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Be Your Teenage Dream Tonight, a Damsay Story

Summary: Our beloved members of New Directions have graduated and gone on to college but thanks to their love for glee club, have decided to help Mr. Schuester with the new kids. Enter the cast of the Glee project, all with a unique voice but can all be compared to the original gleeks. When Lindsay, a mini Rachel and Quinn, joins with her spectacular voice and newfound head Cheerio status joins her old friend Damian suddenly realizes his feelings for her. Will they be the power couple of McKinley High? And what happens when Quinn realizes she still has feelings for an old flame of her own?

CHAPTER SEVEN

Previously…

"Emily, it's your turn!" Hannah sang.

"I think I'll pass. I still need to recover-Jesus Boy is a damn good kisser." Emily giggled. Marissa glared at her and snatched the bottle away.

"I'll go." she muttered, spinning the bottle forcefully. Lindsay burst out laughing when she saw it land on Damian and got off of his lap.

"I wanna see what this is gonna look like since you two have about as much romantic feelings for each other as a brick wall!" she slurred with a laugh.

Marissa just gave Damian a slight grin and leaned in, pressing her lips chastely to his.

They tuned out the catcalls and whistles around them as the kiss turned soft-as did the laughter of Cameron and Lindsay. Damian cupped the side of Marissa's face as he felt the spark he had felt with Lindsay...except this wasn't Lindsay.

When they pulled back they stared at each other in surprise. "Wow." Damian whispered.

He ran outside and saw her small frame running across the lawn and shouted after her. "Lindsay!"

"Go kiss my best friend you ass!" she yelled back, and he would have laughed if she wasn't so mad at him.

"It didn't mean anything, Linds!" he sighed.

"Then what the hell was that little 'wow' at the end?" she snarled.

"I...I don't know." he murmured. "It's possible I have slight feelings for Marissa, and-"

"Lindsay, we need to talk!" Marissa called as she walked out of the house.

"Get the hell away from me, Marissa! I'm not in the mood." Lindsay scowled.

"Listen, I need to be a good best friend and tell you how I feel. I think...I think I might have slight feelings for Damian." she said softly.

"You do?" Damian gasped. "You do?" Lindsay deadpanned. Marissa bit her lip and nodded nervously, waiting for Lindsay to blow up.

"Screw both of you. Damian, when you're ready to talk you let me know." Lindsay hissed.

"Will McKynleigh Abraham-Figgins and Samuel Larsen please come to the office?"

McKynleigh looked up from her work and rolled her eyes at the 'oohs' her classmates made. Samuel was probably in trouble-again, and she was probably needed to talk about the upcoming student council elections.

She walked out into the hallway and rolled her eyes when she saw Samuel waiting with a smirk. "Looks like we've got a problem, babe."

"What did you do this time?" she asked exasperatedly. He chuckled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they began walking down the hall.

"I didn't do anything-we did."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I think daddy dearest found out about us."

"What? How?" McKynleigh gasped with dread. Samuel sighed and put his handle on the doorknob to Figgins' office.

"Apparently there are security cameras in the supply closets."

Lindsay took a sip of her coffee and set the cup down on the table in silence. She didn't meet Damian's eyes as he watched her movements, also in silence. It had been two days since their fight and Lindsay had been avoiding Damian ever since.

"Linds, can we at least try to work things out?" Damian asked softly, causing her to look down at her lap.

"I don't know, Damian." She mumbled, causing Damian to roll his eyes angrily.

"Look Lindsay, I don't know why you're blaming this on me. We were playing Spin the Bottle, and it landed on Marissa. What else was I supposed to do?" he snapped. He immediately felt guilty when she looked up at him with teary eyes.

"You just don't get it, do you?" she whispered, shaking her head. "I'm not angry."

"Y-you're not? Then why are you avoiding me and giving me the silent treatment?"

"Just because I'm not angry, doesn't mean you didn't make me upset. I'm always seen as the pretty Cheerios captain who always has the cute, sweet boyfriends, but Marissa is never called pretty. Everybody always says Marissa is gorgeous, or beautiful, and all of my boyfriends end up going to her…" She trailed off and looked down at the table. "I'm not good enough for anybody. I'm not good for Cam, for you, for my parents…even the damn glee club can't stand me half the time."

"Linds…don't say that."

"It's true, I know it's true. So why don't you think for a few days about who you want to be with, and get back to me. Okay?"

Damian nodded and Lindsay smiled sadly. "I'll see you in glee."

She got up and walked out of the Lima Bean, fighting the urge to look back. What if he didn't choose her?"

Rachel Berry ran into the Hummel-Hudson and slammed the door, breathing heavily. "Finn? Are you home?" she called, running upstairs and nearly colliding with her boyfriend.

"Whoa, Rach, everything okay?"

"You'll never believe who I just saw." She panted, trying to catch her breath.

"Who? Is it bad?" Finn asked with confusion, trying to think of all the possible people.

"I was at the park with Santana, Quinn, and Beth, and all of a sudden I saw Blaine Anderson jogging past us."

"Blaine? You mean Kurt's Blaine?" Finn demanded. Rachel nodded and bit her lip worriedly.

"What are we going to do? Kurt can't find out that Blaine's back, especially not after what happened between them!"

"What happened between whom?" Kurt asked as he walked out of his bedroom.

"Oh, hey Kurt! Finn and I were just…er…going shopping! I need a new frame for my autographed Barbra Streisand photo. See you around!"

Rachel grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him out the front door and Kurt raised an eyebrow before rolling his eyes.

"I don't want to know." He muttered and walked back into his room to begin his skin care regimen.

"So, explain to me why I should give you, a 20 year old little boy who wears vests and too much hair gel, the set list for New Directions."

"Let me explain something to you, Coach Sylvester. I'm an extremely driven person and I always get what I want, and I want my show choir to win. I know you hate the New Directions, so if you hand over the set list, New Directions will lose at Sectionals and therefore be disbanded."

"You play dirty, kid." Sue mused. "I like it. Here's the list, and if you let it slip that I leaked it, I'll spike your juice box. Clear?"

"Crystal. Pleasure doing business with you Coach."

"I didn't catch your name, Schuester Jr. How am I supposed to know whose responsible if this gets out?"

"St. James. Jesse St. James. The new coach of Vocal Adrenaline."

"Cam?"

Cameron looked up from the book in front of him and looked over at Marissa, smiling softly. "Hey Mars."

"Can we talk?" she asked, sitting down in the chair next to him. "You haven't spoken to me since Saturday."

"I think the reason is obvious." He shrugged. "It's kind of hard to talk to your girlfriend when she liked another guy."

"I'm really sorry, Cam. I was really drunk-"

"No you weren't." he said with a sad smile. "I saw you. You didn't have a sip of alcohol all night. Don't make excuses for me."

"I didn't want to hurt you. That was never my intention."

"I know you didn't. You're not like that."

"So, everything's okay between us?"

Cameron looked up at her and shook his head. "I want to break up."

Marissa looked up sharply and stared at him. "You…you want to break up? But Cam, I want to be with you."

"I'm sorry, Mars. It's over."

Marissa watched after him as he walked away, and felt pretty crappy. She had just let a great guy slip through her fingers.

"Alright Quinn, what are Rachel and Finn hiding from me?"

Quinn looked up at Kurt and tried to mask her surprise. "What are you talking about?"

"You know, for such a great actress, you suck at lying Quinn." Kurt scoffed with a roll of his eyes.

"Kurt, I don't know how you're going to take it…"

"C'mon Quinn, just tell me!" Kurt whined.

"Tell him what?" Puck asked, walking in with Beth on his shoulders. "Uh oh, Mommy's keeping secrets, Beth!" he teased, handing his daughter over to Quinn.

"Fine, I'll tell you. But you have to tell Rachel that you begged me to do it!" Quinn sighed in defeat. Kurt rolled his eyes and nodded quickly.

"Fine, fine, just tell me what the matter is! Is it bad?" Kurt demanded.

"Well…yesterday I was with Rachel, San, and Beth at the park, and we were all sitting on a bench when we noticed somebody jogging." Quinn began.

"Well, who was it?" Kurt asked impatiently.

"Oh no…" Puck mumbled, putting two and two together. "This isn't good…"

"It was…it was Blaine." Quinn said softly. Kurt stared at her in shock running a hand through his perfectly coiffed hair.

"Why…why would he be back? God, I'm going to kill Rachel!" Kurt snapped, picking up his jacket and phone. "Thanks for telling me, Quinn."

He stomped out the door in a typical Kurt fashion and Quinn sighed. "Do you think this is going to end well?"

"Let's just say, if it doesn't end with a bitch slap from Kurt and Berry's animal sweaters in ashes, I'll be surprised." Puck sighed, rolling his eyes. "This is what happens when you're friends with show choir freaks."

"I hate to break it to you, babe, but we're not exactly normal either. We're eighteen years old and we have a 1 and a ½ year old daughter. I don't think that's a typical life for college freshmen." Quinn chuckled.

"Well, if we weren't so weird and had a baby, we wouldn't be together, and you and you would be the Sue Sylvester reincarnate with Frankenteen hulking on behind you. Therefore, it's perfectly normal." He smirked, leaning in to kiss his girlfriend. "Besides, does Finn have an eight pack and a nipple ring? No, I didn't think so."

"Lindsay? Can I tell you something?" Emily asked Lindsay as she changed in the locker room after Cheerios practice.

"If you're going to ask why Damian hasn't tapped my pot of gold then no." Lindsay sighed tiredly.

"No, I-I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for acting like a bitch."

Lindsay looked at Emily in shock before letting her head fall back and releasing a groan. "Oh no, it's the apocalypse!"

Emily rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "I'm capable of being nice, you know!" Emily retorted. "I just know what you're going through with the Leprechaun, and I just wanted to let you know that I don't hate you. I'm just here if you need me."

"Thanks Emily, that's really nice of you." Lindsay said with a sincere smile. "Usually Marissa and I would go to the mall after I got out of Cheerios, but obviously we're not speaking. Wanna come with?"

"Sure, that would be nice. I've never had any real friends."

"Well you just gained one. It's nice to have you as a friend then walk into school and see you as the girl who calls me a Potato Hole Lover."

The bus ride to Sectionals was loud, except for Damian and Marissa's silence. Even Emily and Lindsay were talking to each other, which made Damian cringe. Dear God that was an unholy alliance.

Lindsay kept sneaking glanced at Damian and frowned when she saw him looking over at Marissa. She really was starting to worry that he would choose Marissa over her, and she didn't know what she would do if he broke up with her.

"Guys! I have some serious news!" Mr. Schuester shouted over the loud hum of voices which immediately quieted. "I've just been notified by Ms. Pillsbury that Vocal Adrenaline is doing the songs from our set list."

"What? How the hell did they find out?" Lindsay asked angrily, her eyes raking over her teammates. "Did anybody in this bus leak the set list?"

The other eleven shook their heads and Mr. Schuester sighed. "Just try and brainstorm some other ideas until we get there, okay? We'll worry more when we get there."

Lindsay stood up and rolled her eyes at the bus driver's protest, walking to the front and sitting across from Mr. Schuester. "You know Mr. Schue, we've been watching so many videos of the old competitions, that I think we could pick two of the performances and still get first place."

"What did you have in mind, Lindsay?" Mr. Schuester asked. Lindsay smiled and pulled out her phone.

"One moment."

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N- I'M SO SORRY I HAVENT WRITTEN! School has been so hectic and with all the holidays and family problems I haven't had the chance to write at all. I want to thank everybody who has stayed devoted to this story for the past three months and I promise you there will never be another hiatus as long as this one!

In the next chapter: The glee club has to figure out what they're singing for Sectionals, and fast. Somebody will arrive in the audience that is a close family member to Lindsay, but will also be known by the original gleeks. Also, McKynleigh and Samuel will have to come to terms with her father's wishes and stay apart. Damian will finally give Lindsay his answer, but could it really affect her after she meets the new star of the Warblers? Quinn and Rachel go through a terrible scare, which could ruin one of the relationships, and Marissa receives some news from Emily that could make or break her friendships for good.