Disclaimer: If I had owned Glee, its characters or the used songs I wouldn't be still living in the Netherlands and Glee wouldn't have ended.
Special thanks to all of you who are still following this story for your patience.
English still isn't my native language. For that I have jenmer61977 as my amazing beta.
A.N.: I'm changing things up a bit to make it fit better for what I have in mind later on in the story. I have changed all the chapters I had until now and am working on brand new chapters. I can't promise updates will come regularly but I do promise that I will do everything I can to finish both this and Changing Directions.
The rest of the week flies by with planning for the memorial and upcoming auditions. They pretty much had it all set and had started rehearsing all of the songs they had chosen. Sunday they are having a final dress rehearsal before the actual memorial on Monday.
Noah is pretty quiet through all of the planning except to give his opinion when asked. He hasn't decided what he wants to sing yet or what he can handle singing and at the end of rehearsals on Friday his head is a total mess and he isn't sure which way is up or down anymore.
That night he lies in bed and as he thinks about everything, a tune keeps rolling around about all of the things that are going through his head at the moment. So he heads down to the basement where he keeps his guitars and keyboard, hoping for some form of relief. He stays up all night writing in an attempt to try to make sense of everything. He thinks about all that has happened in the last couple of weeks, still not even remotely okay with any of it. Rachel is gone, he still can't wrap his head or his heart around that at all. Shelby and Sue are gone with her, two women that had had such a profound effect on him growing up. Hiram and Leroy are dead.
The all-encompassing loss he is feeling is stifling. He can't breathe as he sits behind the keyboard and it all starts pouring out in the music. Something that had always been such an intrinsic part of all of them flows through his fingers and out on paper. He doesn't know how to say what he is feeling. He can't say it to them anyway but that thought pushes other thoughts out and the song in his heart forms with the tune in his head into a living breathing thing.
In the wee hours of the morning as he sits there and sings it in its entirety tears fall in waves from his eyes, but he doesn't let them hinder his voice as he pushes the song out. He doesn't know that his mom had been listening for the last hour or that she had called Santana because she knows when he is done that he will break and that no one but her can help him with this the way he needs. Both women stand there and just wait.
As the song ends silent sobs start to rack his body and with a sad smile at Deborah, Santana walks up to him, wraps him in her arms, whispering 'She's safe' in his ear over and over while they cry together.
When he starts to calm, he looks up into her eyes, "How did you…" He starts to say but Santana puts a finger on his lips and stands up.
"Your mom called me. We need to finish it." She states as she walks over to the guitar in the corner. "Play it again."
Noah looks at her like she is crazy for a moment as she gets the guitar ready then she turns to him with an eyebrow raised and he looks down at the keys and begins again.
When it is done he shakes his head with tears streaming down his face. "I need you to sing it. I can't do it. I know she's not… but I still feel like she is, in here," He says pounding on his chest above his heart. "I can't…"
Santana sits next to him once more and wraps an arm around his shoulders. "I know," She kisses his temple. "We'll need to change the key a little. Do you think you can sing back up during the chorus for me, duet style?"
He thinks for a moment and with a stiff nod he dries his eyes. Santana just smiles sadly. "Excellent, then let's get started."
They work for a few hours. It is late afternoon when they finish the song completely. Luckily for them Rachel had left her laptop with the most professional songwriting and recording software in the studio where Noah had found it and took it home with him. So they are able to load the song into the program, from there they can add every single instrument they wanted and the program will find the right rhythm for that specific instrument. Once she is satisfied she sets it to burn a few different CD's, one with just the music and one with them singing to the music. She also set it to print out all of the different instruments that they added to the track.
They look up at each other with a smile and Santana nudges his shoulder with hers, wiping a tear that escapes from her eyes. "I think she would have liked it."
Noah nods, leaning into her. "Yea, yea she would have liked it."
"Do you think you can handle going to the studio for a while so we can record it?" She asks him.
"We've already been there since the fire happened," he shrugs. "So yeah. I think I can."
"You think the others can?" She wonders.
Noah looks up sharply. "We can't do this song at the memorial. We don't have time to get it perfect and I don't think I could get through it in front of the whole school. I didn't write it for that San."
She sits back down next to him and rubs his shoulder. "I know you didn't but it's perfect. This way you don't have to come up with something else to sing. I know you were struggling with that, but this is your solution. Our friends are good enough to get it down between now and Monday." She sighs deeply. "I really want to record it. Rachel would love to hear us do this song together."
Sitting deep in thought for a few moments he finally nods his head on a sigh. "Okay. Call them, but let them come here first so we can warn them. You can't enter the studio without seeing the house or what's left off it. The sight of the house is horrible and not everybody can handle something like that. Let it be their choice to come with us to the studio."
An hour later they are all sitting in Noah's basement and Santana finishes handing out the lyric sheets. Noah just sits with his head down at the keyboard, letting Santana take the lead on this because he just can't handle it. It's just too raw at the moment.
As she finishes handing out the music she steps over to the laptop. "Don't say anything yet I'm going to play this song then we'll talk about it."
They all look at her confused but nod as she starts the song. Halfway through the first verse half of them already have tears in their eyes and by the time the chorus is through they are all in tears. When it's over Artie dries his eyes looking up. "My god where did you guys find this song, it's breathtaking?"
Santana smiles sadly towards Noah who has yet to look up. "Noah wrote it and I helped with the arrangements." She pauses as gasps ring out and almost everyone looks at him stunned. "We want to use all of your musical talents and have you all play back up for us when we sing this at the memorial."
Everyone agrees and she starts handing out parts. Santana will be singing lead while Noah sings back up playing the piano. Tina agrees to play the violin and they find out Mike has taken lessons with her for years and can play the extra violin part. Dave takes the music for the drums while Artie is assigned the Bass and Matt takes on the electric guitar parts.
Santana turns to Brittany with some more music but Brittany shakes her head. "I don't think I can do this San. I can barely listen to it."
"If you can't do it, I won't force you but I will ask that while everyone else is preparing for it you help me keep an eye on Noah. This is killing him." She asks her and Britt nods watching as he sits quietly.
"Okay guys, one more thing before you can go home to practice your part of this song and to think about what I'm about to ask you," the Latina draws everyone's attention to her again. "We really want to record this song, and every other song we will be singing on Monday. But… because we don't know where to install it yet, we haven't been able to dismantle the studio yet. Therefore it is still completely functioning sitting in Rachel's barn. We've been there when the fire was still raging and after and we will be honest with you, it is a horrible sight. Think about if you could handle the sight of the house, and if you think you can't let us know. Than we have think of something else."
They all look at each other before Tina speaks up. "We have already been there." At Santana's confused look she clarifies. "From the moment it became clear that it was their house and that mama S, mama C and Rachel died in that fire. We've been there every day over the past week and have seen people from all over town and Akron coming by to pay their respects, leaving all kinds of stuff like flowers, stuffed animals and even pom poms. The main entrance on Bellefontaine Rd. has become a memorial of its own. Even the investigators have been using the other entrance. So, to answer your question, if we handle going over there and recording these beautiful songs. The answer is, yes we can handle that."
"Wow, seems that they were more loved then we all thought. I need to remember to take a picture of it tomorrow." The Latina replies still in shock. "I'll text Emily for the keys. Now go home and start practicing your part. We'll see each other tomorrow at nine a.m. at the side gate of what used to be Rachel's house." With that they all say their goodbye's.
Even though they have a key and permission to use the studio whenever they want, they decide to give Emily and Coach Beiste a heads up. First thing Santana does when she arrives at the farm at eight is take a picture of the sea of flowers at the gate. She and Noah had agreed to come in early to take care of the horses they have neglected these last few weeks but are quickly sent away by the manager and their trainer Holly Holiday. Saying she has it covered but that from this coming Tuesday it will be business as usual and she expects them like normal every day to ride and take care of their animals. After a quick chat they pick up Brittany and head over to Starbucks for coffee and bagels for everyone.
"Have you seen this?" Santana asks the agent, who is already waiting for them at the gate when they arrive back. Showing her the picture of the memorial at the other entrance.
"Yes, I have." Emily confirms. "I didn't think about a picture of it though. Can you send it to me?"
"Are you forwarding it to Rachie?" Brittany asks and Emily glares at the two best friends of her niece angrily.
They both hold up their hands in innocence. "We didn't tell her, we swear." Santana defends themselves. "We didn't have to. It's Britt, she sees things nobody else sees."
"That's right." The Dutch girl shrugs. "I know things and I know these two. Their grief at the funeral was real. But when I saw them next, it was like nothing happened. They acted sad but I could see that in reality they were relieved, happy even."
"My boss is going to kill me with how many people know they're not dead." Emily groans. "Britt, you can't tell anybody about this, understand?"
"Yes ma'am," the blond salutes. "But are you? Going to show them the picture?"
"I don't know Britt. I probably will though. It would make everything a little easier to accept if they know they are missed." Emily thinks out loud.
That discussion is halted when the others arrive and they head over to the barn/studio. The entrance leads directly into a wide open space with a laminated floor that takes up about a third of the whole building. Of course it wouldn't be Rachel's studio if there would be no stage. Where they enter there is a relaxing corner complete with a small kitchen, some couches, a coffee table and a seventy-five inch TV hanging on the wall. There's even a pool and air hockey table. Altogether decorated with enlarged photos of the six of them all through the years. Through the window of the secluded area they assume is the studio they can see some professional looking headphones hanging on microphone stands, a drum set, a piano and a few guitars standing as well as hanging on the walls, with on this side of the wall monitors and a mixing table along with a computer with two monitors standing and one slightly off to the right hanging on the wall which is used for footage of the security camera's outside.
"Wow, guess Rachel really was the spoiled rich brat some of us thought she was." Artie chuckles as he looks around in awe.
"Watch it Wheels, you don't know anything about our girl." Santana warns him. "Her parents may have spoiled her, but she worked her ass off to deserve to be spoiled." He apologizes saying he didn't mean anything by it.
The rest of the day is spent getting the song perfect. Somewhere around noon Deborah shows up with lunch. Watching them in their element making music and recording the song Deborah comes up with an idea and tells her son she wants to talk to him and his sister that night. Once they are done recording the songs, they set up a dry run of the whole memorial including a song Emily gave them the sheet music for.
While they are cleaning up Noah grabs two disks from his bag and hands it to Coach. "I've been trying to decide all week if I wanted to share this and I realized that it's something she would have shared if she had had the chance. I'd like it played at the end of our performances so it's the last thing seen if that's okay. On the other one are a bunch of pictures to show them Rachel was far from the Broadway diva and mama S. not the cold hearted bitch they all thought they were and I'd like to show them during our performances."
Coach smiles, taking the disks. "Of course pumpkin, I'll work them in."
With a nod he moves back over to the others to help get their area cleaned up so they can all go home.
Come Monday they are all excused from their classes after lunch to set everything up for the memorial that Figgins scheduled during the final class of the day. After one last run through they are ready.
Once the announcement comes for the student body to go to the auditorium, they take the stage and get set. As they wait Tina, who is standing the closest to Santana sees her shaking. "Are you ok?" She whispers.
Santana shakes her head looking down. "I don't think I can do it. I can't do this, sing that song and accept that I'll never see her again. She was my sister, my fucking little sister and I miss her so fucking much. I can't…"
Tina quickly moves to her and wraps her in her arms. "I know San and she loved you just as much. You two were like these really odd twins that always knew what the other was thinking and always had each other's backs." She waves off Noah and Brittany who are about to cross the stage towards them and squeezes her tighter. "I took a track of the complete song while we were at the studio and the lyrics and I memorized them and practiced them just in case you couldn't sing it but San…" She pulls her away slightly to look into her eyes. "I know you can do this. She would have done it for you and you are going to go out there and put on the performance of your life to honor your sister and when you are done I will sit and hold you for as long as it takes for you to break down and be calm again. I know I was never as close to you as she or Noah but you are still one of my oldest friends and I got your back."
Taking a shaky breath Santana nods and pulls Tina into the hug once more. "Ok… I can do this… I got this..." She lets Tina hold her close as they listen to the sound of the students filling the auditorium. After one more deep breath she pulls back and takes Tina's hand. "Thank you T. You know I got your back too right."
Tina smiles, giving her hand one last squeeze before releasing her and moving to her spot again. "I know. Just remember, we'll all be right there with you."
Santana nods once more then squares her shoulders. As the seats are finally full Figgins takes center stage. "Good afternoon students. We are assembled here today to honor a fallen teacher and student, Sue Sylvester and Rachel Berry. You may not have liked either one of them, but they were a part of our community and our school and were met with a tragic end. Together with her best friends Noah Puckerman and Santana Lopez she raised the funds to start a new glee club. This same new glee club put together this memorial for her and Coach Sue."
He nods at Coach Beiste and she comes out and takes the mic. "Most of you know me as the football coach or as your teacher in PE but as of last week I am also the new glee club's faculty advisor. Rachel Berry was a lot of things that most people didn't have a clue about but the one thing everyone knew without a doubt was that she was an amazing singer and loved music with a passion. Because of this she set out to start a club that would embody all that she and her friends thought a glee club should. Talent, singing, dancing, comradery, teamwork, and so much more but before she could do this she and her family passed in a tragic fire. First her fathers Hiram and Leroy, then a little while later herself and her mothers, Shelby Corcoran and Sue Sylvester. I have had the privilege to work with the kids that now make up the first eight members of this new club for a little over a week and let me tell you they are amazing kids and have shown me what team work, diligence and hard work can accomplish in such a short time. Not only have these kids arranged this memorial, they have also created a space to work and be everything that Rachel wanted for the group."
She takes a breath then looks to both sides of the stage looking at the kids then looks back. "Now, without further ado I give you McKinley High's new glee club, the Trouble Tones." The students clap a little half-heartedly and quiet down as the music starts and the entire group starts to sing.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles
In laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?
[Noah:]
How about ([Noah and Santana:] Love?)
[Mike:]
How about ([Noah, Mike, and Tina:] Love?)
[Noah and Santana:]
How about love?
[Matt:]
Measure ([Puck and Matt:] In love)
[Matt and Tina:]
Seasons of ([Santana:] Love) ([Mike:] Love)
Seasons of ([Santana and Dave:] Love) ([Puck and Mike:] Love)
[Tina:]
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
The life of a woman or a man?
[Santana:]
In truths that she learned
[Matt:]
Or in times that he cried
[Puck:]
In bridges he burned
[Dave:]
Or the way that she died!
[Mike and Santana with Puck, Kurt, Tina, Dave and Trouble Tones:]
It's time now
To sing out
Though the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
[Puck and Mike:]
Remember the ([Kurt and Santana:] love!) ([Tina:] Oh, you've got to, you've got to remember the love)
Remember the ([Kurt and Santana:] love!) ([Tina:] You know that love is a gift from above)
Remember the ([Kurt and Santana:] love!) ([Tina:] Share love, give love, spread love)
Measure in ([Kurt and Santana:] love!) ([Tina:] Measure, measure your life in love)
[Matt and Dave:]
Seasons of ([Santana:] Love) ([Mike:] Love)
Seasons of ([Tina and Santana:] Love) ([Puck and Mike:] Love)
As the song ends, they roll the piano to the center of the stage and take their places around it while Emily takes the stage, microphone in hand. "My name is Emily. I work for the FBI. Rachel was my niece, her father Leroy was my brother. They and their family were murdered because of who they loved. Every year in this country people are victims of hate crimes. This year alone there have been 8,336 victims of various hate crimes, including race, religion and sexual orientation… 8,336 victims and that's just the ones that report it. We need to raise awareness and stop the hate before other families like my own are devastated by it."
Santana comes center stage and takes the mic. "If we can just start with the people in this room and start accepting that you can't control who you love maybe our generation and those after us will be smarter than our parent's generation that think it's okay to kill 4 people just because they are in loving gay relationships and kill their straight daughter in the process. I don't know about you but something about that seems nine kinds of wrong to me."
Taking her hand she leads Emily to the piano as the others start the music for 'There You'll Be' by Faith Hill. She takes her seat at the piano and starts to play along with them. "Now I might not be as good of a singer as these guys are or my niece was. But back in the day I was a member of the glee club here at McKinley so I'd like to think I'm not half bad. This is for my brother." As she sings, pictures of Rachel and her family start to show on the large projector behind her.
The student body watches in awe as picture after picture of Rachel, Sue and their family play out in front of them. They see sides of Sue and Rachel in a manner they've never seen before, relaxed and carefree. Sue at the stove cooking dinner, Rachel with feverish red cheeks curled up in Sue's lap watching TV. Sue and Shelby cuddled up on a lounge chair in the back yard watching Rachel, Santana, Brittany and Noah swim while Hiram mans the grill and Leroy flitters around preparing everything for the BBQ. What shocks them the most are the pictures of Rachel at the shooting range shooting. On Emily's orders, except for the ones at the shooting range, they didn't use any pictures of Rachel doing things she wasn't known for at school.
A group of Cheerios laughs as they show a comical picture of Sue with her megaphone yelling at them during practice before they all have tears falling down their faces. The New Directions are shocked to see pictures of Rachel with them as well. Santana and Noah had decided that even though they were all pricks, glee had always meant so much to Rachel and she had cared for every person in that club, so they added pictures of all of them with her as well. A picture of Kurt and Rachel leaning over the piano laughing uproariously at something a smirking Mercedes had said
Quickly setting up the music change and the remixed music for the song Shake It Out starts. Santana, Brittany and Tina sing this together as the picture show continues. When they are done, they flow right into Tina singing Someone's Watching over me. Matt, Mike, Dave, Artie and Noah take the stage next singing It's So Hard to Say Goodbye. Noah almost doesn't make it through the song, but Dave and Mike put an arm around him and help him through.
When the song ends everyone moves to their instruments and spread out on the stage to prepare for the next song. Noah and Santana move center stage. Noah sits behind the piano that's been wheeled back on stage with Santana so close behind him, he can feel her body heat calming him down as Coach Beiste stands to the left of the stage to introduce the song. "This song is written by Noah Puckerman and the music arrangements are created by him and Santana Lopez. All of the instrumental for the song will be played by The Trouble Tones. The song is called Address In The Stars."
Noah starts playing and the music just flows out of him.
Santana/Santana and Noah
I stumbled across your picture today
I could barely breathe
The moment stopped me cold,
Grabbed me like a thief.
I dialed your number, but you wouldn't be there
I knew the whole time, but it's still not fair
I just wanted to hear your voice,
I just needed to hear your voice.
As Noah joins in the drums and guitars all start in as well. The music is beautiful and you can hear the pain coming from both of them as they sing. Noah just lets the tears fall through the whole song and sings his part beautifully. He doesn't care who sees him cry, all he can think of right now is Rachel.
What do I do with all I need to say
So much I wanna tell you every day
Oh it breaks my heart,
I cry these tears in the dark
I write these letters to you,
But they get lost in the blue,
'Cause there's no address in the stars.
Now I'm drivin'
Through the pitch black dark
I'm screaming at the sky
Oh cause it hurts so bad
Everybody tells me
Oh all I need is time
Then the mornin' rolls in
And it hits me again
What do I do with all I need to say
So much I wanna tell you every day
Oh it breaks my heart,
I cry these tears in the dark
I write these letters to you,
But they get lost in the blue,
'Cause there's no address in the stars.
Tina moves forward with her violin then Mike joins in. Matt kills the electric guitar and they are all playing their hearts out. It's all Santana can do to control her voice as the vocals pick back up.
Without you here with me,
I don't know what to do.
I'd give anything
Just to talk to you
Oh it breaks my heart,
Oh it breaks my heart,
All I can do
Is write these letters to you
But there's no address in the stars.
As she finishes singing, they play out the end of the song then there's total silence as the slide show finishes as well. The group steps away from their instruments and the student body erupts in thunderous applause. Even the remaining New Directions and Will have tears as they clap reluctantly.
The kids all join in a huge group hug on stage, and Coach walks over and joins for a moment then turns to the students as they calm down. "Now, the last thing we want you to see today is very special and something that will prove how talented and funny Rachel really was, so I suggest you listen and enjoy."
She tells the kids to stay where they are and watch the screen. Once she gives Noah a wink she moves off to start the disk that Noah gave her the day before. He had asked her to edit it and only show the part he wanted everyone to see but she decided to show it in its entirety so the student body could see just what they had been missing all these years by not accepting the girl. She pushes play and steps away to watch.
They all look up as Rachel's face fills the screen. "Noah, are you recording yet?"
Noah's voice comes in from behind the camera. "Not yet hold your horses woman."
Rachel huffs playfully and looks away from the camera, play sulking. "If I wanted to hold my horses I would have just gone home so hurry up. You're supposed to be helping me with this."
Noah laughs and you see him enter the screen kissing her lightly. "I am helping you so cool it Rae."
She chuckles then looks back to the camera realizing the record light is on. "Noah Puckerman you've been recording this whole time. You better erase everything that is not the music."
"Awe, come on Rae the camera loves you. Give me a pose. Come on, you know you want to." Dave, Tina and Santana all giggle along with the laughter of some of the other students as Rachel gives a staged sexy pose and starts giving all these different poses playing it up for the camera.
After a few Rachel laughs slapping Noah. "Ok stop. It's time to get serious. I want you to hear this." The footage was recorded the day before the fire. Rachel knew that it was inevitable that she would be forced to leave and she wanted Noah to have this. She wrote this song just for him.
Noah laughs with her for a moment then clears his throat. "Ok Ms. Berry let's get to work. Show me what you got."
Rachel smiles and sits behind the piano and starts playing and singing.
You were insecure but I was so sure
But I wanted you
Yes I'm powerful, and a little girl
But I wanted you
So I told you so, wanted you to know
We've just one life to live
And I told you all my dreams and fears
And you looked at me and your eyes filled with tears
And you said those three words I'd been waiting for
You became a part of me, yeah
You're mine, for life
And I'll be by your side
We are entwined
You're mine, for life,
Hold me until we die,
I'm yours and you are mine
I'm yours (I'm yours, I'm yours)
You're mine (You're mine, you're mine)
I'm yours (I'm yours, I'm yours)
You're mine (You're mine, you're mine)
Now I'm so happy you found a place for me
Boy you wanted me
Some security and two heartbeats
Boy you wanted me
Then you told me so, wanted me to know
You let the past go
And I told you all my dreams and fears
And you looked at me and your eyes filled with tears
And you said those three words I'd been waiting for
You became a part of me, yeah
You're mine, for life
And I'll be by your side
We are entwined
You're mine, for life,
Hold me until we die,
I'm yours and you are mine
I'm yours (I'm yours, I'm yours)
You're mine (You're mine, you're mine)
I'm yours (I'm yours, I'm yours)
You're mine (You're mine, you're mine)
I'm yours, you're mine
I'm yours, you're mine
When she finishes singing, she looks up to him and smiles. "Well, what do you think? I finished it yesterday. I just need to get together with San and lay a track for it."
Noah comes out from behind the camera wiping his eyes and kneels in front of her. "Rae… That was… I loved it. Thank you."
She smiles as he leans in and kisses her softly. "I wrote it for you."
He smiles and kisses her again. "I love you Rae. Thank you."
He continues to look into her eyes reaching behind him to turn off the camera and the screen goes black. There's silence save for the sobs coming from every member of the Trouble Tones then the auditorium erupts in applause once more.
When it all calms Coach once again takes the mic and the screen lights up with a picture of Rachel and all of her parents. "Thank you for listening to us today. The void we feel from our loss is huge but together we will heal. Together we can be better than the people responsible for causing all of this pain. Thank you again."
With this the students applaud again. Some stand up with the rest following, sans Finn, Quinn, Mercedes and Mr. Shuester, giving Rachel her last standing ovation.
When the applause fades away Santana takes the microphone one last time. "If you liked what you saw today and would like to join The Trouble Tones. Whoever thinks they can sing and dance or play an instrument feel free to sign up. Send an email this coming Friday by ten pm at the latest to with your name, if you can sing, dance or play an instrument and how we can contact you accompanied with a video of you singing, dancing or playing. Emails without the required video attached will not be taken into consideration. If you think you can be of assistance in any other way don't hesitate to email this coming Friday at the latest either. Remember, any extracurricular activity looks good on your college applications." With those final words coach Beiste sends everybody home as the Trouble Tones still stand wrapped up around Noah. When they are finally alone Tina kisses the side of Noah's and Santana's heads whispering in Santana's ear. "I knew you could do it."
Santana hugs her tight then turns to the others. "Come one guys. Let's go order pizza and veg out at my house." They all agree and then they're off.
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Songs used:
Season of Love-Glee version with a few adjustments
There You'll Be by Faith Hill
Shake It Out by Florence + The Machine
Someone's Watching over me by Hillary Duff
It's So Hard to Say Goodbye by Boyz II Men
Address In The Stars by Caitlin and Will
You're Mine by Lea Michele, the live version