Hey guys! Ahhh five more days until Christmas! Christmas is honestly my favorite thing in the entire world.
Mailbag:
GleeJunkie007: Harlow and Brynklie's duet was to Acapella by Karmin. I didn't realize that I'd forgotten it, so thanks so much for letting me know!
Alex B. Goode: Aw thanks!
WildeAbrams: At this point, I don't know how I'm going to get a Christmas one out by Christmas Eve, because, you know, procrastination, but I'll try.
The next week, Harlow arrived in Sue's office.
"You asked to see me Coach," she asked, sitting down across from her.
"Yes. I need to see how you are doing with the Glee Club. What's it like?"
"I don't know. They sing and talk about songs and music and that's basically it. I like it."
"Oh this can not be happening," Sue said, falling back into her chair, "First Quinn, then Santana, then Brittany, then Bree and now you - wait. Could this be a scientific phenomenon? Joining the Glee Club turns you soft? This could be the new form of punishment. I think I've revolutionized the modern school detention. Thank you Harlow. Thank you."
"Uh," she said, standing up, "No problem…I guess."
"Hey Macy," Carson said, coming up to Macy.
"Hi,"
"I'm Carson."
"I know," Macy replied, hugging her books to her chest.
"Here," he said, "Let me carry those for you." Macy reluctantly let Carson take her books. They began walking towards the Glee Club.
"So you like reading," Carson asked, trying to start a conversation. Macy nodded, "Cool, cool. I never understood how anybody could like reading. Or school. Every day is just like 'shoot me now', you know?"
"No. I don't."
Not understanding the signals, Carson continued talking, "Seriously, I just don't get why somebody would want to be smart, like studying? Homework? Ha ha, no. I don't do homework. Smart people are pathetic."
"Excuse me?"
"I just don't care about school and I don't get why anybody else would," Carson repeated, smirking, "Hey, would you ever want to continue this discussion at dinner or something?"
"No way," she said, angrily. She grabbed her books from him and swiftly walked away from him.
"Where's Finn," Kitty asked.
"He's sick," Ryder explained, "He said we could pick a theme for this week without him. He'll probably be back tomorrow."
"Ugh, I don't want to do that," Harlow said, coming in the room with Brynklie and Charlie, "That's too much thinking. Can we just hang out? I have so much homework."
"Yeah," Brynklie added, "Please can we do that? I need someone to help me figure out proofs."
"Does anybody actually want to do anything today," Kitty asked. There was a chorus of negative responses as the Glee Club members grabbed phones and textbooks. The girls eventually migrated to one corner of the room, surrounding themselves with chairs, backpacks and textbooks.
"Hey Kitty," Bree said, not looking up from her phone, "How's Artie."
Kitty took a deep breath, not as if she was preparing herself for something painful, but as if she was preparing herself to be succumbed to large amounts of pity and judgement, "We broke up."
"What!" Bree mock-gasped, "I did not know that."
"Shut up," Kitty replied, angrily.
"Aw Kitty," Marley put in, "Are you okay? How did it happen?"
"Guy's, it's fine. He just went to college and neither of us could handle the long distance, okay?"
"Have you talked to him since," Marley asked, while the new kids listened to the conversation in polite confusion.
"Can we just drop it?"
The bell rang signaling the end of the period, and everybody stood up to leave. Marley walked out the door, with Brynklie a little bit behind her. She turned a corner when Marley stopped in her tracks. Jake and Bree were full fledged making out against the lockers.
"What's up with you," Brynklie asked. Marley ignored him, "Are you still in love with him? Are you in love with her? I'm sure everyone would be fine with it because it's not the strangest thing to happen here." Marley spun around.
"It's just too soon for him to be doing that," she said, not meeting Brynklie's eyes.
"Okay," Brynklie replied, "You need to talk. You're coming home with me.
"I can't believe what he did," Marley shrieked, pacing Brynklie's room.
"He was bound to do it though," Brynklie reminded her, "We all warned you. Multiple times. Jakes a douche. I love him and he's one of my best friends, but he's a total douche."
"He's just parading Bree around right in front of me," Marley interrupted, "BREE!"
"I told you, it was bound to happen."
"I should get even," She said, in a sudden stroke of genius, "I should do the same thing back for what he did to me with Bree last year."
"Number one, do you hear yourself," Brynklie asked, sounding aghast, "Number two, the pool of guys who haven't been touched by Bree is very shallow. Third, you're banned from guys for a very very long time if that's the first thing that jumps to your mind. Fourth, it's been almost six months since you dumped him. Just be done with it already."
"You're right. I've always wondered where I would be if I had stayed with Ryder."
"Well ask him out then!"
"I can't," Marley protested.
"Why?"
"He's gonna say no."
"Are you insane? Ryder's crazy about you. He has been since he met you."
"Well what the hell am I supposed to do?"
"ASK HIM OUT."
"I CAN'T?"
"Well he isn't going to ask you out first?"
"Why not," Marley asked.
"Didn't he sing a Beatles song to you or something."
"Billy Joel."
"Whatever. And he asked you out and you said yes, but then you said that you needed space after."
"No, he asked me out on a date," Marley argued.
"How did he ask it?"
"'Will you go out with me.' But it wasn't to actually date or something."
"Well, he's an idiot. That's the only way he can phrase it. Anyway, you still said no. That was stupid because now he's not going to ask you out because you said you needed space. Really. I hate to say it, but he's actually a great guy. You've got to go get him before someone else does."
"Yeah. I really should."
"RYDER, COME HERE," Brynklie shouted.
"No! Brynklie! I didn't mean now. Are you out of you mind?" Before Brynklie could respond, Ryder opened the door.
"Why didn't you knock," Brynklie said accusingly to her brother.
"Because you told me to come."
"And that makes it acceptable to not knock?"
"Well-"
"Haven't you learned since the incident?"
"What incident," Marley asked, curiously.
"Brynklie please don't tell this story."
"Too bad," Brynklie replied, smiling deviously at her brother, "One time I had a huge giant sleepover with my whole competition team the day before a competition and then -"
"Brynklie," Ryder interrupted loudly. Brynklie rolled her eyes.
"Fine. I won't tell it. This whole conversation is irrelevant. You're irrelevant. Why are you here? Oh right, yeah, Marley's here."
"Yeah. Hey Marley. Excuse Brynklie. She's mentally deranged."
"I've noticed."
"Dude, I'm right here," Brynklie said, offended.
"Are you hungry," Ryder asked, turning away from Brynklie, "I'm assuming she never fed you."
"We were having a crisis," Brynklie protested. Ignoring his sister, Ryder led Marley out of the room.
"So what's up," Ryder said, once they got to the kitchen.
"I don't know," Marley replied, remembering the conversation she had just had, "I'm just upset about Jake and Bree."
"Why," he asked, opening the fridge.
"Because neither of them ever really apologized. Bree didn't apologize at all and Jake just wanted a second chance."
"I don't know why they would do something like that to you," Ryder started, turning to face her, "But I know you didn't deserve it," He took a deep breath, preparing myself for the worst, "Would you ever want to go out sometime, like, on a date?"
"You do realize that every time you've asked me out, you've said it the exact same way, right," Marley replied, smirking.
"Is that a yes?"
"Yeah, it is."
"I just have one question?"
"Yeah?"
"If it's too soon for Jake to be making out with other girls, is it too soon to be dating."
"No. I knew that would happen, and anyway, it's been a while and I've had a while to think about it. And it's not about there being other girls. It's that the "other girl" was Bree."
"I totally understand," Ryder agreed, "Just let me know if you need to talk again."
"Finn Hudson," Sue Sylvester said angrily, "I have someone you have to meet." She pulled a short blond Cheerio out from behind the door, "Mackenzie here decided that practice wasn't worth attending. Her punishment is joining the Glee Club," Turning to Mackenzie, she continued, "Give it a week and she'll love it." Mackenzie, who was glaring stonily in the opposite direction, snorted.
"Welcome Mackenzie," Finn said, "We're happy to have you here, especially because you're our twelfth member. We can officially go to sectionals now! Congratulations guys!"
I don't know if I'm going to have time for a Christmas episode, so whether I see you Wednesday or Saturday, I hope all of you have a great Christmas or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or just have a great time hanging out.