HEART'S MUSIC; CHAPTER 2
"Welcome to McKinley High!" Kurt said, throwing his arms up dramatically. "The best and worst place on Earth!" I laughed. He grabbed my hand.
"I'll take you to the office." He didn't let go of my hand, and I didn't mind, but it felt weird holding someone's hand. We passed by a bunch of jocks, who glared and laughed at Kurt. What buttcakes. I outta punch them…
"Here we are." Kurt gives me a small push towards the office door. "I'd show you around, but I have to get to class." He gives me a small smile and walks off. I took a deep breath and open the door.
"Can I help you with something?" I jumped a bit, slamming my back into my locker door, causing it to close. "Sorry." I lifted my eyes and saw a kid in a wheelchair.
"Umm. Yeah." I replied. Didn't the boys tell me that there was a wheelchair kid in Glee club? "Do you know where the Glee room is?" The boy smiled. He turned himself around (A/N kinda makes it seem like Artie's doing the Hokey pokey, huh?) and motioned for me to follow him. I trailed after him, feeling slightly useless walking behind a crippled kid. Shouldn't I be helping him or something?
I noticed his arms were dragging slightly, and figured, hey! This guy's showing me the Glee room. Least thing I could do is help him out! I grabbed the handle bars on the back of his chair, and gave him a small smile-like thing when he looked at me in surprise.
"Thank you." He turned back around. He gave me directions to the Glee room. I turned down a few hallways and glared at people who rudely bumped into me. We finally walked through the door- or in this kid's case; wheeled in- and I let go of him, so he could wheel himself to where ever he sits.
"Anastasia!" Kurt called waving his arm. "Anastasia, over here!" I smiled at him and stalked over to him, very aware of the others eyes on me. I flopped on the chair next to him.
"Man this school is rough." I sigh dramatically. "They actually expect you to do work!" I shook my head in fake aggravation. Kurt giggled, but shut up when a very small brunette walked in. She was rambling on about something, and the other Glee clubbers were desperately trying to get her to stop. I assumed this was Rachel. She's Finn's girlfriend and one of Kurt's best friends.
"Shut up hobbit!" A Hispanic girl hissed. "Go scope out the new chick or something." Immediately, Rachel's eyes flashed to me.
"You're the new girl?" She was staring at me through narrowed eyes. "How much talent do you have? We can always use more background vocals. I usually sing lead and a duet with Finn, unless someone complains and Mr. Shue gives them a solo or something." See I might have liked her for Finn's sake, until she said that she needed back ground vocals. I mean seriously, how self-centered is this girl? Does she really think that she's that much better than everyone? Gosh, I really hate people like that.
So I rudely ignored her rambling and turned to Kurt, who was talking to Blaine, who had come in when Rachel was being… rude. I sighed in boredom. Man where the heck is the teacher? Shouldn't he be… I don't know… teaching?
"Hey, guy," The teacher walked in rubbing his hands together. "I noticed that some of you are excited to be graduating, and some of you aren't. So this week's lesson is…" He turned to write on the board. When he was finished, we all read what he wrote down. 'Enjoying life.'
"Mr. Shue?" Kurt's hand shot up in the air. "This is Anastasia." He pulled my arm get me to stand up, and more eyes were on me this time. I was glad that today I was wearing my white combat boots instead of one of my bright colored ones. Lots of people are judgy here. I nodded at them, and one that has a Mohawk nodded back.
"Hey." I gave a sharp wave.
"Are you going to audition, today?" The teacher, Mr. Shue, asked. I shrugged.
"I guess." I replied. "Sure." I looked around for Finn. We had a song planned and he said he would help me. "Where's Finn?" The Rachel glared at me.
"Why do you want him?" She practically growled.
"Why are you so protective?" I shot back. "Take a chill tablet and calm the hell down. People these days I swear." Rachel scoffed and stood up.
"Mr. Shuester." She started. "This girl obviously isn't fit to join Glee club. She was being rude and we don't need her dragging us down." I raise my eyebrow. Excuse me?
"I'll show you dragging!" I hissed and took a step towards her. Rachel flinched back, but someone grabbed me from behind. (A/N This scene wasn't originally in here, but I was too lazy to go back and fix it…)
"Calm." Finn whispered in my ear. "Breathe in and out." I took a deep breath and leaned back against Finn. "Now go sing, it calms you down." I walked to the piano and sat on it. The band started playing. I counted the beats in my head… and started singing.
"You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
Uh huh
That's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything
You said to me
Yeah huh
That's right
If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong
I know better
Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew
Remember when we were such fools
And so convinced and just too cool
Oh no
No no
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you friend
I'd give anything
When someone said count your blessings now
'fore they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever
Who knew?
Yeah yeah
I'll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we
Until we meet again
And I won't forget you my friend
What happened?
If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong and
That last kiss
I'll cherish
Until we meet again
And time makes
It harder
I wish I could remember
But I keep
Your memory
You visit me in my sleep
My darling
Who knew?
My darling
My darling
Who knew?
My darling
I miss you
My darling
Who knew,
Who knew?"
After finishing I did feel strangely calm. Singing is just calming I guess. Unless you're, like, singing screamer music or something… Then you'd be all angry and depressed.
