A/N: I KNOW I haven't posted anything for a while, but here it is! Thanks to all the reviewers, story favouriters, and even author favouriters. LOVE YOU! You guys rock. Same with all the people who make me write this stuff (*AHEM* Jude). ON WITH THE SONG! By the way, this chapter was written before Quinn and Sam broke up. I feel like a failure… This is a HUUGE gap.
Brad went up to McKinley high's stage piano, and readied his sheet music. He gave a two bar intro before cueing the couple in. Jesse started singing and managed to lead a waltz at the exact same time, complete with little miss "perfect" Rachel having a bit of a struggle at first, gripping firmly onto his grey hoodie to keep herself from spinning off or falling down due to her dizziness.
"Tell me before I waltz out of your life,
Before turning my back on the past;
Forgive my impertinent behavior,
But how long do you think this pantomime can last?
Tell me before I ride off in the sunset,
There's one thing I never got clear:
How can you claim you're our savior,
When those who oppose you are stepped on,
Or cut up, or simply disappear?"
He got a little more in Rachel's face with every accusation his character made towards hers. Rachel quickly pushed him away, stumbling a little, before belting out a protest.
"Tell me before you get onto your bus,
Before joining the forgotten brigade,
How can one person like me, say,
Alter the time-honored way the game is played?"
She realized the world was no longer spinning, and took Jesse's hand once more. He got himself back into position. "Walk backwards, then forwards." He whispered.
"Tell me before you get onto your high horse
Just what you expect me to do?"
She pushed him back once more, and started acting insanely angry, making Jesse naturally back up.
"Dude, they're like, psychics or something. Maybe they share that Na'vi link, like in Avatar!" Sam told Quinn, who just ruffled his hair and chuckled.
I don't care what the bourgeoisie say
I'm not in business for them,
But to give all my descamisados
A magical moment or two!"
A little nasal and "cute", Jesse thought. But then again, wasn't everything about Rachel a little cute? Not that he would admit it to anyone, namely Rachel herself.
"There is evil,"
The pair broke apart, and began spinning down towards the audience's chairs as they planned earlier, their eyes showcasing determination do verbally stab each other.
"Ever around fundamental system of government
Quite incidental."
As they reached the edge of the stage, Rachel did Eva's signature arm lift and continued to sing.
"So what are my chances of honest advances?
I'd say low,
Better to win by admitting my sin
Than to lose with a halo"
Jesse being the dramatic type went back to leading the waltz, Rachel slightly annoyed: her head was already reeling. He sang:
"Tell me before I seek worthier pastures
And thereby restore self-esteem:
How can you be so short-sighted
To look never further than this week or next week,
To have no impossible dream?"
Rachel began to mockingly shoo Jesse off the stage. Perhaps this was a little more amusing for her than she thought it would be.
"Allow me to help you slink off to the sidelines,
And mark your adieu with three cheers.
But first tell me who'd be delighted
If I said I'd take on the world's greatest problems
From war to pollution, no hope of solution,
Even if I lived for one hundred years!"
"There is evil, ever around
Fundamental system of government
Quite incidental."
The pair sang. Rachel, once again, broke away from her partner.
"So go, if you're able, to somewhere unstable
And stay there
Whip up your hate in some tottering state
But not here, dear
Is that clear, dear?"
Rachel then looked in pain for a few seconds, limping to the centre of the stage.
"Oh my God, is she okay?" Sam asked Quinn.
"She's fine, Eva's supposed to be dying of cancer. Didn't you say you saw the movie?" She rolled her eyes, Sam pausing for a second in an attempt to find a decent explanation. Wikipedia didn't show movie clips! Meanwhile, Rachel was already on her knees, looking up at the two.
"Right. I knew that." Sam concluded.
"Oh, what I'd give for a hundred years
But the physical interferes
Every day more, O my Creator
What is the good of the strongest heart
In a body that's falling apart?
A serious flaw, I hope You know that."
"Rachel, that was beautiful, but don't do that onstage. No one's going to be able to see you." Brad suggested after playing his final chord. "It'll help you sing better too."
"Are you suggesting that I don't have what it takes to play Eva?" She snapped.
"Rachel!" Jesse sang, and pointed a finger towards the overhead lights. "Drama is for the stage, not behind the scenes!"
"Brad, you obviously don't understand how much I have prepared for this legendary role. I've wanted to play Eva since I was eight and first saw the movie, even though the content is rather dark and dirty." Rachel announced.
Everyone was silent for a moment. Sam, of all people, decided to break it.
"I can't believe that I have to act like I date you."
"Not just date, you're married to her after a couple of months of dating." Jesse corrected.
"This is ridiculous. It's like this woman had no common sense whatsoever." Quinn concluded.
"Well, Quinn, she had enough common sense to help get women the right to vote, and get the English out of Argentina." Rachel corrected her.
"Enough! We'll just read through the script for now! Let's read right before Dice Are Rolling" Brad said.
Sam's eyes skimmed over the stage directions. He opened his trouty mouth. "This… is going to be awks."
A/N: Okay, it's REALLY short. But it's something! Maybe I'll have something else up later tonight, but I had to post something or all my readers would go away on me! Meeeeh. Review? :D