Okay so I was doing research to find a song for Marley to sing in this and I found a song by musical artist Rufus Wainwright, who has written songs that I enjoy such as 'Hallelujah' and a couple more. I had recently discovered this song that Marley sings and thought it would fit perfectly for her to sing in the story.
37. Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk.
After a full day of events and what seemed to only be a short drive to L.A, we arrived to the city of angels. We somehow caught good timing as the highways weren't busy and we got there around 7. We left at 7, so a twelve hour bus drive. The only bad thing that happened was having a horrible toilet. Thank god Sugar called her Dad and he got everyone first class tickets to come back to Ohio at the Cincinnati Airport. Her exact words, "Daddy if you don't get us first class tickets back I will commit suicide on the damn bus home!" He got them.
We got to the hotel and while Mr. Schue checked us in at the front desk and organized room buddies; the rest of us sat in the lobby on their chairs and couches. Mercedes joined us and told all of us about her big hit that was going to happen soon. Thanks to her setting up at a food store and Kayne West' manager discovered her (or something like that.) Finally Mr. Schue managed to check us in and assigned us room buddies. Unique and I shared a room on the third floor with Ryder and Jake right above us.
Unique and I settled inside. She asked if I wanted to walk around a little bit, as Mr. Schue gave us some free time, and I said I'd join her along later. After she had left and made sure she was gone I opened my suite-case and looked inside of a hidden pocket to find my cigarettes and a lighter. I had some leftovers and messaged Minnie at some point while he was asleep on the bus; informing her that I took two boxes and I would give her the money to buy them back upon my return. I had enough for the weekend. I took one and took the lighter and hid them in my pocket and entered the bathroom and sat in the bathtub smoking the cigarette. I figure if I had one now, it wouldn't be too bad.
I had one puff before chickening out the rest of it and washed it in the bathtub by turning the water on and making it wet. I wrapped it in toilet paper and flushed it down the toilet. I put the lighter in my pocket and hid it away. I decided to check my e-mail for anything from these contest I entered. A few weeks ago I found some contest and sent in my songs to be heard and hope they would win.
I didn't hear back from anyone. It made me depressed.
I sat on the couch sadden by no word back. None. The door knocked and it was Ryder. I sat up and opened the door with a smile. "Hey." I said.
"Hey." He said.
"Come on it." I said moving back a bit.
He came in and I shut the door. "You and Jake settled in?" I asked.
"Yeah, he and Kitty went on a little date just now and I was wondering if you wanted to get ice cream." He said. I shook my head and I must of looked sad because Ryder asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." I said.
"It's not nothing, talk to me." He said.
I sighed as I sat down on the bed. "I entered my songs in these contests."
He got the idea. "You didn't win?"
"Worse. I haven't from them. Maybe it's a sign."
"For what?" Ryder asked sitting next to me.
"Maybe song writing isn't my thing." I said. "Or music in general."
"You're not going to quit Glee Club, are you?" Ryder asked. He seemed very concerned that I was going to quit. "Are you?"
"What's so wrong with joining account club?" I asked with a hopeful smile.
"It interferes with Glee Club. That's a reason." Ryder told me. "And who cares about those contests? There are more of them and more chances. And you can't quit Glee Club because you have a beautiful voice and you are one of the nicest people in that club. And you know we all pretty much love your songs. You can't quit Glee and join account."
"What if I do?" I teased.
"Damn, we'll go join any other club together. Glee isn't Glee without you. Maybe join the Stars Club." Ryder chuckled. "Don't quit, please." Ryder put his hand on my kneecap.
I sighed and took his hand in mine. "Don't let anyone know, please? Let's just make this our swan song. Please?"
He sighed too. "Fine."
I grinned then leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I love you. Want ice cream?"
We got some ice cream on the beach and sat on a bench under a streetlight, outside the hotel, watching the waves roll along the beach gently. There was a cool breeze that blew softly across our faces and my hair blowing coolly along with the wind. I had vanilla and Ryder had chocolate ice cream.
"This is nice." I said.
"We should move out here in the future." Ryder said. "Raise the kids here along the beach."
"That or in New York or Boston or any big city." I told Ryder. "Or even in Lima. that'd be nice."
"That too." Ryder told me. "Cincinnati?"
"Ha, that too." I giggled. "Anywhere with you."
"You too beautiful." Ryder kissed my cheek softly. "Hey so Jake texted me and said that after Mr. Schue and Finn check on us, around 10 for lights out, he's gonna have Kitty in the room. And Brittany is going to go off and see Sam and meet up with him, Blaine and Tina in Blaine and Sam's room. That means Kitty and Brittany's room will be free," He gave me a suspicious smile. "Care to join me in there?"
"What if we get caught?" I asked.
"We won't, all of this is going to happen at 11:30. Jake told me." Ryder said.
"Okay." I said.
After that Ryder went back to the hotel to meet up with Artie and go over some things together. He asked if I wanted to join but I offered to stay behind and join him later. Once he was gone I walked along the boardwalk alone with my hands in my pockets. I had told Ryder I needed to use the bathroom first and would meet him down in the lobby. After he had left I snucked a box of cigarettes into my jeans pockets and the lighter in my jacket pocket.
I found another empty bench and sat there under the streetlight. A restaurant was nearby so I wasn't fully alone either. I took out a cigarette and the lighter and started to smoke. By now I was so use to it, it just felt wrong if I didn't have at least one a day. Maybe two. I felt so relaxed right now that I had no worry about the competition. I knew it was wrong that the cigarette was doing this and I should just use my own confidence to boost my spirit. But the cigarette was really helping me so much. But it also made me crave for chocolate milk...
Marley Singing.
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I like's a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we won't mention
Everything about 'em is a little bit stranger
A little bit harder, a little bit deadly
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces, have general run of the town
Playing with prodigal sons
Takes a lot of sentimental valiums
Can't expect the world to be your Raggedy Andy
While running on empty, you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of a lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes or adios Kansas
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish, a little bit
Tower of Pisa, whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I'm a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
I finished my first cigarette and dropped it, stepping on it, and took out my second cigarette. I started to smoke that and halfway into the cigarette I felt a tap around me. Oh God, not Finn I hope. I turned and saw someone else.
"Hey Marley," He said.
"Lark?"
Duh duh duh! Lark is here in LA!
Yeah, so I heard the song and somehow I kept thinking the "chocolate milk" as either alcohol and or drugs. But drugs are a reference too. It just seemed to fit perfect.
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