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Chapter 2: Endless Road Trip
2 weeks later. The Glee Club had spent the last week going through their set list for Nationals, and adjusting the songs a bit, rearranging vocal notes and chords to the best of their ability. Mr. Schue had scheduled a meeting on Monday and Tuesday to discuss what the plans were, and making well aware that everyone knew what all the activities and plans were. He gave a basic list of all the items the kids should pack, and gave each a brochure of Lakewood. He went over emergency procedures, and the rules of the Camp.
And now, It was the day before the big camping trip out to LakeWood. And suprisingly, everyone is sort of ...excited. They were all in mixes and chatting about what all their plans were once they arrived, although some were still dreading the whole concept of sleeping out in the woods, most of them took this trip to their advantage. They all divided themselves into small groups, and quietly whispered about their anticipation.
As the class began, Mr. Schue came inside the classroom counting through some papers. "Alright, everyone! I'm very pleased to tell you all, I received all your permission slips on time, glad to hear everyone can go." He smiled.
Everyone cheered a bit and high-fived each other.
"Alright, now before we cover the ground rules one last time, let's just make sure everyone knows what's going to happen tomarrow morning." Mr. Schue put down the permission slips on the piano, and sat down, picking up a sheet with names written on it.
Mr. Schue pointed to Finn. "Now Finn you'll be riding with Rachel, your still taking your car, I assume?"
Finn nodded. "Yeah."
"Alright, Kurt, I see your taking your car, and driving with Mercedes?" He looked over at Kurt.
"Actually, my dad needs my car for the weekend, considering he's still working on his old batted rusted one, so as much as it disgusts me to say, we'll be driving one your rented ones."
"Alright then." Mr. Schue made some changes on his sheet.
"Mike, your still taking a rented car, right?" Mr. Schue asked.
"Yes..." Mike responded.
"Okay, since Kurt and Mercedes will be driving a rented one, I need you Tina, and Brittany to carpool with them."
"That's cool." Mercedes said smiling over at Tina.
"Alright, Artie's taking his car, but I need Sam to drive. So..." Mr. Schue flipped through some pages. "Sam you'll be driving with Quinn, Santana and Puck."
Quinn eyes grew in anger, as she sighed in frustration. "No way."
"I doubt we'll even all fit in a car, Mr. Schue." Sam said.
"Actually it's a van." Artie said from across the room.
Mr. Schue smiled. "There you go." "Alright since we'll be driving, let's-"
Suddenly a woman wearing a red track suit quickly stomped inside, interrupting Mr. Schue. "William, a word." She said signaling her hand, to step outside.
Mr. Schue looked at Sue in confusion, and quickly stepped out closing the door behind him. "What is Sue, I'm in the middle of-"
"What is this happy trail to Narnia of a trip your kids are going on? Sue raised an eyebrow.
Mr. Schue rolled his eyes. "It's called camping."
"What on earth would posses you to take a group of teenagers out to the wilderness?"
"Sue, I have my reasons. Those are responsible good kids in there-"
"Oh really? Is that why Puck is jumping off with Mike from the piano?" Sue said, she pointed towards the little window through the door, and frowned.
Mr. Schue shook his head. "Alright, they can be a little rambunctious at times, but I have faith in them. This trip is going to be worthwhile. Now if you excuse me-" Mr. Schue said turning around.
"Oh, it's not me who wants to see you, I could care less wheather you decide to prance around like the little oompa loompa's you are. But Mr. Figgins, would decide so differently." She quickly smirked.
"What are you talking about?" He shaked his head.
"Ms. Sylvester, Mr. Figgins is ready." Becky did a sign with her hands, leading both Sue and Mr. Schue to his office.
In Figgins Offlice.
"Mr. Figgins? What is this about?" Mr. Schue asked in confusion.
"Ah, William sit down." Mr. Figgins said, closing in on his desk, organizing some paper work.
Mr. Schue sat down slowly, looking over at Sue suspiciously.
Mr. Figgins finished up the paper work, and looked over at Mr. Schue slightly hesitant. He clasped his hands together. "Now William, I was going over the School Board's standards earlier this morning, and I read here..."
Sue smiled, and handed Mr. Figgins a pocket book.
"Rule A Sub B, "Traveling on an overnight stay with a group of more than 11 students, Guardianship must be approached and be taken full responsibility by a party of at minimum 3 supervisors."
Mr. Schue opened his mouth in bewilderment, completely shocked he had not seen this before. "Wait, what!" "Here, let me see that." He grabbed the book from Principal Figgins hands, and read the text over and over again.
He closed the book in frustration. "But, I thought we needed 2 supervisors? Since did we need 3?" He said throwing down the book onto his desk.
"Those were all day trips, William."
Mr. Schue ran his hands through his hair. "Oh God... where am going to find another chaperon by tomarrow?"
Sue put an arm around Mr. Schue and smiled. "William, Imagine this. At least now I won't have to picture you being strangled by in the arms of some woodland creature." "Mr. Figgins I would like my book back." She stretched out her arm, and Mr. Figgins gave her the book.
Mr. Schue glared at her. She smiled at him, as she proceeded with walking out the door.
"Wait, SUE! Get back in here!" Mr. Figgins called out.
Sue stopped, confused and stepped back inside. "What."
"There was a reason I called in the BOTH of you. Seemingly. I am deeply sorry your kids won't be able to go along with the trip, knowing how much you were looking forward to it. Which is why, I might be at some assistance to help you." Mr. Figgins smiled a bit.
Mr. Schue eyes opened wide, and smiled a bit. "How?"
"Now, I read into your reason into going. You said it was to teach the kids, communication, and understanding."
"Yes..." Mr. Schue nodded.
"Why am I still here?" Sue said trying to walk back out.
"No! SUE! Get back in!" He yelled.
Sue sighed, and forcefully stepped back inside, with glaring eyes.
Mr. Figgins smiled. "Now, I've since I was so touched by your strong desire with per-suing such a trip, I've attained another chaperon!" He clapped.
Mr. Schue laughed. "Wow, Thank you. That was very generous of you."
"Yes, Indeed it was." He said proudly to himself.
"Yeah, so who's the other chaperon?" He asked curiously.
"Sue, of course!" He pointed at her.
"WHAT?" Sue screamed out, launching from her seat.
Mr. Schue looked mortified. "This isn't happening. I'm sorry, I'd rather just cancel the trip than have that witch of a teacher come along."
Sue pushed William. "Hey! Well You know what William, I'd like to stick that up your-"
Mr. Figgins got up and separated the two of them. "SIT DOWN THE BOTH OF YOU!"
Sue and William glared at each other with eyes of hatred as they both sat down.
"Now, this is why I've decided for Sue to be the chaperon! You two have done nothing but bicker and yell at each other since you two started teaching here. It has to STOP. Which is why, Sue your mandated to go on this trip, or i'll fire you."
Mr. Figgins words have sunk into Mr. Schue's head. His words, were just as what he said to his kids the other day. This trip was about communication, and trusting one another. That was the point, that's why he wanted to go. And he wasn't going to cancel it now, they've done so much, and planned so far. And yes, Sue was usually the one to insult him and the kids on a daily basis, but somewhere.. deep inside... WAY deep inside... was a real person. One he knew he loved seeing, they were friends at one point, and hey who knows? Maybe this trip can actually be a good thing, for the both of them.
Sue looked at him with an "are you freaking insane?" face. "Psh, you can't fire me."
"In a heartbeat, it was said by some of my students that while I was out sick, you tried to run for dictator, and tried to change the dress code to 'red and blue tracksuits only." Mr. Figgins raised an eyebrow.
Sue shaked her head. "You have no record of that."
"Don't need one, you left your list of 'things to do as prinicipal' sitting on my desk this morning."
Sue snatched the paper away from him. "I can't be fired, who's going to captain your little cheerios then?" She said smiling.
"They're are plenty of good coaches out there. And with the school's winning streak, a new coach will be more than happy to replace you."
"REPLACE ME? Your out of your mind, Figgins. Sue Sylvester cannot be replaced." She said shaking her head.
"Then pack your bags, you'll be spending a fine weekend with Mr. Schue, and the Glee club, and if you try and do anything to sabotage their trip, and/or harass the kids in any form or matter, I will immediately call the Board of Ed and you can say goodbye to your days as a coach at McKinley." He pounded his hand on his desk.
Sue looked over at William, feeling the need to kill him, and walked out kicking over a chair, mumbling words under her breath.
Mr. Schue raised an eyebrow. "What just happened?"
Mr. Schue walked outside, looking like he had just seen a ghost. When suddenly, Sue pressed him against the wall, staring straight in his eyes.
"Look here William, take this as a warning. If you try to do anything that might trigger even the most uncomfortable and/or inappropriate response, I swear to you I will put a python down your pants, as you eagerly await your eternal death."
Mr. Schue nodded slightly, and gave her the papers concerning tomarrow's trip. "Sounds like fun. Can't wait to see you tomarrow, Sue." He slowly backed away, and waved goodbye.
AH! Sue's going! What's going to happen? Is she going to make this trip a living hell? Are the kids completely trustworthy? Or will they do something they might regret? Find out next time! Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Thanks for reading!