AN: Sorry for the wait, don't really have an excuse for posting so late but anyway...thanks again for all the responses...I love them. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 4: Joining Glee
12 April 2011
It's lunchtime now, the morning went by rather quickly. I haven't seen Rachel since our history class, not that I cared. I am standing in front of my locker, putting my books away. I turn my head when I hear a loudmouth girl, and a guy dressed very weirdly, he could easily pass as a girl, if not he is most probably gay. Not that I had a problem with gays. Anyway, I heard them talking about Glee club.
I love music, playing guitar, and I sing pretty good, but I didn't want to join some loser squad. That club was nothing at this school. I would rather play guitar and sing in my own room. Something the two geeks said caught my attention, so I followed them. They were so busy gossiping they didn't even notice me.
"Kurt our club doesn't have the numbers, I know, but that doesn't mean we should let some diva that thinks she can run everything take over. She believes she is the best, and just then and there decides that she should be the captain of the club." The dark skinned chick said, annoyed by their new member.
"I know Mercedes, I know, but you have to admit, the girl can sing."
"Let's wait for Mr Schue to sort it out." She sighs.
"Girl, that's the least of our worries, three of the cheerios are auditioning as well, I wish I knew what their plans are, when those three are involved it can't be good."
The two divas walked off, and I made my way to the cafeteria. I knew it must have beeen the unholy trinity that was auditioning for Glee. Most probably to destroy the club, I heard Coach Sue doesn't like the arts at school and had a vendetta with Mr Schue.
Since Quinn would be in Glee now, if me joining means that I will get closer to her, I will, and plus, I secretly would like to perform in front of a live audience. I walk past the auditorium, and I hear music, then following the music, I hear a voice. A beautiful voice, like a siren calling for me, I walk towards it, unable to stop. I stop at the door to listen, but I can't see the person who is singing.
When he passes me by, he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky
And I know he's a king who deserves a Queen,
But I am not a Queen, and he doesn't see me.
I slowly open the door so that I can go in, I did not want to startle the girl singing. I make my way down the stairs to get a better view, and as I look up, I see her, Rachel. The girl with the hot legs, with the voice of an angel. "Shut up Noah." I mentally curse myself, but I continue listening to Rachel singing.
When he dances he moves me to a smile
And I see everything in him shine
There's a grace in his way that I can't contain
I haven't that that grace
Oh I haven't that grace.
Damn, she can sing, the song is slow, but she puts such a lot of emotion in her singing, as if she is singing to someone special. I can't think straight, she has me hypnotized.
And the closer he gets I can't help but hide
So ashamed of my body and voice
There are boundaries we pass in spite of the wall
But our own we can't seem to cross.
She is standing in the centre of the stage, in front of the mike, her eyes are closed. She is so into this performance. The stage doesn't have a special set up or anything, it was just her and the band. She had this energy, like she belonged there. I stop my thoughts when she starts singing again.
She has a way that surrounds her so delicate
With the glory that reigns in her life
She is also so much that she is not
These things I can see, cause he doesn't see me
And he doesn't see me…
Music started playing and she took a couple of steps away from the mike, and turned to look at the band, her body swaying to the music. She turned back to the mike and then came the high note. This girl has the most amazing voice I have ever heard.
There are things we can change if we just
Choose to fight, but the walls of injustice are high
When she sang those words it was as if she was singing it for everyone that was being treated badly. Boy was it true, things could really change if people stop being dicks about everything.
When he passes me by, he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky,
And I know his a king, who deserves a queen,
Someone other than me, so different from me.
He doesn't see me
He doesn't see me
He doesn't see me…
She finishes with a sad tone. I duck behind a seat when she glances over to where the audience would sit. She turns to the band and says, "Thank you so much for taking time to play this for me. I know you had to stop your rehearsals and everything, but thank you for helping me sing this song. It was great."
I get up to make my way out, being unsuccessful at trying not to be seen, she spots me. "Noah?" I ignore her and walk further away. True as my last statement about being a dick is, I can't turn around and be a loser now. So fuck the Noah in me I just can't. Or so I thought. I feel her tiny hand on my bicep. Not at all manly how Quinn and Santana describes it. I shake my head at my Thoughts and look at the little diva.
"Yes berry?" I tried to look uninterested.
"Noah what are you doing here? Were you here the whole time?" She looked hopeful and confused. Her chocolate brown eyes shining.
"Ye-uhm no." I lied. "I was just looking for Stanley he had my notes and he said he would be in here, so.." I hope she didn't see through my lies but by the way she smiled I knew she didn't believe me.
"If you say so Noah." Amused, she walks off.
"Berry." I say a bit too harsh. She turns to me with a sad look on her face and her smiling fading, she says, "Don't worry Noah, I won't mention it."
Was she angry? Damn, this Noah still lurking inside of me had to go. Far away. Rachel just confused me, and the worst part is I think I liked it.
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Later that day during the Glee try outs I found myself staring at Quinn's ass as the Unholy Trinity performed. These auditions were just plain crap if you ask me, it barely has members, it's not very popular so if someone could sing they would be pretty desperate to get them into the team.
When they finished their song, they made their way to the seats, Quinn sat down right in front of me, next to her boyfriend. I didn't really care that she had one, I mean he was a good guy and we were sort of friends, but still, I have to tap that. As Mr Schue welcomed the girls to the club the divas protested against it.
"They are trying to manipulate the club. They don't want to be here to sing and dance, come on Mr Schue they are Coach Sylvester's toys, don't you think it's a little obvious what's going on here?" Kurt says waving his hands towards the Unholy Trinity.
"We would like to try something new. And it looks like we could be useful to this club of yours to get you popularity. So if I was you I would shut that glossy lady lips of yours and return to whatever it is that you were doing." Quinn says in a bitchy tone. The whole club just went silent. She turns around. Damn she was a cold hearted bitch.
I found it funny how dramatic Kurt and the other divas could be, but it was my turn to audition. I motion for the band to start playing and I grab my guitar. I decidedd on singing "Pour some sugar on me", as I go through the song, I wink at Quinn, but I felt someone else watching me. I move around the room and look at Rachel, she was blushing. As my song ends, I smirk because I know I nailed it, and the fact that Mr Schue welcomed me to the club. I gave him a smug thanks and made my way to my seat.
Mr Schue clapped his hands together. "Alright guys you all did great. Can't wait to start with the assignments next week. You are dismissed. " He walks away, leaving us alone. Before anyone else could leave I stand up and yell, "Party at my house losers."
They all knew where I lived so there was no need to give them the details. All the jocks and cheerios would be there, so let's invite the losers as well. They should keep Finn busy and distract him. With a misssion in mind, and it being the end of the school day, I walk to my truck, I should go get some booze.
Secretly I liked the idea of being in the Glee club even though they were losers. I can play my music without a worry about my rep because no one would dare go against Santana or Quinn. As I make my way home, I spot Rachel a few blocks from school and wondered why she was walking. Should I stop? Or drive away?
I stopped next to her, out of school I wasn't that bad. I honk as I came to a stop next to her. "What the fuck are you doing? I mean obviously you are walking but walking alone could be dangerous you know?" I was mad that she walked. It wasn't safe. Some asshole could try something with her, and she with her tiny body would never be able to fend someone off.
She brings her hands to her chest, trying to control her breath. "Noah you scared me. I am walking home today since my car is in for a service, and my dad couldn't make it in time, and I didn't want to wait at school. " She looks down at the ground. I can't understand where she is so happy and shit at school, but outside there is this whole other diva with no confidence at all.
"Get in the damn truck Rachel, we will talk on the way." I rub my neck as she climbs her. Her scent hitting me in the face. She smelled really good.
"Thank you Noah." She says in a soft voice.
"No worries. It is on my way in anyway, where do you live exactly?" I chuckle the irritation gone when she laughs, and I start laughing with her.
After she points me to where she lives, I see it's only two blocks from my place. I pull up in her driveway, she gets out and walks over to my side. She places her tiny hand on my arm. "I really like this side of you Noah. Thank you for helping me." She rubs her thumb on my arms and I swear I could feel a shiver down my spine. She retracts her hand and walks to her front door.
I smile like an idiot. My mind runs of images of those hot legs and ass, yes I was checking her out. Now it was time to get smashed and forget about these butter-fucking-flies and this cuddly warm feelings. The Puckasaurus don't do feelings and shit. I am so not ready for them. I ignore them and go home, but yet, I was still smiling.
A/N: So it's a little longer and I hoped you enjoyed it. The song Rachel sang was He doesn't see me by Sarah Brightman. Review please! Next chapter would be up soon, then it's back to the present. Until then
