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Maria POV
I'm walking with Quinn and Rachel to the choir room. If I'm completely honest with myself, I'm a bit nervous. But hell if I'm going to let anyone notice. My classes so far have gone well, and without incident, luckily I only had to introduce myself in one of the classes, which wasn't too bad. I was glad that Quinn had been with me throughout the day though, if not my day would have undoubtedly boring.
"So, have you decided what song you're going to sing for your audition?" Rachel asked.
"Hmm, I'm actually in between two. But it's a surprise." I added with a wink. As we approached the door, I stopped them from entering. "Hey, you know what, I'm going to run to the restroom real quick. Can you tell , that I'll be in, in say ten?"
"Sure, but why so long?" Quinn asked.
"I like to make an entrance. Plus, I want a change of uh, wardrobe." I said with a wink and a sexy smirk. With that, I made my way to the restroom. I eyed myself meticulously in the mirror, thinking of what to do with myself. Let's do sexy badass. I took my make-up pouch out of my messenger bag, and proceeded to put on some eyeliner, dark eye shadow, and mascara to give the effect of a smoky eye. I took some coconut oil and passed it through my wavy locks and mused them a bit. Damn I'm good looking, might as well have the after-sex look. I took my jacket off, as well as my t-shirt, leaving me clad in just my jeans, and a black, lacy push-up bra. I put my jacket back on, and zipped up all the way up. I smirked at the mirror let's do this.
I walked into the choir room, and immediately fell all eyes on me. I saw both Quinn and Rachel giving me looks of encouragement, and lust. Good. I cleared my throat, and Mr. Shuester or Curly as he will now be referred to in my brain, looked at me and smiled.
"Oh, good! You made it! Guys, this is Maria Alvarez, she's going to audition for glee club!" He looked at me in question, "are you ready to audition today?"
I scanned the room and saw what appeared to be a very diverse group of people. There were two Asians, clasped at the hand, a geeky looking boy in a wheel chair, and overweight black girl, a boy that was obviously gay, that Santana girl, a tall blonde, a guy with a Mohawk, and oh god dough boy. This shall be fun. "Sure thing, fair warning though, I'm singing two songs. That way you can see the full effect of my… abilities." I said with a smirk. "Do you guys have a dock that I can hook my Iphone to?"
"Oh, that's great! The dock is right over there." Mr. Shuester said. I walked over and picked the playlist that I needed.
A/N: SONG ONE : Adios by Ricky Martin
The opening notes of the song blasted through the ipod doc. I started to move my hips to the rhythm of the music and started strutting up the stairs towards Santana, ignoring Quinn and Rachel's disbelieving eyes. I extended my arm, silently asking her to dance with me, and she grinned and proceeded to walk down the risers towards the middle of the room with me. I pulled her close to me, and with that started to sing.
Dame sólo una vez,
Sólo quiero otra vez
Te juro, me marcho después
No pienso jugar a ser juez
Seducido, yo me rindo a tus pies
I kept her body close to mine, shifting my feet efficiently, and with practice, practically grinding with her right then and there.
Sé que yo lo... Sé que te lo
Puedo traducir en Inglés
Si quieres I will try
Pero prefiero decirte en Francés:
I turned postioned her body so that she was rubbing against my center. Then I proceeded to make jaws go agape, and panties drop.
Vous vous voulez vous
Coucher mon amour dites
Moi, c´ est moi qui vais
Repartir demain, il faut
Oublier je te dis au revoir!
Adiós
Te tengo que decir adiós
Me estoy volviendo loco
Loco, loco, loco, loco por tu amor
Adiós
Te tengo que decir adiós
Me estoy volviendo loco
Loco, loco, loco, loco por tu amor
¡Adiós!
Deja que en ti, deja que en mí
Prenda la llama otra vez
Si quieres let my try,
Pero prefiero decirte en Francés:
Vous vous voulez vous
Coucher mon amour dites
Moi, c´ est moi qui vais
Repartir demain, il faut
Oublier je te dis au revoir!
Adiós
Te tengo que decir adiós
Me estoy volviendo loco
Loco, loco, loco, loco por tu amor
Adiós
I was panting slightly, after the song ended, and was met with wolf whistles and heavy claps. I looked closely at Quinn's reaction. She's jealous. I smirked and turned to Santana. I took her hand, and kissed her knuckles. "Thanks for the dance, Santana." I said purring her name.
She smirked. "Anytime sexy," she said with a wink. So hot.
"That's what I'm talking about guys! I love that you picked a song that has two languages. That was great, Maria. Next one?" I nodded.
A/N: Song Two: Problem by Natalia Kills
I locked eyes with Quinn, "are you ready for this, gorgeous?" I mouthed with a wink. With a shy smile she nodded. I walked over to the dock and played the song.
I pointed at Quinn, and proceeded to unzip my jacket and run my hand through my centrum.
Sweat
Dripping down your chest
Thinking 'bout your tattooed knuckles
On my thigh boy boy boy
I danced my way over to her, and got really close as I sang…
Cold
Shower… you got no
Power to control
How I make you my toy toy toy
I dropped my jacket, leaving me only wearing my black lace bra and then much to her surprise, I straddled her, and started to rock my hips…
My hips rocking
As we keep lip locking
Got the neighbors screaming
Even louder louder
Lick me down like you were
Rolling rile
I'm smoking…
Come and put me out.
I stood up, leaving a blushing Quinn behind and pointed at Rachel as I sang…
I'm your dream girl
This is real love
But you know what they say about me…
That girl is a problem
Girl is a problem
Girl is a problem problem
Oh Baby
You so bad boy
Drive me mad boy
But you don't care what they say about me…
That girl is a problem
Girl is a problem
Girl is a problem problem
I got your name
Hanging from my chain…
Don't you wanna claim
My body like a vandal?
You got the cure
Underneath your shirt…
Don't you wanna save this
Dirty little damsel?
Got my mink coat falling on the
Motel floor… you're on the bed
Wolf whistling louder louder
Your lips smudging all my
Make up… kicking both my heels off
Come and pin me down
"Okay!" At the sound of 's voice I stopped singing. "That was very, ah, good. You have a powerful voice, and we'd love for you to join glee club, just um, keep the songs a tad more… appropriate, and uh, with clothing." I smirked. Aww the poor guy is flustered, and so is everyone else for that matter.
"No problem , I'll try to not, fluster the students quite so much." I saw sweat dripping down his forehead he's nervous, this is fun. I turned around and bent over to pick up my jacket, winking at Quinn in the process. I put it on and zipped it halfway, and then went up the risers to sit in the empty seat next to Santana.
"That was wicked hot," a guy in a Mohawk said.
"Yeah…" dough boy said with a strange expression adorning his face. A binder was placed on top of his lap, and realization struck me. Uh, gross. Dough boy.
"You okay there, Dough boy?" I asked him with a sickeningly sweet smile. He scowled.
"My name isn't dough boy! It's Finn." He exclaimed. Oh he's funny.
"Oh, that's so sweet! I'm so glad that your parents decided to name you after such an important body part of your relatives." I heard Santana silently laughing as he looked at me confused. "The orcas." I deadpanned, and at that the entire class bursted out laughing. Mr. Shuester shot me a disapproving look, and I smiled sheepishly.
"Oh shit, we have another Santana." The boy in the wheelchair said, followed by murmurs of agreements.
Finn was about to run out of the room when I said, "Hey Finn, I'm sorry. I'll try not to be so, uh, honest next time. Sometimes my jokes are a bit mean. But you know, that's life." He grumbled something and promptly sat back down.
"Okay, settle down. Maria why don't you come up here and tell us a bit about yourself." said. Seriously, again?
"Sure, why not." I moved towards the front of the room. "Well as you heard earlier, my name is Maria Alejandra Alvarez de Leon. I just moved to Lima from the Dominican Republic. I'm in the eleventh grade, and I play both soccer and tennis. Oh, and in case you were wondering, or were even going to try, I'm gay. Sorry boys." I said and promptly took my seat.
"Okay! Well Maria, I'm William Shuester, but everyone calls me Mr. Shue. This over hear is Noah Puckerman, that's Finn Hudson, that's Brittany Pierce, Santana Lopez is next to you, that's Tina Cohen-Chang, that's Mike Chang –"
"Not related, by the way." Tina said.
"Anyways, that's Artie Abrams, Mercedes Jones, Kurt Hummel, our other new member Sam Evans, and Lauren Zizes. I assume that you know Quinn and Rachel, yes?" I nodded. "Okay, so for this week's lesson, I want you guys to sing about your feelings." Everyone groaned. "Don't worry it doesn't have to be romantic, it can be about how you feel towards your family or just your friends. Or it can be about something happening in your life. Music is all about expression, so take this lesson to express your feelings." He clapped. "Okay guys, that's it for today!"
I turned towards Santana. "I haven't had a chance to properly introduce myself yet, I'm Maria." I said extending my hand.
"Santana Lopez." She said while shaking my hand slowly. My eyes locked with hers and we continued to shake hands.
"I'm Brittany!" The bubbly blonde sitting next to Santana exclaimed, shaking me out of my reverie. Weird. I blinked. "Hi Brittany, I'm Maria, it's nice to meet you." I said.
"Do you like ducks?" She asked with an excited voice. Well that's random.
"Yeah, I like ducks." I said. I'm confused with this conversation.
"Yay! Sanny can Maria come with us to feed ducks? Please, pretty please, with a cherry on top!" She exclaimed. Aww she's so sweet.
I saw Santana's gaze soften. "I don't know if Maria has plans Britt." She said softly.
"I'd love to go with you guys actually. I literally only know my cousin, Claudia, that's who I live with by the way. Well, I know Quinn and Rachel too, but I want to make friends, and you guys seem cool. I invited Quinn and Rachel over to my house, we're heading there now actually. So, if you want we could all go, and then head over to my house." I said.
"Hold up. Q! Since when are you and the hobbit friends?" I tensed, but remained silent.
"As of today, actually. I apologized for my ridiculous behavior, and actually you should do the same, because we both know why you did it, and you know my reasons as well. So cut the crap." Quinn said. Feisty.
Santana sighed. "You're right." Santana stood up, and walked over to a shell shocked Rachel. "I suck at apologies, probably because I never give them. But to say that this one is long overdue is an understatement. I'm sorry for all of the name calling, the slushies, the comments, and most of for making you think that I didn't like you as a person. I'm honestly ashamed of myself for everything that I did to you. The reason, and let me finish before you slap me, is because you have two gay fathers. My family is very religious, even more religious than Quinn's, and they hate gay people. At this point, I think it's pretty obvious that I like women, that I'm gay. If my family ever found out, they would disown me, I would lose everything. I would lose them, I would lose them for being me. So, what I guess I'm trying to say, is that I bullied you, so that everyone would assume that I hate that 'lifestyle' and so that my parents would never suspect. I'm sorry Rachel, for being a coward, and for not being able to be as strong as you. I hope that you can forgive me, and that we can finally be friends, if you're still willing." Santana said with silent tears running through her eyes.
I saw Rachel give Santana a bone crushing hug, and murmur something in her ear. Quinn followed, and so did Brittany. I stayed behind, watching. I didn't want to interrupt moment, especially since they barely knew me.
"Yay, we're all friends now!" Brittany exclaimed and we all laughed.
"I'm okay going to the duck pond, if you are Quinn." Rachel said with questioning eyes.
"I'm game."
"Cool, I have my Jeep here if any of you want to ride with me. Plus, I have no idea where the pond is." I said.
"I'll go with you." Quinn quickly said.
"Can I go to? I don't have a car." Rachel said with a sheepish smile.
"Of course I don't mind beautiful." I said with a wink. She blushed.
"Britts and I will follow you."
A/N: Next chapter you'll gain a lot of insight on Maria! Thanks for the follows!