Sorry that I haven't updated in like 60 years. My laptop charger broke, and had to use my iPod for the last chapter. Anyway, I have a few disclaimers, No I don't own Bowling for Soup, or Hall of Fame by the Script and I definitely don't own Eye of the Tiger. My best friend, who doesn't like any of my nicknames for her, or her own name helped me with Nick's song choice, and I just wanted to thank her, because she saved my life there. Thanks 6!(Ah yes, I call her 6 often)Also I hope you like this chapter, I promise it won't be like last time, and I'll try to update as soon as I can. One more thing, Nick singing is in italics and Blaine and Jeff's are in bold.
It's fine, no one's going to remember. Only Blaine, Kurt, and Jeff know. I'm fine. It's a new day, time to start over.
Nick sat in the lunch room, chatting with Kurt. Well... Honestly, he had no idea what Kurt was saying, something about Alexander McJacobs and Funny Kid. Nick just nodded and commented when the time was right. Not that there was anything wrong with Kurt, Kurt was a nice person. A very nice person, it's just that he talks about things that Nick isn't that much into.
Finally Blaine saved the day and Kurt directed his attention at him and began to talk about the Marvelers or something. Nick sighed and turned to his oatmeal and began to eat it slowly.
Thankfully, no one said anything about yesterday's incident. Or maybe they were thinking it. Whatever, doesn't matter. Nick sat back in his chair and sighed. There was a scrape beside him as the chair was pulled back and Jeff plopped down beside him. Jeff gave him a sleepy grin and took a bite out of his apple. "Hi!"
Nick wrinkled his nose, "Don't talk with your mouth full." Jeff raised an eyebrow at him. "Hello, Jeff."
Jeff smiled proudly and turned to spoon cereal into his mouth.
"Hey, Jeff, who are the Marvelers," Nick asked pushing his empty bowl behind his cup and grabbed at his cup.
Jeff turned to look at him in shock. "The Warblers. They're called the Warblers. Dude, they're like celebrities. They're the Glee club."
Nick smacked his arm lightly, "Don't call me Dude. So I take it they're good." Jeff rubbed his arm and rolled his eyes.
"They're not just good –"
He was cut off by none other than Blaine. Here they go. Blaine had leaned over towards them, Kurt being forced to lean back. "The Warblers aren't just good, they're just amazing! I'm their lead singer, but there are many strong voices. We usually sing top 40 stuff, but sometimes we sing some oldies. Our council are made up of 3 boys, Wes Montgomery, Thad Harwood, and David Thompson. They're really cool. Kurt just joined two weeks ago, and Jeff joined when I and Trent did. Trent is really cool too, he's really sassy so watch out, but he's still nice. You'll like him. Nick you should join, can you sing? Well of course you can. I heard you and Jeff singing that Bowling for Soup song, 1985 or something, you were good. Like really good. So-"
"Blaine," shouted Kurt, Jeff and Nick in unison. Blaine blushed and backed up into his seat.
"Sorry, I get a little excited sometimes."
"A little… Sometimes?" Nick said, raising an eyebrow at him. Blaine stuck his tongue out at him and huffed like a little kid.
After a moment of silence the four of them began to laugh. The first time Nick felt happy in a while.
Nick's first day, well technically second day, went fast and surprisingly well. Luckily he had gone to a good school, so he was caught up in most materials and didn't have to work even harder than needed. He had gotten a huge amount of homework though, which was okay, something to keep his mind off his family.
As he lay on his stomach in his own bed, he tried to get his homework done. But he kept getting distracted. He kept thinking about his life before Dalton, with his family and friends from school. But if the accident hadn't happened he would have never met Kurt, or Blaine, or Jeff. Especially Jeff, he was kind, and something about him made Nick want to smile for the rest of his life.
Nick answered the history question on his homework and shut his book. Done, with that subject anyway. No further distractions focus on homework. Ha, right.
Jeff walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and his pajama pants. He was holding a hairbrush upside down and his eyes were screwed shut. He jumped onto Nick's bed and got onto his knees.
"It's the eye of the tiger; it's the thrill of the fight. Risin' up to the challenge of our rival," He sang into the hairbrush and bobbed his hair sharply. He got up and jumped off the bed sending books flying.
"JEFF!"
Jeff ignored him and continued the song.
"And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night. And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger," he pretended that the hairbrush was his guitar and began to play it. He threw his head back and arched his back. Nick rolled his eyes and continued working, biting his lip to keep from laughing. He felt a bit guilty, that he had allowed himself to take in Jeff's body. How rude of him. Jeff crawled over to the bed and popped up, smiling at Nick.
"Don't be such a sourpuss!"
Nick chuckled, "Put a shirt on, and dry your hair, you're soaking everything."
Jeff wiggled his eyebrows at him and flexed his arms. "Like you don't like it."
Nick threw a pillow at him, "Just because I'm gay, doesn't mean I, ah, never mind."
Jeff got to his feet and slid a tank top on. "Yeah, whatever. You can't resist my sexy abs, no one can."
Nick looked up at him and laughed. "Yeah, Okay." Jeff got into his bed and began to work on his homework.
Blaine followed Nick around like a lost puppy the whole morning. He kept nagging Nick to audition for the Warblers. They could always teach him a capella. It wasn't difficult, once you get it anyway.
It was finally Lunch, and Kurt managed to keep Blaine relaxed. Jeff was joking around with Trent and Nick was texting his friends back home. He wasn't supposed to, but he wanted to explain to them what happened, they deserve to know.
Kurt turned to Nick and smiled, "So have you thought about the Warblers?" The whole table turned silent as they all turned to look at Nick.
Nick chewed on his lip, "I- Uh. Yeah. I'm going to try."
Jeff high fived Trent, and turned back to look at Nick. "Yes! Finally, it's going to be awesome!"
Blaine had that look in his eyes again, "What song?"
Nick smiled, "It's a secret."
Blaine had left Lunch early and had gone immediately to Wes, David, and Thad to ask for an audition time. It was going to be later that day, right before Warbler practice. Fortunately for Nick it was Wednesday and the Warbler's meet up late, from 6:30 to 9:30. That gave Nick plenty of time to practice, he wasn't scared, he was excited.
While Nick practiced, Jeff sat on the bed, listening to his words and correcting him. Nick loved the song he was going to sing, and already knew it front and back. He just had to get some parts right and he was done. He couldn't really dance, but he could still move around easily.
Now it was 6:10 and Blaine had opened the door to the Warbler's Audition room (Yes, they had a room for auditions, then again they probably had a room for ice so it wasn't much of a surprise) for him. Inside, there were 5 Warblers, Jeff, Thad, David, Blaine, and Wes. They sat at the table in the front of the room, waiting expectantly.
Nick ignored the look, Wes and David shared a glance at the sight of his wheelchair. Blaine smiled warmly and sat up straight.
Wes nodded at Nick, "You may begin, Nick."
Nick nodded and smiled, "I'm going to be singing Hall of Fame, by The Script."
Wes smiled at him, and gave him a look, as if to say, 'Good choice'
Nick took a deep breath and began.
"Yeah, you could be the greatest.
You can be the best.
You can be the King Kong banging on your chest.
You can beat the world. You can win the war.
You can talk to God, go banging on his door."
Nick moved around, using his upper body to create some movement. He sang out and proud. His heart began to race as the song came to an end, what would they say? Would they like him? Would they say no?
Jeff and Blaine had their mouths dropped, in shock. They thought he was good before, but that was when he was messing around. Jeff caught Nick's eye and smiled.
Towards the end, Jeff and Blaine helped him, adding backups, only when needed. It was Nick's solo, and his only.
You can throw your hands up
(You can be a champion)
You can be the clock
(You can be a champion)
You can move a mountain
(You can be a champion)
You can break rocks
(You can be a champion)
You can be a master
(You can be a champion)
Don't wait for luck
(You can be a champion)
Dedicate yourself and you could find yourself
Standing in the hall of fame
Nick did a circle with his chair just as the song ended. His chest rose and fell quickly and there was a smile on his face. He had done it!
Blaine and Jeff clapped and cheered, smiling. Thad, Wes, and David had their heads together and were whispering. Nick took another deep breath and felt his heart rate start up again.
Wes cleared his throat, "Warblers Jeff, Blaine. Please, could we talk to Nick, alone?"
Blaine and Jeff immediately got up and walked towards the door, patting Nick's back.
Nick bit his lip and winced as the door shut. The three boys smiled.
"That was absolutely amazing," said Wes.
"One of our best performances "agreed Thad.
David stayed silent, causing Nick's smile to drop.
"But," David started. Of course, there was always a but. "But, Nick, you're disabled. We perform everywhere and anywhere. Sometimes there aren't ramps, and during competitions... We're not sure if we can have space for someone in a wheelchair."
Nick felt his heart stop, and he held his breath for several seconds. "So, I can't-"
Wes interrupted him, "I'm sorry, we're sorry. Nick. We truly admire you, and your work. But we have to say we deny you. You are welcome to visit us during Warbler practice."
Nick nodded sadly. He should have known. But what's done was done. "Thank you. For letting me audition."
Nick turned and left the room. Blaine and Jeff were leaning against the wall, when they heard the door open they pushed themselves off and scrambled over to Nick. Nick didn't meet their eyes.
"So? What'd they say? Are you a Warbler?" Blaine said searching his face.
Nick lightly pushed Blaine away and rolled past him. "Night guys."
Blaine and Jeff bit their own lips and exchanged glances.