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"Coach Sylvester, why am I here?" Rachel asked, shivering in fear at Coach Sylvester's office.
"Well, Man Hands, I heard about your little disability," Coach Sylvester said. "What?" Rachel asked, her jaw dropping and tears coming to her eyes. "Did the Cheerios tell you that? I thought they were my friends!"
"No," Coach Sylvester said, shaking her head. "I was actually at the door of the choir room, preparing to spy on you guys and give away your set list for Sectionals again, when I heard Mr. Schue telling the club."
"Well, what are you going to do to me?" Rachel asked. "Demand I be put into special ed classes? Tell the whole school so I'll be even more unpopular than I already am?" "Neither," she said. "As you know, I took Becky in, and have a sister with Down Syndrome. She's the apple of my eye, and I have a soft spot for children with disabilities, and I just wanted to let you know that I knew, so if you ever have any problems you can come to me."
"Thanks!" the diva said, slightly dazed, and then she headed out of the office and began walking to class.
"Hey, retard!" a voice shouted. Rachel saw a blur of a flying red and white cheerleading uniform, and a bouncing blond ponytail as she felt a body slam into her and knock her into the lockers. Rachel looked around. There was a girl in a Cheerios uniform she didn't know, who was glaring at her, and her friends came out of the crowd and circled her, creating a wall in which so she couldn't escape.
"What do you want from me?" Rachel asked.
"We heard about the 'Asperger's,"' one of the girls said, and everyone laughed. Rachel looked around, searching for an escape, but finding none. Suddenly, she heard the sound of running footsteps, and turned. There was Santana, Brittany, Quinn, Mike, Sam, Puck, and Finn.
"Leave her alone," Quinn commanded in a menacing voice.
"What are you gonna do?" one of the girls asked. "Blind us with the sight of your swollen stomach?"
"That's it," Quinn growled, as she ran at the girl, while Brittany stated, "Why does Quinn have a swollen stomach? She isn't even pregnant anymore!"
"You little bitch!" Quinn growled as she flew on top of the girl, and the girl and Quinn fell to the ground. Quinn remained on top, scratching at the girl and pulling her ponytail. "How dare you? Not only do you make fun of someone for no reason, but how dare you bring up last year? And how dare you speak to your captain that way?"
While the football players stood in front of Rachel, guarding her from being attacked, Santana and Brittany flew at the other Cheerios, knocking them to the ground and continuing to beat them up. Finally, Mr. Schue came and broke it up.
"Stop it, stop it!" he said, and he held out an arm to separate Quinn, Santana, and Brittany from the others.
"What is this all about?" Coach Sylvester asked, coming over to the girls.
"It's them!" Quinn snarled, pointing to the other girls while Santana and Brittany nodded in agreement. "They called Rachel a retard!"
"What?" Coach Sylvester snarled, her nostrils flaring. "In my office, now!" she barked at the six other girls, who meekly began pushing their way through the wall of people to go to Coach Sylvester's office. Once Mr. Schue managed to shoo the kids who had been watching the fight to their classes, Rachel allowed herself to cry. She let the tears fall down her face, and Finn held her in his arms.
"You alright?" he asked.
"No," Rachel said, shaking her head.
"Well, on the bright side, I doubt anyone's gonna mess with you again once they saw how Coach Sylvester acted." Rachel forced a smile.
The six girls were thrown off the Cheerios by Coach Sylvester.
Later that day, in the audiotorium, the twelve Glee kids stood on the stage as everyone hummed. As the instrumental started, Finn began to sing.
I'm a little boy with glasses
The one they call the geek
Then, Rachel began to sing her part as Finn went on doing backup with the rest of the club.
A little girl who never smiles
Because I've got braces on my teeth
And then they began to sing together.
And I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep
Then, Sam began to sing as Finn and Rachel walked back to take Sam and Quinn's places as the two walked up to the front of the stage.
I'm that kid on every playground
Who's always chosen last
And then Quinn began to sing, her voice ringing through the auditorium's like an angel.
A single teenage mother
Trying to overcome my past
Then, the two began to sing together, as Sam picked up Quinn and took her for a short spin.
You don't have to be my friend
But is it too much to ask?
Then, the club began to sing together as Sam and Quinn moved back.
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
Brittany and Artie now came forward, Brittany pushing Artie's chair. Artie began to sing.
I'm the cripple on the corner
You've passed me on the street
And then Brittany began to sing.
And I wouldn't be out here beggin'
If I didn't have enough to eat
Then they sang together.
And don't think I don't notice
That our eyes never meet
Now, Tina and Mike walked forward, and Mike began to sing.
I lost my wife and little boy when
Someone crossed that yellow line
Then Tina sang, her speech flowing one word after the other.
The day we laid them in the ground
Is the day I lost my mind
Then, they sang together.
And right now I'm down to holding
This little cardboard sign… so
Then, the club's voices drew together in powerful harmony.
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm fat, I'm short, I'm thin, I'm tall
I'm deaf, I'm blind, hey, aren't we all
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
As the club finished, they all began to cry and did a group hug as Mr. Schue clapped them on for their amazing performance and flawless execution of the tough cherography.
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