*chants* I am a fanfiction writing MACHINE! I am a fanfiction writng MACHINE! I am a-
Sorry about that...
Two chapters, one night. :P
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Jesse went back LA. Few months passed, the seasons changed. November soon came. In all it's colourful, cold haunting glory.
Steffi sat in her own little corner, ignoring the world. She picked at her nail.
"Steff? Steffi? Back to Earth!" Mr. Schue smiled.
Steffi didn't.
"Do have anything prepared?" He continued.
Their assignment was to find a song that revealed something about them.
She nodded. Brad began playing when she reached the front of the classroom.
Remember back in 7th grade?
Endless games of truth or dare
Double dates in dark arcades
When I close my eyes I'm there
I think my mother took this picture
Back when were all just friends
Memories that fade and flicker
Burn again when I pretend
Life is short and life is strange
Trouble now and troubled past
Times have changed they rearrange
And little girls grow up so fast
Feel it how it grows inside me
Swirling ball of anguished cries
Haunted daunted so unwanted
Feel its anger in me rise
Dream a dream then dash another
Life is there to interrupt
Someone out there call my mother
Look at me mom all grown up
Good Catholic girl, her soul is saved
And now of course it comes to this
If only Steffi had behaved
Or ever stopped at just a kiss
It hits me paralyzing shudder
Face the music, take a bow
Just another unwed mother
One more sad statistic now
Dream a dream then dash another
Life is there to interrupt
Someone out there call my mother
Look at me I'm all grown up
Look at me I'm all grown up
Little lies and big decisions
Who to tell and where to go
Follow someone else's vision
Or trust my own cause I don't know
Am I suppose to love this child?
Is it just that simple then?
Tell me how this change will happen
Tell me how and tell me when
Tell me how and tell me when
Dream a dream and dash another
Life is there to interrupt
Someone out there tell my mother
Look at me I'm all grown up
Story ends in total damage
It's an unforgiving world
14, how will I manage?
How can I?
I'm just a girl
"I changed the words a bit." Steffi stared at her feet.
Everyone was now hyper aware of every change in Steffi since they met her. Her tights skirts and skinny jeans had changed to baggy jeans and sweat pants. Her shirts were baggy, but her waist line had obviously grown.
Quinn ran and hugged the girl.
"How far along?" She whispered.
"Five months." Steffi was soon sobbing.
It was only November.
Puck racked his mind, trying to think if he had...screwed her. He couldn't remember. Damn it...
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Jesse soon returned for Thanksgiving break. He was worried, having not heard from Steffi in forever.
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"We meet you, we take you in. Then, THIS?" Mrs. St. James threw the sonogram bill down.
"Ma'am, I can ex-"
"No! You whore! Let me speak! Why are we just finding out NOW? I am your goddamn MOTHER!"
"You are not my mother!" Steffi screamed, standing up, "MY mother died last year! You're just the women who popped ny out of you loins! Who put me into foster care!"
Jesse finally heard the commotion and ran downstairs. "What th-"
Mrs. St. James smiled at him, "Go back up to your room, sweetums."
"Goddamn double standards." Steffi scoffed.
"Out. Now." Mrs. St. James glared. "Anything you leave will be burned."
Steffi reduced to tears. She looked at Jesse, who simply looked away.
"You CONCEITED BASTARD!" Steffi screamed and ran to get things from her room.
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"Mercedes, I was just kic-" Mercedes hung up.
"Kurt, this is Steffi. Just...call back. Please." He never did.
"Puck, this is Steffi-" She was hung up on.
She had gone through everyone in her contacts list on her phone. Quinn was the only one with a real excuse. Quinn's relationship with her mother was still fragile, taking in Steffi would end up with them BOTh ending kicked out.
She looked at the lst name nd mentally swore.
Rachel Berry's house phone.
She dialed, fighting tears.
"Berry household, Hiram speaking."
"H-hello? Is Rachel there?"
"No, sweetie, she's with Finn. Do you want me to leave her a mesage?"
"N-no, j-just-"
"Honey, you sound distressed. May I ask what's wrong? I'm a therapist, my advise is wondeful."
Steffi could HEAR him smiling. "I-I was just kicked-"
"Where are you? I'm picking you up this instant."
Steffi sibbed. That's how mothers were supposed to react. Something Mrs. St. James never did for her.
"A park bench in the city park."
"You poor dear! Hold on, I'll be there in a moment!"
Hiram hung up. Steffi realized that he never even asked for her NAME.
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"I can't believe you," Rachel said once she got home.
Steffi looked up from her bsg, "Pardon?"
"Why HERE?"
"Would you rather me go to Finn's?" Steffi said sarcasticly.
"Touche'"
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There ya' go! Two chapter, one night. (Both have been half finished for, like, a month. Oops.)
Review! Pleeeease!