A/N: I decided many, many things last night and I finally decided the musical the kids would put on. It's incredibly cliche, but it really fits so well in this situation. Sorry if you don't like the choice, but the suggestion was one I at first said no to, but after investigating other musical options decided to go with.
Lots of Savans and Honnor, as requested by LimeCrayons. :P And, oh yeah, I created a new couple! You'll have to wait and see. I'm just going to say that the love triangle is now a love square/pentagon. Either one. IDK.
Warning: Strong language used. Just be sayin'.
Chapter Twelve: What Is This Feeling Between Maureen And Toronto, As Long As Hannah Is Connor's, Blake Teaches Everyone How To Be Popular, And Sam Tries Defying Gravity (Not Really, He Talks About Women)
The next day, everyone walked to Glee in high spirits, excited for the Broadway week. Maureen turned to Tori and Hannah and stated,
"Well, personally, I think this week will be amazing. Rachel Hudson is a Broadway legend, and she knows what she is doing. She will help me get even stronger than I already am. I mean, I am New Direction's best belter!"
Tori nodded. "Of course. Rachel is a family friend of mine, we're pretty close. Maybe we'll do Next to Normal."
"Or Singin' In The Rain," Hannah added.
"Or Avenue Q!" Maureen laughed. "So, Tori, what are you doing tomorrow night? I was wondering if you wanted to come over and watch the worst movies ever made? Like that Miley Cyrus one?"
Toronto laughed. "That sounds great, trust me, but I actually have plans. My dads are driving me and Hannah up to Cleveland to see Mercedes Jones in concert. We have backstage passes."
Maureen felt her stomach turn in circles, and asked, "Can I come?"
He frowned. "Actually, we only have four tickets. If my dad backs out, I'll let you know. Sorry, Maurie."
Hannah looked up at him with a confused expression on her face. "We aren't-"
He clamped a hand over her mouth. "Excuse Hannah. I better go get her some coffee, come on Hannah!" Toronto quickly pulled Hannah to the cafeteria.
Maureen placed a hand on her hip. "Hannah hates coffee..." she muttered angrily. "Concert, my ass." She frowned and pulled out her phone to text him.
I want the truth. ~Maureen Idina Daniels
She opened her locker and pulled out the appropriate textbooks she needed.
What do you mean? -Toronto
Her mouth fell open.
WTH. I know you and Hannah aren't going to a concert. What's really going on? Last week you just said that we were best friends. ~Maureen Idina Daniels
Maureen turned around to see Connor standing forlornly at his locker, hitting his head on it softly every other second. She pranced over and tapped on his shoulder.
"What's going on?" She asked loudly.
He shh-ed her and resumed banging his head on the lockers. "Did Blake tell you?"
She shook her head. "No..."
"Toronto and Hannah are totally together. She saw them going into his house together and Hannah left about an hour later. I'm so screwed."
Maureen felt white hot fury rise in her. Every guy. Every single guy that she took intrest in took interest in Hannah. So this is how Elphaba felt when Glinda took Fiyero at first. But, unfortunately, she knew how this ended.
And luck was on her side.
"Connor? Want to go to Breadstix tomorrow night?"
He shook his head. "No. I'm moping. Let me mope in peace. I think I'm going to go home and read Lord of the Rings again..." he muttered. "Hopefully I'll fall into the fiery Mount Doom."
Maureen slapped him with a resounding SMACK. He looked at her, shocked. "Are you mad at me?"
"You are so incompetent! Look, let's sing a duet in glee. It's a win-win situation. Just do it."
"Like Nike!"
"Oh, Lord."
Hannah glared at Tori, who was leaning up against the theatre wall. "That wasn't nice. You know that you're helping me pass French. We aren't dating."
"I know! I know. Okay, God, I get it, I shouldn't try to make people jealous!"
Hannah raised one slender eyebrow. "What? I never said anything about that. Plus your daddy is helping me work on my catwalk."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Your whole modeling career and junk."
"I don't want to be a model, I want to know how to catwalk."
"What's the difference?"
"As different as Gandalf and Saruman. As different as elves and orcs!" Hannah blushed at the look on Toronto's face. "I may have checked out the books from the library and rented the movies."
"Why...?"
"The only thing that matters is that I am reading and watching them. The reason why is irrelevant."
"You've been spending too much time with Maurie."
"As opposed to none?" Hannah glared. "If I can hold a conversation with people for longer than thirty seconds, then you can tell Maureen how you feel." Her soft voice contradicted her strong tone.
The two were sitting on the stage, their legs crossed, facing each other. Toronto gaped.
"I have...no idea what you are talking about."
"Lies," she said softly. "Yes, you do. It's okay. Maureen isn't Elle Fanning. She won't play your heart like you play a drum."
"You just quoted Adele."
"Your point?" Hannah groaned and put her head in her hands. "This is hopeless. Will you sing with me?"
"Maybe I don't want to."
"Rude."
The two began laughing hysterically. Toronto nodded. "Yes. Yes, I will."
Rachel stood at the front of the classroom, smiling maniacally. "Now, have any of you picked out some good Broadway power ballads or duets to sing? If so, please raise your hands and I will tell you when to start. After you warm-up, of course."
Toronto raised his hand as soon as Maureen did. Hannah looked slyly towards Connor who shot her a thumbs up. "Wow, Tor and Maureen, please come on up!"
"But we aren't-"
"Some mistake-"
Rachel glared and dragged them up. "What will you be singing?"
"Connor and I were going to do 'Perfect For You' from Next to Normal, but..."
"Hannah and I were, too..." Tor said softly.
Rachel smiled a thousand-watt smile. "Perfect! Go ahead, sing."
The two looked at each other awkwardly, before starting up,
"Our planet is poison, the oceans the air
Around and beneath and above you..."
Maureen looked blankly at Tori and sang,
"Um, Henry, that's true and I totally care..."
Toronto smiled and sang,
"I'm trying to tell you
I love you
The world is at war
Filled with death and disease
We dance on the edge of destruction
The globe's getting warmer by deadly degrees..."
Maureen grinned and sang,
"And this is one fucked up seduction..."
"This planet is pretty much broken beyond all repair
But one thing is working if you're standing there
Perfect for you, I could be perfect for you
I might be lazy, a loner, a bit of a stoner it's true
But I could be perfect for you, perfect for you..."
Toronto sang to Maureen,
"This world may get more and more messed up with each passing year
But we can be flawless, just you and me here
Perfect for you, just let me be perfect for you
We're both slightly crazy
But you, you amaze me, you do
I'll make my self perfect, perfect for you
You square all the corners
I straighten the curves..."
Maureen smiled and walked away slowly,
"You've got some nerve, Henry
And I'm just all nerves..."
Toronto shrugged and sang,
"But even if everything else turns to dirt..."
They joined together and sang,
"We can be the one thing in this world that won't hurt!"
Toronto sang,
"I can't fix what's fucked up
But one thing I know I can do
I can be perfect for you!"
Maureen smiled and sang,
"I can be perfect for you..."
They joined together,
"Perfect for you!"
Maureen frowned and looked at Connor, who was nodding, and then began to stand and clap. Rachel pretended to wipe tears from her eyes and smiled.
"That was wonderful! You remind me so much of myself at this age. Does anyone else want to sing?"
Maureen smiled, basking in the praise. "Actually, I prepared a solo number. Could I go ahead and sing it?"
Rachel nodded. "Of course. I need to evaluate talent to decide on the musical. What will you be singing?"
"There's A Fine, Fine Line from Avenue Q," she said. She stood, facing the group, and sang softly at first,
"There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend
There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend
And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb..."
She glanced down sadly, realizing how much this reflected her situation.
"There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time..."
Maureen glanced up and smiled grimly.
"There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "goodbye"
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time..."
Maureen started to sing stronger.
"And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away
Oh..."
Maureen softened her voice and sang,
"There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime..."
She smiled into the distance and finished out strong,
"There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time!"
Everyone clapped happily and Alice went to the front of the room. "If you don't mind, I'd like to sing 'Anthem' from Chess. It's one of my favorite Broadway musicals." She lowered her gaze. "I kind of miss my country. So this is dedicated to that."
"No man, no madness
Though their sad power may prevail
Can possess, conquer, my country's heart
They rise to fail
She is eternal
Long before nations' lines were drawn
When no flags flew, when no armies stood
My land was born..."
This was Alice on a whole new level. She was deep and emotional and everyone could tell she was into the song. Rachel began crying again.
"And you ask me why I love her
Through wars, death and despair
She is the constant, we who don't care
And you wonder will I leave her - but how?
I cross over borders but I'm still there now..."
She began to cry.
"How can I leave her?
Where would I start?
Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart
My land's only borders lie around my heart!"
Everyone began to clap and Rachel nodded. "You are a strong contender for the lead, along with Maureen. Anybody else?"
Sam grinned. "I presume I will take the male lead, considering none of the guys save for Connor or Toronto could compare to my Broadway knowledge. I will sing a song from the musical Sweeney Todd, called 'Pretty Women.'. I will be singing it by myself, as no one exactly knows the judge's part."
He smiled and began to say, "It's odd for me to sing this song, but it highlights my vocal range."
"Pretty women Fascinating...
Sipping coffee,
Dancing... pretty women
Pretty women
Are a wonder
Pretty women!"
Rachel began to nod, and jotted down something on her clipboard.
"Sitting in the window or
Standing on the stair
Something in them cheers the air..."
He continuned to sing,
"Pretty women
Silhouetted...
Stay within you,
Glancing... stay forever,
Breathing lightly...
Pretty women,
Pretty women!"
He sang stronger,
"Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair,
Even when they leave
They still are there
They're there..."
Sam sang this song really, really well. It was amazing.
"Ah! Pretty women, at their mirrors,
In their gardens,
Letter-writing,
Flower-picking,
Weather-watching.
How they make a man sing!"
He finished off with,
"Proof of heaven as you're living,
Pretty women! Yes, pretty women!
Here's to pretty women,
Pretty women,
Pretty women,
Pretty women..."
He smiled and sat back down. Everyone was grinning. Rachel stood and smiled. "I know excactly the musical we're doing. Wicked."
Maureen stood and, as she did the week before, ran over and hugged Rachel tightly. "Can I marry you?" She asked.
"No, I already have a husband and a child, I do not forsee that happening," Rachel smiled. "Let's get to the auditorium to start rehearsing."
"Okay, I was thinking that I wanted to see songs from the musical performed by you guys, okay? So, um, first up, could I get Maureen as Elphaba and Blake as Glinda?"
Maureen smiled and walked up onstage, Blake following. "I'd much rather sing Popular," Blake admitted.
"Too bad. Alright, 'What Is This Feeling?' from the top!"
Blake sat, clad in a pink sundress, across the stage from Maureen, who had on a black Hummel original fashioned to look like Elphaba's.
"Dearest darlingest Momsie and Popsical..." Blake said, her voice projecting across the theatre.
Maureen frowned and said, "My dear Father..."
They said at the same time, "There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz..."
Maureen took the next line and said it perfectly, "But of course, I'll care for Nessa..."
"But of course, I'll rise above it!" Blake said happily. She really was a pretty good actress.
"For I know that's how you'd want me to respond. Yes, there's been some confusion, for you see, my room-mate is..." they both said before Blake continued,
"Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe!" Blake glared.
"Blonde." Maureen stated simply.
Blake began to sing,
"What is this feeling?
So sudden and new?"
Maureen glared and sang,
"I felt it the moment I laid eyes on you!"
"My pulse is rushing!" Blake sang angrily.
"My head is reeling!" Maureen sang back.
"My face is flushing!" Blake responded. The two joined together:
"What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes! Loathing
Unadulterated loathing!"
Blake looked disdainfully at Maureen, "For your face!"
Maureen glared, "Your voice!"
Blake frowned, "Your clothing!"
The two joined together and sang,
"Let's just say - I loathe it all
Ev'ry little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure and strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!"
Everyone clapped, and Maureen and Blake laughed. "That was actually kind of fun," Blake admitted.
"Acting? Being on stage? Performing?"
"Insulting you."
Oh. Well then.
Rachel laughed and clapped her hands excitedly. "Perfect! I think you'll be our Elphie and Glinda! But what about Fiyero?"
"Me, of course!" Sam called out. "I fit the part the most." Rachel nodded.
"You remind me of Kurt Hummel, you know, the fashion designer? Anyway, I have casted the three leads!"
Hannah stood. "Hey! That's not fair. Maybe I want to be Glinda or Elphaba."
Connor nodded, "And maybe I want to play Fiyero."
Rachel sighed. "Fine. You people..." she muttered. "Hmm, okay, Hannah and Connor, get onstage and sing 'As Long As Your Mine.' Now!" She screamed to the teens. They rolled their eyes and ran onto the stage.
They sat, facing each other, and Hannah sang surprisingly strongly,
"Kiss me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreamings
Could not foresee
Lying beside you
With you wanting me..."
She looked down, then faced Connor again.
"And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance
And crossed some borderline
And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine!"
Connor grinned unnoticablely and sang,
"Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Though different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell!"
The two joined together, and Rachel remembered how well her and Finn's voices went together. Their voices go together like ours, Rachel thought.
The two continued to sing in perfect harmony,
"Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time..."
Connor frowned and sang, his voice breaking,
"Say there's no future
For us as a pair..."
The two joined back together and nearly brought the place to tears,
"And though I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is through
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine..."
Hannah looked away and Connor whispered, "What is it?"
The girl grinned and replied, "It's just for the first time, I feel...wicked." The two leaned in to kiss, but unlike in the musical, they were interrupted by Rachel standing and clapping with a huge smile on her face.
"Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"
Evan looked across the table at Breadstix and took a sip of Dr. Pepper. "So, who ended up getting cast as who?"
Sam laughed and took a bite of his pasta before saying, "Well, for the first act, I'm Fiyero, and in the second act, Connor is. Maureen is Elphaba and Blake is Glinda in the first act, and Hannah is Elphaba and Alice is Glinda in the second act. It's a bit confusing, but hey, everyone that got a part wanted one."
Evan swooshed his black hair before asking: "What about the other parts?"
"Well, Daniella is Nessarose and Madam Morrible. Which is hilarious, and Daniella is really excited. Tyler is Boq, Xriss is the Wizard, and I'm not sure if I'm forgetting anyone, but that is pretty much our cast!" Sam laughed. "S.J. is doing some backstage work. You know, building sets an stuff."
"I'd love to see you...in the musical. When is it?" Evan asked politely, rubbing his leg that he purposely broke for New Directions. Not for Sam, he insisted. For New Directions.
"Sometime after Thanksgiving. Which actually isn't that far away," Sam mused. "What are your plans for Thanksgiving?"
Evan shrugged and blushed. "Well, I was wondering..."
"What?" Sam grinned, before adjusted his black fedora. He really wasn't a flashy, over the top guy, but he had a thing for hats. Evan smiled back before asking,
"Do you want to have Thanksgiving with me? And my family. I kind of want you to meet them."
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Really? That sounds like fun. As long as I get back in time to eat with my own family."
"This is great! I can't wait for them to meet you, I mean, you are my best friend!" Evan replied excitedly. Sam giggled at the boy's giddiness. He was like a puppy.
"Well, I think it's about time we told New Directions that we're going to Regionals," Sam stated lamely. Evan grinned.
"I'll get the senior council and we'll report to McKinley immediately."
"How did Wes Jr. and David Jr. take it?"
"Well, for an Asian, David was really upset. Like, super duper upset. And Wes, well, he just did some backflips and was cool with it. Geez, for adopted brothers, they really are nothing alike. Their dads, Wes Sr. and David Sr., just laughed and told us to keep practicing." (A/N: Wevid totally happened. They adopted a little Asian boy and a litle African American boy and named the Asian David Jr. and the African American Wes Jr. xD)
"I can't wait to see their reactions!"
Wes Jr., David Jr., and Evan walked through McKinley's doors, sporting the Dalton uniform. Evan pointed them in the direction of the glee club room and they entered solemnly, Evan hobbling on crutches.
"W and D! What's up, man?" Toronto said as he bro-hugged Wes Jr. and David Jr. "It's been a while. Why are you guys here?"
Sam smiled in the corner and Evan smiled back. Maureen made a note of the exchange for future reference.
"Well, the Dalton Academy Warblers have an announcement to make. We have pulled ourselves from the competition, allowing you to go to Regionals."
Rachel smiled and said, "That is so noble! I must tell your fathers, they would be so-"
"Rachel, sit down and shut up!" Mr. Schue mumbled. Laughter was heard all around the classroom. "Continue, please."
David Jr. nodded. "Thank you. We do not wish to go to Regionals, and we thought you guys would appreciate the opportunity more than we would. Also, an excessive amount of Lady Gaga has been playing from Evan's dorm and we figured this might fix it."
Evan blushed scarlet.
Maureen smiled. "That is so amazing! Did you hear that? We're going to Regionals!" She screamed. Everyone got up, and began to dance, cheer, and sing happily. Evan laughed as the group shared a huge hug, and Mr. Schue pulled away.
"Guys, one problem. We have eleven members. We only needed ten for Sectionals, but we need twelve for Regionals, and fourteen for Nationals, so on so forth. What are we going to do?"
"We could try to recruit!" Hannah suggested sweetly.
"There's no need." A voice from the doorway was heard. Standing in New Direction's choir room was Aisling Dawnman, the lead singer of Vocal Adrenaline. That girl with the crazy high, crazy strong, crazy amazing voice. "My papers were just signed. New Directions, you just got a new vocalist."
Rachel Hudson's mouth fell open, and she gaped. "Uh, uh, uh, next week, let's talk about...Disney!"
Aisling smiled. "Disney Channel or classic Disney?"
She frowned. "Either."
Aisling smiled. "Perfect."
A/N: Yup, you read right. Aisling. Lead. Singer. Papers. Vocalist. New. Disney Channel.
Next chapter, the characters will either be singing atrocious Disney Channel songs or good, classic Disney songs. Send in one of each! Duets included, as always.
Also, give it up for the new possible couple...MAURONTO or TOREEN! Which one sounds better?
Review?