Idol Directions Chapter 6: Bon Jovi, a glee fanfic

So the first thing that was involved in being in the Top 12 was moving into the mansion. They were six rooms. Since we didn't have any teens this year, no parents would be staying in the mansion, meaning that the remaining room would be given to Quinn's daughter and Puck's daughter. There was a sheet of paper with roommate assignments on it. It looked like I would be with Quinn, Rachel with Mercedes, Brittany with Santana, Sam with Mike, Kurt with Blaine, and Puck with Artie.

I headed to my room and began to unpacking. Like I said, I'd never shared a room with anyone, so it would be an adjustment.

"So do you want to divide up the room or anything?" I asked.

"You know this makes me think of college." She declared. "Well it would if I had actually roomed with someone. Other than my sister, this is my first time rooming with someone as well."

"Where did you go to college?" I questioned.

"Georgia Tech." She answered. "After I finished, I moved to Savannah for work." '

Quinn had worked as a saleswoman at a jewelry store. You could see why she wanted to get out of it. It definitely wasn't the most interesting job. (That would be Puck, who taught guitar to the homeless)

"Attention, finalists." Jesse said over the intercom. "I need all of you to meet me in the living room to find out this week's theme."

We headed to the living room where Jesse was along with Sue, Will, and Emma.

"So for starters, I'd like to congratulate all of you for making it to the Top 12 and welcome you all to the judges' mansion. The music this week will come from the most popular 80s rock band of all time."

"Journey?" Rachel guessed. I couldn't name 12 Journey songs, but there was another band that I could think of.

"No, Bon Jovi." Jesse stated. "You'll need to fill out a list of three songs that you would like to sing and if there is any overlap, the producers will have the final say on who performs what, if you can't work it out yourselves."

That would explain why the best singers always seemed to get the best songs. I assumed that the tracks from Slippery When Wet would be the most sought after, so I would avoid any of those. I took a seat at the table and began to scroll through my phone for Bon Jovi songs. I ended up picking "Bed of Roses", "Raise Your Hands" and "It's My Life"

"Is Jon Bon Jovi going to be here for this?" Sam asked.

"No, but on Sunday and Monday, you'll be going into the studio to record." Jesse explained. "That's all for right now. Now make sure to have fun."

I then headed back to the room to finish unpacking. I wanted to make sure that I had things together before I went to see Sam. I looked over at Quinn.

"So do you snore by any chance?" I questioned.

"No." She replied. "I imagine that you wouldn't know if you do. Though, you should be warned that Beth might come in here if she has a nightmare."

"Okay." I agreed. "So what songs did you choose?"

"My first choice was 'Who Says You Can't Go Home'." She replied. "I don't think anyone else would pick it."

"You know I feel sorry for anyone that gets 'You Give Love A Bad Name'." I declared. "Blake Lewis owned that song the same that Carrie owned 'Alone' and David Cook owned 'Billie Jean'."

"So I can't believe that you kissed Sam on live TV." She stated.

"Well I said that I was going to kiss him if we both made the Top 12." I pointed out. "I did it immediately after we did."

"Well it's definitely a good way to make a name for yourself." She pointed out.

"That honestly didn't cross my mind at all." I admitted. "I wasn't trying to boost my standing. I was just kissing my boyfriend. Now, if you excuse me, I was going to go see him. I will talk to you some more later."

I then went to meet Sam in the game room.

"They have MLB 2010 The Show." I declared in excitement.

"You know I never pegged you for a baseball fan." He remarked.'

"Yeah, I love baseball, especially the Rays, but I still liked them when they were the Devil Rays. I even had a poster of Evan Longoria on my wall when I was in high school." I told him. "I didn't get to play the last game, but I bet I can beat you."

"Bring it on." He replied as we both sat down in front of the TV.

On Monday was my first time in the studio. I had to go through a few different takes to get it right, but it was really cool to hear myself on an MP3.

On Tuesday was the show and I was feeling ready. I wore a grey tank with a denim vest and shorts with leopard spot tights.

"Welcome everyone to American Idol." Jesse declared. "Tonight the Top 12 will be singing the music of the most successful and enduring band of the 80s: Bon Jovi. Let's meet the finalists: Kurt Hummel, Brittany S. Pierce, Artie Abrams, Rachel Berry, Blaine Anderson, Santana Lopez, Mike Chang, Faith Hudson, Puck, Quinn Fabray, Sam Evans, and Mercedes Jones."

Kurt was leading the show off singing 'Never Say Goodbye', the rarely-mentioned fourth single from Slippery When Wet. I thought that he did a good job of capturing the emotion of the song.

Brittany was up next, singing "Bad Medicine". It seemed to be the same Brittany that I had grown accustomed to. I wasn't sure how she kept staying around, but she obviously had a fanbase somewhere.

Artie then sang "It's My Life" and I loved it. He definitely knew how to rock, which was surprising for someone in a wheelchair.

Rachel followed him singing "Livin On A Prayer" and it was really good. She seemed like she could sing anything, which was exactly what Will had told her.

Blaine sang "Born to Be My Baby", which I hadn't actually heard before. The song sounded like it was ripping off "Livin On A Prayer", which might have explained why it wasn't that popular.

Santana had chosen "I'll Be There for You" as her song and I definitely knew that one. I almost put it on my form, but I decided against it because I liked the ones that I had chosen better. She sounded good on it too.

Mike then sang "Blaze of Glory" from Jon's solo album and it was good…until he forgot the words. That was pretty much a death sentence on the show and there was a strong possibility that he would be sent home.

I then head onto the stage and a video played about why I had chosen the song. I didn't really have a good answer for it, but I probably didn't really need one.

Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano
Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know
Cause a bottle of vodka's still lodged in my hand
Some blonde gave me nightmares, I think that he's still in my bed
As I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I wanna be just as close as the holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses

Well this hotel bar's hangover whiskey's gone dry
The barkeeper's wig gone crooked he's giving me the eye
Well I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think that I died

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I wanna be just as close as the holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses

"So let me start by saying that I like that you chose a song that was outside of box." Will replied. "It's easier to make a song your own when it's not as well-known."

"I thought that you sounded great and I think that those leopard print tights are going to become a thing now." Emma replied.

"Her job isn't to be a trendsetter, it's to sing." Sue argued. "And I thought that you sounded great."

"If you wanna vote for Faith, dial 1-866-IDOLS08." Jesse declared.

Puck was up next and sang "You Give Love A Bad Name" and it wasn't as good as Blake's version. In fact it was pretty bad. If not for Mike forgetting the words, he could have found himself going home.

Quinn was up next.

I spent twenty years trying to get out of this place
I was looking for something that I couldn't replace
I was running away from the only thing I've ever known
Like a blind dog without a bone
I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone
I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold

I've been there, done that I aint looking back on the seeds I've sown
Saving dimes spending too much time on the telephone
Who says you can't go home?

Who says you can't go home?
There's only one place that call me one of their own
Just a hometown girl, born a rolling stone
Who says you can't go home?
Who says you can't go back?
Been all around the world and as a matter of fact
There's only place left I wanna go
Who says you can't go home?
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright

It doesn't matter where you are
It doesn't matter where you go
If it's a million miles away
Or just a mile up the road
Take it in, take it with you when you go
Who says you can't go home

Sam was up after her. He had a little help from the backup singers.

It's all the same, only the names will change
Every day it seems we're wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I drive all night just to get back home

I'm a cowboy on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (Wanted) dead or alive
Wanted (Wanted) dead or alive

Oh and I ride

And I walk these streets a loaded six-string on my back
I play for keeps cause I might not make it back
I've been everywhere and still I'm standing tall
I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all

I'm a cowboy on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (Wanted) dead or alive
I'm a cowboy I got the night on my side
I'm wanted (Wanted) dead or alive

And I ride dead or alive
I still drive dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive

Mercedes closed the show with "Have A Nice Day", the less successful first single from same album as "Who Says You Can't Go Home". I took back everything I said about her typecasting herself.

On Wednesday, we were performing a not so famous Bon Jovi song since most of the other ones were taken.

Hey, hey
Hey, hey

In my rearview mirror, my life is getting clearer
Sun sets high then slowly disappears
These trinkets once were treasure, life changes like the weather
You grow up, grow old or you hit the road round here

So I drive, watching white lines passing by
With my plastic dashboard Jesus waiting there to greet us

Hey, hey I've finally my way, say goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas there aint no breaks on this lost highway
Yeah I'm busting loose I'm letting go, out on this open road
It's Independence Day on this lost highway
Hey, hey, hey, hey

A putrid scene of lonely souls tell this boy which way to go
Got the car, got the keys, farewell to mediocrity
Kicking off the cruise control and turning up the radio
Got just enough religion and a half tank of gas come on
Let's go

I've finally my way saay goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas there aint no breaks on this lost highway
Yeah I'm busting loose I'm letting go when I'm out on this open road
It's Independence Day on this lost highway
Hey, hey, Hey, hey
Hey, hey On this lost highway.

I didn't have to wait very long because I was actually the first person that was told I was safe. I took a seat on the couch.

The Bottom 3 ended up being Puck, Brittany, and Mike, which I thought was about right. I still thought that Mike was going home. The fact that Brittany was sent back to the couch only increased those odds and I was absolutely correct. Mike performed, but the judges decided not to save him and we were down to 11.

So Mike was the first one to go home and Faith and Quinn are roommates. I gave Puck a daughter of his own, but she really won't be involved in the story. The songs are "Who Says You Can't Go Home" from Have A Nice Day, "Wanted Dead or Alive" from Slippery When Wet, and "Lost Highway" from Lost Highway. Please don't forget to review.