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"Mr. Schue, I think I should get the solo!"
"No she got it last time; it's time someone else gets it!"
Rachel cringed, she was standing outside of the choir room and she could already feel the distaste of the group inside. Taking a deep breath about to walk in she heard noise behind her. Quinn had walked up to her with a raised eyebrow. Challenging her Rachel rose her own. Santana scoffed walking up to them asking with her eyes when they were going to go in. Quinn did a quick sweep of who was inside and felt her inside churn; she was going to hate herself for this. Tina walked up calmly with a scowl on her face. The four eyes widened when they saw Brittany appear, she only nodded in acknowledgement. Turning back to the door, Rachel took a deep breath and opened the door.
"MR. SCHUE!"
"Guys you have to settle down!"
"NO!"
"I WANT THE SOLO!"
"I DESERVE THE SOLO!"
"Guys!"
"Mr. Schue, what are they doing here?"
The glee club turned to look at the five girls. Jaws dropped from both the glee club and the five girls.
"SAM?"
"PUCK?"
"FINN?"
"ARTIE?"
"Quinn!"
"Santana!"
"Rachel!"
"Tina!"
The four football players looked in shock at their girlfriends.
"What are you doing here, Sam?" Quinn was the first to recover.
"Umm-well-umm-you see, I-am," Sam was flabbergasted.
"You know we could ask you the same thing, skank?" A well dressed boy said.
"Well no one cares what you think, Porcelain." Santana bit back.
"What the hell are you doing here Satan?" A girl who was on the wrestling team barked.
"Believe me, I don't think any of us would like to be here," Rachel answered uninterested.
"Mr. Schue, what are they doing here?" The only black student asked angrily.
"Guys, welcome the newest members to New Directions," Mr. Schuester answered excitedly.
"AWW HELL TO THE NO!"
"NO FUCKIN WAY!"
"I DON'T SUPPORT THIS!"
"HEY! Too bad you're stuck with us!" Brittany replied.
"Mr. Schue may I just point out that we don't know if they can sing?" The well dressed boy interjected.
"Yeah, Mr. Schue we need the members, but can they sing?" The black girl asked.
"Well, Merc-" Schue started.
"Look Toyota." Santana stated.
"It's Mer-" Mercedes interrupted.
"I don't care. You say you're Beyonce right?" Santana got a nod from her. "Well if you're Beyonce, then I'm JaLo." Santana turned to Rachel. "You play guitar, right?"
Rachel nodded.
"You think you can do I'm Into You acoustic?"
"Definitely, you want Lil' Wayne?"
"Yeah, Corcoran."
Rachel grabbed the guitar offered by the band members and took a chair. Propping her right leg onto the chair with her guitar on top of her knee, she started strumming.
(Santana/Rachel)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (uh)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (yes)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh
(Miss Lopez, uh um)
Hi, I'm Tune, the man on the moon
I live on the beach, get the sand out ya shoes
And all of that change since I met you
So we can leave that old shit in the restroom
Young Money!
You got me and I could not defend it
I tried but I had to surrender
Your style got me under the spell now
Left me no other choice but to get down
It's too late (it's too late), it's too late (it's too late)
It's too late (uh), it's too late (tell 'em)
You got it (you got it), you got it (you got it)
You got it (you got it), you got it (uh)
When I look into your eyes, it's over
You got me hooked with your love controller (yeah)
I'm trippin' and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I'm into you, I'm into you
I'm into you, yeaaahh (come on)
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (I'm into you)
I'm into you, yeaaah (uh)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh
(ey)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (yeah)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (ey)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh
Listen, now I'm strong baby I bring the fire on
Sharp shooter, you can call me the Zion
I'm not the one easy to get to
But all that changed, baby when I met you
It's too late (it's too late), it's too late (it's too late)
It's too late (it's too late), it's too late (come on)
You got it (you got it), you got it (you got it)
You got it (you got it), you got it (yeah)
When I look into your eyes, it's over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I'm trippin' and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover (why?)
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (I'm into you)
I'm into you, yeaaah
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (haaaa)
I'm into you, yeaaah
Okay now I'm into you, like you never knew
I'm falling for ya baby, I need a parachute
Pussy so wet, I need a wet suit
You're way too fly, I could be your jet fuel
Now tell me what you like, I like what you tell me
And if you understand me, then you can overwhelm me
It's too late, it's too late
Every finish line is the beginning of a new race, haaa
When I look into your eyes, it's over (yeah)
You got me hooked with your love controller
I'm trippin' and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover (come on)
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (I'm into you)
I'm into you, yeaaah (I'm into you babyyy)
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (I'm into you)
I'm into you, yeaaah
(Yeah)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (yeah)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (yeah)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (ey)
Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh (yeah)
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (I'm into you)
I'm into you, yeaaah (I'm into you babyyy)
I'm into you (I'm into you), I'm into you (I'm into you)
I'm into you, yeaaah
Rachel and Santana came to a halt. They smiled at each other and looked over at the glee club. They were in shock.
"What were you saying, Toyota?" Santana smirked.
"Well, after that. It might be hard to top, but I got the right song." Rachel grinned starting to strum her guitar.
(Rachel)
Mummy they called me names
They wouldn't let me play
I'd run home, sit and cry almost every day
Rachel turned to Quinn asking her to join in on the verse.
(RACHEL AND QUINN)
"Hey Jessica, you look like an alien
With green skin you don't fit in this playpen"
Oh they pulled my hair
They took away my chair
I'd keep it in and pretend that I didn't care
This time Rachel turned towards Brittany.
(RACHEL AND BRITTANY)
"Hey Jessica, you're so funny
You've got teeth just like Bugs Bunny"
(Rachel)
Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you dragged my spirit down?
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah Yeah
So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
Cause I'm in L.A
You think I've made my fame
FB makes us friends
When you only really know my name
Tina joined Rachel for the verse.
(RACHEL AND TINA)
"Oh Jessie, we knew you could make it
I've got a track and I'd love you to take it"
(Rachel)
So now because I'm signed
You think my pockets lined
4 years now and I'm still waiting in the line
Santana took her cue.
(RACHEL AND SANTANA)
'Oh Jessie, I saw you on YouTube
I tagged old photosfrom when we was at school'
(Rachel)
Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you dragged my spirit down?
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah Yeah
So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
Jessie
She broke out of the box
Swallowed your pride
You got that ego cough
Let the haters hate
You're like way too late
Click click to see I got a message from you
Rachel allowed the other four girls to sing the next bit.
(QUINN/SANTANA/BRITTANY/TINA)
"Hola, I'm proud of you"
"Oh my God babe your voice is like wow! "
(RACHEL)
My reply: Who's laughing now?
Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down?
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah
So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
(Hey, hey. Who's laughing?)
But who's laughing now
(Who's laughing?)
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
Who's laughing, laughing now?
Who's laughing, laughing now?
Who's laughing, laughing now?
Who's laughing, laughing now?
Who's laughing, laughing now?
Who's laughing, laughing now?
Who's laughing, laughing now?
The glee club stood in complete shock, no one thought twice about Rachel's amazing vocals. No one clapped and Rachel just raised an eyebrow. Standing up about to put the guitar down, she was stopped by a hand on her shoulder. She turned and looked into hazel swirls.
"Would you mind helping me with my song? I'm playing the keyboard, but the guitar would make it sound better."
Rachel nodded and took her place next to the keyboard with Quinn.
(Quinn/Rachel/ Both)
Listen to yourself you're a hot mess
St-st sutter through your words breaking a sweat
What's it gonna take to confess
What we both know
Yeah I was outta town last weekend
You were feeling like a pimp around your lame friends
Now your little party's gonna end
So here we go
Woah, you got a secret
Woah, you couldn't keep it
Woah, somebody leaked it
And now some shit's about to go down
I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
You really should have kept it in your pants
hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
You're looking like a tool and not a baller
acting like a chick why bother
I can find someone way hotter
With a bigger, (well),well
Cause on top of all the ways that you messed up
You weren't smart enough to keep your stupid mouth shut
I'm so sick of it I've had enough
I hope you cry
Woah, you got a secret
Woah, you couldn't keep it
Woah, somebody leaked it
And now some shit's about to go down
I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
You really should have kept it in your pants
Hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
(Kiss n tell)
Oh I hope you know
You gotta go
You get up and go
I don't wanna know
Or why you're gross
You gotta go
You get up and go
Cuz I don't wanna know
I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't,
oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
You really should have kept it in your pants
I'm hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't,
oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
(Kiss and tell)
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh-oh
Kiss and tell
The choir room was silent again at how well their voices mixed. They smiled slowly at each other and took a seat next to the wall.
Brittany took the opportunity to sit on the drums and play her own song. She whispered something to the band members who then handed a guitar to Rachel and asked Quinn to play the keyboard. Confused both the students stood up and followed Brittany to the middle where she whispered what they were going to do.
Brittany/Santana/Both
Th-Th-This beat is hypnotic
I wanna ride like a shofa
The sound of zonic's
Controlling me just like a rova
I go bionic, so D-D-DJ put it on
I'm losing logic and cruising deeper in the zone
It's so cinematic
Charismatic
G-Got me froze up
This psychopathic
Beat is something
I need a dose of
I'm systematic
Mo-Moving every single bone
There's no mechanic
That can't understand what I'm on
Let's crank it up {crank it up}
Until the walls cave in
Crank it up {Crank it up}
Put the record on spin
Cause I am ready to party
Gonna get my girls and get naughty
Crank it up {Crank it up}
Until the walls cave in
Just crank it up
Oh, oh, oh, whoa
Oh, oh, oh, whoa {Crank it up}
Oh, oh, oh, whoa
Oh, oh, oh, whoa
Th-Th-This beat is melodic
Harmonic, got me striking poses
I get up on it, electronically feeling so fresh
It's so erotic my body's like a cyclone
I'm like a puppet, can't stop it
Drop it like a stone
It's so cinematic
Charismatic
G-Got me froze up
This psychopathic
Beat is something
I need a dose of
I'm systematic
Mo-Moving every single bone
There's no mechanic
That can't understand what I'm on
Let's crank it up {crank it up}
Until the walls cave in
Crank it up {Crank it up}
Put the record on spin
Cause I am ready to party
Gonna get my girls and get naughty
Crank it up {Crank it up}
Until the walls cave in
Just crank it up
Up, up, up, DJ, up, up, up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up louder!
Let's crank it up {crank it up}
Until the walls cave in
Crank it up {Crank it up}
Put the record on spin
Cause I am ready to party
Gonna get my girls and get naughty
Crank it up {Crank it up}
Until the walls cave in
Just crank it up
I systematically mo-move every bone
So crank it up I wanna get in the zone
I systematically mo-move every bone
So crank it up I wanna get in the zone
Throughout the song, Brittany danced with everything she had leaving the room speechless after playing the beggining notes on the bass. Mike had gotten up to join his girlfriend. Together they got a pretty good round of applause.
When the applause had died down the glee club turned to Tina. Noticing she had no choice, Tina took a place at the piano.
Summer after high school when we first met
We make out in your Mustang to Radio head
And on my 18th birthday we got that chain tattoos
Used to steal your parents' liquor and climb to the roof
Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never plan that one day I'd be losing you
And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in other life I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away
I was dreaming you were my Johnny Cash
Never one, we got the other, we made a pact
Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on, whoa
Someone said you had your tattoo removed
Saw you downtown singing the blues
It's time to face the music, I'm longer your muse
And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in another life, I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away
The one, the one, the one
The one that got away
All these money can't buy me a time machine, no
Can't replace you with a million rings, no
I should've told you what you meant to me, whoa
'Cause now I pay the price
In another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in another life, I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away
The one, the one, the one, the one
And in another life I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away
Tina finished her song and turned around to look at the glee club. They were shocked, but Mercedes wouldn't go down without a fight. Standing up she made her way towards Rachel, towering over her.
"These girls wouldn't be here if it wasn't for their fighting." Kurt whined.
"They got in trouble by fighting. Glee is about being able to be united. I bet these girls couldn't sing a piece together with all the practice in the world!" Mercedes stated.
"Is that a challenge?" Santana questioned. Mercedes only smiled.
"Alright then, according to you we can't sing together, might I point out we joined in on our songs together without question. Anyway I bet these bitches can sing this song with me. Pierce following the beat. Fabray join in when you get the tempo, Tina you got bass. And Lopez you better be ready to kick ass." Rachel ordered before turning back to Mercedes, "You sit back, relax and enjoy."
With that Rachel started strumming the beat of the song. A slow grin appeared on Quinn and Santana's face when they recognized it. Brittany and Tina chuckled as they too reconized it.
"We're bout to rock you world, bitch!" Rachel chuckled before taking the first verse of the song.
Rachel:
I'm fucked up!
If you not drunk ladies & gentlemen
Get ready to get fucked up Let's do it,
Ha Ha
LMFAO
You know what Lil Jon yeah
Now all of the alcoholics Where you at
Lets go
Hey(x8)
Santana:
When I walk in the club
All eyes on me
I'm with the party rock crew All drinks are free
We like ciroc We love patron
We came to party rock Everybody its on
Girls:
Shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots
Rachel:
Everybody
Girls:
Shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots
Santana:
Everybody
Hey (x21)
Quinn:
We ladies love them when they pour shots
We need an excuse to suck their cocks
We came to get crunk
How bout you?
Bottoms up let's go round two
Girls:
Shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots
Quinn
Everybody
Girls:
Shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots shots
Tina:
Everybody
Brittany:
If you ain't getting drunk
Get the fuck out the club
If you ain't takin shots
Get the fuck out the club
If you ain't come to party
Get the fuck out the club
Now where my alcoholics let me see ya hands up
What you drinkin on?
Jaegerbombs
Lemondrops
Buttery Nipples
Jello Shots
Kamikaze
Three Wise Men
Fuck all that shit
Get me some Gin
Tina:
Shots
Patron on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots
The women come around everytime
I'm pourin' shots
Their panties hit the ground
Everytime I give-em shots
So cups in the air,
Everybody let's take shots.
Tina:
If you feelin drunk put ya hands in the air
If you tryin to fuck put ya hands in the air
Rachel:
Now say I'm fucked up
Quinn/Santana/Brittany/Tina:
I'm fucked up
Santana:
I'm fucked up
Quinn/Rachel/Brittany/Tina:
I'm fucked up
Quinn:
I'm tryna fuck
Rachel/Santana/Brittany/Tina:
I'm tryna fuck
Brittany:
I'm tryna fuck
Quinn/Rachel/Santana/Tina:
I'm tryna fuck
Rachel:
Shots, patron on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots
Santana:
The women come around everytime I'm pourin' shots
Quinn:
Their panties hit the ground everytime I give-em shots
Brittany:
So cups in the air, everybody let's take shots.
All:
I'm fucked up!
La dad a da La dad a dad a da (x8)
Now the room was completely silent. Mr. Schue's jaw was on the floor, Mercedes and Kurt had a horrified glint in their eyes and Finn, Sam, Artie, Mike, and Puck were drooling. Smirking the girls put down their instruments and made their way out the door. Calling over her shoulder, "We got to go. Ciao." And that was all Rachel said before slamming the door shut.
A/N: Songs are not mine. Neither is glee just the idea.
I'm Into You-Jennifer Lopez aka Jalo (Santana)
Who's Laughing Now-Jessie J (Rachel)
Kiss N Tell-Ke$ha (Quinn)
Crank It-Ashley Tisdale (Brittany)
The One That Got Away-Katy Perry
Shots-LMFAO (All)