-Chapter 14-
-Shelby pov-
I look out at the courtyard and frown. The New Directions are all dressed up. What is Will trying to do? The kids do not even look happy to be doing this!
(Lyrics from genius)
[DAVE]
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
[FINN]
I used to cop in Harlem – all of my Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
[PUCK]
Cruisin' down 8th Street, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five
Jigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from...
[NEW DIRECTIONS, (MERCEDES) & PUCK]
In New York (Ayy, aha)
Concrete jungle (Yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (Yeah)
Now you're in New York (You're in New York) (Aha, aha, aha)
These streets will make you feel brand-new (New)
Big lights will inspire you (Come on)
Let's hear it for New York (You're welcome, OG)
New York, New York (I made you hot, jigga)
[FINN]
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Dude, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of brothers walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the meltin' pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambaataa, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act
[PUCK]
Eight million stories out there in the naked
City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it
Me? I gotta plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice Cee Lo, three card Molly
Labor Day Parade – rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the Kingdom – I'm from the Empire State that's...
[NEW DIRECTIONS, (MERCEDES) & PUCK]
In New York (ayy) (yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (That boy good) (You can't do)
Now you're in New York (You're in New York)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand-new (MERCEDES: New, brand-new)
Big lights will inspire you (MERCEDES: oh, oh)
Let's hear it for New York
New York, New York (MERCEDES: yeah)
[FINN]
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is
Lined with casualties who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse – don't bite the apple, Eve!
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin is a pity on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
[FINN]
Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
"Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
Dub, MHS got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
[NEW DIRECTIONS PUCK, MERCEDES & FINN]
In New York (in, in, uh) (Mercedes: yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of (Mercedes: made)
There's nothin' you can't do (Mercedes: you can't do)
Now you're in New York (MERCEDES: You're in New York) (Mercedes: yeah, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new (Mercedes: new)
Big lights will inspire you (Mercedes: you)
Let's hear it for New York
New York (Mercedes: New York), New York (MERCEDES: yeah)
[MERCEDES]
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say, "Yeah, yeah"
"Yeah, yeah"
[NEW DIRECTIONS, MERCEDES]
In New York (New York)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York (New York, New York)
These streets will make you feel brand-new (Brand-new)
Big lights will inspire you (Inspire you)
Let's hear it for New York (New York)
New York (New York), New York (New York)
"That was terrible" I nod and turn toward my daughter "You think they will get anyone new?"
"Possibly" I shrug and we start walking toward the main doors "If not then they do not"
"Who the hell do you think you are?!" We both turn toward Frans yelling "Back the hell away from my sister!"
"You act like you are her girlfriend" We make our way over toward them quickly now "Are you two not just sisters?"
"If they were or were not?" The boy turns toward us "What is the problem here?"
"I asked this one for her number and she said no so I asked if we could be friends" Sam points to Fran "This one snapped and was pretty much ready to kill me!"
"Fran he can be friends with Quinn" Rachel puts a hand in Frans "Friends are always nice"
"Just friends" Rachel nods and Sam looks confused "What Blondie?"
"You seem like you are with your own sister!" The three share a look between themselves "Oh my god you three are!"
"So what?" Quinn raises a eyebrow "Is that a problem to you?"
"Now I just never had heard of this before..besides the internet" He looks genuinely fine with this "I was told you were single though"
"By who?" Sam bites his cheek and I can see the girls getting angry "Son this stays between us"
"The Finn guy who is quarterback" I stop the girls from storming off "Please do not say anything! He promised me playing time in our next game! Plus he said I could have a duet or solo at the next competition the club has!"
"Thanks for telling us" He nods and I look at the girls "You can do as you please but leave the directions alone"
They all groan but agree reluctantly. I walk to my office and see an envelope on it. I look around and then slowly open it. I sigh as I see it is the sectionals theme.
The theme for it will be youth. Now I have to figure out a set list that is set on youth. I hear a knock on the door and then. I raise a eyebrow when I see it is William standing there.
"Look...we need the kids back" He walks into the office "We only got two new people and Dave is only on for football"
"You bullied my daughter and the others" He does not even look guilty or like he has a ounce of shame "William there is nothing that can make me dissolve this club"
"We had something Shelby" He walks over and starts stroking my arm "We could have something major again"
"If you do not unhand my girlfriend I will murder you" William jumps back as Maribel walks in "I advise you to go and help your kids who are stuck in the club room"
"They are?" She nods and will runs out "It is push not pull!"
"Thanks" She nods and walks over then hugs me "What are you doing here?"
"I was hired as a help to the club and a gym assistant" Maribel smiles "So now we get to be closer"
"That sounds wonderful" I give her a chaste kiss before nodding toward my desk "Want to help me make a set list?"
"I think the gym is calling me" She quickly walks out of the room "Bye love!"
I chuckle and sit down at my desk. The road to sectionals is definitely going to be a long and bumpy one for me.
