I hope you guys enjoy, sorry I've been busy with school and what not. I'm still working on my other stories too, so don't worry about it. Whenever there are lyrics mentioned in the story, if it says "ME:" that means whoever's point of view it's in, they are the ones singing. Whenever someone's writing notes to another, whoever's POV it is in, their's in bold AND italics. This chapter is pretty long, just to let you know. Follow me on tumblr (scarby-girl) or (allyfanfictionblog) Read along now :D ~Ally
Pilot
Gabriella's POV
Three weeks after the school year began, I moved to Lima, Ohio due to my mother getting transferred here. And according to mother, we'll be here for at least four years. William McKinley here I come!
I was dropped out in front of the school by my mother. I was wearing a long sleeve turquoise shirt, blue jeans, a pink and blue belt with a peace sign, and white flats. I was carrying my brown side bag with me, with my black purse and school items inside. My hair was worn down for a change. As I walked into the main building of William McKinley High School, three cheerleaders were quick to approach me. Two were blonde with one having blue eyes and the other having hazel eyes. The other girl was Hispanic and had dark brown hair with dark brown eyes. The blondes were on my left while the Hispanic was on my right.
"Hello there." the blonde girl with hazel eyes greeted as I came to a complete stop to see what they had to say. "I'm Quinn, that's Santana and she's Brittany." She continued as she pointed out the names of the other two cheerleaders. "Cheerios tryouts are today, if you're interested."
"Cheerios?" I asked.
"Coach Sylvester calls us the Cheerios, everyone does." Brittany responded.
"Anyway, we need more recruits this year. You should also join the Celibacy Club; they need a lot of members as well. I would know because I'm the captain of the Cheerios and president of the Celibacy Club." Quinn continued.
"Okay thanks. And I'm Ga..."
"We don't want to know your name, we just need your participation." Santana interrupted as she followed Quinn and Brittany to the bathroom. I continued walking until I finally reached my locker. Beside my locker was a bulletin board. There were a few flyers about joining clubs and art competitions but something that caught my eye was the New Directions' signup sheet. There were already five names on the sheet: Mercedes Jones, Kurt Hummel, Tina C., Artie Abrams and Rachel Berry with a golden sticker star next to her name. I dazed into the star until two students had hoarded the signup sheets to sign up of course.
"Interested?" the blonde girl asked. She was wearing a pink slash label crop jacket, a white t-shirt, blue designer jeans, floral wedges, a couple of golden bracelets on her wrist and a necklace with a heart attached to it. The guy was wearing black pants, a white short-sleeve shirt, a gray and blue vest, black shoes and a black and blue hat with a blue bowtie.
"What exactly is New Directions?" I asked her while she was looking for a pen in her black coach bag.
"It's William McKinley's newest show choir. We dance, sing and put on musical performances too. Our old show choir was called 'Pitch Perfect'. Mr. Ryerson was the director until he was fired for inappropriately touching a student. We compete in show choir competitions but this school hasn't won Nationals since 1993. So now Mr. Schuester decided to take his place. Anything else you'd like to know?" the blonde guy asked, after rambling on about show choir. I shook my head no.
"Sounds like a lot of fun." I responded. I was always into singing, but I never really showed it at school. I was the kind of girl that never showed her face in the spotlight and was usually too shy to say anything about anything. And being "freakishly" smart, everyone thought of me as a weirdo.
"But don't give your hopes up because I'll be getting every single so..." she begun until she saw the names of who had signed up. "Rachel Berry signed up for New Directions? How dare she? Get Mr. Ryerson fired then auditioning, thinking she can just get away with it. We have to stop her Ryan!" the girl complained as she signed "Sharpay & Ryan Evans" onto the signup sheets. "Let's go Ryan!" Sharpay demanded as they walked away before they could even say goodbye.
This school has some interesting students, I thought to myself as I put my side bag in my locker. While getting out my notebook and a pencil, I continued to stare at the sheet. Do I really want to join New Directions? It sounds like a lot of fun. But who is this Rachel Berry girl? I then sighed as I wrote "Gabriella Montez" onto the signup sheet. "Here goes nothing." I said as I shut my locker, only to get a slushie thrown at me by two random football players with varsity jackets. Luckily it only got on my face, but I could barely see. I thought I walked into the girls' bathroom to get this stuff off my face when I accidentally walked into the guys' bathroom instead.
"Whoa wrong bathroom." A guy yelled as he directed me to the right bathroom. After I washed my face, I walked outside only to see a guy waiting there for me. He had light brown hair with blue eyes.
"Thanks." I told him as I began to walk away nervously.
"No problem." He yelled back. What a great first day huh?
Rachel's POV
The school day goes by fast as the last bell of the day rings. I try to quickly make my way to the auditorium to perform "On My Own" from the musical Les Miserables until I ran into Finn Hudson, star quarterback of the McKinley Titans.
"Sorry." I yelled as I'm literally power walking in the halls.
As I make my way into the auditorium, Mr. Schue the Spanish teacher is waiting at a desk. Sharpay, Ryan, Mercedes, Kurt, and Tina were sitting in the auditorium chairs, waiting to be called on for auditions, with another freshman girl that I didn't know. I saw Sharpay give me the death stare as I make my seat beside the new girl.
"Hello Rachel, how are you?" Sharpay asked sarcastically.
"I'm as wonderful as always. What about you?" I replied being just as sarcastic as she was.
"Couldn't be better."
"Where's Artie?" Mr. Schue asked as he turned around.
"He h-had to l-leave early-y." Tina responded.
"Well who wants to audition first?" Mr. Schue asked everyone. I myself wanted to go last. Save the best for last, you know?
"We'll go Mr. Schue!" Sharpay quickly said as she dragged Ryan on stage with her. Ryan was carrying a gray CD player and hooked it up.
"The song we are about to sing was originally slower. It was in the school musical last year, but sadly me and Ryan were on vacation. So we're doing this song some justice." Sharpay said before she cued Ryan to play the music. The music then began playing while Sharpay and Ryan were snapping along. Then then began signing while dancing with corny choreography.
Ryan: It's hard to believe that I couldn't see
Together: You were always there beside me
Thought I was alone with no one to hold
But you were always right beside me
Sharpay: This feeling's like no other
Together: I want you to know
I've never had someone that knows me like you do
the way you do
I've never had someone as good for me as you
no one like you
So lonely before I finally found
What I've been looking for
Sharpay: So good to be seen
So good to be heard
Together: Don't have to say a word
Ryan: For so long I was lost
So good to be found
Together: I'm loving having you around
Ryan: This feeling's like no other
Together: I want you to know
That I've never had someone
That knows me like you do
No one like you
So lonely before I finally found
What I've been looking for
DooDooDoo
DootDooDooDootDoDoo
Ah-Woa-oh-oh-ohoh
DootDooDooDoo
DootDooDooDootDoDo
Ah-Wah-oh-oh-ohoh
After the end of the audition, Ryan was doing the jazz square.
"I told you not to do the jazz square." Sharpay complained as everyone was clapping while they walked off the stage.
"It's a crowd favorite, everyone loves a good jazz square." Ryan responded as she sat him down along with her.
"Well done guys, whose next?" Mr. Schue asked.
"I'll go." Mercedes said as she walked on the stage. "My name's Mercedes Jones and I'll be signing Respect by, well you'll know." She introduced herself.
Mercedes:
What you want,
Baby I got it.
And what you need,
You know I got it.
And all I'm asking,
Is for a little respect when I come home,
Hey baby,
When I get home,
Mister.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me,
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care-a TCB,
Ahhhhhh! Hey Baby yeah!
Mercedes is a pretty strong singer and the song was very well covered. I looked at Sharpay and Ryan, only to see astonishment on their faces then laughed a little. I was the first to start clapping then everyone, except for Sharpay, began clapping. "Killed it huh?" Mercedes said, walking off the stage like she's "all that". Afterwards Kurt performed "Mr. Cellophane" from the musical Chicago. Then Tina performed a rendition of Katy Perry's "I Kissed A Girl." Then the girl I didn't know was up next.
"Name?" Mr. Schue had asked.
"Gabriella Montez." she replied.
"Like Gabriella from High School Musical!" Ryan "whispered" in Sharpay's ear. She then pushed his face away.
"I'll be singing 'When There Was Me and You' by Vanessa Hudgens." Gabriella continued. She then cued the piano player to start playing.
Gabriella:
It's funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside
I'm standing here but all I want
Is to be over there
By now, my jaw was opened. Gabriella was amazing. I looked back at Sharpay and Ryan, and their face was exactly like mine..surprised. I continued to listen after I saw everyone's response.
Why did I let myself believe
Miracles could happen
Cause now I have to pretend
That I don't really care
I thought you were my fairytale
A dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star
That's coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you
I swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's
And once upon a song
Now I know you're not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star
Just don't come true
Cause now even I can tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
Because I liked the view
When there was me and you
I can't believe that
I could be so blind
It's like you were floating
While I was falling
And I didn't mind
Cause I liked the view
Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you
Mr. Schue stood up clapping yelling bravo, bravo while the rest of us were just clapping like how we clapped for everyone else.
"Excellent Ms. Montez." Mr. Schuester said as he sat down. "Finally, Rachel Berry." he said as I walked onto the stage.
"I'll be singing "On My Own" from the musical Les Miserables." I said with a smile.
"Break a leg!" Sharpay yelled.
"Aww thanks." I replied back with a smile.
"No I mean it, break your leg!" Sharpay continued to yell. My smile quickly disappeared as I gave her the death stare for quite sometime before I cued the piano player to start playing.
Me:
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him 'til morning
Without him, I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me
In the rain
The pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say there's a way for us
I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone
The river's just a river
Without him, the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers
I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life I've only been pretending
Without me, his world will go on turning
A world that's full of happiness that I have never known
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own
Mr. Schue and everyone else except for Sharpay are clapping away.
"Wonderful job Rachel." Mr. Schue complimented.
"So when are rehearsals?" I asked. I then began making my way down the stage until I almost slipped. I could here Sharpay yell "so close" from where I was.
"I'll let you guys know who has and hadn't made it. I guess you can all go home now." Mr. Schue said as we all walked out of the auditorium. I knew for a fact that I made it, and if I didn't...Mr. Schue was next to get fired...
Sharpay's POV
Me and Ryan began heading outside of the building, waiting for our limo to arrive. While waiting, Gabriella was waiting too. You could hear the football players and the Cheerios from the front of the school.
"Wow Gabriella, someone's got a voice on them." Ryan began to compliment.
"Thanks." Gabriella replied. I rolled my eyes the other direction.
"Technically, everyone has a voice Ryan." I argued with him.
"But I wasn't talking about the voice we use to talk with, I'm talking about the voice we use to sing with. And hers is pretty.."
"Amateur? It does need work. I suggest staying away from the low notes. How horrible it was whenever you tired to hit the notes, yikes! If he lets you in, that's an if, I'd quit before I embarrass myself and train to become better. I'll be here for you, I'll even coach if you need to." I rambled on, trying to crush her dreams. She looked pretty disappointed.
"Oh." Gabriella said sadly as she got inside her mother's car.
"One down, 2 more to go." I told myself as I watched Gabriella's mom drive off.
"And why are you doing this?" Ryan asked me.
"WE are doing this to get the solos that we deserve Ryan! With Gabriella, Mercedes and Berry in the club, we'll be nothing but swaying, background props." I told Ryan. "Trust me, we can do this! This year is ours."
Ryan's POV
Father had just gotten me a Black 2009 BMW for me to drive, but unfortunately I have to drive Sharpay everywhere too so I'm like Mr. Fulton only I don't get paid for it. Joy. Sharpay was wearing a pink blazer, with a silver sequined tank top, white jeans (designer of course), with black heels. I was wearing a long sleeve baby blue shirt, with navy blue pants, my black shoes from yesterday and a white hat.
"So how are we going to destroy the Aretha and Barbra wannabees?" Sharpay asked as she grabbed her pink coach bag, while I got my backpack from the trunk.
"I don't know, you'll usually find someway to do it." I responded, getting a grape slushie from the slushie stand in front of the the school.
"That's it. We can give Berry a 'slushie facial'. As for Mercedes, she'll be another battle." Sharpay said, walking deviously into McKinley. This could be very dangerous.
Gabriella's POV
I walked the halls, being a little depressed from what Sharpay had told me yesterday. I was wearing a yellow shirt, an orange hoodie, blue jeans and white flats. While getting ready for first period again, Quinn and Santana were hoarded around me.
"We missed you yesterday. What happened?" Quinn asked.
"Well see I'm not into cheer-leading." I replied, talking very slowly and awkwardly.
"Oh you're so silly." Quinn continued as she took her finger and ran it through a strand of my curly brown hair. "That's what everybody says. I never thought I could be a Cheerio until I tried." she continued. Then out of nowhere, Tina and Artie arrive.
"G-Gabriella, you m-made the c-c-cuts." Tina said, being even more nervous than usual since Quinn and Santana were near.
"The cuts? For what?" Santana asked as she stared at me.
"Well you see, I auditioned for New Directions." I replied.
"The new show choir?" Quinn asked. I nodded my head.
"What do you want with me anyway?" I blurted out loud.
"You look Cheerio worthy. And any freshman girl in this school would kill to be you right now."
"Just because you're talking to me? Last time I checked, your just another person in a 'Cheerio" uniform." I said, adding extra emphasis on "Cheerio".
"Don't push me Gabby." Quinn responded as she got in my face.
"Look, I understand if you're gay but just because you are doesn't mean I am." I teased. Quinn backed away then walked away with Santana.
"Damn girl. You dissed her ass hard." Artie said. I laughed.
"Well I'm not in the mood for any drama." I said, being slightly depressed again.
"W-what's wr-wrong?" Tina asked me.
"Sharpay." I said simply.
"Oh I s-see. She can be very co-controlling s-s-sometimes."
"Yeah and down right rude sometimes." I sighed. "Are we having rehearsal today?"
"Yeah, right after school in the auditorium girl." Artie responded. Hopefully practice will cheer me up.
Troy's POV
First period was just beginning. After we all recited the pledge Mrs. Bletheim began her lecture. I am currently in Geometry; it still surprises me that I passed Algebra I back in eight grade last year. While Mrs. Bletheim was lecturing, the girl from yesterday had walked into the room. I looked at Chad and mouthed "That's the girl from yesterday." He seemed shocked.
"Class, this is Gabriella. She was just transferred into the class today. You can sit right there beside Troy." Mrs. Bletheim introduced. Good day so far...
"Thanks." Gabriella said as she opened her notebook. Mrs. Bletheim then continued lecturing as Chad and I began passing notes during class.
So you like her dude?
I don't know. I mean she's pretty and all but I don't even know her...
And now's the chance to do that...
What if I don't even like her though?
On to the next one ;D
Before I could write back to Chad, Mrs. Bletheim immediately snatched the half sheet of notebook paper from my hand by surprise.
"Would you boys like to read your poem to the class? Or shall I?". Chad and I then marched into the front of the classroom. We both sighed at the same time as we stared at the half sheet of paper.
"So you like her dude?" Chad said in a very mono toned voice.
"I don't know. I mean she's pretty and all but I don't even know her." I read, reading in the same toned voice. We then continued reading what we wrote.
"And now's the chance to do that..."
"What if I don't even like her though?"
"On to the next one...winky face." Chad finished as we both walked back to our seats.
"Great display boys, great display." Mrs. Bletheim said as she mocked Mrs. Darbus, the theater teacher. and Mrs. Darbus were known to have a great hatred for one another, so it's said... I looked at Gabriella, only to see a questioning look on her face, confused almost. Thinking that it would sort of impress her, it didn't at all. This was going to be a long semester...
Artie's POV
We had just finished the song "Sit down, You're Rocking the Boat" from the cast of Guys and Dolls, and I ended up crashing into the freaking piano... had stormed out the choir room just a couple minutes ago, with Mr. Schue following
"I thought you were suppose to be an alto Mercedes?" Sharpay snickered.
"And I thought you were suppose to be back-up like the rest of us? Guess we were all confused." Mercedes responded. Sharpay had purposely sung louder than everyone else just because she's Sharpay. Sharpay had just laughed at Mercedes' response.
"See that's your problem Mercedes, I'm not like you guys. My voice needs, no no, demands to be heard."
"How about you just stop talking before I knock your white ass out!" Mercedes says as she raises her voice.
"Now now ladies." Ryan began. "There's no need for violence, it doesn't solve a thing. Why don't we just relax and try to work out our problems as a-"
"Shut up Ryan!" Sharpay demanded as she slammed herself onto on of the chairs in the choir room. Mercedes then groaned as she sat 3 chairs from the left of Sharpay. Everyone else then began to take their seats.
"I'd never thought glee club could be so dramatic." Gabriella had said to Tina and I.
"Hell Gabs, neither did I." I responded.
"Well we'd still be rehearsing if Rachel hadn't left." Sharpay complained.
"Are you saying it's my fault that Rachel left?" I asked Sharpay.
"Well it's not my fault obviously." Sharpay replied.
"I wouldn't blame her if it was your fault." Mercedes said to herself.
"And who was talking to you, you Aretha-wanna be?"
"I. Was. Talking. To. Myself. So hush!" Mercedes demanded. They then began bickering, up to the point where you couldn't tell what any of the girls were saying.
"OH! MY! JESUS! Will you guys just stop talking if you have nothing nice to say to each other. I mean seriously, you're acting like a pair of obnoxious 4 year toddlers!" Kurt ranted like there was no tomorrow. We then sat there in silence, finally.
"Well practice is over, according to the clock on the wall so let's go." Gabriella sighed as she got up. We all grabbed our bags and head out the door. On our way out of the door, we walked past Mr. Schue.
"Guys wait!" Mr. Schue yelled as we walked past.
"Practice is over Mr. Schue." Mercedes said as we all walked away.
Gabriella's POV
It was another glee club rehearsal. Surprisingly, everyone had returned for a second rehearsal. Only this time it was in the school auditorium. Mr. Schue was standing at center stage beside none other than Finn Hudson. I'd heard enough about him in the halls and in class from every other person. Whether it's his "dashing" looks, his "witty" jokes or his "amazing" football skills; this guy has a reputation. Not to mention he also dates none other than Quinn Fabray. Not surprising at all.
"Everyone, this is Finn Hudson. Our newest member of New Directions." Mr. Schue introduced. "Before we get started, I would like to remind the members of the club that the DIRECTOR, a.k.a I, Mr. Schuester, dismisses the club meetings, not the club. Any questions?"
"What is this? High School Musical? You can't allow every other random person from the halls into our club, especially since most of them aren't as amazing, talented, beautiful or experienced as myself." Sharpay commented.
"You just never shut up, do you?" Kurt blurted out loud. Mercedes and Tina began giggling, which was pretty fun so I smirked secretly.
"Finn's actually an amazing singer, which you guys will see when you guys sing this." Mr. Schue replied as he passed out parts for everyone to sing. After rehearsing with those who have the same parts as we do, we began rehearsing "You're the One That I Want" from Grease.
Finn:
I got chills, they're multiplyin'
And I'm losin' control
'Cause the power you're supplyin'
It's electrifyin'!
As soon as Rachel started singing, things started getting weird. The way she moved and the way she looked at Finn, wow.
Rachel (with New Directions):
You better shape up (Doo doo doo)
'Cause I need a man (Doo doo doo)
But my heart is set on you (Doo doo doo, and my heart is set on you)
You better shape up (Doo doo doo)
You better understand (Doo doo doo)
To my heart I must be true (Doo doo doo)
Finn & Rachel:
Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do (Doo doo doo)
You're the one that I want (You are the one I want)
New Directions:
Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey
The one that I want
It all went pretty well until Mercedes interrupted.
"Oh, hell to the no! Look, I'm not down with this background singing nonsense! I'm Beyoncé, I ain't no Kelly Rowland!" Mercedes ranted.
"Usually I'm the first to disagree with anyone really, but Jonesy here has a point. I, no no, we, didn't sign up to be a do-op guys and gals of the 'Finn & Rachel' production." Sharpay complained as well.
"Sorry guys but this is the way things are going to be until we get new members. Once we get new members, then things will start to get more comfortable." Mr. Schue persuaded.
"You're good, white boy. I'll give you that, but you better bring it." Mercedes replied with a small smirk on her face. We then started getting back to work. Maybe Glee isn't so bad after all. I began smirking to myself, thinking about how much potential we hold as a club.
Sharpay's POV
It's been a few days since our second rehearsal and glee hasn't gotten any less dramatic. Our so called competition "Vocal Adrenaline" are too good for words to describe, and now Mr. Schue is leaving. And the worst part about it is that Rachel is trying to take over. I don't freaking think so! I exit out of Ryan's car as we make our way inside of the William McKinley school building until Ryan gets dragged off by a couple of football players from the football team. Immediately, I follow them. Why didn't they grab me? They walked to a couple of Port-A-Potty stalls and push Ryan inside one.
"Um excuse me? May I ask what you're doing to my brother?" I yelled in concern.
"Can it Evans! Unless you wanna join in on the fun!" A football player yelled.
"I don't think so!" I replied as I stood in front of the Port-A-Potty stall that Ryan was inside. In another stall I can hear Artie yell help.
"Two for one!" Puckerman yelled in excitement as he grabbed me and tossed me inside Ryan's Port-A-Potty as well. It stunk! You could tell it was a Port-A-Potty just by walking in with your eyes close.
"Thanks for the save sis." Ryan said sarcastically.
"Hey at least I tried to help!" I yelled as I could feel the Port-A-Potty stall get lifted from the ground. I then sighed as a single tear dropped from my eye. I was pretty scared.
"Hey Hudson, we've got Wheels and the Evans twins in these Port-A-Potty's. Wanna help us flip it over?" I heard a football player say.
"No, no! Please!" I begged as I began banging on the Port-A-Potty door. The door opened. It was Finn. He then opened the Port-A-Potty door that Artie was locked in.
"What the hell, dude? I can't believe you're helping out these losers!" Puck said loudly in anger.
"Don't you get it, man? We're all losers. Everyone in this school! Hell, everyone in this town." Finn began ranting. "Out of all the kids who graduate, maybe half will go to college, and two will leave the state to do it! I'm not afraid to be called a loser because I can accept that's what I am. But I am afraid of turning my back on something that actually made me happy for the first time in my sorry life." Finn continued. His speech was rather touching for, well a guy like Finn. I'm actually starting to feel bad about what I said earlier.
"So what? Are you quittin' to join Homo-Explosion?" Puck laughs with the rest of the football team.
"No, I'm doing both, because you can't win without me and neither can they." Finn responded as he rolls Artie to the auditorium, with Ryan and I following behind him.
"About yesterday Finn, I just wanna say that I'm so-" I began to say as we're walking, hesitating every other word.
"It's okay, I forgive you."
"And thanks back there." I continued.
"No problem. Now, let's hurry back to the auditorium." Finn rushed as he pushed Artie, and power walked to the auditorium. Ryan and I were following, and we were up to speed with him.
After we reached the auditorium, we quickly got dressed to perform "Don't Stop Believin'" from Journey. The theme color of the performance was red, and everyone was wearing it. I was wearing a red plain shirt, with blue jeans, a white mini leather jacket, and black and white tennis shoes like everyone else's. Everyone else was wearing a red shirt, which differed person to person, with blue jeans.
"Looks like we won't have time for a final dress rehearsal, he's on his way now!" Gabriella informed loudly as she re-entered the auditorium.
"Places everyone!" Ryan yelled as we all got prepared for the performance. Finn and Rachel stood in center stage, with Finn standing at Rachel's left. On the right of Rachel were Tina, Mercedes and Kurt in that exact order. On Finn's left were Gabriella, I and Ryan in that order. Artie was sitting with the band in the guitar.
"Five, a-six, a-five, six, seven, eight." Rachel counted. We then began harmonizing the piano parts in the original song in a different key. Due to small numbers, Mercedes and Tina were the altos and Gabriella and I were the sopranos. Artie, Ryan and Kurt all had the same Baritone part. After our harmonizing, Finn began singing and was walking closer to the front of the stage. While singing, everyone had patted their left leg simultaneously.
Finn:
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Then Rachel had stopped singing her Soprano part and walked out of the line that everyone else was standing in to sing to lead.
Rachel:
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Everyone else then followed Rachel and Finn during the short instrumental. Then as it was coming to an end, the background sung Ah as we put our first in the air then slowly put in back to our side, patting our left leg again.
Finn:
A singer in a smokey room
Rachel:
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
After Finn and Rachel walked closer to the front, they began singing together.
Rachel and Finn:
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
By now, Rachel and Finn had just turned in a circle and we all came together. Like a group with smiles on everyone's face. I don't think I've ever been this happy singing background.
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Tina, Mercedes and Kurt had went to side of the stage where they started as did Ryan, Gabriella and I. There were 3 microphones on each side. On the other side, Mercedes was in the middle with Kurt on her left and Tina on her right. On my side, I took the middle while Ryan was on my left and Gabriella on my right. Finn and Rachel stood in the middle while Artie was still playing guitar. We were still harmonizing while Finn and Rachel took the lead.
Streetlight people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Rachel was standing in front of Finn with their left arm in the air, as everyone else leaned their microphone stand closer to the ground. Mr. Schue had finally entered the auditorium while we were holding the note. During the short instrumental, Finn took over the drums while everyone else pumped their fist in the air and continued the choreography.
Rachel:
Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Rachel and Finn:
Payin' anything to roll the dice just one more time
Finn had then got off the drums.
Rachel:
Some will win
Rachel and Finn:
Some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Everyone that was on a certain side then began singing into the middle microphone.
And oh the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Instead of singing the same verses again, there was yet another instrumental. Everyone walked to the middle, except Tina who had spun Artie around in circles during his guitar solo.
New Directions:
Don't stop believin'
Rachel and Finn (with New Directions):
Hold on to that feelin'
Street lights people (oh)
Everyone's arm was in the air, like how Finn and Rachel's were earlier. We all then walked closer to the stage with happy smiles on our faces.
Don't stop believin'
Rachel and Finn:
Hold on to that feelin'
Street lights people (oh)
We were walking to line up diagonally. There were two lines. One line consisted of Tina in front. Following Tina were Finn, Mercedes, Rachel then Kurt. The other line was parallel l to that line. It consisted of Artie in the front, who finally joined in at the end. Artie stood next to the space in-between Finn and Tina. Following Artie was Ryan, me then Gabriella. Ryan stood next to the space in-between Finn and Mercedes, I stood next to the space in-between Mercedes and Rachel and Gabriella stood next to the space in-between Rachel and Finn.
Don't stop!
All of our heads were down once we hit the last note. Mr. Schue began clapping then told us "Good guys." He then gave Rachel and Finn advice while everyone else began hugging each other. We all heard Mr. Schue then say "It would kill me to see you win Nationals with out me." We all busted out in a cheer, surprising for me even. As long as little Ms. Berry didn't take over then I was completely okay with it. I look up in the balcony to see that Coach Sylvester along with Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez were watching our performance and were just leaving. How long were they watching us? Why were they watching us? Could this jeopardize my future career? I began making crazing conclusions in my head. For some reason I wasn't worried yet I felt like I should be worried for whatever comes ahead.