Natalia sat in the auditorium of Dalton Academy one night. She rarely would ever think of going to such a place, but it was a hobby of hers to look at the Invitationals of other glee clubs. It gave her ideas of what to look out for and fight against in the New Directions. Tonight would be the Warblers' turn for her visit.

She heard various a capella voices start humming the beginning of a certain Journey song. She squinted in disgust. Curly- Q must have gotten to these guys. They're starting to copy him. Gross. At least Schuester hasn't done this particular song yet. That makes it a bit less painful.

A brunette with dazzling blue eyes and olive skin walked out among the group, smiling at the audience. Natalia's eyes widened a bit. This boy was familiar to her. She shook her head. There's no way it's him. Stop with your wishful thinking, Natalia. She sighed, gradually getting her hopes down. The boy started singing.

"Winter is here again, oh lord. Haven't been home in a year or more! I hope she holds on a little longer. Sent a letter on a long summer day made of silver, not of clay! Ooh, I've been running down this dusty road. The wheel in the sky keeps on turning. I don't know where I'll be tomorrow! Wheel in the sky keeps on turning!"

Natalia started breathing a bit faster. As she listened to him sing, she could hear signs of some sort of European accent. She couldn't trace the origins quite yet, so she tried her hardest not to get too excited over the performance. Natalia bit her lip and continued listening.

"I'm standing in the sleet and rain. Don't think I'm ever gonna make it home again! The morning sun is rising—it's kissing the day! The wheel in the sky keeps on turning. I don't know where I'll be tomorrow! Wheel in the sky keeps on turning! Whoa-oh…for tomorrow…"

Natalia began to recognize the accent as Greek. She let out a quiet squeak of excitement. There was a 90% chance that this boy was who she'd been searching for years to find the whereabouts of. She began nervously twiddling her thumbs, staring intently at the Greek boy singing.

"Oh the wheel in the sky keeps on turnin. Ooh I Don't know where I'll be tomorrow! Wheel in the sky keeps turnin. Ooh I don't know I don't know I don't know ohoh! Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin! Don't know where I'll be tomorrow! Ooh the wheel in the ske keeps on turnin! Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin!" the audience began applauding as the curtain closed. Natalia gathered all her nerves together and walked toward the stage. She stealthily snuck to the back and dodged a couple Warblers. She found the brunette boy and shakily tapped his shoulder. He turned to face her, eyes widening a bit.

"Ma'am, what are you doing back here?" he asked, Greek accent very apparent. Natalia swallowed and sighed.

"Apollo, don't you remember me? I'm Natalia Lee," she answered. Apollo's jaw dropped.

"Natalia?! Oh my God, it's been years! You've changed so much! You're taller…and your hair is a lot shorter than I remember," he commented. Natalia twitched her eyelid.

"Yeah, you can blame a Sectionals disaster. Anyway, I have an important question. Are you gay, or are you an asshole?"

"I'm an asshole. Duh. I still like women," he jokingly answered. Natalia allowed herself to giggle. This would be a fun night.


"And so for this year's Invitational we will perform Journey songs!" Mr. Schuester yelled to his Glee club. He wrote Journey in bold letters on the whiteboard. Natalia stomped into the classroom and erased the whiteboard. She stood in front of an exasperated Mr. Schuester and folded her arms.

"No. We are not doing Journey. The Warblers did that this year, and you've already raped their musical library. Come up with something fresh, Schuester," Natalia lectured and sat down.

"Natalia! That was rude! And why were you spying on the Warblers?" he asked.

"I wasn't spying. Besides, this is a wonderful opportunity to widen your horizons," Natalia retorted. Alexandra shyly raised her hand.

"What is it, Alexandra?" Mr. Schuester asked.

"I think we should do a tribute to Foreigner instead…" she quietly suggested. Shantel and Glen squealed in excitement. Mr. Schuester wrote Foreigner on the board.

"We've never done a Foreigner song, so it will be fresh, and it's great music! We're doing Foreigner this year!"

Shantel and Glen enthusiastically shared a high five. The rest of the club gave approvals, silent or otherwise, and started coming up with song ideas. The twins scooted closer to each other.

"This is pretty exciting, huh?" Glen asked.

"Glen, don't be stupid. This is the best thing that has ever happened in this club!" she answered. He chuckled.

"I still remember the first song I ever listened to. It was 'Hot Blooded' by Foreigner. That was the moment I began to fall in love with the magic of music. Foreigner is what made me want to become a performer," Glen passionately explained. He closed his eyes and let out a content sigh.

"I just think they have one of the very best libraries of music in rock history. You act like they're the greatest," Shantel muttered.

"They're among the greatest, though. It's a shame Lou Gramm isn't in the band anymore, though. Kelly Hansen just isn't the same," Glen complained. Shantel laughed and playfully slugged him.

"Whatever you say. You sure are serious about your music," she joked.

"Of course. I want to be a performer. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go talk about Foreigner with some others," he said and left Shantel alone. She sighed and slumped in her seat. Glen is so lucky. He's so dead-set on what he wants his future to be. I still haven't a clue! Whoever said twins share a brain and thoughts and stuff is an idiot. We may look alike, but we're so different. I'm audacious and fearless, but I don't have the passion he has.

Shantel left the classroom unnoticed. She wandered down the hall, deep in thought. In her mind, she went back and forth between different options for her future. She wanted to perform, but she wasn't so sure she wanted the tabloids stalking her. She wanted to cheer professionally, but her spirit just wouldn't be in it much.

"Glen and I had our futures planned out together. We were going to be a three-person band with Dennis and make it big. We're growing apart, now…so I doubt it will happen. He and I used to be so close, but I feel like we're becoming strangers. As for Dennis, he's been so vicious lately. There's something wrong with him, but I know he won't tell me," she sighed.

"I…thought I knew you well, but all this time I could never tell. I…let you get away, haunts me every night and every day," Shantel began singing. She meandered down the hall, looking into the choir room at her brother and friend. She walked closely behind them.

"You…were the only one. The only friend that I counted on. How..could I let you walk away? I'd give anything to have you here today! But now…I stand alone with my pride! And dream…that you're still by my side," she swiftly turned around, glaring.

"But that was yesterday! I had the world in my hands! But it's not the end of my world; Just a slight change of plans!" she turned back around, glaring at Glen and Dennis.

"That was yesterday! But today life goes on…No more hiding in yesterday…cause yesterday's gone! Oooh!" Shantel angrily walked off, finding herself in the auditorium. She sat on the edge of the stage, recalling moments of her past.

"Love…My love I gave it all. Thought I saw the light when I heard you call. Life…That we both could share had deserted me; left me in despair!" she quickly stood up.

"But now…I stand alone with my pride! Fighting back the tears: I never let myself cry! But that was yesterday! Love was torn from my hands! But it's not the end of my world; just a little hard to understand. That was yesterday! You won't find me in yesterday's world…now yesterday's gone…Good-bye yesterday! Now it's over and done! Still I hope somewhere deep in your heart…yesterday will live on! Ooh!" Shantel finished, sitting back down on the stage. She heard footsteps behind her and sighed.

"Hey Glen…" she greeted. He sat beside her and smiled.

"Something's on your mind. You always sing that song when you're frustrated," he noted.

"I can't keep anything from you, brother. You seem so certain of what you're doing in the future, and I have no idea. Even if I'm the tougher of the two of us…"

"I'm still the most passionate. I get it. Well, it wasn't easy for me. I still have doubt sometimes. However, there's one song that helped me figure out without a doubt that I want to be a performer. I'd like to say it's my theme song. Would you like to hear it?" Glen asked. Shantel nodded and quickly turned around, crossing her legs. The music started, and Glen grabbed a microphone.

"Standing in the rain with his head hung low. He couldn't get a ticket: It was a sold out show. He heard the roar of the crowd! He could picture the scene. He put his head to the wall, then like a distant scream! He heard one guitar! Just blew him away! He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day he bought a beat up six-string from a second hand store. He didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure that one guitar felt good in his hands. It didn't take long to understand. That one guitar slung way down low was the one way ticket. Only one way to go," Glen made Shantel stand up and started dancing with her.

"So he started rocking! Ain't never gonna stop! Gotta keep on rocking! Gotta make it to the top and be a jukebox hero! Got stars in his eyes! Jukebox hero! With just one guitar! Jukebox hero! He'll come alive tonight!" he let go of Shantel and sat on top of the piano.

"In a town without a name…" he sang, stretching his arm out.

"In a heavy downpour, he thought he passed his own shadow by the backstage door. Like a trip through the past to that day in the rain! That one guitar made his whole life change. Now he needs to keep on rocking! Just can't stop! Gotta keep on rocking! That boy has got to stay on top and be a jukebox hero! He's a jukebox hero! Yeah, jukebox hero! With that one guitar he'll come alive…come alive tonight! Jukebox hero! Jukebox hero! He's got stars in his eyes. Stars in his eyes!" Glen finished. Shantel hugged him.

"That was a nice song. However, it didn't help a whole lot. It did raise my spirit, though," she complimented. Glen shrugged.

"Yeah, I thought it would"


After Glee rehearsal, Stella stalked Shane to his locker. Once he entered his combo and opened it, she popped up behind the locker door and slammed it shut. Shane gave her one of his usual emotionless looks before entering the combination once again. Stella folded her arms, giving him a seductive look.

"Shane, you haven't said a word to me since our threesome with Roderick. What's up with that?" she asked.

"Please go away," he muttered. Stella glared slightly.

"Oh, but why would I do that? I just miss you. Can't you see it? How about we go have a little quickie, sweetheart?"

"Gross"

"Oh, do you want something a bit more romantic?"

"…you're a hussy" Shane coldly stated. Stella snorted.

"Okay? I like sex," she defended. Shane rolled his eyes.

"With other men"

"I also like variety. Why are you just now having a problem with this? You know this relationship is open! Ehh…that was part of our original agreement!" Stella shouted. Shane stared at her.

"It's not fair," he muttered. With that said, Shane shut his locker and walked off. Stella glared slightly at him.

"Daylight, alright, I don't know, I don't know if it's real. Been a long night and something ain't right. You won't show, you won't show how you feel! No time ever seems right to talk about the reasons why you and I fight! It's high time to draw the line…put an end to this game before it's too late. Head games! It's you and me, baby. Head games! Till I can't take anymore! Head games! I don't want to play those head games!" Stella sang, slowly following Shane.

"So near, so far away. We pass each other by 'cause we don't know what to say. It's so clear; I'm sorry to say! But if you want to win you gotta learn how to play head games! Always you and me, baby. Head games! Till I can't take it anymore. Head games! I don't want to play those head games," she continued to sing. She stopped and began walking away from him.

"Head games…in the first degree! Head games, yeah! Always you and me! Head games! Why do you do it baby? Head games…"


Antonio rushed into his room once he got home. He quickly turned the computer on and sat down. As he waited for the computer to start running, he took a law book off the huge bookcase in his extremely tidy room. He pretended to skim through it, looking up at the computer screen every now and then. I hope he's online. I'd rather pretend to be writing a research paper than pretend to be reading a law book for the billionth time. Oh, father, why must you force me to conform to such a stupid Jewish stereotype?

Once the computer warmed up, Antonio quickly clicked on the desktop shortcut for MSN messenger. He tapped his fingers on his desk as it slowly opened and logged him on. Antonio clicked on his favorite contacts and almost squealed in happiness at the green box surrounding a picture of an anime chibi blonde. Antonio began typing.

Antonio Duval: Hello, Romeo! How are you?

Romeo Jensen: Oh, I'm great! What's up in your neck of the woods?

Antonio Duval: Not much :I Well, we have an Invitational coming up, soon. Schuester is making me sing again. I swear he has some weird obsession with me.

Romeo Jensen: I think that means he chose you to be his star : ) Congratulations on becoming a slave to your coach. Mr. St. James keeps me busy most days of the week.

Antonio Duval: Oh ha ha D: Schuester is SO boring. I wish I had more of a challenge.

Romeo Jensen: Bummer. Anyway, when's your Invitational?

Antonio Duval: It's this Friday. Will you be there?

Romeo Jensen: : ( I'm not sure. Vocal Adrenaline practice runs pretty late. I also think I have a football game that day.

Antonio Duval: It's fine. I gtg. Daddie dearest is coming. Bye!

Antonio logged off of MSN. He heaved a sigh of disappointment. I guess I shouldn't have been expecting too much from Vocal Adrenaline's star. For all I know I annoy him. I'll just leave him alone for a while. Wouldn't want to creep him out.


Alexandra stood alone behind the red curtain of the auditorium stage. She slightly twitched. Mr. Schuester…I don't want to sing this alone! Stop doing this to me! It's totally messed up! The opening guitar of "Double Vision" began playing. The red curtain parted. Alexandra allowed a performing persona to overcome her as her fear dissolved away.

"Feeling down and dirty, feeling kind of mean! I've been from one to another extreme! This time I had a good time, ain't got time to wait! I wanna stick around till I can't see straight! Fill my eyes with that double vision. No disguise for that double vision. Oo! When it gets through to me it's always new to me. My double vision gets the best of me!" she sang strongly. The crowd practically roared with excitement. Alexandra gave a cocky smile, continuing.

"Never do more than I, I really need. My mind is racing, but my body's in the lead! Tonight's the night I'm gonna push it to the limit. I lived all of my years in a single minute! Fill my eyes with that double vision. No disguise for that double vision. Oo! When it gets through to me it's always new to me! My double vision always seems to get the best of me! The best of me, yeah!" Alexandra quickly left the stage as the music faded smoothly into the beginning of another Foreigner song, this one softer. Glen slowly walked onto stage, microphone in hand. The rest of the boys followed, backing him.

"So long…I've been looking too hard. I've been waiting too long. Sometimes I don't know what I will find. I only know it's a matter of time when you love someone. When you love someone. It feels so right, so more than true. I need to know if you feel it too! Maybe I'm wrong. Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong? This heart of mine has been hurt before. This time I wanna be sure. I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life. I've been waiting for a girl like you; Your loving will survive. I've been waiting for someone new. Make me feel alive. Yeah waiting…for a girl like you…to come into my life," Glen sang. He fondly thought about Lei before continuing to the next lyrics.

"Now I know it's right from the moment I wake up till deep in the night! There's nowhere on earth I'd rather be than holding you tenderly. I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life! I've been waiting for a girl like you; your loving will survive. I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive! Yeah, waiting for a girl like you…to come into my life…" The song ended. The lights on the auditorium shut off, leaving the stage glow ebony. The audience stared in anticipation.

Suddenly the first few notes of "Urgent" played. The audience roared in excitement. As the guitar continued, the stage lights flashed to the beat of the song. Antonio and Mimi could be seen upstage, the rest of New Directions behind them dancing. Mimi and Antonio shifted to face each other.

"You're not shy; You get around. You wanna fly, don't want your feet on the ground. You stay up; you won't come down. You wanna live. You wanna move to the sound," Mimi sang to Antonio.

"Got fire in your veins! Burin' hot, but you don't feel the pain! Your desire is insane. You can't stop until you do it again!" he sang back.

"Sometimes I wonder as I look in your eyes," she sang.

"Maybe you're thinking of some other guy!" he sang.

"But I know, yes I know, how to treat you right! That's why you call me in the middle of the night!"

"You say it's urgent. So urgent, so oh oh urgent. Just wait and see how urgent my love can be! It's urgent!" They sang together, New Directions singing back up.

"You say it's urgent. Make it fast; Make it urgent! Do it quick; Do it urgent! Gotta rush, make it urgent! Want it quick, urgent urgent emergency! Urgent urgent emergency! Urgent urgent emergency! Urgent urgent emergency! So urgent! Emergency…emer…emer" they all finished. The curtain closed afterwards. The audience cheered excitedly at the immaculate performance.


Wheel in the Sky - Apollo Kontos

That Was Yesterday - Shantel Olson

Jukebox Hero - Glen Olson

Head Games - Stella Romero

Double Vision - Alexandra Bryant

Waiting for a Girl Like You - Glen Olson

Urgent - Antonio Duval and Mimi Martin