FRIGGGIN' NEW CHAPTER! GET READY, CAUSE HERE WE COME!
"No, Noah Puckerman, why are you being such an ass to your sister?" My mom said, helping my sister off of the ground. I wasn't being an ass, she was annoying the hell out of me so I pushed her over the couch. Wasn't my fault she landed (hard) on the floor.
"Ass," Sarah said, smacking me upside the head so ma' didn't hear. Sarah may be nineteen but ma' still hated when she cussed. And she did it a lot, which made it entertaining to watch when she got into trouble.
"She kept bugging me about the woman on the playbill, fucking bitch," I said the last part to Sarah but quiet enough that ma' didn't hear it in the other room.
"I don't know why that would bother you, Rachel is a very pretty actress," while ma' was saying this, me and Sarah were making faces at each other. By the time she said 'Rachel', I had Sarah in a headlock. I quickly dropped my arms and walked to my guest room.
"Rachel?" I asked, leaning against the door jam.
"Well, yes. Ms. Rachel Berry. She's very talented, beautiful as well," Ma said, like my world wasn't fucking crashing at my feet.
"How the hell do you know her?" I asked, standing up straight. I knew that my mom was going to look at me like I was fucking stupid for cussing in front of her, but I could deal with that later.
"Mouth, and I've known her ever since she was little. She used to come by the day care, that was only for like two weeks though. She always sang to Sarah. That's the only person who could make Sarah sleep for a long time, peacefully at least." Ma smiled, "She's a nice girl. Anyways, when she got older, I felt all good inside because I actually met her before. She was the little girl that hugged my leg before going home to her dads. You guys didn't get along, if I remember correctly."
"Did I push her down?" I asked, already feeling badass.
"No, she stole your crayons and you started crying. She tried to help but you told the teacher, she didn't like you after that." His mom said, smiling to herself. She remember that phone call from the school about how her son was crying and all that. She was worried, until she heard what happened. Then she just laughed and picked him up, then took him to get ice cream and he was over it.
"Wow, I was a puskit," I said, furrowing my eyebrow and walking back into the living room, grabbing my keys. "Come on ladies, show's starting." I shrugged into his jacket and walked out of the condo, leaving the door open for mom and Sarah.
Twenty minutes later, they had arrived at the theatre and found our seats. Compared to some seats, ours were good. Really close the the stage, and to were we could see everything. The curtain was down, so everyone was talking except for me.
Suddenly, the curtain rose and I heard someone singing, alone on the stage. I looked up from my program and felt my mouth fall open. There was 'Belle', looking beautiful in a long blue dress. Her hair was long with some in a tight bun on the back of her head. She was gliding across the stage with a broom, singing to everyone and no one at all.
It was tripping me the fuck out.
Since when was Rachel this fucking nice? She is always such a fucking bitch to me, always snarky remarks and fucking annoying faces. What the hell was up with that?
In an understatement of the year, I was pissed.
The worse part? I didn't even know why? I mean, she's fucking acting! She was supposed to be fucking nice in this fucking children's fucking play! But no matter how many times he repeated this into my head, it didn't make me any more calm. I mean, she was fucking smiling like a non-bitch at a crowd of people that were strangers!
"Isn't she lovely?" Ma' asked, whispering so she doesn't disturb anyone. I didn't fucking care, I just shrunk into my chair and put a scowl on my face.
"Fucking charming."
I KNOW! I KNOW, lame-ass chapter, but I needed something so you guys wouldn't get disinterested. Love you all, maybe fifteen reviews this chapter? If you get to ten, ill get it done in two days, fifteen and you'll get it in one. (:
