Fic: Leave Me Alone I'm Lonely
Chapter 51: Sectionals
Author: JR Boone
Rating: M for strong sexual themes and violence. Also I have the mouth of a sailor so every other word is a curse usually.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything having to do with it. I wish I did. LOL that would be awesome. It would be like The L Word only musical. But I did write the Mashup "Irreplaceable/Take A Bow"
Author's Note: I am like Rachel Berry whereas she needs applause to live, I need reviews to write. So you review I go faster with this. Awesome huh?
A/N: There is an Easter Egg in this chapter. Can you guess which awesome movie I quoted? And as a second Easter Egg I've mentioned a High School from a very amazing show gone before it's time. What show is it? First person to answer either question gets a free Smut One-Shot.
A/N: VERY IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE. READ THIS OR YOU WILL BE LOST WHEN THEY START SINGING. TRUST ME. I GOT CONFUSED WRITING IT.
During Rachel's part of "Unpretty/I Fell Pretty", her lines are IN ITALICS. During Quinn's part, her lines are IN BOLD When they are singing together they are ITALICED BOLD UNDERLINES.
During Mercedes part of "Irreplaceable/Take A Bow", her lines are IN ITALICS. During Tina's part, her lines are IN BOLD. When they are singing together they are ITALICED BOLD UNDERLINES.
During "Singing In The Rain/Umbrella". Lines IN PLAIN CAPS are Artie. Lines IN ITALICS are Santana. Lines IN UNDERLINED ITALICS are the girls singing together. Lines IN BOLD are Puck. Lines IN UNDLERINED BOLDSare the boys singing together. And lines in ITALIC BOLD UNDERLINES are the entire groups singing.
Lines that have these [in them are different lines that are being sung at the same time.]
"Goddamnit! Pick up your damn phone Hiram!" Santana shouted into her cellphone before angrily slamming it shut and tossing it onto the counter littered with hair and makeup products.
"Is he still not answering?" Quinn growled as she walked up to the Latina and handed her a bottle of water.
"No and it's pretty fucking obvious he is ignoring my calls because every single damn time it rings once and then goes to his fucking voicemail," Santana ground out as she took the bottle from the blonde and began rolling it back and forth in her hands. "This is why I didn't want them to tell Rach they were coming tonight, because if they don't then she is going to be fucking heartbroken."
"I can't believe they are pulling this crap. Rachel deserves so much better than this," Quinn sighed as she punched Leroy's number into her cellphone and rolled her eyes when the call went straight to voicemail.
"Oh Jesus Christ," Santana grumbled rubbing her temples in exasperation.
"What?" Quinn asked looking to the Swim Captain.
"You'll see," Santana grumbled.
"Hey Quinn," Finn said shyly from where he had just materialized behind the two girls.
"Hey Finn," the blonde said turning around in her chair and blanching at the ridiculously huge bouquet of roses the boy was offering to her.
"They're for you, you know for good luck," he said goofily as he shoved them into her arms.
"Um…thanks Finn, they're awesome," she said setting them to the side quickly.
"No thanks necessary. I figured I owed you some flowers after everything we've been through together," the jock said smiling warmly at the Cheerio.
"You really didn't have to," the girl deadpanned as she carefully slipped a hand on Santana's tensed shoulders.
"I know," he smiled, his dimples shining across his face. "But I wanted to. I've been working a lot lately on that kind of stuff. I actually kind of wanted to talk to you about something if Santana doesn't mind me stealing you away."
"Actually," Quinn quickly supplied when she felt the tanned skin under her palm begin to shake. "Right now isn't really a good time Finn."
"Oh," he said furrowing his brows but still managing to keep his smile intact. "Maybe later?"
"Maybe," Quinn said quickly. "Anyway, would you mind? I need to do Santana's hair right now," she said grabbing a brush off the table and pointing to the Latina's already pristine hair, not that Finn could tell anyways.
"Oh right…um don't suppose you know where Rachel is? I need to ask her something about Glee," Finn asked looking around the bustling backstage area where all three school's Glee Clubs were packed into.
"I think she is over helping Tina and Mercedes run through their scales," Mike Chang suddenly supplied as he zipped past them with an arm full of bottles of water.
"Thanks Mike," Finn called after the boy before looking back to Quinn and Santana. "Well anyways break a leg out there Quinn."
"You too," Quinn said shaking her head a bit.
"You too Santana," Finn called over his shoulder as he walked off in search of Rachel.
"I'd like to break his fucking legs," Santana growled out as soon as he was out of ear shot.
Quinn looked down at the Latina to see her eyes tightly closed and lips set in a strait line. One hand was clutching the bottle of water so tightly it looked ready to burst and the other hand was tightly fisted around her cellphone so hard her knuckles were white. Realizing from personal experience that the Latina was about five seconds from a complete meltdown, spectators be damned, the blonde quickly sprang into action and hooked an arm under the Latina's. "Come on," she said quickly pulling the girl through the crowded area and back behind the changing booths.
"Son of a bitch!" Santana shouted as soon as they were out of the crowd's ear shot. The Latina threw her hands up in the air in anger for a second before turning on her heals and looking around frantically for something to punch that wouldn't break her hand.
"Tana you need to calm down," Quinn said soothingly as she reached forwards and put her hands on the girl's trembling shoulders.
"No I need to do something!" Santana growled out, her voice thick with emotion.
"What do you need to do?" Quinn asked trying to soothe the almost panicking girl.
"I need to kick Hiram and Leroy's asses. I need to make sure that Rach is going to be all right. And I need to fucking pull the thorn that is Finn Fucking Hudson out of my goddamn side before I bash his brains in," the girl growled out, her eyes darting anywhere but to Quinn's.
"Oh Tana," Quinn said shaking her head. "Baby you can't fix everything. I know you want to. Hell I want to grind both of those men into a pulp, but right now we just have to play this by minute and be ready for Rach if she needs us."
"And Finn?" Santana asked softly, a tear rolling down her cheek only to be quickly wiped away by her hand.
"Finn is the least of your worries Beautiful," Quinn said grabbing the girl's hand quickly and holding it between her own.
"I'm so sick of him," Santana sighed as her body began to calm down a bit.
"I know you are. I'm pretty sure everyone is," Quinn said chuckling a bit and leaning her forehead against Santana's. "But I mean it when I say that I'm not going anywhere. You, Rachel, you two are what I want."
"How can you be sure," Santana asked, old insecurities bubbling to the surface and making the girl's stomach twist into knots.
"Because when I'm with you two I feel more like me then I ever have," Quinn whispered catching the girl's eyes. "And because of this," she whispered even more softly as she closed the gap between their lips and pressed hers softly against Santana's.
The kiss was innocent and chaste, with only the slightest sweetest wetness passing between them. It lasted only a few seconds before Quinn squeezed the hand still tucked in between her own and backed up a bit, leaving a pleasantly stunned Santana in her wake. "Now come on," she whispered pulling the girl's hand. "Let's go deal with the only real crisis going on right now."
"Right," Santana said quickly, the fog that the blonde's lips had brought clearing up in her head. "One disaster at a time."
"Totally should be our new motto," Quinn joked as they walked out from behind the stalls and headed for their counter.
"Oh thank god," Shelby yelled coming out of nowhere and pulling the girls to the side. "You two need to go find Rachel now," she said looking back and forth between the girls.
"What happened Shelby?" Santana asked already starting to push through the crowd.
"It's her fathers isn't it? They're not coming?" Quinn asked as she pushed aside a random person and scanned over the heads of dozens more.
"That would be the understatement of the year," Shelby growled.
"Alright," Rachel said wrapping her arms around Tina from behind. "Now this is where it gets a little weird. I want you to imagine your mouth is a cathedral, and you've got to fill all that space with sound."
"Okay," Tina said a little shakily looking to Mercedes for a second opinion on Rachel's sanity.
"Hey don't look at me," the diva said holding up her hands. "She's the one with killer pipes on her and all those years of lessons. I say take what she gives you."
"Thank you Mercedes," Rachel said smiling at the girl, her cheeks tinted dark red at the thrown in compliment. "And you're pipes are just as amazing if not more."
"Thanks Rachel but we all know that you've got it. Seriously though, you feel like handing out some of that knowledge on how you can hold those notes for so long with such a tiny body and we're gonna become hardcore besties," the girl said smiling at the tiny diva.
"Actually I have a lot of things I've picked up like this," she said motioning to the arms still wrapped around Tina. "I just didn't know if offering them would be welcome or seen in the wrong way. I know I can come off as rather brash at times."
"Nah I get it now. You're just damn good. I'm sorry if I ever made you feel less than," Mercedes said sincerely.
"I appreciate your apology Mercedes and would like to offer up one of my own," Rachel said nodding her head slightly.
"Forgiven and forgot, now you should probably get on with the lesson before your other half thinks Tina is putting the moves on you," Mercedes laughed.
Quickly Tina's face turned red and she started nodding her head, here eyes flitting around the room for signs of an enraged Latina. "What was that about the church thing?" She asked quickly.
"Relax Tina," Rachel laughed shaking her head. "Now what I want you to do is imagine your mouth is a cathedral. Really it doesn't even have to be that. I just want you to imagine that your mouth is so much larger then it really is that you couldn't hear someone talking across it to you unless they shouted. Okay?"
"Alright," Tina said nodding her head confidentially.
"Alright now I want you to fill up all that space with your voice. Imagine that it is life or death if you can't be heard perfectly across it."
"Okay here goes," the gothic girl said pulling in a deep breath. A second later the backstage area they were in was filled with the girl's unique voice as a perfect note blasted everyone head on. Several people were highly impressed and showed it by clapping enthusiastically for the now breathless girl.
"And that is how you do it," Rachel said smiling as Tina looked at her in awe.
"Rachel that was amazing. I've never been able to hit that note."
"It's no big deal Tina. I think with a little more practice you would be able to open up your range considerably. You definitely have the talent for it. Now if you ladies will excuse me I see my Mom over there and I'm going to rope her into helping me warm-up," Rachel said smiling at the girls as she made a beeline for Shelby who was poking her head out from backstage and scanning the audience for the Berry men.
"Hey Mom," Rachel said tapping the woman on the shoulder lightly.
"Hey sweetheart," the woman said turning around and pulling her daughter in for a hug.
"See anyone good out there?" Rachel asked, her voice betraying the joking quality she was going for as she nervously peaked through the curtain.
"I was just seeing how many people were here," Shelby lied weakly. "Jesse is out there."
"Really?" Rachel said raising a brow and shaking her head good-naturedly.
"Yep, poor boy is like a lost puppy. He can't get any work freelancing for Glee Clubs. He brought you some roses."
"Well that was sweet of him as long as he doesn't expect anything out of me," Rachel said shaking her head again.
"He's not a bad guy. I think he is just lonely. I know things are really hard for him," Shelby sighed.
"Maybe after all the crazy sectionals are over I'll see if he wants to hang out. Just as friends of course," Rachel said quickly.
"Of course," Shelby said nodding her head. "He's far too afraid of Santana to do anything that might break his nose."
"Mom…I need to tell you something," Rachel said biting her bottom lips and looking around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
"Is this where you tell me that Jessie should also fear Quinn now?" Shelby said knowingly smiling down at her eldest daughter.
"How did you know?" Rachel asked blushing lightly.
"Let's just say a little Ducky called me the other day and said if I had a problem with it she wasn't going to steal all of my Glee Trophies and sell them too EBay, not on EBay mind you, too EBay. " Shelby said shaking her head.
"Gotta love Brittany. That girl gets things done."
"That she does. And for the record sweetheart. I think Santana and Quinn are wonderful girls, and if they make you happy then I'm happy for you," Shelby said pulling the petite girl into a tight hug.
"Thanks Mom," Rachel said releasing the woman when she felt Shelby's cellphone vibrating between them. The woman pulled out the phone quickly thinking it might be the Berry men but frowned when she looked down at the caller i.d. "Is it my dads?" Rachel asked looking nervously at the woman's furrowed brows.
"No it's my lawyer," Shelby said flipping open her phone. "Hello? Mark? Oh…when did it arrive? Okay…just sign it and get it through." As Rachel listened to the one sided conversation she closed her eyes tightly and fisted her hands, she had a suspicion of what was going on and when she opened her eyes and saw the fury mixed with disappointment in the woman's eyes.
"They're not coming are they?" Rachel asked smoothing down her outfit and looking away from the woman.
"I'm sorry Rachel," Shelby said resting a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Why did they call your lawyer?"
"They…they didn't," Shelby said shaking her head.
"So what is going on then," Rachel asked her jaw tightening as she fought to hold back tears.
"Rachel," Shelby sighed looking at her daughter.
"No Mom. I'm a big girl and I'm quite used to my fathers letting me down. What is going on?"
"They sent him…your custody papers," Shelby said softly, wincing when she saw a tear roll down the girl's cheek only to be quickly wiped away.
"When did they send them?"
"Thirty minutes ago."
"Oh," Rachel said tightening her shoulders. "Well I guess that's as good as a Will Not Be Attending check."
"Rachel I'm sorry," Shelby said moving to hold the girl's hand.
"No it's fine," Rachel ground out stepping away from the woman. "If you'll excuse me I'm going to go warm up."
"Rachel please," Shelby called out as the girl strode away in the direction of the bathroom. "Fuck," she snapped when her call fell on deaf ears.
Rachel didn't look at anyone she passed as she briskly marched towards the bathrooms. She knew she was about to cry and she did not want to do it in front of a massive group of strangers and her friends, mostly because she didn't want to explain the situation to a single one of them.
Suddenly her tiny body slammed into what felt like a brick wall and she fell backwards to the ground only to be caught at the last minute by Finn. "I'm so sorry Rachel," Finn apologized as he helped pull her back to her feet.
"It's fine," Rachel said smoothing out her outfit. "I should have been looking where I was going."
"Hey Rachel wait," Finn said stepping in front of the girl and blocking her path to the bathroom doors right behind him.
"This really isn't a good time Finn," Rachel stammered out as she fought to hold back her tears.
"I just need to talk to you for a second. Please? It's really important," he begged when he saw her looking around him.
"Okay," Rachel sighed putting on a fake smile. "What can I help you with Finn?"
"I know this is kind of weird between us, but I really trust you Rachel. You've made me a better guy."
"Just get to it Finn," Rachel snapped weakly.
"Okay," he said raising an eyebrow at the girl's unusual harsh tone. "Like I said I feel like a better guy now. And we've been working in my anger management sessions lately about making ourselves and those around us happy."
"Okay…" Rachel said raising a brow.
"And the thing is, well I really loved you but I know that I burned that bridge. But I also really loved Quinn and I want to try again with her. She just seems so different lately, like the Quinn I always hoped she could be," Finn said smiling, completely oblivious to the dark look in Rachel's already teary eyes. "And I know you two are friends now so I wanted to know if you would help me."
"Finn, Quinn is not interested in you," Rachel said shaking her head and digging her nails into her palms.
"And how can you be so sure?" He asked quickly, the smile starting to slip off his face.
"Because I am Finn. Just move on," Rachel snapped as the last of her patience started to ebb away.
"Please just-"
"No Finn," Rachel ground out.
"You are unbelievable," the boy said shaking his head.
"Excuse me?"
"You're not even giving me a chance here. I mean you're happy with Santana and I get that. But don't I deserve to be happy?"
"You do Finn. Just not with Quinn," Rachel said closing her eyes tightly.
"You are so selfish Rachel," Finn said angrily shaking his head in disbelief.
"Don't Finn," Rachel said trying to push past the boy.
"No this is stupid. When are you going to get over this little war with Quinn? I am so tired of you two fighting over me. You don't want me but you don't want me to be with Quinn," Finn snapped.
"This has nothing to do with that Finn," Rachel ground out.
"Whatever Rachel. I should have known better to come to you about this. You're always going to be just a selfish little girl. Thanks for nothing," Finn shouted before furiously walking away from the girl.
As soon as he was out of her way Rachel threw herself through the bathroom door. She made it into the handicapped stall just as the damn broke and she fell to the floor sobbing.
"Fucking hell," Santana snapped just as she saw an angry Finn stomp away from Rachel like a petulant child and her girlfriend run into the bathroom.
"No," Quinn said grabbing the girl's hand when she made to head towards Finn. "We'll deal with him later."
"You're right," Santana admitted as they started shouldering their way through the crowd.
Quickly the two girls slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind them after scaring out a few girls from Jane Addams. "Glad to know that works out of our school too," Quinn noted as they exited.
"True that," Santana chuckled softly.
"You two are dorks," Rachel said weakly from behind the bathroom door.
"Two incredibly hott dorks though," Santana said as they walked over to the handicapped stall and Quinn knocked lightly on the door.
"Don't suppose there's room in there for two incredibly hott dorks?" The blonde mused out loud.
"I suppose there is," Rachel sighed, her voice thick and gravely from crying. A second later the latch was undone and Santana lightly pressed the door open to reveal Rachel sitting on the toilet dabbing at her tear stained cheeks.
"Hey Baby," Santana said taking the toilet paper from the girl and continuing to clean up her face.
"I'm sorry," Rachel sighed, her eyes dropping to the floor.
"Why on Earth are you sorry?" Quinn asked kneeling down next to the girl and laying a pale hand on her knee.
"Because I'm acting so ridiculous. It was stupid of me to get so worked up about something I knew wasn't going to happen," the brunette sighed.
"No it wasn't," Santana said putting her hand on the other girl's knee.
"Yes it was. I just got so excited. I should have just known they weren't going to come. They never do. Hell they decided to give up custody of me rather than make the damn drive," Rachel mumbled.
"Rach you had every right to get excited," Quinn said catching the girl's eyes. "It's not stupid that you got excited. You deserve to have parents who want to be a part of your life and they're the ones who are complete idiots for giving you up."
"I just feel so naïve."
"You're not naïve baby. You're an amazing person. You see the good in everyone, even if they don't deserve it," Santana said leaning forwards and kissing the girl softly on the lips.
"And thank god for that," Quinn whispered looking at the brunettes and smiling softly.
"True that," Santana chuckled. "Now what was up with Finnoscence stomping away like you stole his favorite toy?"
"Oh god," Rachel groaned letting her head fall onto the top of Quinn's. "He was trying to get me to I believe the term is "wingman" for him in regards to Quinn."
"Oh sweet Jesus," Quinn grumbled.
"What the hell?" Santana moaned.
"Apparently he has come a long way in his anger management and wants to start dating again. Specifically dating Quinn. He said he's noticed that you've changed for the better recently."
"Ha," Quinn laughed sharply and then blushed when the brunettes looked at her weird. "It's just I've changed for the better because I'm with…or around you two now," Quinn said, blushing harder at the slip of words.
Rachel looked at Santana for a second and the two shared a look before the Diva looked back to the blonde. "You're with us, if you want to be," she said softly looking into the girl's hazel eyes.
"I definitely want to be," Quinn said smiling shyly.
"Good then I can do this," Rachel said putting a hand gently on the girl's cheek and pulling her into a soft kiss.
"Wow," Santana said wide-eyed watching her girlfriends kiss. "I thought this would be weird but really I'm just kind of turned on." Both Rachel and Quinn started laughing at the same and Santana joined in pulling the two girls into a hug.
"You're incorrigible," Rachel said from between the two girls.
"I just calls it hows I see it," Santana said smirking as she released the two girls and stood up. "Now lets go kick some ass."
"Let's do," Rachel said smiling and standing off the toilet, hauling Quinn to her feet with her.
"I'll never get over how strong you are," Quinn mused as the girls headed out of the bathroom.
"That ain't nothing Luce. Wait till you see her in the bedroom," Santana said, laughing as she dodged a hit from Rachel and smirked at the sudden glazed over look in Quinn's.
"Incorrigible," Rachel sighed.
"But sexy, you must remember the sexy if not anything else," Santana said smiling.
"The thing I like about you is your modesty," Quinn said rolling her eyes as the girls headed for their counter.
"Rachel," Shelby said stepping up to the girls as soon as she saw them.
"Hey Mom," Rachel said smiling at the woman as she was pulled into a tight hug.
"You alright sweetheart?" The woman whispered as she ran her fingers through the girl's hair.
"Yah I'll be okay. Thank you."
"For what?" Shelby asked backing away from the girl.
"For being here when I need you," Rachel said smiling up at the woman.
"There is nowhere I would rather be," Shelby said giving the girl a kiss on her forehead. "Now come on ladies, ya'll have a Sectional to win."
New Directions watched the other two schools patiently from their seats. As number and number went by the smiles on their faces began to become impossibly wide. The other schools were good, but they were better. And now it was their turn to show everyone what a unified and prepared Glee Club could do.
As the curtain pulled away it revealed Quinn and Rachel sitting in the center of the stage on barber chairs that had been modified with a set of wheels on each one. Both girls sat in a simple pair of black shorts, a crisp white button up t-shirt, and comfortable flip flops. Neither girl wore any makeup and their hair lay natural against their heads, free of any products. Even without, they looked beautiful. Two large beams of light were focused on the girls as they sat comfortably in their chairs.
As the opening strings of their duet started a soft pink light illuminated the rest of the stage just enough to see the silhouettes of their teammates standing around them, frozen in place. As Quinn's melodious voice began to sing the silhouettes began to move around them slowly, swaying to the beat.
I wish I could tie you up in my shoes, make you feel unpretty too.
I was told I was beautiful, but what does that mean to you?
Look into the mirror whose inside there? The one with the long hair.
Same old me again today.
Around the girls the silhouettes began to move gracefully to the beat. Rachel kept her eyes closed as Quinn sang, listening peacefully to the blonde's voice. When Quinn finished her verse Rachel's strong voice rang out throughout the auditorium, the recent drama with her fathers fueling the passion behind it, sending chills up everyone's spines.
The lights on Quinn and Rachel expanded to cover the entire stage at the same time she began to sing. The boys all wore black suits and black shoes and were fastidiously groomed. The girls all wore dresses of glittery sliver that were cut for each of their shapes to accentuate their bodes, and wore matching shoes. Their hair was perfectly done with not a strand out of place, and each one wore makeup that looked like it had been done by a Hollywood Makeup Artist.
In the front left corner Brittany and Mike were slowly performing a sensual dance, in the other corner Santana and Blaine mimicked their moves perfectly. Each couple twirling and dipping beautifully, letting the rhythm of the song move their bodies. The dance was a mixture of both classical ballet and R&B and the couples would continue to dance their intoxicating number throughout the rest of the song.
In the middle of the stage behind the girls Finn stood in front of a large white screen holding one of the girl's Ipads. To each side of him was a white room divider and Artie and Tina were in front of one. In his lap Artie held a tape measure, and next to him Tina stood with a rack filled with dresses. In front of the other screen stood Dave and Lauren, Dave mirroring Artie and Lauren mirroring Tina. A few feet on either side of Lauren and Tina stood Kurt and Mercedes. Each one of them stood next to a rolling cart covered in makeup and hair supplies. Puck stood to the left of Rachel staring down at her intently swaying to the music, and behind Quinn stood Sam mirroring the mohawked boy's rhythm.
My outsides are cool, my insides are blue.
Every time I think I'm through it's because of you.
I've tried different way, but it's all the same.
At the end of the day have myself to blame.
I'm just trippin…
As the girls began to sing the chorus together Puck and Sam came to their sides and gently pulled them out of their seats. Both guys gracefully spun the girls in a circle, while looking their bodies up and down once before twirling them back to Dave and Artie who began to measure the girl's bodies carefully while Lauren and Tina took notes behind them.
You can buy your hair if it won't grow.
You can fix your nose if he says so.
You can buy all the makeup that Mack can make.
But if you can't look inside you.
Find out who am I too.
Be in the position to make me feel so damn unpretty.
As the girls started singing the bridge Artie and Dave both made a twirling motion with their hands and the girls were pulled behind the white room dividers, which were backlit with lights so bright that the girls were perfect shadow silhouettes behind them. At the behest of Dave and Artie, Lauren and Tina began pulling dresses off the rack and showing them to Puck and Sam, who shook their heads no until the girls pulled out dresses identical to the ones the other girls wore. Both boys nodded once and then dismissively waved Lauren and Tina behind the curtains. Thanks to the backlighting you could perfectly see as the dresses were pulled over Quinn and Rachel's passive bodies.
I feel pretty.
Oh so pretty.
I feel pretty, and witty, and bright.
As Rachel began to sing the second verse both girls walked out from behind the dividers wearing the dresses and shoes the other girls wore. They swayed softly in front of them as they were backlit with the soft pink color again. As they sang the second verse both girls were inspected by Puck and Sam who nodded at them and slowly twirled them back to the chairs they had sat in before. Each boy made a signal with his hand and Mercedes and Kurt wheeled over the carts next to the girls and began to do their hair.
Never insecure until I met you, now I'm being stupid.
I used to be so cute to me.
Just a little bit skinny.
Why do I look to all these things?
To keep you happy.
Maybe get rid of you and then I'll get back to me.
As the girls started the chorus again Puck and Sam circled them, watching intently as Kurt and Mercedes quickly but expertly styled their hair until Rachel's was full of body and in an up-do, and Quinn's was feathered out with just the slightest curls. Nodding once the boys pointed at the makeup and then the girls.
My outsides are cool, my insides are blue.
Every time I think I'm through it's because of you.
I've tried different ways, but it's all the same.
At the end of the day I have myself to blame.
Keep on trippin.
As Kurt and Mercedes began applying makeup to the girl's faces Sam and Puck walked towards the back of the stage and began talking to Finn, periodically looking over to see the progress Kurt and Mercedes were making.
You can buy your hair if it won't grow.
You can fix your nose if he says so.
You can buy all the makeup that Mack can make.
But if you can't look inside you.
Find out who am I too.
Be in the position to make me feel so damn unpretty.
As the girls began to sing the bridge the large screen came to life and an image of both girls as they had been before the makeup and dresses appeared on the screen. As they sang Finn began to operate the Ipad using software that Cosmetic Surgeons use. Sam and Puck talked to him nodding as the pictures of both girls began to be edited, first shrinking Rachel's nose and shaving a couple of inches off of Quinn's waist and stomach.
I feel pretty.
Oh so pretty.
I feel pretty, and witty, and bright.
And I pity.
Any girl who isn't me [tonight.
Oh, oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh.]
[Tonight…
Oh, oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh.]
[Tonight…
Oh, oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh.]
[Tonight…
Oh, oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh.]
Kurt and Mercedes finished and both girls now wore the perfect makeup that the other girls wore. Above them the pictures of them had been edited and re-edited until both girls were only vaguely familiar under the breast augmentations, and facial reconstructions they had undergone. Both with full plump lips and pounds shaven off from where they were needed to make the girls look healthy.
[I feel pretty.
You can buy your hair if it won't grow.]
Oh so pretty.
You can fix your nose if he says so.
I feel pretty, and witty, [and bright.
You can buy all the makeup that Mack can make.]
The girls stood up from their chairs now and Kurt and Mercedes hooked them to the back of their carts and rolled them off stage as Sam and Puck came up from behind the girls and began to dance against them slowly. Each with one laid one hand on their girl's waist as the reached down with their other to begin moving the girl's bodies with their own, and slowly twirled the girl once before standing next to them with their backs turned to the audience. The rest of the group moved towards the middle of the stage until they formed a long line. In order from left to right going Lauren, Blaine, Santana, Dave, Finn, Sam, Quinn, Puck, Rachel, Artie, Mercedes, Kurt, Tina, Mike, and Brittany; each one had their left hand resting on the shoulder of the person next to them.
But if you can't look inside you.
Find out who am I too.
Be in a position to make me feel so.
Damn unpretty.
As the girls sang the last two lines of their number in purple unison the stage lights once again contracted until only the two girls could be clearly on the stage and the others were shrouded in darkness. As the music ended the lights became dimmer and dimmer until the stage was black.
I feel pretty.
But unpretty.
The auditorium was silent as the audience waited on the edge of their seat for what would come next. Suddenly the spot lights flashed back on this time focused on Mercedes and Tina. A soft purple light flooded the stage and as the two girls began sing everyone pushed on the shoulder of the person to their left, shifting the whole line.
To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in a box to the left.
To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in a box to the left.
Kurt stepped out of the line this time and looked over his shoulder at the girls for a second before twirling both of the girls under his arms to stand in front of him. The rest of the group partnered up with the person on their left and began to do a sort of soft tango, letting the beat of both songs mixed together guide them in perfect unison across the floor. Tina looked at the petite boy before walking away from him and began singing her line as Mercedes joined the boy in a tango behind her.
Oh' you look so dumb right now.
Standin' outside my house.
Tryin to apologize, you're so ugly when you cry.
Please, just cut it out.
As Tina was finishing her verse one partner out of every couple began to stray their eyes to the couple dancing to the left of them. The other partner quickly put a hand under their chin and forced them to do the same. Mercedes watched Kurt watching Tina as she sang and as the gothic girl finished jumped away from the boy as if she had been burnt. Kurt hit his knees in a begging position as Mercedes strutted forwards and began her own verse.
You're standin' in the front yard.
Telling me how I'm such a fool.
How I'll never find a man like you.
Got me twisted.
Jumping to his feet Kurt positioned himself between the girls and pulled them both towards him before spinning him away and walking cockily to the front of the stage and staring flashily out into the audience as the girls began the chorus. Behind them the group tangoed switching partners periodically, always one of them pushing the other to the left and excepting the new partner to the their right. The people at the ends with no partners danced to the back of the line and then erupted in the middle to start the process over.
You must not know 'bout me.
You must not know 'bout me.
And the curtains finally closin'.
That was quite a show.
Very entertaining, but it's over now.
Go on and take a bow.
I can have another you in a minute.
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute.
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking.
You're irreplaceable.
As Mercedes began to sing the next line, Kurt's face became one of shock as both girls moved in on him from the right and pushed him roughly to the left.
So go ahead and get gone.
You better hurry up.
Again Kurt fell to his knees and began to plead with the girls in earnest as they ignored him and belted out the verse.
And call that chick and see if she's home.
Oops, I bet ya thought that [I didn't know.
And the award] for the best liar goes to you.
What did you think [I was putting you out for?
For making me believe] that you could be faithful to me.
As the girls began to sing the chorus again one person out of every couple dancing behind them hit the floor and began to plead as well, while the other person crossed their arms and stared down at them looking rather amused.
You must not know 'bout me.
You must not know 'bout me.
And the curtains finally closin'.
That was quite a show.
Very entertaining, but it's over now.
Go on and take a bow.
I can have another you in a minute.
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute.
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking.
You're irreplaceable.
As the girls began to sing the last verse the people on their knees began to bob up and down on them, begging up to their partners as they were ignored. Kurt covered his ears with his hands and leant over on the floor as the girl's circled him singing, their voices filled with passion as they delivered the final blow.
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you.
And don't tell me you're sorry 'cause your not.
Baby, when I know you're only sorry you got caught.
Baby I won't shed a tear for you. I won't lose a wink of sleep.
'Cause the truth of the matter is, replacing you was so easy.
And you put on quite a show, really had me going.
Now it's time to go.
So go on and take a bow.
You are replaceable.
As the girls sang their final line the stage darkened until only the faintest hint of people upon it could be seen. The music for their final number started up with a slightly longer instrumental piece at the beginning and their was a shadowed flurry of movement upon the stage before a soft blue light began to slowly illuminate the entire stage, casting an almost eerie glow to the audience that was now sitting on the edge of their seats.
When the lights became bright enough for the group to be shown they revealed Blaine, Finn, Sam, Puck, Kurt, Dave, and Mike standing in a line center stage. Each guy wore a crisp black fedora atop their heads and held open large black umbrellas in front of them. Their white shirts had been untucked and now hung loosely below their black jacket tops which had been partly unbuttoned and their ties had been loosened as well. Artie rolled out onto the stage as the boys began to sing the opening, with his own hat on and stared cockily out into the audience.
UH-UH HU YAH!
GOOD GIRLS GONE BAD!
TAKE THREE!
ACTION!
GO!
As Artie sang the word go suddenly all of the girls appeared from behind the boys. Gone were the dresses and in their places were the black shorts and white button ups that Quinn and Rachel had been wearing at the beginning. When the lights had gone down on Mercedes and Tina's numbers the girls had quickly hurried off stage to where Shelby, Finn's mother Carol, Ms. Pillsbury, Shuester, and Cliff were waiting.
The five had acted as a well oiled production line. Shelby and Carol helped the girls remove the dresses which were actually buttoned with snaps in the backs for easier removal and had unbuttoned the girls top few buttons. Next they went to Pillsbury and Shuester. Pillsbury hurriedly put ties around their necks and helped the girls pull out black suspenders which had been tucked in their shorts, while Shuester sat on the floor removing the girls gold heels and replaced them with shorter black ones. Cliff ran from girl to girl pulling their hair down and touching it up until all of their hair was naturally down. As the boys began to sing the opening the girls had run ducking down the line to stand behind them and their umbrellas before the light became to bright on the stage.
Each girl strutted in front of the boys Santana opened her mouth and began to sing as the girls stole the boy's fedoras and put them on top of their own heads. Each girl danced against the boy behind her and the boys held their opened umbrellas to their sides.
You have my heart, and we'll never be worlds apart.
Maybe in magazines, but you'll still be my star.
Baby cause in the dark, you can see shiny cars.
That's when you'll need me there, with you I'll always share.
Cause I'm…
Suddenly all of the boys shifted to the right of the girls and brought their umbrellas above their heads. They smoothly reached up to them and pulled down another fedora that had been stuck to the inside of their opened umbrellas with Velcro.
I'm singing in the rain.
We'll shine together.
Just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
Singing out together.
I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above.
I'm singing, singing in the rain.
You can stand under my umbrella.
As the group came together for the chorus a light mist began to ring down upon them. The blue lights on the stage reflected in each drop and the girls stood with their backs pressed up against they boys under their umbrellas, each couple moving their hips side to side with the beat.
Ella, ella.
Ay, ay.
Under my umbrella.
Ella, ella.
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay-ay.
As the chorus ended the girls danced out into the mist and strutted through the water now gathering under their feet. Santana danced in place sexily as she sang out to the audience and the other girls copied her motions.
These fancy things.
Will never come in between.
You'll find my entity.
Here for eternity.
When the world has done it's part.
When the world has dealt it's cards.
If the hand is hard.
Together we'll melt your heart.
Cause I'm…
As the boys started up again the water was now dropping down harder on them as the slid towards the girls, umbrellas high above their heads as Puck started them off.
I'm singing in the rain.
We'll shine together.
Just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
Singing out together.
I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above.
I'm singing, singing in the rain.
You can stand under my umbrella.
As the girl's joined the boys again for the chorus the rain began to fall harder down upon them, and they began to kick at the water at their feet, sending it up in glowing arches. In the audience Cliff and Shuester ran through the front two rows handing out rain ponchos and smiling widely at the stunned look on the audience's faces.
Ella, ella.
Just singing in the rain.
Ay, ay.
What a glorious feeling.
Under my umbrella.
I'm happy again.
Ella, ella.
I'm laughing at clouds.
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay-ay.
So dark up above.
Ella, ella.
Ay, ay.
I'm singing.
Under my umbrella.
Just singing in the rain.
Ella, ella.
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay-ay.
The rain was falling down hard down around the performers as the boys' drug their umbrellas through it and flicked water out at the audience. The girls splashed water around as well, soaking each other until their white shirts revealed black camisoles under them and their hair laid flat against their head, but still managing to look amazing even tousled and wet.
It's raining, raining.
Oh baby, it's raining, raining.
Baby come here to me! Come here to me!
It's raining, raining.
Oh baby, it's raining, raining.
Baby come here to me! Come here to me!
The entire group now slid from side to side and the boys tossed off their jackets as they prepared for the end of the song. Then entire group pressed against each other in undulating mass, their bodies moving in perfect sync to the beat as they moved as one person. Months of practice showing through.
I'm singing in the rain.
Oh baby.
Just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above.
The suns in my heart.
And I'm ready for love.
As the group sang out the last of the song they tossed their fedoras out into the audience to be caught by the audience that was going wild at this point. Most of it was made up of the McKinley High students who were for once proud of their Glee Club, especially considering it held pretty much every popular person in the school.
My umbrella.
Hey-hey, hey-hu-hey.
My umbrella.
Hey, hey, hey-hu-hey.
My umbrella!
The song ended and the audience roared to life standing on their feet and clapping
as the water stopped pouring above the group and they stood, gasping for air with large smiles on their faces.
"And that was the McKinley High New Desertions!" The announcer screamed as the group scurried off of the stage, the school special effects club running on behind them to start vacuuming up the water and rolling up the lipped canvas underneath them that no one had really noticed had been there even during Rachel and Quinn's song.
"We totally just kicked ass out there!" Puck shouted jumping up and down as hugs were exchanged all around the group. High off of adrenaline they even pulled Carol, Shelby, Schue, Pillsbury, and Cliff into sopping wet hugs as the five tried to hurry them out of their wet costumes and into their regular street clothes.
"You guys did amazing out there," Schue said passing out towels.
"Amazing? We could of dived off that stage and been passed around on our backs," Sam gleamed as he ran into one of the changing stalls.
"All right guys, hurry up now. They're going to announce the winners in five minutes," the teacher said smiling widely.
"Please we all know they are just going to hand us the damn trophy," Santana said cockily heading into her own stall.
"True that girl," Mercede's hummed as she dried off her hair.
"Hey Quinn you did awesome out there," Finn said stepping up next to the blonde who was drying Rachel's hair. The blonde looked at him sharply for a second before nodding a tight thank you and looking back down to her petite girlfriend. "So you're mad at me then?" He grumbled glaring down at Rachel.
"Yes Finn I am," Quinn snapped as she directed the boy's eyes back to hers.
"Quinn I'm sorry it's just-"
"No Finn," the blonde growled cutting him off. "We're not going to do this right now. Now back off before I show you just how mad I really am."
"Whatever," the boy grumbled slumping off. Quinn looked down to Rachel and the girl looked up at her just as they heard the jock yelp. Looking over they saw him jumping on one foot and holding his other in his hands as Santana walked towards them smirking.
"Sorry Finn," she called over her shoulder. "Thought you were a prop."
"You did that on purpose," the boy yelled as Carol walked up to him and led him towards a chair.
"You didn't just cripple him for life did you," Rachel asked in amused tone as the Latina plopped down on the chair next to her.
"What Finnoscence? Naw I just accidentally ground my heel into his foot," the girl said crossing her legs and revealing a pair of three inch stilettos.
"What am I going to do about him?" Quinn asked in a rather annoyed tone.
"We'll deal with him later Quinn," Santana said putting a tanned hand on the girl's arm. "Let's not let him ruin this awesome moment."
"Okay," the girl said smiling softly down at Santana's dark eyes.
"Alright guys to the stage!" Schue said clapping his hands together in excitement.
Soon the New Directions stood on the stage huddled in a group between Jane Addams and Havenbrook. Rod Remington walked onto the stage smiling cheerily out into the audience blowing small kisses to the small group of housewives that came to anything the man had to do with.
"Well without further ado I'm here to award third place to Jane Adams." The girls from the school smiled begrudgingly as they took the small trophy and exited the stage. "And now first place and the school will be going onto Regionals to compete against Dalton Academy and Jacqueline Kennedy High School is McKinley High School's New Directions!"
The group erupted in ecstatic cheers as they ran to grab the trophy and a check for a large check for a thousand dollars for their Club. "We're number one!" The shouted as they jumped up and down with the trophy held between them.
Through all the jumping and cheering Santana managed to snag Rachel and Quinn and pull them backstage away from watching eyes. "We're going to Regionals," she said hugging them to her sides.
"I can't wait," Rachel hummed as she relaxed into Santana.
"This has been a good day," Quinn said smiling as she looked at the girls with bright eyes.
"Yes it has," Santana said kissing the girls soft lips once before kissing Rachel's. "Yes it has."
