Cinderella's on her bedroom floor
She's got a
Crush on the guy at the liquor store
Cause Mr. Charming don't come home anymore
And she forgets why she came here
Sleeping Beauty's in a foul mood
For shame she says
None for you dear prince, I'm tired today
I'd rather sleep my whole life away than have you keep me from dreaming
'Cause I don't care for your fairy tales
You're so worried about the maiden though you know
She's only waiting on the next best thing
Snow White is doing dishes again cause
What else can you do
With seven itty-bitty men?
Sends them to bed and calls up a friend
Says will you meet me at midnight?
The tall blonde lets out a cry of despair says
Would have cut it myself if I knew men could climb hair
I'll have to find another tower somewhere and keep away from the windows
Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom
Man made up a story said that I should believe him
Go and tell your white knight that he's handsome in hindsight
But I don't want the next best thing
So I sing and hold my head down and I break these walls round me
Can't take no more of your fairy-tale love
I don't care
I don't care
Worry bout the maiden though you know
She's only waiting spent the whole life being graded on the sanctity of patience and a dumb
Appreciation
But the story needs some mending and a better happy ending
Cause I don't want the next best thing
No no I don't want the next best thing
"Ugh, Get it right already." Brittany was annoyed. Two weeks later and Sam was still getting his part wrong. He didn't even have any words, he just had to follow Brittany around and he was still going the wrong way
"I'm sorry. You keep changing directions." Sam retorted.
"That happens in showbiz, dumbass. You have to go with it." Brittany snapped.
"Hey, stop arguing you two. We've got more important things to do. If you don't want to run the scene again, move off the stage and go practise in the wings." Mr Schuester told them. Brittany stalked off the stage and waited in the wings for Sam. He didn't follow her but instead stormed out of the theatre, letting the door slam shut behind him. After a moment, Brittany ran out behind him.
"Hey! You can't run off like that in the middle of a rehearsal." she called after him. He kept on walking.
"I'm talking to you, Sam! Stop!" she cried, feeling stupid. Normally anyone in the performing arts at the school would stop and listen to her. Now Sam was clearly ignoring her. She caught up to him and grabbed his arm, spinning him around to face her.
"What the hell's your problem? You should be honoured to be starring beside me." she said, looking him dead in the eye.
"You think I want to be in this stupid play? The only reason I even auditioned is because I have to do 100 hours of community service and I figured this was the easiest way out." he snapped at her.
"You think performing arts is easy? It's the hardest damn thing in the world!" she screeched, shocked that anyone would think her beloved drama easy, something to be brushed off.
"Yeah. You pull a few faces, remember some lines and wear a fancy costume what more is there?" Brittany's rage boiled over and she slapped his face.
"Get back into that theatre and rehearse your part with me. God, I can't believe Mr Schuester chose you over Ricky!" She turned around, the ends of her hair whipping his face and marched off back to the theatre.
"Maybe you should get your precious Ricky to take my place then." He called after her.
"Fine. Don't worry about coming to the next rehearsal then." she retorted not looking back.