Finn's Thoughts:
Halloween. I don't understand it. I mean sure, once every year we get to dress up and pretend to be six year olds. Of coarse, it's hard for me, since I'm like six feet tall but I still get to eat the extra candy that we get from the young kids.
I just don't see how teachers don't even act like its Halloween. Right now, I'm sitting in Spanish with like, the coolest teacher ever and he keeps saying stuff like, "Dulce o travesura!" and stuff.
I don't know thats probably why I'm failing.
"That's you Halloween costume?" Izzy said sarcastically, looking at the ball around Sonny's body. She looked, like the sun, and the fact that Sonny didn't know how ridiculous she looked made it even more hilarious to the blond teen.
Sonny smiled more cheery then usual. Her face was completely yellow, from the temporary highlights in her hair to the bright yellow lipstick on her lips. Her arms were resting on the huge yellow ball around her. It was covered in yellow sparkles so the material was scratchy and when, in direct sunlight it could re-blind a blind person. She was wearing yellow stockings (most likely borrowed from Rachel) and yellow flats with bows on them. Her shoulders were draped with a thin, see through yellow cloth to be the sleeves and covered with sparkles. The yellow bag in her hand read,: "Have a Sunny Halloween!" and by the looks of it, the bag was as well covered in sparkles.
Izzy got off the couch she had just slept on, still wearing her 'Don't Touch My Junk' shirt with hot dogs and cupcakes on them, along with the matching Pajama bottoms she got at David&Goliaths and circled Sonny thoroughly. She smirked. "You look like Rachel and Tawni had a kid, and that kid got sent to the sun on some NASA mission and grew up as an alien on Planet Sun." Sonny's frown imminently turned upside down.
"The sun-" Sonny attempted to sit on the fold-a-bed, but failed and ended up falling over, making Izzy laugh so hard it woke Quinn up.
"Be quiet!"
Izzy chuckled again and crossed her arms over her shoulders, receiving a death glare from Sonny. "As I was saying," Sonny went on, not even going to attempt to get up until her devil little sister left the room. "was that the sun is not a planet, it is a star."
"Oh..." Izzy looked at the side, but her head immediately whipped through the wind and stared at Sonny. "Nu-uh."
"Uh-huh!"
"No, the sun isn't a star, it's-"
"-then what is it then?-"
"-it's a planet, that's why it's in our solar system- duh." Izzy immediately smirked again and skipped to the kitchen. "Hey do you know what time it is?" Izzy asked, the ruffling of food approving that Izzy was finding something for breakfast.
"Time for you to go back to third grade." Sonny mumbled, looking for her phone. That soon being interrupted by a scream from upstairs.
A wet Quinn, wearing a white robe and white towel on her head, came down the stairs basically hyper-ventilating. Izzy coming out the same time. "What the hell was tha-" Izzy looked at Quinn coming down the stairs, a red bowl in her hand, a spoon filled with milk and color full circles showing that she was enjoying a nice bowl of Trix cereal. Izzy smiled. "You know if the stairs wasn't carpeted you would've slipped and fell and I would've been laughing my ass-" Izzy froze, looking at the two teens in front of her look at her with suspicion. "-ss cot off...?" Izzy smiled, then took a big bite of cereal and sat back down on the bed.
"So what time is it?" She asked, looking down at her cereal bowl, chewing slowly on her food.
"Eight twenty!" Quinn shrieked, finally calmed down.
Izzy spit her cereal out, it flying all over the living room floor. "WHAT?...is the big deal?" Izzy took another innocent bite of cereal, making Sonny roll her eyes, being used to her sisters attitude and turned back to Quinn. "What time does school start?"
"Eight thirty five!-and what the heck are you wearing?" Quinn said, her eyebrows raised to her hair, looking Sonny's outfit carefully. "You're not actually going to wear that to school, right?" Sonny looked confused.
"What's wrong with it?"
Quinn glanced at Izzy who was still eating her cereal like nothing was going on, staring at the ceiling. When she noticed Quinn looking at her, she just shrugged. "Yup, she's that stupid."
"Okay you're the one who thinks that the sun is a planet."
"It's in our SOLAR. SYSTEM."
"You guys ready?" the knock on the door made the three girls all jump out of there skin, Quinn's towel almost falling off her head, Sonny's highlights almost flying out, and Izzy's bowl of cereal almost dropping to the floor. But Izzy grabbed her backpack from off the floor next to her, put the bowl of cereal on the arm of the couch, wiped her mouth with her hand and opened the door, leaving Quinn running upstairs and Sonny just standing where the two had left her.
"Lets go." Izzy said, patting Chad on the head as she skipped out to where the door to outside was where the bus was waiting. Chad stared at Sonny.
"Yeah, I don't think you're going to fit on the bus..." This made Sonny roll her eyes and strut out the door, her hair almost hitting Chad in the face. Chad chuckled.
"Bag?"
Sonny ignored Chad, not getting the idea that Sonny had left yet her backpack, AND her trick or treat bag in the living room. Chad sighed and walked into the room. He was wearing black jeans with a white and blue striped shirt a McKinley High Football Jacket. He picked up both the bags and walked towards the door, being interrupted by Quinn. Her wet hair was dripping over a Jean dress with buttons from the top to bottom with a red and white striped shirt. She was wearing pink flats as well. "Why do you like her so much?" Quinn asked, crossing her arms over her shoulder and grabbing her backpack and a jacket so when her hair was dry, her shirt was as well.
Chad looked confused. "Who? Sonny? Ha, no..." He looked to the side and walked out the door ignoring the blond haired girl next to her as they raced to school.
Choir Room; 4th Period (12:51)
Mr. Schuester coughed, his light eyes staring at the urgent teens in front of him. One, Izzy Monroe, golden hair, green eyes, glasses, and only wearing a tank top and short shorts with cupcakes on them seemed...interesting. By the looks of her, Will could tell she wasn't to bright of a person, the way she was staring up at the ceiling with satisfaction like Brittany would do once and a while, her mouth slightly moving at the fact that she was trying to hide the gum in her mouth. She was related to Miss Sonny (today, literally) Monroe, one of the Glee Clubs newest stars so she could be an alright singer.
Schue slowly turned his head to the next blond, same age as Izzy. Blond hair that barely reached his elbows with natural brown highlights. His Hazel eyes we're staring at all the instruments in the corner. He was especially staring at Finn, who was playing the drums. He seemed like a nice guy, Mr. Ryan Enrique Cooper, even if he was a Cooper.
"...Fine. You guys can audition." Izzy whispered yes to herself and clapped her hands together in excitement, the smile on her face proving that she was a Monroe. Ryan smiled and slid his hands in his pockets.
"-but here are the rules." Izzy and Ryan looked at each other as in, 'Uh-oh' but slowly turned their heads towards their new teacher as he started talking.
"Uno. No Hats or gum." Izzy spit her gum on Ryan's shoe, which Ryan didn't notice until he took off his hat and through it near his stuff on the floor. Will stared at Izzy, but Izzy just innocently smiled.
"Two. No spying. Yes Izzy, I saw you staring at the Cheerio's sign up sheet this morning-" Izzy blushed and brought her shoulders up to her head and looked down, kicking her slippers on the waxed tile floor. "- and I know, like your brother, you'll probably want to be in football-"
"But, what makes us immediate spies if we're in Cheer leading or Football?" Ryan asked. A few of the heads looked up or turned, like Quinn's and Santana's and Will looked at them for help. "They...they just don't like us. Anyway-"
"Why?" Izzy's green eyes we're shouting curios, somehow glimmering in the low light of the classroom. Now the room was dead silent.
"No one really likes talking about it..." Rachel explained, her eyes looking everywhere in the room. Izzy and Ryan had that look in their eyes. That look that says, "C'mon, just tell us. We won't care." The thing Sonny knew, especially with Izzy, is that she WILL care, and if they tell her the story that Quinn had explained to her the night before when Sonny asked if Quinn thought she should join Cheerios, Sue will become an enemy. Those two in the halls together would be like an atom exploded. In a competition, World War Three. Sonny shivered at the thought. Of coarse, she'd never even really talked to Sue Sylvester, let alone knew what she looked like, but from Quinn's experience, she seemed like a nightmare in real life. Ryan wouldn't be as bad as Izzy, but he'd diffinetly start some sort of battle that he would never end.
Will sighed. "Anyway, rule three. No brother sister wars. I know how siblings are, I went to the same school with two older brothers in high school-" Izzy stared at Sonny, trying to ignore the humiliation she had been getting from her sisters homemade outfit. "-so don't do anything...stupid."
There was a small minute or so of silence as the groups eyes were either on Sonny, Izzy or Ryan, but that moment stopped when Ryan asked about the audition. Mr. Shue wasn't really expecting this, and they had already wasted about ten minutes of class while Will thought in his head about the decision he was making. The rule was: Anyone who auditions, gets in, but something didn't feel right about these two.
"I'll have you audition in this weeks assignment. Okay, now everyone sit down." Once everyone was seated (Sonny occupying two seats), Mr. Schue began talking, as he wrote on the white board, 'Thanksgiving'. "Now guys, I know it's Halloween, and I know you're all excited, but we need to start working on songs about being thankful, because I have got us booked...in a part..." by now everyone was leaning in there chairs, waiting for Mr. Schue to spit it out. "...in the Cincinnati Thanksgiving Parade!" The Cincinnati Thanksgiving Parade, was basically like the Macy's Turkey Day Parade, but it's local, not known around the country and it's not on TV.
Happy whispers went around the room immediately, everyone was smiling and talking. Until Rachel mentioned this one little detail: "I thought Vocal Adrenaline always performed at The Thanksgiving Parade..."
"Who the hell is Vocal Adrenaline?" Izzy asked, looking more confused then ever.
Mercedes turned to Kurt and whispered so no one would hear, "Aw hell to the wan that's my word-"
"A competing group in our state." Finn said. They're really good, they had this guy last year named Jesse St. James and he-" Rachel pinched his knee as her hand was resting on it as her face pinched up. "Uh, right...sorry..."
"So who is-"
"You know what Izzy, it doesn't really matter."
"But I just want to kno-"
"To answer your question Rachel, what I meant to say is we have auditions for the parade in a week and a half, on November tenth. So we got to work guys. Think of songs about being thankful, not songs you're thankful for. Lets get working!"
Everyone slowly got up getting on their phones or on youtube to try and find a song about thankfulness that wasn't from Barney or Dora The Explora.
Izzy slowly approached Mr. Schue. "Can I go to the bathroom, Mr. Schuester?"
"Uhm, sure, yeah go ahead." Izzy smiled and skipped out the door, but instead of making a left to where the bathroom was down the hall, she turned a right, towards the outdoor basketball court.
Considering it was October in Ohio, it was raining so Izzy stayed in the covered area. Taking out her phone from her bra, she dialed the number Mr. Robert Condor had made her memorize and pushed send.
"Condor, we have a problem."
A.N. I finally updated! :D
Yeah, so this chapter was kind of suckish, but now we're getting to some parts of the plot!
So, reviews are very much appreciated! :)
~Izzy =]