Chapter 11
A/N: Phew I'm finally back, sorry it's been so long guys. A virus found its way onto my computer and would crash it every time I opened the Internet, so that made things tough… Plus the fact that all of the stuff I write is saved on this computer. But I finally got it fixed! Thanks for your patience, you guys are awesome, hope you enjoy this chapter
"So, why are we here again?" I ask as we get out of the cars and walk through the parking lot towards Vocal Adrenaline's auditorium.
"We have to hire Dakota Stanley to win," Quinn snaps from the side and I roll my eyes. It was just a question. I look around as we walk up, but my gaze returns to the front of the school when two girls run out. I look away and gag when one of them starts throwing up in the trashcan. Rachel rushes up, asking if Dakota Stanley was in the building with the glee club, not once phased by the fact that she's vomiting. "Don't hire him, he's a monster," the girl cries out before returning to the trashcan. Oh god, I can smell it from here.
"Well that didn't seem like a good sign." I tell Mercedes as we continue the trek towards the doors.
She just shrugs as we enter the building. We sit in the back of the auditorium and watch as they rehearse. I look on in amazement as they expertly dance around the stage. Kurt and I jump when the voice of who I can only assume is Dakota Stanley cuts through the auditorium like nails on a chalkboard. "You're all terrible, do it again!"
"Are you guys sure we want him to work with us? He doesn't seem like the kind of instructor we need," I whisper to the rest of our group. Some of them look like they're on the verge of agreeing before the cheerleaders comment.
"We want to win don't we? He can help us do that." Santana says and Rachel immediately nods her head.
I sigh as we get up to follow Dakota out the door as he leaves. I seem to be the only that sees the entire Vocal Adrenaline immediately collapse to the floor from exhaustion once Dakota's out of sight. This can't end well.
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"How are w-we supposed t-t-to raise 8,000 dollars?" Tina asks once we are sitting back in the glee club practice room.
"Why don't we just grow a money tree?" Brittany asks and I start to laugh before I realize that she's serious. I shake my head and shrug before looking back at the rest of them.
"We barely have enough money to pay for the glee club right now," I tell them, not mentioning the fact that Uncle Will has to pay out of his own pocket just so they can have the glee club.
"Let's just forget about it, okay guys?" Finn tells them.
Quinn immediately steps in, "Look, Dakota Stanley's the best of the best. We will find a way to hire him," she finished as she shared a glance with the other cheerleaders.
Ugh where is Uncle Will? I know he wants to work on the Acafellas but just because I agreed to help out doesn't mean that I'm going to run it all for him whenever he doesn't feel like it. "Look guys, how about we all brainstorm some ideas and come back to it next practice." I announce before they can continue to go around in circles. With that I grab my stuff and leave. I know Uncle Will said glee would be fun but right now it's not worth the drama.
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The next day was nice and there wasn't any Glee practice to ruin my good mood. As I headed towards the bus to ride home I passed Uncle Will. "Hey," he called as he walked by. "Wanna help me work with the newest members of Acafellas?"
"Uh, sure." I reply as I switch directions and skip for a few steps to catch up to him. "Why are there new members?"
"Oh yeah, forgot you didn't know, Howard quit and Henri had a relapse with the cough syrup. Finn and one of the other guys on the football team agreed to fill their spots.
"Wait, you got another jock to join a singing group?" I ask in disbelief.
"Yeah, you'll see who in a minute."
I'm completely surprised when I walk in and see Puck sitting in one of the Glee chairs with Finn. "Puck? You joined my uncle's acapella group?" He turns away from Finn and sees me.
"Hey Jess, what are you doing here?"
"He's my uncle," I tell him again. "What are you doing here?"
"Well bands are great for picking up chicks, right?" He says with a smirk.
I roll my eyes, "Yeah, good luck with that." I purposely don't mention Santana, as I don't know who broke up with who and I'd rather not open up that can of worms.
"Okay guys," My uncle interrupts. "Let's get started. We still have a gig coming up and if we want to keep this group going you need to know this routine back and forwards."
"No pressure guys," I add as I lightly smack my uncle. He smiles back at me.
"You'll do great either way. Let's get started."
I watch as my uncle runs them through the steps, though I can see Finn has been gifted with the same dance skills as me. I laugh as they start dancing again. Finn shoots me a goofy smile and Puck playfully glares at me, "Shut it," he growls. I just laugh harder.
"Oh yeah, let's see you do it." Puck challenges.
"Pffft, I'm worse than Finn," I tell him.
"Thanks, I think" Finn replies.
"C'mon Jess," my uncle goads and I give him a skeptical look.
"Why do you want me to show them how bad I am?" I ask. He just smiles at me and I shake my head at all of them. "You know what fine, but only if you two actually put some effort into learning these steps. I'd better be getting something out of it if I'm going to be embarrassing myself."
"Yeah yeah, you first," Puck tells me. I roll my eyes at him before getting up from my seat. I do some over-exaggerated stretches and Finn laughs, then I step up next to them.
"Okay, prepare to be amazed." I tell them before starting the routine. I sway back and forth, getting into the rhythm before stepping to the side and raising my foot like Uncle Will had done earlier, only I somehow manage to catch my shoe on the back of my other leg and start to trip over myself. I close my eyes as I bring up my arms, preparing for the collision with the floor.
I slowly open up one eye, then the other as I realize that something, or rather someone, had stopped me from falling. "You were right, that was amazing," Puck says sarcastically with a laugh as he pulls me back upright. I fight a blush as he holds me in his arms, he was so strong and it felt nice to be this close to him. Stop it, I tell myself. I can't get involved with anyone right now, just like I couldn't join glee club right now. My life was complete chaos without all the drama a boyfriend would bring, even if he was extremely hot… Stop it. He probably doesn't like me like that anyways.
"I'm gifted, now it's your turn," I tell him with a grin as I back away from him, hoping he hadn't noticed my few seconds of silence.
"Okay guys, look you have the steps down you just need to relax, and don't do what the lovely Jess just did," my Uncle tells them as he starts trying to help them figure out the moves again. I stick my tongue out at him and he returns the gesture before putting on a serious face and turning back to the boys. "Um, you guys play baseball right?" The guys nod so my Uncle continues, "What does your coach tell you when you're hitting?"
Puck immediately speaks up, "If you charge the pitcher, bring the bat." I can't contain my burst of laughter.
"What?" I manage through my giggles.
"Learned that the hard way," He says with a wink.
"Okay then," Uncle Will says, confusion written across his face. "Well, he probably, hopefully, also tells you to relax too, right? Hitting's all about the hips, you gotta loosen up. Just swing that bat." He tells them as he starts to sway from side to side and the boys copy him after I give them a pointed glare.
"There you go, hit some home runs guys. Now let's try it from the top." Will grabs his guitar and starts to play a tune and they work on the moves again, working on feeling the moves instead of just doing them. I beam when they get through the steps, staying in sync with each other the entire time.
"Yes! You did it!" I clap as they finish. Finn shoots me a big smile and Puck smirks, pleased with himself. "I knew you could do it, though it was obviously from my help."
"Of course it was, not from my teaching or anything," Uncle Will tells me as he pulls me into a hug.
"You guys are going to do great," I announce, making eye contact with Puck and Finn over my uncle's shoulder. "You'll do great." I say again, this time in my uncle's ear.
"Thanks," he whispers back as he releases me. "Now, let's run it again."
"Wait, what do you mean again?" Finn interjects and I laugh at the sad expression on his face as Uncle Will explains that they have to get it right more than once before practice could be over. Poor dude, I think as I join in again. If not to help than to at least make Finn feel better about having to do the routine over and over again. After all, that's what I'm here for.