Up the Drama
A/N: This is a Glee AU I've been holding onto for a while, it starts after 'Journey' (s1 finale). It will touch on the canon here and there. It reflects a very exaggerated version of the characters. My spelling may tend to lean toward that of the British at times; forgive me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee nor do I own any characters other than any OC's I may choose to feature
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Chapter 1
I sat in the choir room thinking about how regardless of how much I wanted us to kick Vocal Adrenalin butt; Kurt Hummel would survive the loss; we had fun, made new friends and gave it our all. I was sad that this was where it ended but I would have a truly amazing summer at cheer leading camp.
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After checking that I had everything- my camcorder included. I hopped into the back of my baby and let dad drive her for a change. I could feel that this summer was going to change my view on life.
"Lady Lips, you're late!" Coach Sylvester screech through her bullhorn.
"We only had to be here at 10 and it's only 9:30"
"Well get on the bus and stop sassing me"
I shrugged and hopped onto the crowded bus, Brittany was patting the seat beside her, waving frantically and shouting 'Dolphin' over and over. When I sat down Santana gave me a glare that made my testicles retreat.
"Hello ladies, are we excited or what"
"Excited" Brittany screamed getting up to dance on the seat.
"Or what" mumbled a grumpy Santana.
"Hey Twiddle-Dee-Dumb, just because I gave that sponge haired freak another year for that god forsaken club of yours does NOT mean I will tolerate singing!" Couch screeched whilst Becky gave them 'You tell 'em girlfriend' looks with head action that would put Mercedes to shame. Upon hearing the news I sent a text blast to all of my fellow Gleeks.
Sue just said glee is still on for next year!
After receiving texts of both surprise and ululation Rachel sent out a second blast.
In order to beat VA we need to write our own songs, work on them all summer.
PS don't tell Mr Schue (it's a surprise)
She wanted us to write music… people wouldn't do that unless…
If you write it you sing it!
That got positive reviews from every one! I was glad Coach made me bring my keyboard; I had the perfect idea for a song! I immediately pulled out a notebook and started jotting down lyrics.
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We got to a deserted camp ground at around 9pm; the drive to Lake Winnebago, Missouri was long and we wanted to sleep like crazy but we needed to get room assignments first. Room assignments were a bit of pickle when they wanted me to room with a rival male cheerleader but Coach would have none of that and told them I was 'probably the most female person at camp' which made me blush like crazy. As a result I wound up rooming with Santana; she threatened to castrate me if there was any 'funny' business.
I sat doing a slightly extended version of my skin care routine to account for the humid Missouri air.
"Lady," Santana said softly in a very humble tone.
"Yes"
"What does it feel like?" there was a long pause as I tried to figure out what she meant, "to be out there in the open… you know the whole gay thing".
"Oh, it's just less tiring because there is no more lying or pretending," I looked back at her hurt face, "how's about we discuss this over a facial, my treat!"
"How can I say no to your gay baby hands?" a smile spreading across her beautiful face.
"How do you feel about Brittany?" Santana pretended she hadn't heard me, "I know, you look at her the way I once stupidly looked at Finn"
"What did you see in that buffoon? His penis is tiny!"
"I was so lonely, I had no one looking to get into my pants and I began to confuse my desire to be loved and my ideal boyfriend with what was in front of me" I said feeling pathetic "You know I wrote him a song… well it's more for old me, it's about how stupidly I behaved, I'll sing it first meeting back".
"Wow at first when I heard about the song I thought 'stalker' but I get it" she paused, "do you know what I feel the new you should be?" I shrugged, truly intrigued by what she might know about me, "A bitchy headstrong version of old Kurt; you were half way there but now say what you think out loud!"
"I don't know I don't want to hurt anyone"
"Remember April Rhodes? She was a hit at school because she wasn't afraid to go for what she wanted. She slept with the right people and now she's on Broadway" Santana smirk growing ever so slightly "I'm not saying whore yourself around BUT don't down play your talent"
"I have never down played my talent!" lying to myself.
"I heard you hit that note from Defying Gravity that afternoon in the choir room and again when you did that gay song in the auditorium after that terrible Mellencamp song" She said as I applied the citrus scented mask to her face.
"I thought I was doing the right thing, protecting my dad" I said in barely a whisper.
"Your father is a grown ass man; he can take care of himself!"
"You are right, this is my last two years before I leave for Harvard!" I said defiantly; squaring my shoulders I sat next to Santana "I'm going to have some fun!"
"That's more like it! Now I saw some hot male cheerleaders who's pants we need to get into" she said kissing me on the cheek "Goodnight Kurt"
"Goodnight Santana"
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"Good morning Coach" I sad slyly winking at Santana, "I know that we've only spent 3 hours in the gym but I have the perfect routine and I was hoping to work on it with Santana and Brittany by the lake"
"I'm not surprised Lady, this is why your cheer captain waiting to happen" She almost smiled but then gave me a death glare, "Don't disappoint me!"
"I won't fall pregnant"
"Good, be gone"
I went and grabbed my two lovely ladies by the arm and went to go flirt with the all-boys squad by lake. Dressed in leggings and my printed exercise t-shirts we walked down to the beach. Brittany, Santana and I donning our 'This t-shirt disappears when I'm… bored', 'Out of Your league' and 'Byte me' t-shirts respectively. We laid down our yoga mats as if in preparation for exercise; we started stretching seductively in many sexually inviting positions. The boy's from the Olympians (the all-boys squad) stopped practicing their lifts to watch Brittany put her legs on me and Santana's shoulder- successfully executing a split. A couple of brave boys approached us as I was bending over and giving the whole squad a view of my derrière.
"Hi boy's" I said from between my legs.
"Hmmm" they all said.
"To what do we owe this pleasure?" Santana said in a sultry airy voice.
"Well, we wanted to introduce ourselves to the camps finest" one of the boys finally managed.
"If you really want to get to know us then you should come by cabin 7 after lights out and we'll let you watch us make out" Brittany said grabbing Santana and planting a heated kiss that I'm sure made at least 5 of the boys prematurely ejaculate.
"And if you're really good; we'll let you join" I added kissing Santana deeply whilst Brittany planted sweet kisses on my neck. We turned, got our mats and left.
"Wait we promised coach a routine and we just got our sweet lady kisses on instead".
"Yea, coach will be mad and give me a time out" Brit said sounding scared.
"You remember Thre3 by Brittany?"
"Yea, it's after 2" Brittany said sounding proud of herself.
"I get your wavelength; 3 part harmony?"
"I'm surprised we only just became friends" I smiled at how similar I was to the girls. We started working on our choreography; it took about 5 minutes to have a full routine. My iPhone started vibrating- a text from Cedes
Hey boo, hope you're having fun camp. Need your help with my song!
I smiled; glad to see that she was as excited about this assignment as I was.
Back in 4 days, TTYL 3
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When the lights went out Brittany waited 5 minutes before knocking on Santana and my door.
"Well, I hope those dorks show up; Kurt needs to get his mack on!" Santana said with her flirty eyes.
"Tana is totally right! Lord Tubington has been telling me the same thing," Brit said smiling sweetly, "He said 'Brit, find your Dolphin a dolphin'" changing her voice when saying the cats part.
"I'm glad he cares" was all I could muster when there was a knock at our door, "show time" I whispered dressed in a set of skimpy silk pajamas. Santana adjusted her bra whilst Brittany just took her pants off leaving her in a bunny t-shirt and a pair of lacy boy legs.
"Who is it?" Santana said with that sultry airy tone returning. We opened the door to find a group that had swelled to 30 boys standing there; cell phones in hand.
"Come in boys" said Brittany in an equally sexy voice.
"You just missed our pillow fight" I said gesturing to the carefully destroyed pillows, "But you are just in time for our pre-sleep make-out session"
"It's just after we break for popsicles" Brittany said opening Santana's cooler bag "Aw, only 1 left"
"Guess we'll just have to share" Santana said removing the wrapper and beginning to lick the sides of the cylindrical strawberry treat with me and Brittany doing the same on either side of the popsicle. The room was silent except for heavy breathing and the shutter of cameras. Santana then stopped her licking the popsicle and started making out with Brittany which was received with a few moans; I took this opportunity to deep-throat the popsicle (Santana taught me how earlier), a couple of the boys responded by ejaculating whilst other continued moan.
"You got little popsicle on your neck," perfect! Just the opportunity I wanted.
"Oh, will anyone help me with that?" I said in a voice I'd picked up from Paris Hilton. The moment the words left my lips a group of boys were on their feet, "You" I said smirking whilst pointing at one heck of a beefcake. He slowly started sucking on my neck with a sexually hunger like no other and enough force to leave a hickey. Brittany gave me a thumbs-up with her eyes.
"What's a lady sandwich without a little man-meat?" Santana said grabbing one of the boys by the hand and wedging him between Brittany and herself.
"much better" Brittany said grinding against the boys crotch, he began to breath shallowly and was gone within a minute. I was done with the stallion who wanted to put his lips all over me; I teased him then suddenly as he was getting close- I yawned loudly, "Well, goodnight boys" I said.
"Sleep tight" Santana said covering herself and stepping away from the gentlemen she had become sandwiched between.
"Don't let the bed-bugs bite" we said opening the door for them. We burst into a crazy case of the giggles when the last of them was gone. This summer would rock.
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The summer was indeed eventful, it was filled with fun days at the mall, a week in Florida with all my favorite Lady-friends, Nights out drinking and a lot of song writing. A couple of the songs I wrote had to get the boot but other than that I had four perfect songs. I was excited about Junior year, it was my year- no more delusions just the stone cold truth!
"Hey Fancy, I got you something" David Karofsky said with an evil grin on his all too familiar face. I smiled looked him in the eye taking only a second to glance at the Cherry slushy in his hand.
"A slushy for me? You shouldn't have" I said unfazed.
"Well, I did" he said before I snatched it out of his hand replacing his grin with a look of horror. I took a large gulp of crushed ice, flavoring and Red dye no.7.
"Hmm… Cherry my favorite" I said turning on my heels, "Pity you didn't get me a straw". Left with his mouth flapping open and closed Karofsky took a straw out of his pocket and just watched as I walked away.