in he hadn't done the same with the bottle of hair spray.
"Nope, not while that douche bear with the Beiber hair is in it." Jake replied.
"Please." Kurt begged unashamedly. "We need more members to compete at Regionals after Quinn and Brody eloped at Christmas and never returned." Kurt kept his voice as nicely as he could, although Brody's betrayal on Rachel Berry was incredibly infuriating. "And Ryder's harmless if you stopped punching him in the face and actually spoke to him for a second."
~*~*ANDERSON*~*~
"Fruity Fonzie!" Coach Roz Washington barked. "Get your lily white tight behind into my pool and warm up!"
"Yes Coach" Blaine saluted easily. After all that was exactly why he had just come out of the changing room's with fellow syncro- swimmer Webber, clad in only William McKinley red swim shorts.
"How's the house coming along?" Webber, real name Toni Lockhart, asked as they climbed down the ladder into the luke warm water.
"Rachel's room is finished, as is mine. Kitchen and bathroom is almost done. Just the living area mainly needs a good lick of paint." Blaine replied as he swam gently over to his designated part of the pool, giving enough space for the normal swimmers to practice their laps, which included fellow Glee members, Ryder Lynn and Samuel Evans.
Blaine had met Toni the day after joining Glee club when Coach Washington literally dragged him by the wrist to the pool. While all the other syncro-swimmer's muttered brief welcomes, Toni had gone out of her way to make him feel comfortable and give him the 411 on rules and regulations on the team. Everyone had to be addressed by a water related name while in the pool for some odd reason. Toni was Webber, Ryder was Shark bait (from finding Nemo, awesome film) and Sam was Trouty mouth (no doubt Santana drilled it into his mind to choose such a degrading name). Blaine wasn't allowed to pick a name though, Coach demanded Fruity Fonzie stayed for whatever reason, and he wasn't going to cross her anytime soon. Urban legend had it that she clawed three layers of skin off of Finn Hudson's face because I tried to join the team because he didn't need to change his name.
As for his unpainted living room, Blaine and his twin sister Rachel had recently moved, just before Christmas, into their own two bedroom apartment together in a bid to become independent adults. Leroy and Hiram Berry were slightly dubious at first to let Rachel go (they had no claim over Blaine after all) but after being begged daily and reminded that since they were technically already 18, they were only asking for their blessing out of common courtesy, the Berry man broke.
"Who are you?" Coach Washington barked at a tanned teen as he strolled into the arena, wearing normal clothes and no sign of swim wear.
"Liam Stephenson, I'm here to speak to Kitten Boy" Liam answered the black swim coach in an irritated tone.
"Who?"
"Blaine Anderson."
"Who?"
"Me, coach." Blaine interrupted as he swam to the edge of the pool and beamed positively at them. "What's up Black Weasel?"
Blaine and Liam met in Superhero Sidekicks Appreciation club. Blaine became Kitten boy, A) because he liked cats and B) the custom was totally awesome. Liam, who was a hardcore Harry Potter fan, writing his own fan fiction included, was known by the group as Black Weasel. A) because he was mixed race and B) Ron Weasley was the ultimate superhero sidekick apparently. Apparently because Harry potter defeated the dark lord and had the power of magic, he was classed as a superhero, not that Blaine minded, he thought the world created by J.K Rowling was equally as magical as Liam did.
"The Eclipse." Liam grinned, looking down at Blaine and Toni.
"Twilight books?" Toni asked in response to the random two words.
"Eww, no." Liam blanched and looked at Toni as if she was something his cat threw up. "I'm talking about the Eclipse that's coming… Oh My Granger, it's the impression dude!" Liam cheered as he turned his head slightly and spotted someone in the pool. "What's his name again?" Liam whispered at Blaine.
"Sam." Blaine said without even needing to look back to confirm it.
"Sam!" Liam cried out and from the splashing that took place around Blaine, he quickly realized that the blonde was swimming up next to him.
"Yeah?" Sam asked, way too close to Blaine's personal space.
"Do you're Snape circa Azkaban impression, Pleeeeaaaasssseeeee." Liam whined with extra pout.
"Turn to page…"-
- "we better get back to warm ups." Blaine interrupted and dragged Toni with him to the other end of the pool, leaving a stunned Liam and an upset looking Sam behind.
"Well, that was rude." Toni chastised once they were away from earshot. "He's impressions are hilarious, why did you cut him off?"
"Coach would destroy us if we lounged around listen to the same impressions over and over again." Blaine replied. "Once you've heard one, you've kind of heard them all."
~*~*PUCKERMAN*~*~
"Fuck Puck, right there, right there." came the breathy moan above him as he felt the walls of her pussy clamp down on his hard cock as he ploughed into her.
"Yeah, Jamie, you fucking slut, you ride Puckzilla like a fucking pro." Puck grunted as he helped the girl reach her climax by raking his fingers down her toned bronze stomach, until he reached her clit and began rubbing against it hard.
"Ohhh" Jamie whimpered. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." she cried out as her body went tense and her voice grew higher and louder with every final thrust. "Fuck yeah, that was hot. Did you cum?"
"Yeah babe" Puck lied outright as he lifted the spent girl off his throbbing cock and discreetly disposed of the dry and worn out condom. 90 minutes, 6 orgasms from Jamie and not one from him. It wasn't the first time this had happened.
Santana Lopez introduced him to Jamie McQueen a couple of days after his fathers funeral, saying he could use a distraction, and a distraction she was. The girl was hot as hell. Raven dark hair with streaks of purple in it. Curves in all the right places, toned physique and a beast in the bedroom. They fucked like rabbits, each as horny as the other, but on the odd occasion, such as today, no matter what tricks Jamie pulled out, his head just wasn't in it another to reach his own orgasm.
"Why aren't you at school anyway?" Jamie asked, still breathless from the multiple orgasms, as she lay next to him. Neither were big cuddlers and it suited the other perfectly fine.
"Why aren't you at work?" Puck retorted. Jamie worked in a hair salon down town after she graduated West Lima High last year, and that was where Santana and Brittany had first meet her and couple of days before she was introduced to Puckzilla.
"Touche" Jamie grinned and jumped up from the bed, giving Puck a perfect view of her round, peachy ass. "Anyways, I'm out of here gorgeous, I'll phone you tomorrow or something." she gave him a quick kiss on the mouth before throwing her crumpled up clothes back on and leaving his bedroom.
They were boyfriend and girlfriend, but in the oddest way possible. Actually they were more like fuck buddies, but had arranged not to see any other people during their 'relationship'. it suited Puck fine. Jamie was a slut who's libido was just as high as Puck's, so he never really felt tempted by other anyway.
Today was his first day back at school after the winter holidays, and he hadn't been able to pull himself out of his funk enough to go in. Kurt was going to be pissed.
Ever since Elijah Puckerman's funeral, everyone noticed the change in Puck's behavior, hell even Puck saw the changes, considering he was doing it all on purpose. Kurt was the only stubborn bitch to persist on helping him though. His best friends, Finn and Ryder liked him no matter how he was and Sam was too distracted with fuck knows what to notice. Kurt however, hung around like a bad smell, reminding Puck that no matter how much he tried push people away, people weren't leaving unless they themselves wanted to go. Stupid Kurt.
While Puck was sober, like he was now, he knew Kurt should just fuck off and focus on his own relationship with that Ollie douche, but when he got drunk, he always ended up back around Kurt, whether it be in person or by phone. And it pissed him off. The little guy didn't need to deal with his shit, yet Puck just couldn't let him go, no matter how much he wanted to. Kurt would end up getting hurt, Puck would end up feeling more depressed then he already was, and distance was the only thing that could prevent that shit. Only problem was, the more he pushed Kurt away, the more he wanted to pull the dude closer.
His phone, ringing, broke his thought, and when he looked down at the screen, he groaned. Oh, shit, now he was in trouble.
"Leo" Puck greeted his Fight Club mentor gruffly.
"You answering means you aren't at school Noah." Leo's voice said sternly down the line. "You can't come in today unless you've been to school, you know the rules, we agreed on them together."
Leo O'Connor was the new fight club instructor who Puck met when he decided to rejoin the club, Leo somehow managed to pick up on Puck's downward spiral and decided to become a mentor to him of sorts. Puck didn't mind much, Leo was a great dude and even dealt really well to Sarah's irrational lust towards him. But at times like this, where the rule of 'No class, No fight' was strictly put in place, Puck hated the man. He didn't want to go to his lame classes, why couldn't people just accept that shit.
"Fine." he huffed like a petulant kid. "I'll go to Glee, but that's it."
"I'll be asking Sarah" Leo answered. "Come on Noah, New Year, New Start and all that." damn this man and his fatherly advice. Dude was only 20 or something and seemed to have more wisdom, courage and life experience then old dudes.
Puck hung up without answering, something he knew Leo wouldn't mind. He didn't want to go to school, he was fucking in a funk and didn't want to be around people. He was poison. He was dangerous. He knew he was. Ask Elijah if you could.
Because Puck wasn't sure how, when or why, but when he was at the funeral and stared down into the pale face of his fathers corpse in the open casket, Puck's brain did something funny. It was small, so quick that Puck would have thought he imagined it had it not left him with chills. A vision or a flashback or some hallucination trip thing crossed his mind and he saw himself, briefly, punching the life out of his father. His father who he hadn't seen in years. It was odd, it was scary and Puck didn't know what it meant, apart from one thing. Elijah Puckerman didn't die of a heart attack, he was murdered. And Puck couldn't explain it, but he was pretty sure it was done at his own hands.
~*~*LOPEZ*~*~
"…That's why you should sleep with the opposite sex for reproduction, but sleep with your own for pleasure." Santana caught the last of what Kurt was saying as she sauntered into the Choir room with her girlfriend on her arm.
"Well this certainly seems like the best conversation in the room, what's that Hummel?" Santana asked as she purposely sat on the opposite side of the room to ensure his voice traveled to everyone's ears, considering her and Brittany were the last to arrive. Well, not include the always late Mr. Schuester.
"What I was getting at Satan, is that men give better blowjobs and girls eat out better, it comes down to biology, we know what we like so we know what to do." Kurt replied easily, obviously feeling no shame about the provocative subject. God, Santana loved her some Hummel.
"Agreed" Chorused Santana, Brittany and Blaine.
"Santana, why are you always the last to arrive?" Unique inquired politely.
"My motto in life 'It's better to arrive late, than to arrive ugly." Santana shrugged.
"I'm so in love with you." Jake mumbled in awe, as he stared at the Latina in wonderment.
"And what is this?" Santana asked in mock surprise. "Jake Puckerman and Ryder Lynn in the same room together and no blood. I believe this is progress. Yay." she applauded them lightly and slowly. "And Puck, why are you here? Jamie said you were ditching today."
Puck grunted.
Whatever, she didn't even really wanna know, she was just being polite or whatever. As she looked around the choir room, she realized how weird it was to not see Quinn or Brody in there. She was furious at her best friend for eloping to Vegas and getting hitch to plastic man, who she never expressed interest in before, without telling anyone. And then not returning. Bitch.
With the new addition of Jake, presuming he was in Glee club now, they had eleven members, that was still one short of Regionals. She could always ask Melissa Lockhart, a friend she made through hatred, but she knew with Rachel and Blaine there, that her chances were slim.
Melissa Lockhart was recruited by Dakota Stanley, a dance teacher, to his ballet class. Melissa was good at ballet, unfortunately Rachel Berry was better. Long story short, Rachel got the lead in Swan Lake or Black Swan or whatever it was called, Melissa got jealous, began hating on Rachel and then Blaine through association. And you know what they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so Santana and Melissa bonded over that.
"Welcome back New Directions!" Mr. Shue cheered enthusiastically as he entered the choir room. "Back, fresh from your Sectionals win and winter break and ready for the new year. Which leads us perfectly into this weeks song. Take it away Blaine." he instructed.
They were sent the song assignment last week via email, so everyone knew it by now.
Blaine:
Another year you made a promise
Puck:
Another chance to turn it all around
Santana:
And do not save this for tomorrow
Kurt:
Embrace the past and you can live for now
Sam with New Directions:
And I will give the world to you
Rachel:
Speak louder than the words before you
And give them meaning no one else has found
Finn
The role we play is so important
We are the voices of the underground
Brittany
And I
Would give the world to you
Say everything you've always wanted
Sam:
Be not afraid of who you really are
Unique:
Cause in the end we have each other
And that's at least one thing worth living for
Ryder:
And I
Would give the world to you
Blaine:
A million suns that shine upon me
Puck:
A million eyes you are the brightest blue
Kurt:
Let's tear the walls down that divide us
Santana:
And build a statue strong enough for two
Finn:
I pass it back to you
Sam:
And I will wait for you
Blaine and Sam:
'Cause I would give the world (New Directions: I would give the world)
And I would give the world (New Directions: I would give the world)
And I would give the world to you!
Rachel:
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Unique:
Yeah!
Rachel with New Directions:
I would give the world to you! (Unique: Oh!)
Unique:
Oh, oh
Ryder:
Oooo!
Unique with New Directions:
This is the new year! (New Directions: Yeah!)
Blaine and Santana:
This is the new year
A new beginning
You made a promise (Unique: You made a promise!)
You are the brightest
We are the voices (Unique: We are!) (Jake: Oh!)
Puck and Kurt:
This is the new year (Sam: Oooo)
We are the voices
This is the new year
A new beginning
You made a promise
We are the voices
This is the new year!
And it was. It was a brand new year, brand new chapter and unbeknownst to them, a brand new adventure had already been written in the stars for them.
Songs: Adele - someone like you.
Glee cast - this is the new year.
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