'You are perfect, to me.'
"I don't know how I'm going to get over this" Emma Pillsbury complains, as she takes an un-cleaned grape from the packet. She has stopped cleaning them a while ago, but her OCD wasn't improving very much.
"Emma, it takes time" Will assures her.
"I hate it! It's going to take for ever. I see normal people, and they aren't like me! I want it to go away" She yells, getting attention from the staff around her.
"You know. Nobody's perfect" Will says.
"A lot of people are perfect" Emma counters.
"You know what. That just gave me an idea for glee club."
"Good afternoon!" Will says to new directions. It had been a week since Avery had joined, and slowly Finn and Rachel were getting used to it.
"Afternoon. What are we doing this week, Mr. Schue?" Mercedes asks him.
Avery had become close friends with Mercedes and Tina.
"That's a very good question. This week we are going to do songs about not being 'perfect'" Will says.
"What? But why would we not be perfect?" Santana asks.
"Oh you are perfect in your own way. But recently, I have been told you guys have things you complain about. We went over this when we did 'Born This way' accept you for who you are" Will says.
"But we do" Puck says
"That's not what you said the other day!" Lauren replies.
"Just because I wanted a new hair style, doesn't mean I don't think I'm who I am" Puck yells.
"Guys! Quiet down! I don't care if you have accepted who you are, by now you should have. But with Emma and her OCD, it gave me and idea. I want you all to pick a song, about being perfect, in your own way. And then perform it to the club. At the end of the week, we will pick our best one and sing that to Mrs. Pillsbury. Now, I'm going to put half of your names in a hat and who ever you pick. You will do your song with!"
Mr. Schue writes Sam, Lauren, Artie, Rachel, Mike, Puck and Tina on a piece of paper before ripping then into squares and putting them into a hat that had been sitting on the piano.
"Santana, you're up first" He says, holding the hat up. Santana smiles, stands up and walks over to him. She sticks her hand into the hat, before pulling out a piece of paper and reading out "Lauren."
Quinn goes next and then, much to her disgust, says "Rachel."
Then Brittany who smiles and calls out "Tina."
After that Mercedes goes up, takes out a piece of paper and then calls out "Artie" with a big smile on her face. The only people left to choose were Kurt, Avery and Finn.
"Avery. You're next" Will says. Avery slowly stands up and walks up to him. She feels around the bottom of the hat and picks up the first piece of paper.
"Sam" she said, relieved. Avery didn't want to do a duet with Kurt – no offence to him – but Puck would have been okay.
Finn goes up and ends up getting "Puck."
"That means Mike and Kurt are paired together!" Will exclaims. Neither Mike nor Kurt seems too happy about this. "I can't do a duet with him! No Offence Mike. But he can't sing!" Kurt says.
"Well then you sing, he dances. Simple. If there are any other complaints, talk to me later. Now. Let's get to it!"
It was a Wednesday, meaning there would be two performances today. "Who wants to go first? Any takers?" Will asks the club as he walks in. Santana stands up. "Mr. Schue. Me and Lauren would like to go first. You'll surely choose ours" Santana smiles.
"Then take it away Santana and Lauren"
[I'm not sure how to make it a duet in a FF. But here goes]
"Our song is Price Tag, by Jessie J. One because she's amazing. Two because we think you should use your talent for the benefit of others, even if you aren't perfect." Lauren explains.
The music starts to play.
Santana: Okay, Coconut Man, Moon head and Pea. You ready.
Seems like everybody's got a price,
I wonder how they sleep at night.
When the sale comes first,
And the truth comes second,
Just stop, for a minute and
Smile
Lauren: Why is everybody so serious
Acting so damn mysterious
Got your shades on your eyes
And your heels so high
That you can't even have a good time
Both: Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (ha)
Can you feel that (yeah)
We're paying with love tonight
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag
Ain't about the (uh) Cha-Chang Cha-Chang.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Blang Ba-Blang
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag
Santana: Okay!
We need to take it back in time,
When music made us all unite
And it wasn't low blows and video hoes,
Am I the only one getting tired
Why is everybody so obsessed
Money can't buy us happiness
Can we all slow down and enjoy right now
Guarantee we'll be feeling Alright
Both: Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (ha)
Can you feel that (yeah)
We're paying with love tonight
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag
Ain't about the (uh) Cha-Chang Cha-Chang.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Blang Ba-Blang
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.