DISCLAIMER: I do not own GLEE but nonetheless am very excited for its collective 19 EMMY nominations, special kudos to Jane Lynch, Chris Colfer, Mike O'Malley, Kristen Chenoweth, Neil Patrick Harris, Matt Morrison and of course Lea Michele, all richly deserved!
Ch9…
3 FINCHEL 3
For once in his life Puck had decided to keep his mouth shut, well at least until the people he was talking about were no longer in earshot. The Glee grapevine of Kurt to Mercedes, Mercedes to Quinn, Quinn to Brittany and then Brittany to everyone had worked its usual magic. Kurt had heard from Lauren Zizes who'd heard it from Liz Schneider who was in the hallway about what had happened at Rachel's locker. Artie, possibly from watching a lot of CSI had already taken pictures and scrapings of the paint for 'evidence', the yellow hazard tape was probably a little overdramatic but it suited Berry so no one had said anything. Tina had told Mr. Schuester who was already screaming at Principal Figgins, they could hear him all the way in the choir room, the whole club minus Finn and Rachel had ditched class and ended up there.
"Where is Baby Barbra anyway?" Mercedes asked.
"My guess is on the phone to her lawyer." Kurt replied. "Or looking for Jacob to kill him, you know he is cousins with Jesse right?"
"St. Jackass." Matt muttered. "He's got to be behind this, he probably got his pervy cousin to do his dirty work for him."
"Like that kid needs an excuse to take naked photos of Rachel." Mike added shuddering. He just had to have the seat behind Jacob in Computer Studies, watching him edit photos so that they were borderline porn of him and Rachel was not his idea of fun, although wiping the memory from his computer at the end of every class definitely was.
"I heard Jesse lost his scholarship and Ms. Corcoran is being charged with a whole bunch of stuff." Mercedes gossiped.
"Yeah well I think it was Karofsky and his dickless friends." Puck announced. "Tagging a locker? He may as well have signed his name, he's been running that gag since we were in grade school."
"And he does call Rachel that." Matt agreed. "You guys thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Braveheart?" Mike asked hopefully, it was the most epic of all plans.
"Not yet." Puck told him also feeling the disappointment; he loved going Braveheart. "I think this calls for Young Guns."
Not as popular, definitely not as hands on violent but it focussed quite heavily on the whole personal justice thing.
"I'm in." Artie said wheeling over to Puck. "They went too far this time and any plan that pays homage to the brilliance of Estevez, Sutherland and Sheen I must be in on."
"Ditto." Mike agreed pumping his fist against Matt's. Young Guns was definitely the messier plan, but the end result while not several limbs cut off and strewn everywhere would guarantee an even worse kind of humiliation.
"Do y'all know what they're talking about?" Mercedes asked Quinn who was studying the four guys carefully.
"Some kind of revenge plan." She replied, she wasn't fluent in jock but she was getting more coherent in Puck, unfortunately not coherent enough to know whether or not she needed to talk him out of this.
"What are you guys doing in here?"
Brittany smiled happily, probably wasn't the smartest idea to make her the lookout. Mr. Schuester simply stared at his students waiting for an answer. Artie nudged at Puck's legs and picked up a guitar motioning for him to do the same.
"Just practicing a new song idea Mr. Schue." He lied strumming the acoustic guitar easily the riff instantly recognisable to Puck who joined in. Mike and Matt quickly abandoned them for the safety of the seats which earned them dirty looks from Puck who would probably have glared them down for the whole song but he was needed to sing.
"I wake up in the morning
And I raise my weary head
I have an old coat for a pillow
and the earth was last nights bed."
Mr. Schue nodded at them, he knew these kids well enough to know they weren't just practicing a song; something was up.
"I don't know where I'm going
only god knows where I've been
I'm a devil on the run
a six gun lover
a candle in the wind, yeah!"
"Very nice." Mr. Schue complimented them cutting off the impromptu performance maybe we should add that to our Regionals suggestions." He glanced at the group. "But in the mean time how about one of you guys tell me what you all are planning to do about Rachel's locker?"
"I'm shocked that you would assume we are planning anything." Kurt exclaimed. "Beyond shocked, indignant, outraged at such a suggestion."
Mr. Schuester held up his hand to silence him, he wasn't buying the denial act.
"I know you guys are planning something but don't. I just spent the last hour arguing with Figgins about getting those idiots expelled."
"You know who did it?" Tina interrupted; they hadn't heard anyone being pulled out of class over the PA.
"We have suspects." He replied vaguely. "But Figgins doesn't really think expulsion is the right way to go and according to Emma if things don't go that way he wont have to worry about pissing off the PTA so much as a whole bunch of lawyers Rachel's dads hire."
"They're really active in the ACLU." Kurt told everyone paling slightly. "They took me to a meeting."
"Is anyone else getting a really bad feeling about this?" Matt asked raising his own hand.
"Yeah my tummy is all gargly." Brittany agreed.
"That's because you had cheese at lunch." Santana corrected her; Mike raised his eyebrows at her confused. "She's lactose intolerant."
Well that made more sense.
"Guys I need you to keep an ear out, if you hear anything about this come to me, Miss Pillsbury or Principal Figgins. Alright?"
Everyone agreed quickly which did little to calm the sense of foreboding that had taken over Mr. Schuester. They were definitely still planning something but he wasn't exactly going to stop them, he'd already told them not to pursue it, was it really his fault if they didn't take his advice?
3 FINCHEL 3
Rachel had employed patience; it was a virtue after all. She waited patiently for two days for something to happen, for her locker to be fixed, for people to stop giggling in the halls, for the stupid hockey team to stop leering at her. And especially for Jacob to stop asking her for an interview, clothing optional. The thing about patience, while its good and all it doesn't really get the job done. As a courtesy she stopped by Miss Pillsbury's office and told her what she was going to do, the red head who was rapidly gaining in confidence gave Rachel her full support and then immediately ran to find Mr. Schuester.
"You cannot just barge in here unannounced Ms. Berry!" Principal Figgins reprimanded her standing up from behind his desk.
"I can assure you I am well within my rights to seek an audience with my principal especially when he insists on disregarding the privacy and mental wellbeing of one of his students based on that students social standing." Rachel said in rapid fire English her lung capacity coming in handy, she hadn't even had to pause to take a breath. "And furthermore I find it disgusting that nothing has been done to remove the insulting graffiti on my locker. And even less has been done to punish the people responsible. I have been victimized by these neanderthal IQ challenged bullies for too long without action; id like to see how well you run this school when every news network I can contact is here asking why you allow such goings on."
Her tirade over she gave Principal Figgins a tight smile and walked as briskly out of his office as possible trying to make a statement that didn't say diva storm out. She kept walking all the way down the hall and into the choir room, it was time for part two of her plan.
"Rachel!" Tina yelped alerting everyone else to her appearance, Mr. Schuester and Miss Pillsbury looked up from their small huddle in the corner, the latter blushing with embarrassment.
"Fellow glee clubbers as you have undoubtedly noticed nothing has been done to ensure the miscreants who tormented me are apprehended. I have just informed Principal Figgins that neither my fathers nor I will stand for it. As we speak my fathers are utilizing every contact they have in the ACLU to rally the media outlets of the many injustices Figgins has bestowed upon this school."
"Rachel what are you talking about?" Mr. Schuester asked for pretty much everyone, Brittany was rubbing her head it hurt from trying to follow Rachel's train of thought, she was driving a horse carriage in comparison.
"Until action has been carried out to ensure that this type of behaviour will not be tolerated, and that Principal Figgins delegates equal funds to all parts of school life I'm no longer a student here." She told him, well it wouldn't be Rachel Berry if it wasn't dramatic.
"You're dads are letting you skip out of school because of this?" Puck whistled. "Sign me up."
"It's a protest and you are all welcome to join me because I wont be back until things change around here." She flashed them all a dazzling smile and walked out to meet Finn who was waiting for her in his car, his mother had already agreed to boycott the school especially when she learnt Rachel's dads had hired a tutor for any students who decided to join the protest.
"Puck where are you going?" Quinn asked when the footballer stood and headed for the door.
"Where the anarchy is." He replied. "Matt, Mike you guys in?"
The two best friends bumped fists and quickly followed after Puck, Kurt wisely kept his mouth shut at how much the three resembled T Birds in that moment. Quinn pulled herself up and hurried after them, that idiot was her ride home.
"Mr. Schue?" Tina asked looking for some semblance of guidance from the only adult they trusted, he'd never stopped her from reading Stephen King because he sounds too much like a devil worshipper.
"I think you all know the right thing to do." He answered holding out his arm for Emma. She accepted it gratefully and the two walked out leaving the club to themselves.
"Why are we still sitting here?" Mercedes wondered aloud. "Rachel's right if this had happened to a Cheerio or one of the jocks they'd have been an announcement at half time. I don't know bout y'all but I'm with Rachel, us divas got to stick together."
"Where Mercedes goes I go." Kurt sighed wistfully locking arms with his best friend; silently Artie and Tina followed them out leaving only Santana and Brittany.
"Oh hell if everyone else is doing it." Santana grumbled pulling Brittany with her. It was stupid but you stick together, she didn't have to like the girl but she'd stand by her, she'd do the same for them.
3 FINCHEL 3
Sorry for the wait guys, I was out of town visiting family =D
