Though I got only one review, I decided to continue. I figure the story will stay pretty parallel to the show up until it goes on hiatus, where my creative side will take over. For now, there will just be hints of St. Berry, but it'll stay Finchel unless something happens.
Though once I go on my creative side, I highly doubt I'll ever come back. A Warning. ;)
Dear Diary,
Today's Glee club meeting was absolutely horrendous. Mr. Schuster was sick with the flu, so we had no one to lead us, and my offer to be interim leader was unanimously voted against, Santana being the loudest offender.
Note to self: Look up what Tu esta loca means. I want to know how to thank Santana for the obvious compliment disguised in another language so that no one would know she was secretly in favor of me being interim leader.
Anyway, while I was trying to engage the group in a discussion on what songs would be best suited for my vocal range (a pointless conversation, as I've had our setlist planned out since the day after Regionals), Holly Holiday walks in. I suppose that an adult in the room is responsible, if you could even call her an adult. I highly doubt she would fit under that category though. After engaging everyone in a completely pointless and immature song, she took them out for tacos completely disregarding my vegan eating habits! I am currently thinking about filing a complaint, though Finn seems to be against this. Though I am starting to think his reasons are less pure than he said…
Despite the fact that eventually Miss Holiday and I did reach a professional level of agreement, I am still praying Mr. Schuster comes back soon. As long as he's completely healthy. While I have an amazing immune system, I simply can not be exposed to an illness so close to Sectionals. Losing my voice is something that this team can not afford to happen.
Following in my normal, one secret per entry ritual, while visiting my Facebook (MySpace was getting a little too outdated, and everyone seemed to enjoy Facebook), I saw a friend request from Jesse St. James. Now obviously, a friend request is a friend request, meaning he wants to be friends, correct? I can not show this to Finn, he would go ballistic, and make me delete it!
Not that I don't want to delete it.
Because I do, of course. He hurt me.
I just…I haven't deleted it yet. I've been very busy preparing our set list. Something of course, diary, you can understand.
Gold Stars.
Rachel Berry.
Seriously, review please? :D