My Insane Life Chapter 7: The Competition, a glee fanfic

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Chapter 7: The Competition

Saturday morning, the Windsors pulled up outside of William McKinley High School. They had stayed the previous night at Kurt's house, so they didn't have to leave Dalton early in the morning.

Kurt sighed as he looked up at the walls of the high school he would have gone to. Blaine came up behind his boyfriend, putting a hand on his shoulder. He knew Kurt wasn't comfortable with PDA in public, especially with what he had gone through at Lima Public Schools.

"Are you okay?" He asked his boyfriend.

Kurt nodded. "I know no one but the New Directions will be there, but it still doesn't make me feel any better."

"If it helps, we'll be standing beside you the entire time." Reed said, walking up to his best friend and linking arms.

Wes nodded. "Just like that day at the mall."

With one last deep breath, Kurt followed his friends into the school. When they entered the building, they were greeted by Santana and Brittany, who were standing by the door.

"We didn't want you to get lost." Santana explained, as the two girls led them through the school. "We know none of you have ever been in McKinley before. Just a warning, Puck, Finn, and Quinn are not happy about this. They made that very clear to us." She informed them.

The group entered the gym, which had been decorated. There were streamers in McKinley white and red, Dalton blue and red, and even Windsor gold and blue. A stage had been set up in the center of the room, with changing rooms off to the side, for costume changes. The bleachers had been pulled out, and the New Directions were sitting on them, talking, Finn, Puck, and Quinn removed from the others. Ms. Medal was already there, and was standing off to the side, talking to Mr. Schue, along with a lady with red hair that none of the Windsors had ever seen before.

When Rachel spotted the group enter, she ran over. "It's wonderful you could make it." She told the Windsors, guiding them over to the bleachers. "You can sit here, and we will start soon."

Artie looked at them oddly as they sat down. "Don't you have costumes?"

"No, we perform in our uniforms." Kurt explained. "Always have and always will. It's tradition." He said, making air quotes with his fingers.

Blaine chuckled, wrapping his arm around his boyfriend. Now that they were just with the New Directions, the two boys felt more comfortable to show PDA. "Kurt loves fashion, so he hates the uniform."

"It's stifling." Kurt said, pouting.

"Okay, since everyone is here, it's time to get started." Mr. Schue said, addressing the group. "We will start with a New Directions number, since this is their school and change groups every number. Each group will do six numbers, and at the end, the judges will vote. The judges will be myself, Ms. Medal, and Ms. Philsbury here."

"She's the guidance counselor for McKinley, and Mr. Schue's girlfriend." Mercedes explained to the Windsors.

"New Directions, when you are ready." Mr. Schue said, motioning to the group, who all stood up at headed towards the stage.

Kurt then noticed that all the New Directions were dressed in red tops with jeans. He sent a questioning glance towards Mercedes, who just smiled. The group took their places on the stage and Rachel stepped foreward into the mic to address.

"Windsors, the first song we are going to sing has become our anthem over the years. It was the song that stopped Mr. Schue from leaving to become an accountant, back when there were only five of us. So, presenting McKinley High's New Directions."

Finn stepped foreward with Rachel, and they started to sing.

Finn:
Just a small town girl
Living in a lonely world
She took the midnight train going anywhere

Rachel:
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train going anywhere

Puck:
A singer in a smoky room

Santana:
A smell of wine and cheap perfume

Puck and Santana:
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Artie, Finn, and Rachel:
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows
Searching in the night

Streetlight
People
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

Mike:
Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill

Tina and Mike:
Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time

Santana:
Some will win

Puck and Santana:
Some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues

Artie and Mercedes:
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows
Searching in the night

Streetlight
People
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

Mercedes:
Don't stop!

Finn and Rachel with New Directions:
Don't stop believin'

Finn and Rachel:
Hold on to that feelin'

Finn and Rachel with New Directions (Mercedes):
Streetlights
People (Yeah!)
Don't stop believin'

Finn and Rachel (Mercedes):
Hold on to that feeling (Yeah!)

Finn and Rachel with New Directions:
Streetlights
People

Finn, Mercedes, and Rachel with New Directions:
Don't stop!

As the New Directions finished, the Windsors broke into cheers. "That was amazing guys!" Reed said, clapping. "But, can that withstand the power couple of Dalton?" He smirked.

"Who?" Mercedes asked, though she had a feeling she knew what the answer would be.

"Klaine!" The Windsors cheered, as they pushed Kurt and Blaine towards the stage.

Kurt rolled his eyes, but approached the mic. "As the Windsors have said, Blaine and I are Klaine. And I think, we have some pretty dangerous musical chemistry, don't you think babe?" Blaine nodding in agreement. "So be prepared to be blown away."

Blaine stepped up next to his boyfriend, and started to sing.

Kurt:
Live in my house
I'll be your shelter
Just pay me back
With one thousand kisses
Be my lover
And I'll cover you

Blaine:
Open your door
I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet
But sweet kisses I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you

Both:
I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease, you are my love
On life, be my life

Just slip me on
I'll be your blanket
Wherever, whatever
I'll be your coat

Kurt:
You'll be my king
And I'll be your castle

Blaine:
No, you'll be my queen
And I'll be your moat

Both:
I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease, you are my love
On life, all my life

I've longed to discover
Something as true as this is

Kurt and Blaine:
So, with a thousand sweet kisses
If you're cold and you're lonely
I'll cover you
With a thousand sweet kisses
You've got one nickel only
I'll cover you
With a thousand sweet kisses
When you're worn out and tired
I'll cover you
With a thousand sweet kisses
When your heart has expired
I'll cover you

Both:
Oh, lover
I'll cover you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, lover
I'll cover you

The other Windsors and the New Directions, with the exception of Quinn, Puck, and Finn, stood up clapping.

"That was wonderful guys." Tina told them, as the New Directions mounted the stage. "Now, this song we chose, because it really symbolizes our club's friendship." She told them, approaching the microphone.

Tina, Mike, Brittany, and Santana:
So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your job's a joke, you're broke
Your love life's D.O.A
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month
Or even your year, but

Mercedes (New Directions):
I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)

Rachel and Sam:
You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast, so far
Things are going great
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
But she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees and

Quinn, Puck, and Finn:
No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst, I'm best with you, yeah

Artie:
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month
Or even your year

New Directions:
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)

"That was great." Blaine told the group, as he and the Windsors headed towards to stage. "Like you, our song symbolizes our friendship. We thought it symbolized Dalton as well."

Kurt and Blaine:
Flashing lights and we, took a wrong turn and we
Fell down the rabbit hole
You held on tight to me
'Cause nothing's as it seems
Spinning out of control
Didn't they tell us don't rush into things
Didn't you flash your blue eyes at me
Haven't you heard what becomes of curious minds
Ooh didn't it all seem new and exciting
I felt your arms twisting around me
I should've slept with one eye opened at night
We found wonderland

Reed and Shane:
You and I got lost in it
And we pretended it could last forever, eh
We found wonderland
You and I got lost in it
And life was never worse but never better, eh
In wonderland, eh
In wonderland, eh
In wonderland, eh
In wonderland

Wes and David:
So we went on our way
Too in love to think straight
All alone or so it seemed

Ethan, Evan, and Josh:
But there were strangers watching
And whispers turned to talking
And talking turned to screams

Blaine and Kurt:
Didn't they tell us don't rush into things
Didn't you flash your blue eyes at me
Didn't you call my fears with the treacherous cat's smile
Ooh didn't it all seem new and exciting
I felt your arms twisting around me
It's all fun and games, still somebody loses their mind

Reed and Shane:
Oh darling, we found wonderland
You and I got lost in it
And we pretended it could last forever, eh
We found wonderland
You and I got lost in it
And life was never worse but never better, eh
In wonderland, eh
In wonderland, eh
In wonderland, eh
(In won-) In wonderland

Blaine and Kurt:
I reach for you
But you were gone
I knew I had to go back home
You searched the world for something else
To make you feel like what we had
And in the end in wonderland we both went mad

Reed and Shane (Windsors):
Oh, we found wonderland
You and I got lost in it
And we pretended it could last forever, eh (Last forever)
We found wonderland
You and I got lost in it (Got lost in it)
And life was never worse but never better, eh (Never better)
We found wonderland
You and I got lost in it (Wonderland)
And we pretended it could last forever, eh (In wonderland)
We found wonderland
You and I got lost in it (Wonderland)
And life was never worse but never better

In wonderland

"That was great, but how does that symbolize Dalton?" Artie asked, confused.

"Well, did you notice the nicknames used when you toured Dalton?" Kurt asked, the New Directions nodded. "They are all nicknames from Alice in Wonderland. The twins came up with them. I'm Alice, Blaine is the White Rabbit, Wes is the Hare, David is the Hatter, the twins are the Tweedles, Reed is the Dormouse, and Shane is Little Bat. There are more nicknames that other people have. Also, if you've ever spent time at Windsor, it is like Wonderland."

Tina leaned over to Mercedes. "I think you were right about something being off with Dalton. Those lyrics were a little unsettling."

"You're right." Mercedes nodded. "Something is going on at that school, and I want to get to the bottom of it."

The boys of the New Directions stood up, and headed towards the stage, Artie approaching the mic. "So, the New Directions have a traditions of splitting into a boys and girls number before Sectionals. This next number was the one we did this year."

Finn:
I'm hot, you're cold
You go around like you know
Who I am, but you don't
You've got me on my toes

Sam:
I'm slipping into the lava
And I'm trying to keep from going under
Baby, who turned the temperature hotter?
'Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up for you, baby
Come on, girl

Finn (Sam):
I fell (I fell) so fast (So fast)
Can't hold myself back
High heels (High heels), red dress (Red dress)
All by yourself, gotta catch my breath

Sam:
I'm slipping into the lava
And I'm trying to keep from going under
Baby, who turned the temperature hotter?
'Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up for you, baby

Walk in the room, all I can see is you, oh
Staring me down, I know you feel it, too

I'm slipping into the lava
And I'm trying to keep from going under
Baby, who turned the temperature hotter?
'Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up for you, baby

Slipping into the lava
And I'm trying to keep from going under
Baby, who turned the temperature hotter?
'Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up for you, baby

Artie (Finn and Sam):
Yo, we're burning up in this place tonight
Your Brothers sing it loud (And we're feeling right)
Get up and dance (Don't try and fight it)
Big Rob's for real (And that's no lie)
Stop, drop and roll (And touch the floor)
(It keeps on burnin' up) more and more
I got JB with me (Laying it down)
Come on boys, let's bring the chorus around

Sam (Artie):
I'm slipping into the lava
And I'm trying to keep from going under (Yeah)
Baby, who turned the temperature hotter? (Come on, man)
'Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up for you, baby

The Windsors stood up clapping, before heading towards the stage, Wes approaching the mic. "So, this song we sang with the rest of the Warblers last year, to honor how much Dalton means to us."

Blaine:
I walked across an empty land

Windsors:
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand...
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete...

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on...
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin...

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go? So why don't we go?

Oh, this could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know...
Somewhere only we know...

The New Directions broke into applause, and the girls headed towards the stage, Rachel approaching the mic. "So, as Artie said earlier, we like to split into a boys and girls number before Sectionals. Our next number was the one the girls did this year."

Tina:
Divorced

Brittany:
Beheaded

Rachel:
Died

Quinn:
Divorced

Santana:
Beheaded

Mercedes:
Survived

Tina:
And tonight, we are...

All:
Live!

Tina:
Listen up, let me tell you a story

Brittany:
A story that you think
You've heard before

Rachel:
We know you know our names
And our fame and our faces

Quinn:
Know all about the glories
And the disgraces

Santana:
I'm done 'cause all this time
I've been just one word
In a stupid rhyme

Mercedes:
So I picked up a pen and a microphone

All:
History's about to get overthrown

Tina:
Divorced

Brittany:
Beheaded

Rachel:
Died

Quinn:
Divorced

Santana:
Beheaded

Mercedes:
Survived

All:
But just for you tonight
We're divorced, beheaded
Live!

Welcome to the show
To the historemix
Switching up the flow
As we add the prefix
Everybody knows that
We used to be six wives

Raising up the roof
Till we hit the ceiling
Get ready for the truth
That we'll be revealing
Everybody knows
That we used to be six wives
But now we're
Ex-wives

Tina:
All you ever hear and read about

Brittany:
Is our ex and the way it ended

Rachel:
But a pair doesn't beat a royal flush

Quinn:
You're gonna find out
How we got unfriended

Santana:
Tonight we gonna do ourselves justice
'Cause we're taking you to court

Mercedes:
Every Tudor Rose has its thorns
And you're gonna hear 'em live: in consort

Tina:
Divorced

Brittany:
Beheaded

Rachel:
Died

Quinn:
Divorced

Santana:
Beheaded

Mercedes:
Survived

All:
But just for you tonight
We're divorced, beheaded
Live!

Welcome to the show
To the historemix
Switching up the flow
As we add the prefix
Everybody knows that
We used to be six wives

Dancing to the beat
Till the break of day, once
We're done, we'll start again
Like it's the Renaissance
Everybody knows
That we used to be six wives
But now we're
Ex-wives

Divorced

Tina:
My name is Catherine of Aragon
Was married 24 years, I'm a paragon
Of royalty, my loyalty is to the Vatican
So if you try to dump me
You won't try that again

All:
Beheaded

Brittany:
I'm that Boleyn girl
And I'm up next, see
I broke England from the Church
Yeah, I'm that sexy
Why did I lose my head?
Well my sleeves may be green
But my lipstick's red!

All:
Died

Rachel:
Jane Seymour, the only one he truly loved

All:
Rude

Rachel:
When my son was newly born
I died, but I'm not what I seem
Or am I?
Stick around and you'll
Suddenly see more

All:
Divorced

Quinn:
Ich bin Anna of Cleves

All:
Ja

Quinn:
When he saw my portrait he was like—

All:
Jaa

Quinn:
But I didn't look as good
As I did in my pic
Funny how we all discuss that
But never Henry's little—

Santana:
Prick up your ears, I'm the Katherine
Who lost her head

All:
Her head

Santana:
For my promiscuity outside of wed-
Lock up your husbands
Lock up your sons
K Howard is here
And the fun's begun

All:
Survived

Mercedes:
Five down, I'm the final wife
I saw him to the end of his life
I'm the survivor, Catherine Parr
I bet you wanna know how I got this far
I said, I bet you wanna know
How we got this far
Hey!

All:
Do you wanna know how we got this far?
Then welcome to the show
To the historemix
Switching up the flow
As we add the prefix
Everybody knows that
We used to be six wives

Get your hands up
Get this party buzzing
You want a queen Bee?
Well there's half a dozen
Everybody knows that
We used to be six wives
But now we're
Ex-wives!

One, two, three, four, five
Six!

The Windsors broke into applause. "I love Six." Kurt said, nodding approvingly. "It's such a great number for you girls."

The Windsors mounted the stage, and Blaine approached the mic. "So, like your last two numbers, this is a number the Warblers used to practice for competitions."

Blaine:
Remember the words you told me
"Love me 'til the day I die"
Surrender my everything
'Cause you made me believe you're mine
Yeah, you used to call me baby
Now you're calling me by name
Takes one to know one, yeah
You beat me at my own damn game

You push and you push and I'm pulling away
Pulling away from you
I give and I give and I give and you take
Give and you take

Blaine and Windsors:
Youngblood
Say you want me, say you want me out of your life
And I'm just a dead man walking tonight
But you need it, yeah, you need it all of the time
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Youngblood
Say you want me, say you want me back in your life
So I'm just a dead man crawling tonight
'Cause I need it, yeah, I need it all of the time
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh

Blaine:
Lately our conversations
End like it's the last goodbye
Then one of us gets too drunk
And calls about a hundred times
So, who you been calling baby?
Nobody could take my place
When you're looking at those strangers
Hope to God you see my face

Blaine and Windsors:
Youngblood
Say you want me, say you want me out of your life
And I'm just a dead man walking tonight
But you need it, yeah, you need it all of the time
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Youngblood
Say you want me, say you want me back in your life
So I'm just a dead man crawling tonight
'Cause I need it, yeah, I need it all of the time
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh

Blaine:
You push and you push and I'm pulling away
Pulling away from you
I give and I give and I give and you take
Give and you take
You're running around and I'm running away
Running away from you, mmm, from you

All:
Youngblood
Say you want me, say you want me out of your life
And I'm just a dead man walking tonight
But you need it, yeah, you need it all of the time
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Youngblood
Say you want me, say you want me back in your life
So I'm just a dead man crawling tonight
'Cause I need it, yeah, I need it all of the time
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh

You push and you push and I'm pulling away
Pulling away from you
I give and I give and I give and you take
Give and you take
Youngblood
Say you want me
Say you want me out of your life
And I'm just a dead man walking tonight

As the New Directions broke into applause, Puck leaned over to Finn and Quinn. "We are in serious trouble for Sectionals."

Finn nodded. "We need to figure out a way to sabotage them. Maybe by breaking up the fag couple." He said, indicating to Kurt and Blaine, who were sitting on the bleachers a few rows down from them, Kurt's head resting on Blaine's shoulder. "You up for that Quinn?"

Quinn however, was not paying attention, instead she was deep in her thoughts. The more time she spent with Kurt, Blaine, Reed, and Shane, the less she felt like they were disgusting. She had always been taught that gays were evil, that they were going to hell. But, she was also taught that you would go to hell for being pregnant before you were married, and that had happened to her the year before. The same people who taught her that Christians should be kind to everyone, abandoned her when she needed them the most. So should she really do the same to Kurt, Blaine, Reed, and Shane? She had some serious thinking to do.

"Quinn, Quinn, earth to Quinn." Puck said, snapping his fingers in front of her face to snap her out of her thoughts.

Quinn blushed. "Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts."

"So, are you in?" Finn asked her.

"Sure." Quinn said, lying.

Puck grinned. "Let's do this."

Santana approached the mic, this time alone. "I would like to make an announcement. It was actually you four who inspired me to do this." She said, gesturing to Reed, Blaine, Shane, and Kurt. "I've decided that I need to be true to myself, and to my friends. And what I am is gay. I love Brittany." She said, gesturing to the blonde dancer, who blushed. "And if you have a problem with that." She said, staring pointingly at Quinn, Puck, and Finn. "I will be a bitch to you. So, I would like to sing this song for all of you."

I've always been the kind of girl
That hid my face
So afraid to tell the world
What I've got to say
But I have this dream
Right inside of me
I'm gonna let it show
It's time to let you know
To let you know

This is real, this is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I wanna be
This is me

Do you know what it's like
To feel so in the dark?
To dream about a life
Where you're the shining star?
Even though it seems
Like it's too far away
I have to believe in myself
It's the only way

You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
This is me
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I wanna be
This is me

The Windsors broke into applause, and Kurt stood up to address Santana. "I'm glad you were brave enough to do that. Not everyone has that much courage."

Reed and Shane headed towards the stage, the rest of the Windsors staying sitting. Reed approached the mic. "While Klaine may be the power couple of Windsor, Rane does come in at a close second." He stepped away from the mic and the two began to sing.

Reed:
Kiss me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreamings
Could not foresee
Lying beside you
With you wanting me

And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance

And crossed some border line
And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine

Shane:
Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Through different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell

Both:
Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time

Shane:
Say there's no future
For us as a pair

Both:
And though
I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is through
And know I'll be here
Holding you
As long as you're mine

As the applause from the New Directions died out, Quinn mounted the stage, ignoring the questioning looks from her teammates. As she approached the mic, she sighed. "I've realized that I have not been the nicest person. Growing up, I was always taught that being gay is an abomination and a sin, and something like that was hard to shake. But, after watching Kurt and Blaine, and Reed and Shane, and Santana coming out, I realized everything I was taught was wrong. I mean, I was also taught that having a child out of marriage was evil, and I remember first hand how terrible it felt when my own family turned their back on me. So, this is my apology for being a bitch to Kurt, Reed, Shane, and Blaine. You four were nothing but nice to us when we toured Dalton, and I was a judgmental bitch for no reason."

I've missed your calls for months it seems
Don't realize how mean I can be
'Cause I can sometimes treat the people
That I love like jewelry
'Cause I can change my mind each day
I didn't mean to try you on
But I still know your birthday
And your mother's favorite song

So I'm sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind

Oh
Oh
Oh

I run away when things are good
And never really understood
The way you laid your eyes on me
In ways that no one ever could
And so it seems I broke your heart
My ignorance has struck again
I failed to see it from the start
And tore you open 'til the end

And I'm sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind

And someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me

Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind

And someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me
And someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me

As Quinn sat down, Puck glared at her. "What the hell Fabray? I thought we had a plan."

"You two had a plan." Quinn said, glaring. "Kurt and Blaine have done nothing but be kind to us, they haven't done anything wrong."

"Yes they did, they decided to be fucking fags." The room went completely silent.

Quinn turned around to see all the Windsors and New Directions staring at the three in shock. She shook her head and went to sit next to Mercedes and Tina. "If this is how you two are going to react, I don't want to be friends with you. And Finn, we're over."

Finn and Puck stood gaping at the girl, but she simply ignored them.

Blaine and the rest of the Windsors stood up awkwardly, before moving to the stage. "I sang this song when I finally decided to admit my feeling to Kurt, after a lot of pushing by this group, on both of our ends. So, enjoy."

People say we shouldn't be together
We're too young to know about forever
But I say they don't know what they talk, talk, talkin' about (Talk, talk, talkin' about)

'Cause this love is only getting stronger
So I don't wanna wait any longer
I just wanna tell the world that you're mine boy
Oh

They don't know about the things we do
They don't know about the "I love yous"
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us,
They don't know about the up all nights
They don't know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right

Baby they don't know about
They don't know about us (They don't know about us)

Just one touch and I was a believer
Every kiss it gets a little sweeter
It's getting better
Keeps getting better all the time boy

Baby, they don't know about (They don't know about us)

They don't know how special you are
They don't know what you've done to my heart
They can say anything they want 'cause they don't know about us

They don't know what we do best, that's between me and you, our little secret

But I wanna tell 'em
I wanna tell the world that you're mine boy

Baby they don't know about

Baby they don't know about
They don't know about us

They don't know about us

As the song ended, the emotion was too much for Kurt, and he leaned in, reenacting their first kiss. After a few seconds, the two pulled away, giggling, blushing, and looking down.

"Why are you acting like that?" Mercedes asked, eyebrow raised. "We've seen you two kiss before."

"Yeah, but we just reenacted our first kiss." Kurt said, his and Blaine's hands swinging.

"Wait, that was your first kiss?" Tina asked. The two boys nodded and the girls broke out into coos.

"Okay," Mr. Schue said. "The judges and I have deliberated, and we decided, that it's a tie. You were both amazing and the real winner will be picked at Sectionals."

The New Directions groaned. It was obvious that this was a common occurrence.

"I have an idea." Rachel said, standing up. "Since this was a tie, how about we do a number together?"

"What do you have in mind?" Kurt asked the brunette diva.

Rachel smirked. "Have you heard of a little musical called Rent?"

Santana:
Benjamin Coffin III?
The enemy of Avenue A

David:
Hey man,
You've got a whole lot of nerve showing your face here after what just happened

Sam:
Listen guys,
This was not my fault

Santana:
Go to Hell

David:
You put the cops on stand by

Sam:
Yes, but I never wanted it to get out of control

David:
Why did Muffy—

Sam:
Alison

David:
—miss the show?

Sam:
There was a death in the family

Kurt:
Who died?

Sam:
Our Akita

Wes and David:
Evita

Sam:
They make fun, yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood
Where people piss on your stoop every night?

Bohemia, Bohemia's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Bohemia is dead

Wes:
Dearly beloved
We gather here to say our goodbyes

Blaine and David:
Dies irae, dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal veyitkadash

Wes was picked up and the group carried him over their heads.

Wes:
Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On this night when we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass
You bet your ass, to
La vie Bohème

New Directions and Windsors:
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème

Wes:
To days of inspiration
Playing hooky
Making something out of nothing
The need to express
To communicate
To going against the grain
Going insane
Going mad

To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension
To starving for attention
Hating convention
Hating pretension
Not to mention, of course
Hating dear old Mom and Dad

To riding your bike
Midday past the three-piece suits
To fruits
To no absolutes
To Absolut
To choice
To The Village Voice
To any passing fad

To being an us, for once
Instead of a them

New Directions and Windsors:
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème

Santana pulled Brittany closer to her.

Josh:
Ahem

Santana:
Hey, Mister
She's my sister

Mike:
So that's five miso soup
Four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner
Two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls

Rachel:
Ew

Blaine:
It tastes the same

Quinn:
If you close your eyes

Mike:
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?

New Directions and Windsors:
Wine and beer!

Quinn and Kurt:
To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou

Santana and Blaine:
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation

Wes:
Mucho masturbation

Santana and Blaine:
Compassion, to fashion, to passion
When it's new

Blaine:
To Sontag

Kurt:
To Sondheim

Tina, Quinn, Mercedes, and Rachel:
To anything taboo

Blaine and David:
Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham, and Cage

Blaine:
Lenny Bruce

David:
Langston Hughes

Santana:
To the stage

Mercedes:
To Uta

Blaine:
To Buddha

Rachel:
Pablo Neruda, too

Wes and Quinn:
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em

New Directions and Windsors:
La vie Bohème

Santana pulled Brittany to her, and started to make out.

Josh:
Sisters?

Santana:
We're close

Brittany and Santana moved away, revealing Kurt and Blaine, and Reed and Shane making out.

Kurt, Blaine, Reed, and Shane:
Brothers!

Wes, Kurt, Quinn, Rachel, Mercedes, and Tina:
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men
Pee-wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana

New Directions and Windsors:
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame, never playing the Fame Game

Blaine:
To marijuana

New Directions and Windsors:
To sodomy
It's between God and me
To S & M

Josh:
Waiter... Waiter... Waiter!

New Directions and Windsors:
La vie Bohème

Blaine:
In honor of the death of bohemia, an impromtu salon will commence immediately following dinner. Maureen Johnson, just back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot, will perform Native American tribal chants backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello, which ain't never studied

David:
And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an erection on high holy days

Wes:
Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap will perform her famous lawn chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being stirred

And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song

David picked up a guitar, before playing a few cords and setting it down.

That doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz"

Blaine:
Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub

Kurt:
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist, including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. retro-reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:

New Directions and Windsors:
"Actual Reality - ACT UP - Fight AIDS!"

The group collapsed laughing, as Kurt and the other Windsors hugged the New Directions goodbye, making plans to go shopping and hang out before Sectionals. Puck and Finn stood off to the side, scowling. Suddenly, Puck got a phone call from an unknown number and stepped off to the side to take it.

"You go for Puckerman. What do you want?"

"Hello Noah."

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"My name is Sebastian Smythe. I got to Dalton and I heard you want to break Kurt and Blaine apart."

"How did you find that out?"

"I have eyes everywhere. But, I have a proposition for you. I want to break them apart as well, I want Kurt. I know you want Quinn Fabray. If you help me get Kurt, by breaking Kurt and Blaine apart, I'll help you get Quinn Fabray. Oh, and tell your friend Finn Hudson that if he helps as well, I'll help him get Rachel Berry."

Puck smirked. "You've got yourself a deal."

Songs Used:
Don't Stop Believin': Journey
I'll Cover You: Cast of Rent
I'll Be There for You: The Rembrandts
Wonderland: Taylor Swift
Burning Up: The Jonas Brothers
Somewhere Only We Know: Keane
Ex-Wives: Cast of Six
Youngblood: 5 Seconds of Summer
This is Me: Demi Lovato and Joe Jonas
As Long As Your Mine: Cast of Wicked
Sorry: Halsey
Always: Isak Danielson
La Vie Bohème: Cast of Rent

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