-Chapter-1-
-Sugar pov-
I just wanted to finally have friends. I know no one really likes me. I figured since my dad is supplying the school it would help. It just made it worse.
I've been slushied 9 times today. I'm on my final outfit too. I just wanna fit in. I don't understand why I can't.
Why does no one like me? I've tried all sorts of things to get people to like me! I know I can't pick up on social queues right. It's not my fault though.
I'm born differently and everyone acts like it's my fault. I sigh and look at the club room in front of me. It's time to try and make some friends. I can do this!
I walk in and do introduction. I told Brad my song earlier. He was happy not to be told hit it. He seems like a nice guy.
I take a deep breath and the music begins. Here goes nothing.
-Sugar singing-
The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real Big Spender,
Good looking, so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind?
So let me get right to the point,
I don't pop my cork for every man I see.
HEY Big Spender,
Spend a little time with me.
Wouldn't you like to have fun? Fun? Fun?
How's about a few laughs? Laughs?
I can show you a good time,
Let me show you a good time.
The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real Big Spender,
Good looking, so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind?
So let me get right to the point,
I don't pop my cork for every man I see.
HEY Big Spender,
HEY Big spender!
HEY Big spender!
Spend a little time with me
I stop singing and see everyone's expressions. It doesn't help though. I don't know what they are thinking. I may have self diagnosed my autism but it's still there.
"Ok!" I look up at a brunette girl "Well keep in touch!"
I nod and walk out the door. I think I did a decent job. Maybe I can get a dancing spot! That would be cool.
"I think I speak for everyone when I say" Oh they are talking about me "Never gonna happen"
I feel my heart break into pieces. That was the club that was supposed to accept everyone. Why am I the different one? Why am I the hated one?
They really did suck in the cafeteria! Do they not wanna know so they can be better? I thought I could actually have friends...a family. But I guess I'm still just Sugar Motta.
I sigh and walk away as my tears fall down. I make a call and quickly get dismissed from school. I get picked up and driven home. It's not really a home.
It's a empty shell I live in. My dad is always busy and just buys me things out of guilt. I can't remember the last time we actually did anything together. Probably when my mom was alive.
I miss having her around. She was a great help to me. She always said she loved me. Whew always knew just how to make my day better.
Now I'm stuck with my damn dad. He was supposed to be off today. I guess he's probably busy but honestly..honestly he doesn't care. He doesn't care about anything but his work.
He has a home closer to his work place. This is pretty much all mine. I walk to the fridge and see I'm missing food. I grab my stuff and sneak into the garage.
I start up a car and drive to the store. I'm tired of being driven everywhere. I get there and park the car. I get out and walk in.
I grab a cart and walk around. I get some food that looks good and easy. After a while of going around I get to the check out lane. I am behind a lady and her baby.
"Mam there is not enough money here" I look and see diapers along with other baby things in bags "We have to take some items off"
"Just put her on my card" I hand over the card "It's no big deal"
The cashier nods and rings her up. After her I'm scanned through and have my stuff bagged. I walk to my car when I see the lady walk toward me. Is this how I die?!
"I just wanted to say thank you" The lady sighs "It's been tough without a job...well you're young and don't wanna hear a sob story! Just thank you so much!"
"No problem" I give her a genuine smile "What job did you have before?"
"Glee club teacher at Carmel high" I feel a plan forming in my head "What?"
"What if you could get a new job?" The ladys eyes go wide "I think we both can help each other out!"
"That would be wonderful" The lady smiles wide "Let me get you my contact info!"
This could be the start of something great.
-Time skip-Rachel pov-
Alright time to make a new MySpace video. Got to get my singing on.
-Rachel singing-
My best friend had a little situation
At the end of our senior year
And like a shot
She and Mitchell got married that summer
Carolann getting bigger ev'ry minute
Thinking, "What am I doing here?"
While Mitchell's out ev'ry night
Being a heavy-metal drummer
They got a little cute house
On a little cute street
With a crucifix on the door
Mitchell got a job at a record store in the mall
Just the typical facts of a typical life
In a town on the Eastern Shore
I thought about what I wanted
It wasn't like that at all
Made Carolann a cute baby sweater
Thinking, "I can do better than that"
In a year or so I moved to the city
Thinking, "What have I got to lose?"
Got a room, got a cat
And got twenty pounds thinner
Met a guy in a class I was taking
Who you might say looked like Tom Cruise
He wouldn't leave me alone
'Less I went with him to dinner
And I guess he was cute
And I guess he was sweet
And I guess he was good in bed
I gave up my life for the better part of a year
So I'm starting to feel like this maybe might work
And the second it entered my head
He needed to take some time off
Focus on his "career"
He blew me off with a heartfelt letter
I thought, "I can do better than that"
You don't have to get a haircut
You don't have to change your shoes
You don't have to like Duran Duran
Just love me
You don't have to put the seat down
You don't have to watch the news
You don't have to learn to tango
You don't have to eat prosciutto
You don't have to change a thing
Just stay with me
I want you and you
And nothing but you
Miles and piles of you
Finally I'll have something worthwhile
To think of each morning
You and you
And nothing but you
No substitution will do
Nothing but fresh, undiluted and pure
Top of the line
And totally mine
I don't need any lifetime commitments
I don't need to get hitched tonight
I don't want you to throw up all your walls and defenses
I don't mean to put on any pressure
But I know when a thing is right
And I spend every day re-configuring my senses
When we get to my house
Take a look at that town
Take a look at how far I've gone
I will never go back
Never look back anymore
And it feels like my life led right to your side
And will keep me there from now on
Think about what you wanted
Think about what could be
Think about how I love you
Say you'll move in with me
Think of what's great about me and you
Think of the bullshit we've both been through
Think of what's past
Because we can do
Better
We can do better
We can do better than that
We can do better than that
"That was my version of I can do better than that!" I smile at the camera "I hope you all enjoyed!"
I post the video and comments roll in. It's all hate from the Cheerios. I frown at all of the negative things. One hurts more than the other.
"You're so talentless that your mom left you! Why can't you get the hint that no one wants to hear or see you? Please stop hurting all of our ears!"
I wipe the tears that fall down. Life will be better. I know it will be better. I'm going to be on Broadway.
What they think doesn't matter! I'm knocked out of my thoughts by a ding. I look down and see a new name on my comments. I smile as I read it.
"You had a small pitchy part but ignore those idiots! That was a great performance! You'll go places I just know it! I hope you have a good life and can't wait for your next video!"
"Cheetahvoice" I smile as I reread the words "Thank you so much"
I walk away from my computer with a huge smile on my face. I have my first fan! Tonight is a night worth celebrating! I can't believe someone really enjoys my singing!
I'll have to make tomorrow's video extra special!