Another Asian.
AN: This takes place right after Mash-up, right before Wheels. So, Quinn will not be there for Regionals, but she will be there for sectionals. (for some reason, they're having the party a week early.) So, Basically, the plot will move with the episodes like the real show, but with minor changes.
"Quinn," Rachel started, "Although I consider you starting over in Ann Arbor—even though in two short years we'll all be off to college—a huge mistake, I really hope that you find your next school is just as accepting of your abrasive behavior as we were. I'm glad you found someone that's willing to support you. We're all going to really cherish this last week with you." In response, the whole glee club cheered and held up their plastic glasses filled with soda as a toast.
The Choir Room was draped in streamers and balloons, and a huge banner was strung across the room. It read, 'YAY! Quinn's leaving. LOLJK.' and everyone in Glee, including Mr. Schuester, had written multiple paragraphs to Quinn all over the banner.
"Well, thanks Rachel." Quinn said, sarcastically.
"H-hey, Mr. Shue," Finn said, talking a deep gulp of air, "What happens after Quinn leaves? I mean, we need 12 to compete. And, I know everyone's been thinking about it, but no one wants to say anything."
"Well, Finn," Mr. Schuester said, "Quinn thought about that and, she approached me. So, Quinn chose someone to replace her, herself."
"When I first approached her, she was less than excited about it. But, she can sing, she's really good, her voice is freaking amazing. And, Mike will be happy to know, she's a pretty good dancer. So, he won't have to be the only good dancer we have."
"So, who is it? Do we know her?" Kurt asked, scurrying up to Quinn.
"She's actually kind of become like an all-around replacement for me. She's the girl who replaced me in the Cheerios too, as the head cheerleader." Quinn gave a scornful look at the mention of being replaced on the Cheerios, secretly, she'd hoped that this girl be cut from the team in one of Coach Sylvester's weekly kick-someone-off-the-team tyrades.
"Heather's in glee now?" Brittany sprung up from her chair, clapping her hands. Santana however, looked appauled. I was a shoe-in for head cheerleader, then that physcobitch came in, so what if she was in an allstar dance crew. I deserved it.
"Yup, Heather Chu is going to be in the Glee Club." Quinn smiled, "She's really fun, and she's not the stereotypical cheerio. She doesn't even wear her uniform every day. She just changes her outfit after school, it's insane. I doubt half the school knows she's a cheerio."
"I don't know how she's going to do it all, she's got a dance crew, cheerios practice, glee rehearsals, and she has to keep up straight A's for her parents." Santana said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Maybe she's on those drugs Mrs. Schuester gave us…" Brittany said, absentmindedly.
"I don't think so." Mr. Schuester said, "She's never too hyper. She's been practicing with me and Quinn after school for the past couple of weeks. I really think you're gonna like her."
"I'm personally really excited to meet her, she seems like an excellent addition. I trust that Quinn and Mr. Schuester have picked a great asset to the team."
"Heather's a really good person." Brittany said, nodding her head and looking around the room, "She taught me that if you baby freeze, you don't actually need a baby…or a freezer."
"She can baby freeze?" Mike Chang exclaimed, rather loudly; causing the entire Glee Club to turn around and stare at him.
"Hell, if she's hot. I might have to actually talk to this chick." Puck said, with a cheeky smile spreading across his face. Earning him a full slap across the back of the head from Quinn, "Calm down, I was only joking."
"I called her over here, I think she should be here soon, and she's prepared a little song and you guys can get to know her yourselves, and, I have a surprise for you." Mr. Schuester said wheeling in a cart stacked with Pizza boxes.
"Speak of the Devil…" Heather Chu walked into the McKinley High Choir Room, with a huge pearly white smile on her face. She had perfect black hair, with side-swept bangs, that swooped across her face. She wore skinny jeans, and a loose gray tank top with another spaghetti strap shirt under it. She had a large blue scarf draped around her neck multiple times. She looked like a stereotypical asian hip hop dancer.
"Hi, I'm Noah Puckerman. You can call me Puck, 'cause that's a badass name, and I am a badass." Puck had slid to her side, and introduced himself with an over the top bow. She responded with a covering her mouth and giggling, and then turning away from Puck and laughing some more, which resulted in the entire Glee club bursting out in laughter. A few moments later, she turned back to Puck and introduced herself.
"Hi, Noah. I'm Heather." She smiled at him, and walked further towards the glee club.
"Well, hello Heather!" Puck said, enjoying the view from behind.
"Puck, get a life." Quinn said, hugging Heather. The club opened up into a semicircle, and they all stared at Heather.
"So, I totally don't mean to be harsh or anything, but is there a specific reason that you're all staring at me?" Heather asked, turning a soft shade of pink,another wide smile breaking across her face. Suddenly, all the guys just turned away, acting all innocent. Finn just scratched his head, Matt whispered something to Mike, who in turn punched him in the arm, Artie swung his chair around and started humming, and Kurt just continued staring.
"So, I heard you were a really good singer." Rachel said, taking a huge step, so she was standing right next to Heather, "I'm one of the glee club's co-captain, Rachel Berry."
"I think we've met." Heather laughed, "Uhm, I was standing next to you once, when Puck slushied you, I got some of the backsplash and we had to go wash off in the bathroom together."
"Oh, well, you'll be getting used to that, being in the actual club n' everything." Finn said, "I'm Finn Hudson, the other captain of the Glee Club."
"I see. Well, now I'll have a use for the plastic poncho I keep in my bag." She laughed, and pulled out a plastic bag with a blue plastic poncho inside it, "I have just about everything in here."
"I think that's amazing," Finn said, just staring at her black bag which had The Beatles Abbey Road album cover screen-printed onto it.
"So, I think it's pretty much official," Artie said, shyly, "You're the coolest person I've ever met." The whole club burst into laughter, subconsciously welcoming Heather into their group of misfit children.
"I agree, you're pretty cool," Mercedes giggled, nodding her head in approval.
"Well, I'm glad you all like her." Mr. Schuester said, ushering everyone into their seats, "But, you haven't even heard her sing."
"Come on, Mr. Shue," Matt said, "You don't need to sing to be in the Glee Club. I mean, that's why we have Rachel." Matt was known as the club quiet-funny guy, the kind of guy who's random comments were always hilarious. The type of guy who will be standing there during a conversation, and say 'that's what she said' and just immediately go back to being quiet.
"Well, it's a good quality to have if you plan to be an active part of the club," Rachel started.
"I made it this far, and I can't sing." Mike said, chuckling.
"Well, you made it into the club," Finn said, "You must have some talent."
"I'm glad you all believe in Mike's talents," Mr. Schuester started, "But, I'm sure Heather is dying to get her solo over with," Everyone slowly quieted, and Heather moved into the center of the Choir Room.
"So, I wasn't sure at all what song to sing. I didn't know what suited my voice or anything. But, Quinn suggested a song, and we practiced it together. Yesterday I was practicing and it just didn't sound right without her, so Quinn, you up for it?" Quinn nodded, and got up to stand next to Heather.
(Quinn is Bold; Heather is italics, & both is normal.)
I was tryin' to cross the street
When I tripped and spilled my coffee
On a man who yelled at me
And then walked off in a hurry
Now he's gonna be late for work
So he called his secretary
Said to cancel his appointment with the guy in the lobby
Who's been waiting for a while
And talking on the phone
Got invited to a party and thought he couldn't go
But he's here right now
Standing in my house
And someone turns the music loud
So we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Yeah we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Gonna party all night till the sun comes up
Cuz it feels like the world dissapears around us
When we dance
When we laugh
When we touch
I was planning out my party
Running errands 'round the city
Grocery bags full of alcohol
And chocolate chip cookies
Saw a dress that was amazing
In the window of a boutique
So I went across the street
Then my heel broke and it threw me
I tried to catch my balance
But I was 'sposed to fall
It seems that spilling coffee
Was no accident at all
Cuz you're here right now
Sitting on my couch
Funny how it all works out
When we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Yeah we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Gonna party all night till the sun comes up
Cuz it feels like the world dissapears around us
When we dance
When we laugh
When we touch
Every choice we make
And every road we take
Every interaction
Starts a chain reaction
We're both affected when we least expect it
And then when we touched
And it all connected
Every choice we make
And every road we take
Every interaction
Starts a chain reaction
We're not affected when we least expect it
And then when we touched
And it all connected
When we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Yeah we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Gonna party all night till the sun comes up
'Cause it feels like the world disapears around us
When we dance
When we laugh
When we touch
Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch
Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch
Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch
Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch
"That was amazing." Rachel breathed, surprised that this Cheerio showed any type of talent other then cheering, "You obviously lack Natasha's vocal control, but that's nothing we can't fix."
"Wow, Berry." Puck started, "Your critique of someone's performance wasn't completely obnoxious. I mean, don't get me wrong, you were still kind of a bitch, but I think you complimented her."
"Yeah, Rach," Mercedes said, putting her hand on Rachel's shoulder, "You weren't a total nazi." Meanwhile, Heather stood there, utterly confused at their comments towards Rachel's critique of her.
"So, was I good?" Heather whispered to Quinn, still looking straight ahead, with a huge smile on her face.
"You were great, the glee club's lucky to have you," Quinn said, a tinge of sadness in her voice.
"Too bad you'll be leaving." Heather shrugged, pulling Quinn in for a hug, "It was really good getting to talk to you."
"I'm glad too," Quinn said. "I'm proud to have you replace me; maybe you'll be a great contrast to my abrasive personality, so these guys can get a break." She looked right at Rachel.
"I think they'll miss you," Heather said, nodding her head to Mercedes and Kurt. They were both blotting their tears away with a paper napkin.
"Well, I'll leave you too meet everyone, maybe you'll be the person to make Mike talk to anyone other than Finn, Puck, or Matt." Quinn chuckled, she lead the nervous cheerleader to the 'other asian' and his best friend.
"Hi, I'm Heather!" She smiled, just taking in Mike's smile. Quinn disappeared.
" 'Sup, I'm Mike." He said, he gave her a quick head nod, before turning right back to Matt.
"I'm Matt," Matt smiled at her, then looked right around her, staring into the distance.
"I'm sorry, was I interrupting something? 'Cause there's an entire room of people I can talk too." Heather smiled, motioning to the rest of the people in the room.
"Oh, no, no. Trust me, if I was gonna go gay, it wouldn't be for him." Mike said, turning bright pink, and scratching the back of his head, and looking away, a small smile flickering across his face.
"Dude, I'm offended…" Matt said, giving Mike a shocked face, and dramatically placed a hand over his heart.
"You know I love you but, I think that if I was going gay, I'd definitely go for Puck…I mean, look at his arms." Mike said, fluttering his eyelids and sighing dreamily.
"Sorry, Mike. But, I'm not interested." Puck said, resting his hand on Mike's shoulder, "I'm way too hot. I can't waste all of this on any guy." Puck slid his arm around Heather's waist, and made a I'm-so-cool face at Mike and Matt. And, just as smoothly—and just about as subtly—as Puck, Heather slid away from Puck's arm.
"I'm sorry, but I think I'd rather comfort your scorned lover." Heather said, moving over so she stood next to Mike.
"Okay, gang. Let's gather 'round." Mr. Schuester said, waving his arms towards himself. As soon as the whole club was in a tight circle around Mr. Schuester, He whipped out an envelope from his back pocket, "So, this envelope contains 7 room reservations, for a 5 star hotel in San Francisco. You kids are all going on a I've called your parents, they're all totally okay with it. Except, they all think I'm going with you, so make sure not to let anything slip. You're going on a roadtrip, from Lima to San Francisco. There will be two cars with 6 people, and you'll have to switch drivers and such. But, I got the glee club, a full week in San Francisco, all expenses paid. So, you should all still bring some cash, just in case, you know. But, you'll all be flying out the Monday after Sectionals, no matter what happens, including Quinn, if her aunt lets her." Suddenly, the whole club exploded with cheers, whoops and laughter.
"Wow." Finn said, beaming like an idiot, "Thanks Mr. Shue."
"No problem, Finn." Mr. Schuester said, "I figured that you'd all want to spend some time with Quinn before she moves, and you all really need to get to know Heather."
"Don't worry Mr. Schuester, We'll all have a great time in San Francisco." Rachel said, "I'll even start planning who's going to be sharing rooms."
"Good idea," Mr. Shue said, "'Cause I did promise your no parents co-ed rooms, and you have all seen the consequences of what might happen." He twitched his head in Quinn's direction. Within the same moment, Rachel came back with a piece of paper that was torn out of a notebook.
"Okay, so, I've put everyone's names down alphabetically, in two different lines: Boys and Girls, and then I placed the people with their roommates based by their last names, and there was one person left, and that was, Brittany." Rachel started, her eyes gleaming with excitement, "and I realized that both Kurt and the rest of the boys would be more comfortable if Kurt stayed with a girl, rather than a boy. So, I came to the conclusion that Santana should room with Brittany instead of with Mercedes, and then moved Kurt in with Mercedes. So, that left Finn without a roommate, and he should be fine with that. And, it worked out that Heather would room with Quinn, but, since the point of the trip is for her to get to know people, I switched the rooms, so her and Tina are rooming, and Quinn and I are together."
"Okay, well, Rachel has spoken." Mr. Schuester said, laughing, "So, if you have an issue with who you are staying with, talk to her."
"So, next week, We begin preparation for Sectionals." Finn said. Slowly, everyone began shuffle out of the choir room.
"Mike, Quinn, Heather!" Mr. Schuester called from the piano, "can you guys stay back for a little?"
"Sure, Mr. Shue," Mike said, turning away from the doorway.
"So, Heather, I realized that you don't know any of the routines, and since Sectionals is such a short way away. I really need you to learn all of Quinn's parts. Since Quinn isn't going to be here after this weekend, you guys really have to work hard this week. And, Mike, would you mind helping them practice? "
"Uh, no problem, Mr. Schuester," Mike said, a little confused as to why Mr. Schuester wanted him there.
"Are you guys busy today?" Heather asked, "We can go back to my place, I turned my garage into a dance studio, so my crew can practice. But, we got a professional studio, so its kind of useless now, it's a really nice space and stuff."
"I'm free," Quinn said, "It's not like I have a social life anymore."
"I'm down," Mike said, "Let me just go tell Matt, he's probably waiting for me outside."
"Yeah, that's cool. We'll be at my car, I guess." Heather said, slinging her gray messenger bag over her shoulder.