A/N: Okay, I love Evita, so I just HAD to write this! First glee fic, don't be too mean? Anything accepted, reviews, flames, guacamole…
I do NOT own Evita, Glee or Jonathan Groff. I do love them all though… Especially Jonathan Groff 3
Mr. Shuester entered the choir room. Thankfully, Puck was back after the authorities found out that another riff-raff was the one behind "his" crime.
"Hey everyone. Now, I know you all were so excited about performing a musical, so I got a community theater to put on Evita, seeing as some of you are fans of the musical."
"I have four different cast albums on my iPod and practice 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina' daily." Said Rachel, standing up and momentarily petting her plaid skirt which ran to just above her knee.
"Madonna was fabulous in the film verison!" Cried Kurt.
"Antonio Banderas makes me think of Russians in that movie." Brittany announced. Everyone stared at her for a while.
"Okay, auditions are on Sunday afternoon in the auditorium. The Lima Moonlight Youth Theater Group got permission from Figgins to use it after I suggested it to them."
"Won't we be called on again for too many adult themes, Mr. Shue? I mean, in some ways, it's almost got as much mature content in it as Rocky Horror." Mercedes noticed.
"Well, since we're not doing it as part of school, I can't get in trouble. Sue also won't be able to meddle with it, seeing as she never sees anything that takes place after 4:30 on Mondays through Fridays. As for Figgins, this is an opportunity to get involved outside of school, so it's not much of a problem."
"Thanks Mr. Shue!" Tina called out, having everyone join in after in either more or less enthusiasm.
"So, are you auditioning for the musical, Santana?" Brittany managed to say in between kisses. Santana sat up on Brittany's lap.
"No. Who do you think I am, Pippi Longstocking? That's a show written by Andrew Lloyd Webber. It's like… classical music, but Broadway." She snapped.
"That guy's last name sounds like a vegetable… a really good vegetable." The blonde Cheerio said blankly.
"Finn?" Rachel tapped him on the shoulder as he was getting his binders from his locker. "I hope you're auditioning for Evita. You'd make a great Juan Peron, and we'd have great chemistry. We could steal the show together, and become Ohio's theater it-couple. Although we would have to work on the maturity of your voice and develop your acting skills to perfect your portrayal of a character from one of Lord Lloyd Webber' Masterpieces, we would make a great team. It would also strengthen our relationship, seeing as the couple have some very steamy scenes together." She babbled.
"That seems really cool Rachel, but I've got football practice after school. I don't know how I'll do them both. There would have to be like, two of me." Finn admitted, shrugging his shoulders.
"Will you at least audition with me? I know there may be other priorities in your life and you may not feel confident that you'll land the role but there's no use in fretting over a part you won't get, right? And there's no harm done in auditioning." Rachel hopefully said. Finn thought for a moment.
"Alright. But if it interferes with football practice, I don't think I'll be able to make it. I'll watch you in it and cheer you on and throw flowers at opening night for you though." Rachel smiled.
"Thanks Finn! You're honestly the sweetest guy I've ever come across." She hugged him, and he automatically hugged back. They broke apart as they were about to get hit by a grape slushie.
Any good? Review please. :)