Tina P.O.V.
"What are you talking about?" I asked my brother.
"You need to learn to be more like me. The four of you are all kind of losers. No offense, its nothing I can't fix."
I continued to stare at my brother as if he were a lunatic.
"Okay. Lesson number one: You all need to learn to be a little more rebellious. Scratch that, a lot more rebellious. Tina, you do everything Mom or Finn or whoever says, no matter what. The only person that's really worth listening to is me. Artie, you need to be more outgoing? How are you supposed to be badass if you just lay around all day? Mercedes, you seriously need to act a little more… Normal. You and Rachel act like you're trying to be freaks. Kurt, stop being such a baby."
"I don't know if you have noticed, but I'm in a wheelchair. I kind of have to lay around all day." Said Artie.
"Yeah. I listen to rules because rules are there for a reason. You're the one that got suspended last year." I said.
"You are one to be talking, Puck." Said Mercedes.
"Why should I listen to you, Noah?" asked Rachel. 'I am going places while you will live with mom your entire life and come running to me when you want to borrow money."
Puck shrugged. "You guys can think whatever you want. You all secretly know I'm right."
He was right. I want to be popular, cool.
The next day, we met again to discuss. Puck said, "Lesson 2: Being nice gets you nowhere."
"Noah! I am shocked at your lack of judgment! You are telling your little brothers and sisters these things? What is wrong with you?" asked Rachel.
"Especially you, Rachel." Said Puck.
"Why me?" she asked.
"Well, people will use you all the time." He pointed out."
"You're a liar!" accused Rachel.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes!" screamed Rachel.
'What did you do after dinner?" asked Puck.
"The dishes." She said.
"Whose turn was it?" he asked.
"Santana's…" she started. "You may have a point.
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