Thanks to chase83, kiralol101, Nelle07, elohcin, and NovemberDreamer for the reviews. Sorry that this chapter is so short but I'm trying to spread the story thin until I can catch up with the show. I have my own ideas but I don't want them to contradict the actual show too much. But anyway here it goes.
After signing everyone in at the front desk, the McKinley glee club sat in the lounge waiting to move into the auditorium. Ms. Pillsbury and Rachel tried to relieve everyone's anxieties about going last, but everyone appeared to be in a non-lifting sour mood. Everyone's mood turned even worse when they watched the Jane Adams girls perform Mercedes ballad and Proud Mary in wheelchairs. Someone had leaked their set list.
Becca's Point of View
The Jane Adams girls have just started Proud Mary. Our entire row is tense. I can't take it. "I'm going to get a drink of water Ms. Pillsbury." I explain then ease out of the row. The urge to escape had grown. Not only am I feeling like crap for personal reasons but now there is practically nothing we can do to recover from this. Haverbrook will most likely be performing Don't Stop Believing then when we go up we'll look like idiots. Can this day get any worse?
"Becca are you okay?" Oh look my day just entered the pits of hell.
"What do you want Puck? Because my patience is wearing thin and I really want to hit something. You being at the top of the list."
"I deserve that. If you want to take a swing I won't stop you."
"Maybe later." I meant it.
"Can we talk?" He looked down at his feet ashamed at being in this position. I can tell he hasn't had too much practice feeling bad about hurting a girl.
"I'm not sure if now is the right time."
"But you'd be willing to talk later I mean."
"I don't know Puck. I'm not sure you deserve a chance. But we have a past. You have saved me from certain situations I would have hated. So yes in the future we will talk.""You should know I never meant to hurt you. Quinn was going to give the baby up and I."
That's when I cut him off. "No. I don't want excuses or explanations. I just want to be left alone. When I'm ready to talk I'll come to you."
I go to push past him to get back into the auditorium before he can see my tears but he does something I wasn't expecting. He grabbed my right arm, pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Deep and passionate. If I wasn't mad at him I would have dragged him to the nearest closet. My hands began to wrap around him when I caught myself. I pulled away quickly.
"I just wanted to do that in case it was my last one." Sadly I did the only thing that came naturally. I slapped him across the face. Not hard but he got the point.
Puck's Point of View
I deserved that slap. But the kiss was way worth it. I know I'm an idiot. I've been telling myself this ever since I fell for Becca. But the reasons for me being an idiot have changed several times. First it was because I stopped thinking of Becca as a geek. Then it was because I realized I liked her. Then I let her go and end up with Wes. And I guess I've been an idiot ever since I found out Quinn's having my baby and I didn't tell Becca. If I had been straight with her maybe she would have understood. Of course she would have. That's one of the things I think I love about her. Becca can look at things from all different kinds of angles. She's not narrow minded. I just hope she gives me that kind of consideration. Even though I don't deserve it.
I can't believe I've fallen in love with the girl of my dreams and now I'm an idiot because I've hurt her.
Normal Point of View
Becca and Puck arrived back in the auditorium at the end of Proud Mary. Everyone sat through their final song then bolted for the door as soon as they called break. Inside the green room everyone began to melt down. Ms. Pillsbury called Mr. Schue, while Artie decided to ram his wheel chair into the wall repeatedly. Rachel paced the room clearly flustered more so than everyone else. Becca sat quietly in one of the chairs trying to develop an answer to their new problem. She didn't come back to glee only to have their moment stolen by the competition.
When Haverbrook started their set with Don't Stop Believing, Rachel finally lost it. She stood up and demanded the other to meet her in the green room. Once back in their private room, Becca took up her previous seat and watched as the glee club turned on each other, mainly the Cheerios.
"Yes Sylvester sent us to spy on glee but we didn't know why?" Quinn explained. Everyone regarded her much like Puck. Unimportant.
"Well I didn't give her the set list." Santana said.
"Why should we believe you?" Kurt posed the question.
"If you repeat this to anyone I'll deny it but I like glee. I mean I really like it. It's the best part of me day. And I wouldn't want to ruin it." Everyone looked at her suspiciously expect one.
"I believe you." Becca said. It was the first time she had spoken to the group since the bus ride. With Becca giving her approval, the others seemed to accept Santana's enjoyment of glee.
"I gave Coach the set list but I didn't know what she'd do with it." Brittany said in her air head kind of way.
"What do we do now? It doesn't matter Sylvester screwed us. What can we do so we don't look like complete idiots out there." Becca said.
"We still have an hour. Mercedes what other songs do you have in your repertoire that you can do for a ballad?" Rachel asked.
"Nothing that would sound as good without practice. You'll have to do it Rachel."
"No we all decided on you. You are a great singer."
"But you're better when it comes to coming up on the spot with something."
"Yes. As much as I hate to admit it. And I do. Rachel is the better choice. If someone has to belt out a ballad on the fly she can." Kurt added.
"Are you sure? Because I have been working on something since I was four." Everyone laughed, even Becca.
"And we can finish with Somebody to Love. That's always a crowd pleaser." Quinn said. The gang nodded in agreement.
"That and a can of soup will still get us third place." Puck said. "We still need a song all of us can sing." Almost everyone sat silently trying to come up with a song. Becca was hoping Puck would burst into flames. She knew she was suppose to be thinking about the competition but he had gotten into her head again. Becca was on the verge of tears for the umpteenth time and ready to run out the door when Finn came in.
The room fell even more silent as everyone collectively held their breath. Even Becca was shocked out of her depression. "I have a song. I got the music off the internet. Made copies with the Cheerios copier then trashed the thing." Finn put the song on the table. Becca let out a laugh at seeing the title, You Can't Always Get What You Want. "Mike, Matt, Brittany, Santana you are the best dancers. Come up with something and the rest of us will follow."
"It's going to be choppy." Mike said.
"Good. We're better when we're loose. If we show the judges we believe in us then they will too." The dancers headed to the large table followed by most of the others. Rachel, Quinn, and Puck remained standing, all hoping to talk to Finn. Becca stayed seated as she continued to look over the song.
