A GLEEKY TRIBUTE TO RENT
CHAPTER 3
PUCK'S P.O.V
"Noah!" My little sister Danni yelled from downstairs.
"What!" I shouted.
"Finn's here!" She yelled back.
Finn? What the fuck is he doing here? I ran downstairs.
"Hey!" Finn greeted.
"um hi?" I said confused.
"I wanted to come here to say I'm gonna back off of Rachel." Finn explained.
"Thanks dude." I said surprised.
"Well Kurt made me watch Rent again and I realized your Roger, I'm Mark, Rachel is Mimi, Santana is Joanne, Britney is Maureen and Jesse is…."
"Benny!" I exclaimed.
"But wait doesn't Benny try to get with Mimi a lot?" I asked.
"Yep!" He said awkwardly.
"Dude let's kill that douche!" I stated.
"Can we?" Finn asked sounding hopeful.
"Yeah but Rachel is too smart for Jesse." I stated.
"Yeah your right." Finn agreed.
"Of course I am now let's play Halo!" I stated leading him to my room.
The Next Day
"Guys and I prepared a number for you all!" Mr. Shuester announced.
"So Mr. Shue and I are going to sing Santa Fe!" stated.
Ms. P
New York City
Center of the universe
Times are shitty
But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse
It's a comfort to know, when you're singing the 'hit-the-road' blues
That anywhere else you could possibly go after New york would be
A pleasure cruise
MR. Shue
Now your talking [laughs]
Well I'm twarted by a metaphysic puzzle
And I'mm sick of grading papers that I know
I'm shouting in my sleep I need a muzzle
And all this misery pays no salary so
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Sunny Santa Fe would be nice
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
And leave this to the roaches and mice
Woah oh woah
Ms. P
You teach?
Mr. S
Yeah, I teach
Computer-age philosophy
But my students would rather watch t.v.
Ms. P
America
Mr. S
America
You are sedative as the East
Brush the sauce on to the meat
You can make them and you sparkle with rhyme
You can drum a gentle drum
I can see guests as they come
Chanting not about hygeine or about wine
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Our labours will be financial gates
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
And save from devastation our brains
We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away
Devote ourselves to projects that sell
We'll open up in Santa Fe
Forget this cold Bohemian hell
Woah oh woah oh oh woah
Do you know the way to Santa Fe?
You know, tumbleweeds, prairie dogs
Yeah...
"That was amazing!" Rachel laughed.
"Why thank you Rachel!" Ms. Pillsbury thanked her.
"Mr. Shue can I sing now?" Britney asked.
"Sure Britt go ahead." Mr. Shuester told her.
Artie
gentlemen, our benefactor on this christmas eve
whose charity is only matched by talent, i believe a new member of the alpahbet city avant-garde
Brittany Susan Priece
Brittany
today for you-tomorrow for me
today for you-tomorrow for me
Artie
and you should hear her beat!
Puck
you earned this on the street?
Brittany
it was my lucky day today on avenue a
when a lady in a limousine drove my way
she said, "dah-ling, be a dear, haven't slept in a year i need your help to make my neighbors yappy dog disappear!"
"this akita-evita just won't shut up! i believe if you play non-stop that pup will breathe its very last high-strung breath
i'm certain that cur will bark itself to death"
today for you-tomorrow for me
today for you-tomorrow for me
we agreed on a fee- a thousand dollars gurantee,
tax-free - and a bonus if i trim her tree
now who could fortell that it would go so well
but sure as i am here
that dog is now in doggy hell
after an hour-evita-in all her glory
on the window ledge of that 23rd story
like thelma and louise did when they got the blues
swan dove into the courtyard of the gracie mews
today for you-tomorrow for me
today for you-tomorrow for me
(drum solo)
back on the street where i met my sweet
where he was moaning and groaning on the
cold concrete
the nurse took him home for some
mercurochrome
and i dressed his wounds and got him back on his feet
sing it!
today for you-tomorrow for me
today for you-tomorrow for me
i said
today for you-tomorrow for me
today for you-tomorrow
for me!
Everyone clapped and cheered.
"Class is dismissed." Mr. Shuester announced.
"Rachel!" Jesse called to Rachel.
"Yes Jesse?" Rachel asked.
"I was wondering if you want to work on a performance together?" Jesse asked.
"Um no Thank you!" Rachel said.
"Well then." Jesse said walking away.
"What a Jackass!" Sam exclaimed.
"Rachel can I please punch him?" I asked.
"No!" Rachel giggled.
"Let's go baby!" I stated taking her hand and walking out of the choir room.
Rachel's P.O.V
"Noah I have to go grab my bag." I said.
"Alright babe I'll wait for you!" Noah called to me.
I walked back into the choir room to see only Jesse there.
"Hello Jesse." I greeted him.
"Hi Rachel your looking beautiful." Jesse complimented me.
"Thank you Jesse have you seen my bag?" I asked.
"I think I saw it over there." Jesse pointed to the middle row.
"Thank you." I thanked him.
"Rach I think we should talk about that kiss." Jesse suggested.
"Jesse that was 3 months ago." I interjected.
"But it was magical." Jesse added.
"I didn't feel anything! And I'm happy with Noah!" I almost shouted.
"That's funny Rachel I know you felt something!" Jesse said defending the kiss.
"No I didn't!" I yelled this time.
"Fine I will prove it then!" Jesse yelled then smashing his lips on mine.
I tried to struggle free but I couldn't.
"What the fuck?" Noah yelled.
"Noah!" I cried finally getting free from Jesse.
"What the hell were you doing Rachel!" Noah yelled.
"Noah he kissed me! I swear!" I shouted with tears in my eyes.
"Bullshit!" Noah screamed.
"Don't yell at her." Jesse yelled.
"Shut the Fuck up!" Noah shouted punching Jesse causing him to Fall.
"Noah!" I sobbed.
"No Rachel just leave me the fuck alone and go be with St. Jackass!" Noah yelled walking away.