A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I've been busy with Softball (and lots of it! Games 2 days a week and practices 3 days a week...I have 2 days off from that and then I have guitar on one of those days...plus loads of homework..d: I'm busy!) so I haven't had much time to write...with a broken arm and a new puppy on top of that, I just don't have time for writing every night anymore. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this chapter (:
I don't remember if I did this already or not, so,
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters yada yada yada...d;
Just a Simple Plan-
Chapter 3:
(Puck's POV)
"Grow up." Some skanky cheerio rolled her eyes at me, after noticing my...wandering eyes.
"This is who I am." I laughed to Artie, after the cheerio told me to grow up.
"Damn straight." He laughed, but it faded after a few seconds. I don't know why, but the past few days Artie seemed really upset. And I just couldn't figure out what was wrong with him...
"So, what song are you gonna' sing?" I asked him, to see what everyone picked.
"You're gonna' have to wait, just like the rest of us." He told me, grabbing his stuff from his locker.
"Fair enough." I shrugged, getting my textbook and then making my way to Algebra. After the whole Shelby Corcaron phase was over, that class just SUCKED. So I went back to sleeping through the class, or drawing pornographic pictures in my notebook of every hot chick I knew.
"Noah!" The teacher yelled, dropping a textbook a few inches away from my face.
"I'm awake!" I yelled, jumping up.
"I was just thinking...about the problem...really hard." I told her.
"You were thinking about the problem?" she asked me. I nodded hesitantly.
"I asked what today's date was." she told me. The whole class started laughing. I shrugged,
"Had to think about that one." She turned back to the board and wrote the proper date on the board. I fell asleep again before she even finished writing 2012.
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(Brittany's POV)
"Santana. Guess what?" I said excitedly as I walked up to her at her locker.
"Oh, hey Britt. What's going on?" She asked, not taking her head out of her locker.
"My parents are gone for another week." I told her, smiling. I expected her to look at me, but she just said,
"That's cool."
"You okay?" I asked her. That wasn't normal for her.
"I'm fine." She said quickly, taking some books from her locker, but still not looking at me.
"San, I know you like unicorns but don't like Kurt. He's just to much for you, I would know. I dated him, sort of." I told her. She looked at me like I was the craziest person on the planet.
"WHAT?" She finally made eye contact with me.
"You like Kurt huh? That's why your singing with him and won't talk to me?" I asked her.
"Britt! Don't even think like that! Lady face is not my type. Same team, sure, but opposite sides of the field. I'm singing with him cause' he bribed me. And what? I'm talking to you?" She replied, all in one breath.
"No you've been avoiding me since yesterday."
"I haven't seen you since yesterday..." She looked confused.
"You know what, nevermind that." She smiled, but I could tell something was up still. She took my hand and walked to class with me, but something still didn't feel right...I just didn't know what. I felt like she was distant. More than normal. And it scared me. What if she was going to try and makes things like they used to be? What if she was done with me and just wanted to be HBIC again? It worried me that she might try to bury herself back in the closet, and take me down with her...
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(Sam's POV)
I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I told myself, sounding strangely like SpongeBob in my head..., until I made it to the choir room. I was going to get Mercedes back, and I was going to perform first, so that I'd be the one everyone had to live up to. I just had to beat Rachel to it. Her and Finn would probably want to be first. But they'd have to suck it up and let me. I took my seat, holding onto my guitar like it was my lifeline, and waited for the rest of the class to show up. As soon as everyone sat down, I stood up and said, or rather shouted,
"Mr. Schue, I'd like to go first."
"Wow...good job Sam! Hang on a second and you can go." He told me. Rachel was giving me death stares, and that alone made it worth it.
"Alright guys, today's the day. I want 4 volunteers today, and then after that I'll be assigning you a day to perform. Remember, you guys all vote, and this time you can't vote for yourself, for who you think has the best shot at winning us nationals. Go full out! Alright Sam, start us off. " Mr. Schue said. I made my way down to the center of the class, looked right at Mercedes, and began to play my guitar. It was a little shakey at first, I almost dropped the A chord when I looked into her eyes, but I picked it back up and started singing,
"Oh, Oh, Take me back, take me back. Oh yeah. Back to summer paradise. My heart is sinking, As I'm lifting up, Above the clouds away from you, And I can't believe I'm leaving, Oh I don't kno-kno-know what I'm gonna do. But someday, I will find my way back To where your name Is written in the sand! Cause I remember every sunset, I remember every word you said. We were never gonna say goodbye. Singing la-da-da-da-da! Tell me how to get back to, Back to summer paradise with you And I'll be there in a heartbeat, Oh-oh. I'll be there in a heartbeat. Oh-oh. Tell 'em. My soul is broken, Streets are frozen. I can't stop these feelings melting through. And I'd give away a thousand days, oh, Just to have another one with you. What'd you say?vWell real life can 're crashing like 're playing in the sand. Holding your hand. Cause I remember every sunset. I remember every word you said. We were never gonna say goodbye...Singing la-da-da-da-da. Tell me how to get back to, Back to summer paradise with you. And I'll be there in a heartbeat, Oh-oh, I'll be there in a heartbeat...Oh-oh.."
I sat the guitar down and pointed at Artie who wheeled out next to me. I started dancing (being a stripper really had some good sides to it.) Artie started rapping:
"Yeah I remember sunny mornings. And summer evenings. Now you're right next to me, And I am freezing. Was it real? Oh baby, tell me, was I dreaming? How can you show me paradise, When I'm leaving? Now my heartbeat is sinking
Hope's shrinking. When I try to speak no words. Lip-syncing, Hope this is not just wishful thinking, Tell me that you care..And I'll be there in a heartbeat."
I picked my guitar back up, pushed Arties chair, and started singing again,
"Someday, I will find my way back, To where your name Is written in the sand..."
Artie, from his seat back by the charis, said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go."
I continued,
"Cause I remember every sunset, I remember every word you said, We were never gonna say goodbye... Singing la-da-da-da-da. Tell me how to get back to. Back to summer paradise with you. And I'll be there in a heartbeat. I remember when we first kissed. How I didn't wanna leave your lips. And how I've never ever felt so high. Singing La-da-da-da-da. Tell me how to get back to, Back to summer paradise with you, And I'll be there in a heartbeat, Oh-oh, I'll be there in a heartbeat, Oh-oh, I'll be there in a heartbeat ..." I finished, smiled right at Mercedes, gave Artie a high five, and then sat back down in my seat.
"Great performance Sam. Though it was flawed in several aspects of the theming property, it was still enjoyable. Bravo." Rachel clapped. Everyone else rolled their eyes at her.
"Great job Sam! You did GREAT with that song! Who's next?" Mr. Schue sounded pretty pumped about this. Of course, Rachel rose her hand immediately. Mr. Schue motioned for her and Finn to take the floor. Rachel counted Brad off, and they started right away.
Rachel: "What time is it where you are?
Finn: "I miss you more than anything"
Rachel: "Back at home you feel so far"
Finn: "Waitin' for the phone to ring"
Both: "It's gettin' lonely livin' upside down, I don't even wanna be in this town. Tryin' to figure out the time zones makin' me crazy! You say good morning, When it's midnight, Going out of my head, Alone in this bed. I wake up to your sunset, And it's driving me mad, I miss you so bad, And my heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged, Heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged, Heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged..."
Rachel: "What time is it where you are?"
Finn: "Five more days and I'll be home"
Rachel: "I keep your picture in my car"
Finn: "I hate the thought of you alone"
Rachel: "I've been keepin' busy all the time"
Finn: "Just to try to keep you off my mind"
Rachel: "Tryin' to figure out the time zones makin' me crazy..."
Both: "You say good morning, When it's midnight, Going out of my head Alone in this bed. I wake up to your sunset And it's drivin' me mad, I miss you so bad...And my heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged Heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged, Heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged, Is so jet lagged..."Finn: "I miss you so bad, I miss you so bad, I miss you so bad, I miss you so bad, I miss you so bad. "
Rachel: "I wanna share your horizon"
Finn: "I miss you so bad"
Rachel: "And see the same sunrising"
Finn: "I miss you so bad"
Rachel: "Turn the hour hand back to when you were holding me."Finn: "You say good morning,When it's midnight, Going out of my head, Alone in this bed"
Rachel: "I wake up to your sunset, And it's drivin' me mad, I miss when you say good morning, But it's midnight, Going out of my head, Alone in this bed"
Both: "I wake up to your sunset, And it's drivin' me mad. I miss you so bad And my heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged Heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged Heart, heart, heart is so jetlagged Is so jetlagged Is so jetlagged..."
"WOW! Amazing job! That was beautiful guys...just wow. Give it up for Finn and Rachel!" Mr. Schue clapped, pumping the class to applaud for them. Rachel looked exstatic, Finn looked confused, like always, but I was pissed. They couldn't do a better job than me. They just couldn't.
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(Santana's POV:)
"Abuela?" I said through the phone. "Abuela, please just talk to me." I said to her. "Santana. I told you not to call."
*CLICK* she hung up the phone, again. She wants me to be perfect, but I'm not. I won't ever be. I didn't grow up the way she wanted. But why does that mean she doesn't love me? I shook the memory of the night before and the emotions running threw my mind when I saw Kurts hand in the air. Shit. He wanted to go next. I really wasn't in the mood sing. I felt like everything was falling apart. But I needed to sing at Nationals, so I was going to win this.
"Kurt, Santana, whenever your ready." Mr. Schue told us. The guitar player (how did I not learn the bands name after 3 years?) started to play, and for some reason I felt a tugging in the pit of my stomach.
Kurt: "Hey, dad, look at me. Think back and talk to me Did I grow up according to plan? And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?But it hurts when you disapprove all along..." Me: "And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you I can't pretend that I'm alright And you can't change me... Both: "'Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and We can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect... Me: "I try not to think About the pain I feel inside Did you know you used to be my hero? All the days you spent with me Now seem so far away And it feels like you don't care anymore... Both: "And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you I can't stand another fight And nothing's alright! Kurt: "'Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever.. Me: "Nothing's gonna change the things that you said Nothing's gonna make this right again... "
Me: "I'm sorry I can't be perfect."
Kurt: "Now it's just too late and We can't go back..."
Me: I'm sorry I can't be perfect..
Kurt: "Please don't turn your back I can't believe it's hard Just to talk to you Both: "'Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and We can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect 'Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and We can't go back...
But you don't understand"
Me: "I'm sorry I can't be perfect..." I wiped the tears away from my cheeks and took my seat before Mr. Schue even said anything.
"Your perfect to me San." Britt whispered to me, while the class clapped hesitantly.
"That was a GREAT song guys, the emotion put in there was just great, but I don't think that's what we're looking for for nationals. But you did a beautiful job with it. Who wants to go next?" Mr. Schue asked the class. Puck stood up and grabbed a guitar off the stand.
"I'll go Mr. Schue." He said. He didn't even hesitate to start.
"This is who I am and this is what I like GC, Sum and Blink and Mxpx rocking my room if your looking for me I'll be at the show I could never find a better place to go Until the day I die I promise I won't change so you better give up I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change I just wanna have fun...I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change so you better give up. cause I'm not gonna change I don't wanna grow up. I like to stay up late spend hours on the phone hanging out with all my friends and never being at home I'm impolite and I make fun of everyone I'm immature but I will stay this way forever Until the day I die I promise I won't change so you better give up I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change I just wanna have fun I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change so you better give up
cause I'm not gonna change I don't wanna grow up I don't wanna be told to grow up (grow up, grow up) I don't wanna be told to grow up (grow up, grow up) I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change I just wanna have fun I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change so you better give up I don't wanna be told to grow up and I don't wanna change I just wanna have fun I don't wanna be told to grow up And I don't want to change So you better give up No I don't want to change So you better give up Cause I'm not gonna change I don't wanna grow up!" He finished the song, looking around. Artie and Sugar clapped, but no one else really did.
"Good job Puck. Next week I'd like to see Quinn, Artie, Blaine, and Brittany and Sugar." Mr. Schue didn't say anything else about Puck's performance. The bell rang and we all filed out of the class. I wanted to say that Kurt and I had the best shot at winning, but I know Rachel and Finn had a more audience pleasing song that us...I'd pry that solo from Rachel Berry's dead hands if that's what it took to sing at Nationals though.
A/N: Thanks for reading. Please review. I'd appreciate it (:
Songs were:
Sam feat. Artie - Summer Paradise : Simple Plan Feat. Sean Paul
Finn and Rachel- Jet Lag: Simple Plan Feat. Natasha Bedingfield (sp)
Santana and Kurt- Perfect: Simple Plan
Puck- Grow Up: Simple Plan
I suggest listening to all these songs if you don't know them. They're good songs (: