This is my first ever fanfiction. Ever. I had this idea in my head for a while, so I hope y'all like it! It has a Puckleberry friendship (Never a relationship), and I mite add some others in later. BTW, all reviews are appreciated. Like I said, it is my first story!
Ok, this was not my best idea. It was a not-so-genius idea. In fact, I am pretty sure the others are quite mad at me. Barbra would be ashamed. But for some reason, Mr. Shu actually liked it.
"So, Rachel, your suggesting that we invite the entire eighth grade Glee club over here to see us perform?" Everyone was giving me these cold stares. Note to self: only share the idea's that are share-worthy, such as another solo for me.
"Well, the glee club there is really good, and most of the students will be transferring here next year. We need to convince them to join the club, and what a better way to do so then to let them see us perform! Plus, we just won Regionals, so that will be on our side as well!"
"Mr Shu, if I may, this sounds like a terrible idea." Quinn, obviously, hated my idea. "Eight graders are much worse than people in high school. They are annoying, rude, and entirely immature. I would know, I was one."
"I.." Finn started, but Quinn had given him a look to cut him off.
"Are you sure Berry isn't one of them?" Well, Santana got a few laughs. "I mean, come on, elf over here is at least the same height, possibly shorter…"
Pucks turn to interject. "Ok, the idea is not that bad, people. Shure, eight graders have serious attitude issues, but this could be a great way to promote the club. We need new member, and when they become freshman we will be just about graduating. Plus, we get them on our good side, and they audition."
Basically everyone was looking at him with a look of confusion. Was that Puck actually saying something that made sense? And since when does he agree with me?
"Ok, we will put this to a vote. All in favor of inviting the eight graders from the middle school?" Puck, Tina, Artie, Mike, Brittany, Finn (Much to Quinn's dismay), Sam, and Mercedes raised their hands. "So, it's decided. We invite the eight graders!"
The club was over for today. I got up from my seat and left the choir room.
"Berry! Wait up!" Puck caught up with me as I left the school building. "I liked that idea of yours. I could find a kid and teaching to be as bad-ass as me." Of course, he had slight anterior motives. "Just don't do the same thing. I do not want another Rachel Berry walking around these halls. Later." Puck left as soon as he came, getting into his car and driving away.
I started walking, when I saw Brittany standing by the school, cowering in the bushes. I started walking over to her. "What are you doing here, Brittany? Are you lost, again?"
She shook her head. "No, I am hiding. Santana said that the eight graders are evil. So when they attack, they won't see me." I rolled my eyes and walked away. It was absolutely pointless to try talking to her.
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