Good Directions Chapter 1: Purple Piano Project, a glee fanfic

The summer had passed and I had completed my first six episodes of the show. Basically Kaylee was going to be conveniently living next door to Dixon's new house. They would date for a few episodes before they ended breaking up in the sixth. Tristan Wilds was a really nice and I was definitely looking forward to working with him again whenever I got the chance. I would wait for the call.

I walked into the school with Quinn, who was sporting a new look. She had cut her hair into a bob and dyed it pink and even got a tattoo on her lower back. I personally loved it, but I knew it would turn some heads. Jacob Ben Israel was once again patrolling the halls. He should really consider a career that won't make people want to punch him.

"So how does it feel knowing that you two are now McKinley's punk power couple?" He asked me.

"It's something that you're never going to understand." I told him. "Basically, we're the opposite of what you are."

We weren't the only ones that had gone through some changes over the summer. Rachel and Sam had gotten back together and subsequently broken up again, causing Sam to leave the Glee Club. Dani had returned to normal brunette hair color. Puck and Clara had started dating and according to him, she was a freak in bed. Brittany and Santana were back on the Cheerios.

"Well how does it feel that you blew Nationals for the Glee Club and made national headlines?" He questioned.

"It kind of means that we're more important than you are." Quinn stated before Azimio came by and hurled a slush in Jacob's face. Karofsky had changed schools.

I also knew that Kurt and Rachel were repeatedly talking about their dreams to go to college in New York.

In our first Glee rehearsal of the year, Mr. Schue brought out our 'Thanks for Playing' trophy from Nationals.

"So this is what 12th place looks like." He replied. "This year we are going to win first place. We're not going to let anyone stop us. I lost focus and let something else distract me."

"We're sorry that the guy who replaced you won a Tony." Rachel commented.

"You know I regret being the laughingstock of the show choir world." Mercedes replied.

"Okay, can we please stop bringing that up?" I requested. "Yes, we kissed on stage, but you don't need to keep talking about it."

"We need something new." Quinn replied.

"I have something, courtesy of Al Motta of Motta's Pianos." Mr. Schue replied as three purple pianos rolled into the room. What the fuck? "These pianos were repossessed from foreclosed homes. I fixed them up and painted them purple and the Purple Piano Project was born. I'm gonna place these throughout the school and whenever you see them, I want you to sing a song. Use them to attract people like you, who can't keep the music inside of them. So they're out now who wants to sing?"

Puck and Clara stood up.

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Girl I've been all over the world looking for you
I'm known for taking what I think I deserve and you're overdue
And if you listen you can hear me through the radio in that bright white noise
What I've been missing in my life, what I've been dreaming of
You'll be that girl, you'll be that girl you'll be

Everything you want so let me get up there
I'm the baddest baby in the atmosphere
Tell me what you want so we do just what you like

You make me feel that La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel so La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel that La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel so La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel that

Put your hands up, put your hands up
Let the lights drop, let the lights drop
Make my world stop, make my world stop
La-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-la

You make me feel that La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel so La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel that La-la-la-la-la
You make me feel so La-la-la-la-la
Oh you make me feel that, oh you make me feel that

So that was an impressive opening number of the year. We needed everything that we performed to be good this year.

After school, I went home. Judy thought it would be best if I moved in and my mom agreed.

"Hi, Mama." Avvie greeted me. She had learn a few more words. I was her mama since I officially had parental rights as of my 18th birthday. She called Quinn Mommy.

Not long into our second day, we found that Sue had destroyed one of our pianos. Apparently one of the other teachers had congratulated her. You know maybe it wasn't the best idea to put them in the hallway during classes.

"You know a lot of people don't like your look." I told my girlfriend as I ran my hands through her pink hair.

"What do you think?" She asked me for the 13th time.

"I already told you that I love it." I stated. "But I would also love it if you wanted to go back to your old clothes."

"I'd rather not." She told me before she started to sing.

Back in black, I hit the sack
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back
Yes I'm let loose from the noose
That's kept me hanging about

I've been looking at the sky cause it's getting me high
Forget the hearse cause I never die
I got nine lives, cat's eyes
Abusing every one of them and getting wild

Cause I'm back, yes I'm back
Well I'm back, yes I'm back
Well I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Well I'm back, yes I'm back
Well I'm back, yes I'm back
Well I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
Yes I am, back in now
Back

"I am a bit concerned how you don't really have any friends." I told her.

"I have friends. Me and Jessica text every day." She explained, speaking of Jessica Stroup. They had hit it off on the set.

"Jessica Stroup is 24 and lives in LA." I pointed out.

"I don't need any friends." She replied. Well at least she wasn't hanging out with a bunch of punk girls and stealing kids' lunch money.

"Well if you don't want friends, I would like it if you used soap, Quinn." I suggested. I don't know if she was afraid of losing me to more famous girls, but she was starting to worry me.

"How about you call me Lucy?" She requested.

That night when we were watching the news, I noticed that Sue was running for Congress…and she wanted to take the arts out of schools. What the fuck? There's no way that people would vote for that. She even called out Mr. Schue by name. Someone would have to take a stand against her. She also didn't seem to have an idea on how Congress works. One representative doesn't have that kind of power. They'd have to convince others to help them. She's not running for governor. I wonder if I had any power to influence voters. I do know only a small percentage of young adults vote, and even less vote for anything other than president. I don't think that celebrities have any pull in this. Okay, Jay-Z and Will. might have some pull, but I probably don't.

The next day in lunch, I couldn't help but notice that there was a purple piano in the lunchroom. Doesn't he know that some of us like to eat market bought subs that we bring from that place that Clara recommended?

Rachel was adamant about us singing. This was a very bad idea.

"We'll do it if you shut up." I declared before she began to sing a song from The Voice. I don't really like that show.

Blue and black, heart torn now
You uncover what's beneath my skin
There and back there's no doubt
Your touch is my medicine

I'll be okay cause you heal me

And I give you all my pieces broken
In your hands there's nothing you can't fix
My heart is frayed, my scars are open
So put me back together now stitch by stitch
So put me back together now stitch by stitch

I'm still afraid of falling somehow it's taking over me
Don't ever let me let it go

There are back there's no doubt
Your touch makes me whole again

It did end up being a bad idea because immediately after we were finished, a food fight broke out. It turned out to be a disaster. It also didn't seem to inspire anyone, even though we didn't really need anyone.

"You know you guys really sucked." A new voice from came from the doorway.

"Who are you?" I questioned.

"I'm Sugar Motta and I have self-diagnosed Asperger's, so I can say whatever I want." She explained. I don't think you can self-diagnose Asperger's. I then realized that her last name was the same as the guy that gave us the pianos. "I'm basically like a diplomat's daughter and my dad gave you your pianos."

"How can we help you Sugar?" Mr. Schue asked.

"Here's the deal. You need new members because you're not going to win with this band of misfits. I'm awesome and I wanna be in your Glee Club."

You know even though this girl is kind of a bitch, I kind of liked her. I hoped she's a good singer. She began to sing Katy Perry's "E.T.".

She wasn't a good singer. I don't think that she was a bad singer, but her pitch control was all over the place. I think if she learned how to control it, she could be good or at least decent. She was only a little worse than Katy Perry right now.

Mr. Schue told her no, which I don't think was fair. Sure, she needed some vocal training and she had a bit of an attitude problem, but…okay those are good reasons.

"It's not fair to just exclude her." I pointed out. "Mike can't sing and he's still here."

"Mike knows that he can't sing. She clearly doesn't." Rachel argued. "You may not care because you have network television show to fall back on, but the rest of us need this to get out of this fucking town."

"Do you really think that the only way you're going to get out of this town is by winning a show choir competition?" I rebutted. "You might as well have Broadway stamped on your ass because you have all of the talent and determination to be there."

"Are you two about to fight?" Puck asked.

I sighed and walked out of the choir room. I had bigger things to worry about, such as Sue trying to eliminate the arts from schools. I knew that it wouldn't take effect until after I graduated if she managed to get something passed, but I wouldn't be where I am right now without the arts. I don't want someone else to be denied the opportunity.

The next day, I noticed someone knew walking down the hallway. He was wearing red pants and a bowtie. It was Blaine. Was he a student here? I decided to give him a hug.

"This is so romantic." I stated.

"Do you know where Kurt is? I really need to see him." He told me.

Later in the day, we were doing an outdoor performance in the courtyard. Dani was singing lead. We had really reworked this Lil Wayne song.

Cut the music up
A little louder yeah

See you had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart
Never really had luck could never figure out how to love, how to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn't last forever
Now I'm in this corner trying to put it together how to love, how to love

For a second you were here, now you over there
It's hard not to stare the way you moving your body
Like you never had my love, had a love
When I was just young and my looks were so precious
But now I'm grown up so fly like it's a blessing
But I can't have a girl look at me for five seconds without me feeling insecure
You never credit yourself but when I got older
It seems like it came back 10 times over
Now I'm sitting here in this damn corner,
Looking through all my thoughts and looking over my shoulder

See you had a lot of crooks trying to steal my heart
Never really had luck could never figure out how to love, how to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn't last forever
Now I'm in this corner trying to put it together how to love, how to love

See I just want you to know see I deserve the best I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful
See I want you to know I'm far from the usual, far from the usual

I had a lot of crooks trying to steal my heart
Never really had luck could never figure out how to love, how to love
I had a lot of moments that didn't last forever
Now I'm in this corner trying to put it together how to love, how to love

Though not everyone seemed to like it, the Cheerios used our performance as a distraction to light our piano on fire…well everyone but Brittany.

That night, I learned Kurt was going with this Rachel to this mixer for prospective applicants for some place called NYADA that apparently had the top Musical Theatre program in the country. I thought that NYU had the top theatre program. I got a text from him when it was over that basically said that everyone there was exactly like him and Rachel. So did he mean that only flamboyant gay guys and drama queens wanted to go to this school? That didn't seem likely. Not everyone who likes Broadway is gay. Mr. Schue is a perfect example.

"Look Kurt, you do have to have your own thing." I told him. "So there are a lot of people like you, you have to figure out what makes you separate from them. I know that you can do it, because you're amazing."

"That's easy for you to say." He cried.

"Does no one seem to care that I turned down a starring role to stay with you guys?" I asked rhetorically. "Kurt, don't give up. Yes, you probably won't get into this school, but you'll have no shot if you don't try."

The following rehearsal, Mr. Schue decided to put his foot down. He threw Santana out of Glee Club for helping to destroy the piano. Well it was nice to see him be badass for a change.

We still had one piano left and we were gonna use it for a performance.

Back door cracked don't need a key
We get in for free, no VIP sleaze
Drink that Kool-Aid follow my lead
Now you're one of us, you're coming with me

It's time to kill the lights and shut the DJ down
This place about to…tonight we're taking over, no one's getting out

This place about to blow, blow oh-oh-oh
This place about to blow, blow-oh-oh-oh
This place about to blow, blow oh-oh-oh
This place about to blow, blow oh-oh-oh
This place about to

Now what we're taking control we're taking control
We get what we want, we do what you don't
Dirt and glitter cover the floor
We're pretty and sick, we're young we're bored

It's time to lose your mind and let your crazy out
This place about to…tonight we're taking names cause we don't mess around

This place about to blow, blow oh-oh-oh
This place about to blow, blow-oh-oh-oh
This place about to blow, blow oh-oh-oh
This place about to blow, blow oh-oh-oh
This place about to

"You know I've been thinking." I declared. "How about for the musical this year, let's do something that people actually know. I think we should call Disney and see if we can perform the first ever production of Lemonade Mouth."

"Well I wanted to announce that I will be running for student body president." Kurt told us.

"Would Faith Hudson please report to the office?" Figgins announced over the intercom. I nervously got up and began to walk. When I got there, I saw a curly haired man.

"I already have an agent." I told him. I then realized that I had seen him somewhere before. There was no way. It had to be a coincidence.

"Hello, Faith." He told me.

"Daddy?" I asked in shock.

So the new story begins with a bang. Christopher Hudson is alive. Also Quinn's new look stayed, but Faith isn't really sure how she likes it. The songs in this chapter are "You Make Me Feel" by Cobra Starship and Sabi, "Back in Black" by ACDC, "Stitch by Stitch" by Javier Colon, "How to Love" by Lil Wayne (Demi Lovato cover), and "Blow" by Kesha. Please don't forget to review.