"Hey Marley!" Marley was looking down. She was sad and gloomy and had no chance of being on her dream show. She turned around. Brittany was running to her. "Hey Brittany," she said timidly. "Are you ok?" asked Brittany. "Yeah...everything's fine except that I have no chance at being on the Will Schuester Show," said Marley. "Well, this will cheer you up," said Brittany, "There's a dance this afternoon, held by Will Schuester for last chance auditions."
Marley had her jaw wide open. She couldn't believe it-another chance at her dream. "Oh my god," she whispered to Brittany, her wide smile appearing. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." Soon, they were jumping up and down and squealing.
Hours later, the bell rung. The dance was beginning. The trumpets, saxaphones and the tamborines sounded. The dance was beginning. It was all set up. Decorations on the wall, all colourful. The band was ready, everyone was dressed up. Will Schuester was on the platform, dancing around. One side were white people and a pole split them from the black people who were all still dancing joyfully. Ryder was signing the song which they were moving to
Everybody get up If you can't hear what I'm trying to say OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
If you can't read from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf, maybe I'm going blind
Maybe I'm out of my mind
But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
That man is not your maker
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get passed me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
Marley and Brittany walked in. Marley had a huge smile on her face. "Go out there and show em!" said Brittany. "Oh, I will," said Marley. She raced into the dancing lines and began to dance with everyone else. As soon as she did, Kitty looked at her, disgusted
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest girl in this place OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl
I feel so lucky, you wanna hug me
Hey, hey, hey
What rhymes with hug me?
Hey, hey, hey
But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
Than man is not your maker
Hey, hey, hey
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get passed me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
Then, Marley had an idea. In the middle of the song, she walked into the middle of the stage and whooped, making her presence known. Everyone stopped. Will and Ryder looked at her, surprised.
Then, before you knew it, Marley broke into a dance. The band was sounding. Everyone stopped. The Negro Kids from the other side began to clap, loving her courage to defy the rules. She spun around. Everyone began to clap...except for Kitty. Will Schuester looked at her, shocked, surprised and curious. He too clapped with the rthym of the song.
(ahhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh)
Ryder began to get so impressed, so warmed up that he screamed. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!
Then a bunch of boys came out of the crowd and danced with Marley. Kitty gasped in horror.
I always wanted a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get passed me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
"Ryder!" protested Kitty. But Ryder was so lost in the song, he couldn't hear his girlfriend. Brittany began to dance around, Will Shucester was getting so impressed and best of all...the pole broke out and both races were dancing with each other.
Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Kitty began to cry and stamp her feet like a three year old. Ryder continued singing.
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
"MR AND MRS ROSE! MR AND MRS ROSE!" Brittany ran down the road, by herself this time, screaming and screaming. She ran across the road and nearly got hit by cars, triggering beeps of horns. "MR ROSE!" She ran to the joke stop and threw herself on the window. Wilbur Rose was peacefully working away until he saw Brittany on the other side saying "Mr Rose, quick. C'mon." Wilbur reluctantly left his work.
Brittany was now inside of Marley's house. "MRS ROSE! MRS ROSE! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!" She grabbed Millie's arm and pulled her into the living room. Brittany turned on the television. "Why are we watching this?" she whined. "Just watch!" said Brittany. The Will Schuester show was on.
Mikey, Vicki, Becky, Bix, Jessie, Darla, Paulie!
Noreen!
Doreen! Ryder AND I'M MARLEY!
Millie's jaw dropped. Wilbur was shocked. Brittany screamed. Marley was on the television, dancing along with everyone else. Will Scheuster continued to sing.
So, if every night you're shaking
As you lie in bed
(pony-pony, ooh, pony-pony)
Shake it baby!
And the bass and drums
Are pounding in your head
Brittany, Wilbur and Millie then cheered along, "Go Marley! Go, go Marley!"
Who cares about sleep
When you can snooze in
School?
They'll never get to college
But they sure look cool
Don't need a cap and a gown
When you're the nicest
Kids in town
Nicest kids in...
Kids in town!
Woo!
The song ended. Marley had a big smile on her beautiful face. Kitty wore an angry look she tried to cover...but other than that, it was all fine. Cassandra and the director, Mr Figgins, were arguing in the studio.
"I don't know what happened, Mr Figgnins," she said, "William was just...being William and went along to pick her out of everyone."
Will Schuester continued to be jolly anyway. "We are proud to present our brand new council member, Miss Marley Rose! So Marley, tell us a bit about yourself!" "Ever since I came to Lima this year," said Marley, "I watched an episode of the Will Schuester Show and did nothing else."
Wilbur, Millie and Brittany continued watching. "Oh my goodness!" said Millie, "I feel so bad, just trying to stop her from reaching for the stars." "Yeah," agreed Wilbur, "Now, here she is on Local Daytime TV."
Marley continued talking on the show. "I hope to the first woman President or a singer." "And if you were president what would be your first move?" asked Will. "I'd make everyday NEGRO DAY!" said Marley. Cassandra's draw dropped like a shooting star. "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH" cheered Will, "I think we have a new canidate for our Regional Performance."
Everyone clapped. Marley was overwhelmed. Kitty pushed forwards and whispered "But I'll kill her if she does." "Your chance, Marley will come to you on June 2, Saturday, where we will compete against the Warblers," said Will.
It was the end of the day and the studio was quiet. "I WANT THAT NEW GIRL OFF THE SHOW!" screamed Mr Figgins, breaking the silence. "You don't say," said Cassandra. Will Schuester came along. "She will ruin our standards!" "I AGREE!" said Cassandra, "We can't have our dancers wanting a negro day for everyday in our lives." "Ooh, forgive me, Your Highness," said Will, sarcastically.
Cassandra scoffed. "Don't get flip with me." "I'm not," said Will, "We need change, maybe we mix both kids with the rest of the councils." Cassandra and Figgins were shocked. "Yeah," said Cassandra, "We should have some change...like a change of a HOST!" Will Schuester just laughed. "How do you fire Will Schuester from the Will Schuester Show?" he asked before walking away.
Cassandra opened her mouth to say something but paused, frustrated. "THEY DO IT ALL THE TIME ON LASSIE!" said Cassandra. "Fix it, Cassandra, FIX IT!" screamed Figgins, before walking away. Cassandra was so angry, she screamed as she stamped her foot on the ground.