Okay, so I want to get the families straight, so you guys know what's going on.
Obviously Blaine and Kurt got married and have three kids: Gabriel and Adrian (15) and Elizabeth (14)
Finn married Rachel and they have two kids: Annabel (14) and Dylan(a girl)(12)
Sam married Quinn and they have three kids: Jasmine (12), Bryce(a boy)(10), and Jordan(a boy)(8)
Mike married Tina and they have two kids: Derrick (16) and Joseph (15)
Artie married Brittany and they have one kid (who, no, did not come by stork): Hope (16)
Puck married Lauren and they have three kids: Ashley (13), Mark (11), and Jolene (9 months) (PS: The first person to get the joke with these names gets a cookie)
Mercedes married...wait for it... David (Blaine's friend, not Karofsky haha) and they have one kid: Veronica (9)
Santana never got married, but she does have three kids: Gabriel and Adrian (15) and Elizabeth (14). Yep! She was Kurt and Blaine's surrogate!
PS: The only ones still in Lima are the Hudsons, the Hummel-Andersons, and Miss Santana Lopez. Everyone else is scattered all over the country.
Anyway... I'm gonna stop rambling now.
I have three words. High. School. Sucks.
Let's start from the beginning, shall we? First, I couldn't find my locker and then I forgot my combination, which made me late for my first class. Then I found out that Anna and I have no classes together because she decided to take Spanish instead of French like we'd planned. Then I tripped and almost fell face first down the stairs. Oh, and the classes are brutal, too. Since I'd gotten straight As in middle school, I thought it would be a good idea to take all AP classes. Yeah, big mistake. I already have to read five chapters of The Grapes of Wrath, write a five-page paper on what I did over the summer in French, and memorize a bunch of dates and names of dead guys for history. And it was only going to get worse. Fun.
Thank God it was the end of the day and I could go find Anna and go to glee auditions. Finally.
"You ready for this, Pip?" she asked, using the nickname my brothers had coined for me. It was short for Pip Squeak because I was so much shorter than everybody else in my family (thanks a lot, Daddy B).
"Definitely," I said as I followed her into the bathroom. As she touched up her make-up, I looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't ugly (I'm not conceited or anything, it's just a fact. I have good genes) - I had Daddy K's porcelain skin and Daddy B's curly, dark hair (which I wore long... and in check). My face was a mix of Daddy B and my surrogate mother Santana. It wasn't like... oh, I have her nose or his mouth or anything like that. It more like someome took their faces and mashed them into one. But my best feature was definitely my eyes. When they had been "making" me, Daddy B had asked what the likelihood of my having Daddy K's eyes was. The doctors had said slim to none, considering both he and Santana had dark eyes, which is a dominant trait. But, lo and behold, when I was born, I had the green/gray/blue eyes of Daddy K. I loved my eyes.
"Okay, we all know you're gorgeous, so stop looking at yourself and let's go." Anna tore me away from the mirror and led me to auditorium.
Everyone knew that the auditions were more of a means of determining what your strengths were, as opposed to whether or not you got in. With New Directions, if you wanted in, you were in (my uncle Mike can't even sing and he was in glee for three years). But I'd decided that I was going to treat this like a competitive audition so I could show Mr. Schuester (yes, he's still there) and the rest of the club that I had what it took to be a leading lady. (Oh, and I had to beat Anna. But don't tell her I said that.)
Anna and I took seats in the second row, right behind the current glee club. Gabe and Ian turned around. "What songs are you guys doing?" Ian asked.
" 'On My Own'," Anna replied automatically and the twins and I rolled our eyes. That was the song Aunt Rachel had sang at her own glee audition. Of course Anna would choose that song.
"Liz?" Gabe asked.
" 'Blackbird'," I responded. That song had been playing in my house for as long as I could remember and Daddy K would sing it to me whenever I had a nightmare. It was kind of my song.
Fifteen minutes later, the auditions started. There were only about ten kids, but that was okay since New Directions already had fifteen (which beats the six they had when Mr. Schue started the team over 20 years ago). The kids were good, but I knew that Anna and I were better. We'd grown up with performing. Aunt Rachel and Daddy K had been on Broadway once upon a time and all four of our parents had been in glee clubs. It was in our blood.
"Annabel Hudson," Mr. Schue called out behind us. Anna groaned and rolled her eyes. She hated being called Annabel.
She got up on the stage and said, "Uh, you can..."
"Call her Anna," I heard Daddy K say. I turned around to see him sitting next to Mr. Schue. I smiled and waved at him. He waved back.
"Okay, Anna, then. What song are you going to sing?" He asked it in the voice of a person who already knew the answer.
" 'On My Own' from Les Miserables." I heard Daddy K chuckle. Anna waited for the music to play, then she sang:
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone, I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me for ever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us
I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone, the river's just a river
Without him the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers
I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life I've only been pretending
Without me his world will go on turning
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known!
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own.
When she finished, the entire place errupted in applause. Gabe turned around and said, "Looks like you've got competition for the top spot, Liz."
I scoffed. "Please. Have some faith in me, big brother." I was a diva and I belonged in the spotlight and no one - not even my cousin/best friend was - going to take that away from me.
"Thank was great, Anna. I think you might be better than your mom," Mr. Schue said.
"I'm telling her you said that," Daddy K teased as Anna got off stage and sat back down next to me, high-fiving my brothers.
"Top that," she challenged.
"Oh, I will," I vowed as Mr. Schue called out "Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson". I got on stage and felt as ease. This was where I belonged - on a stage in front of an audience. This was my home. I looked into the audience and saw my brothers and Anna giving me thumbs up. Looking farther back, I saw Daddy K smiling at me and mouthing 'Good luck'. When I said that I'd be singing 'Blackbird', I saw Daddy K beam. That made me want to be even better - I wanted to make him proud.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings, and learn to fly.
All your life,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Black bird singing in the dead of night,
Take these sunken eyes, and learn to see.
All your life,
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
I finished the song and beamed. I know I could have gone the Anna route and chosen a song that better showcased my awesome range, but this song really meant a lot to me and knowing that I had pretty much rocked it made me so happy.
"That was really great, Elizabeth," Mr. Schue complimented. Then turning to Daddy K, he said, "You have some pretty talented kids, Kurt."
"Well, duh," Gabe and Ian said and I laughed as I got off the stage. As I sat down and Anna started talking my ear off, one of the boys in the front row turned around and smiled at me before turning back around.
Hmm... maybe high school wasn't that bad.
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