"I Am Not a Word I Am Not a Line I Am Not a Girl That Can Ever Be Defined."
-Nicki Minaj
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*Joy*
No.
It can't be.
Can it?
It can.
This summer… party… Amber was gone…
Mick.
Shit.
"Fabian!" Joy ran to her friend, sobbing her eyes out, "Fabian, Fabian I need to tell you something!"
"Joy what's wrong?" Fabian asked.
Joy looked up at him, her sight almost blinded by her tears, "I'm pregnant."
The news hit him like a ton of bricks, "A-Am I the-the-f-"
"No," Joy said, "No, you're not the father."
"Who is?"
"You can't tell anyone." Joy told him, sobbing harder, "It's Mick."
"Joy, y-you… have to tell him." Fabian stuttered.
"But Amber-"
"You have to tell him." Fabian repeated.
"Nina!" Eddie yelled, running to Nina at her locker, "So, are you doing anything Saturday? You haven't really returned my calls."
"Eddie, I kissed you out of jealousy." Nina admitted closing her locker and leaning against it, "I'm sorry but, I have feelings for someone else."
"Who? Do they have a girlfriend or something?" Eddie asked.
"No. But, when I kissed you… I thought they did." Nina sighed.
"But what about know?"
"As far as I know he's single." Nina said.
"So go for it." Eddie shrugged leaning over and kissing Nina's cheek.
And of course Fabian saw.
"Happy with your new boyfriend?" he asked, once Eddie had gone.
"Eddie isn't my boyfriend Fabian and I have no feelings for him. And I never have." Nina admitted.
"Oh." Crap, so Fabian had quit for nothing then, "Then why did you kiss him?"
"I was trying to make… someone jealous." Nina sighed, "It was stupid."
"Well, I was actually on my way to beg Mr. Winkler for re-entry in glee." Fabian muttered.
"You're in." Nina beamed.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, we need the recruits. Mrs. Valentine said that if we don't place at Regionals, we're disbanded."
"Will Mr. Winkler and the Glee Club report to the auditorium please?"
Fabian and Nina glanced at the PA system, shrugged, and walked toward the auditorium. Along with Mr. Winkler and the Glee Club, Mrs. Valentine stood on stage with her arms crossed.
"As of right now," she shouted, "My choir doesn't have to money to buy they're voice-improving shakes because a certain glee club has taken part of our budget. So, because I need it fully restored… Glee club must place at Nationals to stay."
"What?" everyone shrieked.
"Are you kidding?" Fabian shouted, and everyone turned to the person who they thought had quit, "We-we're a first year club! We don't have the experience!"
"Sorry it's quit now or place at Nationals."
"Okay guys," Mr. Winkler said, "We can do this."
At the next meeting, everyone should have been celebrating that they had enough recruits. But, they weren't. They were just upset that they wouldn't be able to keep the club.
About three weeks past of weak performances, zero heart, and pitchy singing.
*Jason*
I have no idea how to get them out of this funk. Nina won't stop pulling on her split ends. Mara refuses to open her mouth. God, Jerome won't stop yelling at everyone-
"YOU CAN'T SING NINA!" Jerome yelled at Nina who promptly burst into tears.
Fabian's the only one who trying to hold this together. He keeps trying to get everyone back into a good mood. He can't even get Nina to listen.
"Nina Martin!" Fabian shouted from the hallway.
Nina, confused, looked behind her. Fabian ran toward her, a bit of angry look on his face.
"You suck, you know that?"
"Excuse me?"
"Yeah, everybody's in this… funk and you're in just as deep a depression as everybody. You have to help me Nina! We have to get this club under control or we're going to lose! Sectionals is next week!"
Nina looked at him for a moment, before letting out a sigh and sliding to the ground. "I know," she muttered as Fabian slid next to her, "I just… I'm having trouble seeing what we can do. I mean, I have faith in this club and maybe in four years when we're seniors we'll have a shot at Nationals. Fabian, we're all freshman! It's going to be very hard."
"But we'll do it." Fabian promised, putting his arm around her.
"How do you know?" Nina asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Because I believe in this club," Fabian said, "And I believe in you."
Before either knew what was going on, Fabian was kissing her.
"Mick?" Joy mumbled, coming up next to him at his locker.
"Yeah Joy what's up?" Mick asked, throwing his stuff in his locker and pulling out a gym bag, clearly not noticing the distress on her face.
"I need to tell you something." Joy muttered.
"Can you tell me later?" Mick asked, glancing at his watch, "I have basketball practice. And with that Mick was gone.
Joy needed a girl by her side with this. She couldn't tell her mom.
She couldn't tell Amber, she's a blabbermouth.
She couldn't tell Patricia, because she still hated her for ditching her all those years ago.
She couldn't tell Mara, because she'd lecture her about safe sex and not getting drunk.
"Hey Nina?" Joy muttered, going up to her.
"Yeah Joy." Nina asked, a smile on her face.
"I know that look," Joy smiled slightly, "Fabian finally got up the nerve to kiss you didn't he?"
"Yeah," Nina sighed, "He did. But he didn't ask me to be his girlfriend."
"He'll come around he's just shy, you know that." Joy waved it off, "But I actually needed to tell you something. It's really important."
"What is it?" Nina asked.
"I'm pregnant."
Nina took in the information and nodded her head, "You need to schedule a doctor's appointment."
"Right," Joy mumbled.
"I'll go with you." Nina smiled.
"Thanks Nina," Joy breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't a fan of doctor's offices, having Nina there would make it a bit better.
"And who's the father?" Nina asked.
"Uh… Mick…" Joy sighed.
"Have you told him."
"Not yet."
"Well, we'll get through this Joy." Nina smiled.
