Glee Club Practice
No One's P.O.V
Everyone is practicing the steps that an oblivious but excited is teaching. Quinn keeps thinking about the conversation she had between her and Mercedes and Rachel. It was about how terrible his dancing was and how they should hire Dakota Stanley.
's P.O.V
I'm very pumped and excited about today. We have new members who are very talented and Mercedes and Tina finally joined glee club officially. I'm teaching the dance very enthusiastically until I turn around and see Quinn with her hand up. "You don't have
to raise your hand every time you have to go to the bathroom. You can just go." I say politely, assuming she had to go to the bathroom. But then she says... "It's not my bladder that's bothering me. It's these dance steps." I'm shocked by what I'm
hearing. "We can't win against vocal adrenaline or compete with these steps. We need Dakota Stanley. He's the best. I mean he was on Broadway." Something's not right here. I wouldn't have expected this from her. "Just because he understudied doesn't
mean he actually performed." I say matter-of-factly. But then Rachel decided to step up and talk. "Well at least he tried. Did you even try ? After high school? Did you even have a leap of faith? Did you even participate in community performances?"
She says with a lot of truth and attitude. I gotta go talk to Emma about this.
Quinn's POV
I feel really bad about what I did to Mr. Schue. But Rachel and Mercedes did have a point. I also wanted so bad to fit in and be popular that I went along with it. But if there's one person that I know will help me out with this situation, it would be
Rachel. We both have something to say sorry for. So I try to go and find her. And I see her at her locker getting ready to go to her next class. "Um Rachel?" I ask nervously. "Yes hair dye?" She asks a bit annoyed. Wow she really is like Ms. Sylvester.
"I wanted to apologize to Mr. Schue for how I treated him. And I think you should apologize too. You kinda did help tear him down als-" Then she interrupts me. "Ok look, stop there. All of you and your darn feelings. He should know especially how
the real world works. Alright. I'm sorry that his feelings are hurt but I want to win. Don't you?" She finally turns to me as she asks this question. "Yeah I do, bu-" She interrupts me again. "Ok then so what's the problem?" She asks with attitude
while raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "The problem is we need a vocal coach and he's not there to help with that part." "Uggh! Fine. You guys are so soft. I'll make you some of my famous sugar cookies and you can go apologize. Deal?" She asks
me exasperatedly.
In Coach Sue's Office: Rachel's POV
"It's a good start. You're sewing the seeds of destruction." Coach says. "Mr. Schuester barely shows up for rehearsals." Mercedes replied back. "Oh no, no, no. Barely will not cut it. I will not be satisfied until glee club is disbanded. And what about
this Dakota character? Any chance he actually helps?" I just shake my head and smirk. "They're soft. He'll eat them alive. I'll give them 15 minutes before the first one either quits or tries to commit suicide." I end smiling. Then coach gets down
from her elliptical and says "You know ladies, I learned a lot in special forces. I was on the strike team in panama when we extracted Noriega. We took out the Shepard and went after the sheep." Then she leans forward and looks us straight in the
eye. "You need to go after these glee clubbers one by one. I want my full budget restored. I need a fog machine.
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Santana's POV
I'm just standing in front of my locker with this pathetic, longing look on my face as I watch this couple holding hands pass by. Then I look over and see Mercedes and Artie kiss while Mercedes just giggles. I mean even they are together now. I look over
and see another couple and they're looking all lovey, dovey too. Then from the corner of my eyes I see Matt walk up to his locker. "Have you ever kissed anybody?" I ask him. "Yes. And if by someone you mean the the tender crook of my elbow." He says
a bit humorously and then he pauses and continues again. "No, I haven't. But I want to." Then I look over to see Mercedes and Artie kiss again as they say see you later while smiling and giggling. Matt notices. "Ok stop it right there Santana. We
are in Glee Club. That means we are at the bottom of the social heap. Even special Ed kids will get more play that us. The only thing that gets me by is that I know we are superior to all of them." He says while eyeing someone's outfit with disgust.
Then he grabs my arm and puts it in his and drags me away. "What are you wearing on our "Operation Dakota Stanley" field trip?" He asks. "is there a dress code?" I ask chuckling. "No. But every moment of your life is an opportunity for fashion." "We'll
hit the mall after school. Meet me at lunch." He says then walks off. "Ok." I say dreamily while smiling big. That's when Rachel and Mercedes walk up to me smiling while putting my arms in theirs. "You should totally scoop that." Rachel says while
Mercedes giggles and plays with my hair. "I don't think I'm his type." I say while looking at Rachel. "Oh I think you are." She says smiling then I look at Mercedes and she's nodding her head yes with a smile on her face. "Just follow our lead, we
got your back." She continues.
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Rachel's POV
"Damn Matt. This car is fly." Santana says to him. "My dad got it after my sweet 16. After I promised to stopped wearing skinny jeans." We all look him up and down. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him." "I just hope they don't laugh at us." Santana says
while locking arms with Matt. "They're so cool and popular. And we look like we just stepped off the short bus." "Those sweaty Nazis just had more time to practice. We have more heart. And don't worry about them. You look fabulous." Then she looks
at us for advice and we all smile and nod our heads to give her the go ahead. "So would you ever... You know, wanna hang out?" She asks a bit nervous. "Yeah. Come over! It dancing week on abc family." He replies back. Then we see Andrea Cohen. I really
wanna freak out. But I have to keep my cool. So I walk up to her HBIC style. "Hi, I'm Rachel. You're Andrea Cohen and we want Dakota Stanley as our dance coach." I say with sass and comfidence. "Don't." She says all dramatic with a huge pause. "He's
a monster." Good. Just the way we need him. So I smirk and lead everyone into the auditorium to watch their performance.
Post Performance
"GET OFF MY STAGE!" Dakota yells. Then they all scurry off. M and I just turn and smile at each other. Then we walk out just as he's about to pull off. "Mr. Stanley. We're the McKinley were the McKinley High Glee Club." Quinn says very excitedly.
"No interviews." He replies back. "We'd like you to choreograph for us." Brittany then explains to him. "Look my is fee $8,000 per number and + a $10,000 bonus if you place in the top 3. And with Dakota Stanley at the wheel, you will place in the
top 3. Move it." He says while doing a shoo movement then speeds off. "How are we going to get $8,000?" Quinn asks what we were all thinking aloud.
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Finn's POV
I go to find Puck to tell him about the conversation I just had with Mr. Schue. I find him in the bathroom. "Hey man." "Sup dude. What's up?" He ask me while washing his hands. "So I just had a talk with Mr. Schue about glee club and-" He interrupts me
and asks eagerly. "Wait! He's coming back to glee club!?" "No." "Oh." He says disappointed. "Anyways. He offered me a spot in his acafellas and I came to ask if you wanted to join. It would be pretty fun and away from all the craziness that is women."
"Totally man. I'm in."
Next Day
Santana's POV
I'm at my locker getting ready for class when Quinn and Brittany come up to me. "We need to have a gayvention. That's a gay intervention." "Yeah. It's Matt. He hangs out and flirts with Mike a lot. Ok this is getting frustrating. "Ok their best friends,
so what?" I ask annoyed. "Yeah but he wore skinny jeans. Not the rocker, hot guy, skinny jeans. But the fashion model, I can't breathe skinny jeans." Quinn points out to me. "Ok so what? Just because he wears nice clothes doesn't mean he's on the
down-low." "You can do better, Santana." "Really? Well, what if I can't? There's not a lot of guys around here Knocking down my door for a date. Or yours, for that matter. Nobody notices us. Hello? We're in glee club. And I'm tired of being lonely.
Aren't you? But Matt... Matt is sweet to me, and he likes who I am, And I like how I feel when I'm with him. And he's in our group, he understands what I'm going through. Now, maybe that's not enough for you guys, but it's enough for me." I say with
sass and truth.
Car Wash
No Ones POV
"You know what, sue? i got to say, I really misjudged you. Getting the cheerios to help out with the glee club choreographer fund-raiser Is one of the nicest things I've ever seen." Emma says quite shocked.
"Well, Erma, i'm willing to do whatever it takes to make this glee club successful." She says thoughtfully.
MAN: come on!
"Ooh! So excited. Oh, I love a car wash, too, though, you know. When I was little, if I got all "A"s, my dad would let me wash his car, so I'd get my little toothbrush out, and I'd clean it all weekend long." Emma says excitedly as she remembers the past.
"You know, the way you use your mental illness to help these kids is really inspiring. I'm shocked you're not married." She says a bit sarcastic, but mostly shocked.
With Santana and Matt
Santana's POV
"Uggh. Your rims are clean. We've polished them, like, three times already." I say a bit tired. "Did you bring a change of clothes? Because we're going straight to dance-along Steps of Rhythm." He asks. Then I get the courage to ask him about us. "So,
listen, Matt, this is like the third time we've gone out. Can we just make it official?" I ask with a smile on my face. "Make what official?" He asks a bit skeptical and rude. "You know, that we're dating." I say flirtatiously and like it's
obvious. "I'm sorry, Santana, But I thought I made it very clear. I'm in love with someone else. (Matt glances at Mike, as Santana turns to look, Quinn gets in the way of Matt) "Quinn?" I asked shocked and hurt. "Yes." He answers quickly. "For several
years now." He continues.
SANTANA BEGINS SINGING "Bust Your Windows" by Jazmine Sullivan
"You busted my window. How could you do that? You busted my window!" He says horrified. How dare he get mad over a window but not my feelings. "Well, you busted my heart. Hm!" I say with sass.
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Rachel's POV
This should definitely disband glee club. But why did I come up with this in the first place again? I still have yet to figure that out. Kurt and the boys had something to do so they couldn't come. I wonder what is was. Probably trying to find their pride.
Or maybe they think we might succeed in disbanding the club.
"Okay, please examine your personalized menus. This is what you're going to be eating for the next six months." "Um, mine just says coffee." Santana says confused. "Mm-hmm." He clarifies. "What's smelt?" Quinn asks also confused. "A pungent, low-carb
freshwater fish." He explains "Okay, let's start with today's business. Matt, you're cut. You're not trying hard enough." He continues while scratching his head. "At what?" He asks quite shocked and confused.
"At smiling. We can't be having you pouty during every number. It throws off the whole dynamic, and it's depressing." Haha. Is rude that I find this kind of funny. But it is mean at the same time. "So, you're kicking him out?" Santana asks upset. "Mm-hmm.
Also you. Youse got to go, Selena. No, no, no. Yeah." "You can't kick people out of glee club because you don't like the way they look." Mike says. "Uh, why don't you shut your face-gash And stay away from aerosol cans because You could burst into
flames at any second? He does put on a lot of hair spray throughout the day. Then he gets T, M, and I. "You three– you're great. You're perfect. Seriously. Don't change a thing." He says impressed. We just smile sweetly at him. "Uh, you– ew, to many
nose jobs. "Now just hold on a second." Finn says. "What? What was that, Frankenteen? Why don't you, uh, wipe that dopey look off your face and get some lotion for those knuckles you've been dragging on the ground?" "What's wrong with you?" Finn asks
angrily. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me is that you're freakishly tall. I feel like a woodland Creature. Um, am I hurting your feelings? Did I say something wrong? Because I thought you wanted somebody who respected you enough to tell
you the truth. But maybe you don't have the confidence to hear it, hmm? Maybe you need somebody who's going to lie to you and tell you things like, "you got what it takes." But you know what? As far as I can see, you don't. So, why don't you just
take a little second, take a breather, And ask yourself, "Do I want to be a winner (laughs) or not?" "Screw this. I quit." Yes! It's working.
"Me too. Let's roll, Mike." Brittany says. Then all three of us start to smile at each other. "No. Great, great. You know, Separate the wheat from the chaff; that's perfect. "Wait. Rachel you should love this. Barbra Streisand. When Barbra was a young
ingénue, everyone told her in order to be a star, she'd have to get a nose job. Thankfully, she refused." That is true.
"Where's this going, Yentl?" I give the girls a knowing look. She mentioned Barbara. Now I know I have to join them. "Where it's going is that We don't need you. Let's face it, we're never going to be as good of dancers as Vocal Adrenaline. We're gonna
win because we're different. And that's what makes us special." I say and I look around and then I look towards Finn and we just smile at each other. "They told J. Lo her booty was too big." Santana says with sass. "Did you know that Curtis
Mayfield was more successful after he became paralyzed?" "Jim Abbott." Finn says with a smile. "I have no idea who that is." Dakota bites back. "He was a one-armed pitcher for the yankees. He pitched a no-hitter." He continues softly. "Okay,
so, yeah. Misfits and spaz-heads and cripples can make it, too. That's great. What's your point?"
"Our point is that You're fired." Quinn says. "And i'm taller than you." I say while T and M giggles. "Barely. Then we dismiss ourselves. I think we had enough for today. "Why'd you do it Rae?" Tina asks innocently. "I mean besides Streisand, why'd you
help him?" Mercedes continues her question. "Because. We have to make them think we're with them. The closer we are to them, to the closer we are to the club ending." "Understandable." Mercedes agrees. "But, how do we tell coach?" Tina asks the chilling
question we were all thinking.
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Santana's POV
I really feel like I should apologize to Matt. I feel really bad about everything that happened between us. And I want to make it right. I know for a fact that we could great friends.
"Hey, Matt. I just wanted to say I'm really sorry I did that to your car. I'll pay for it to get fixed. "It's okay. My dad took my baby away after he found my sparkling shoes collection in the back of my closet. "And I just wanted to say I hope it works
out between you and Quinn. You'll have really cute, obnoxious babies." I say quite sad. "Santana, I lied to you. I don't like Quinn. I'm gay." He says very quiet. "Why didn't you just tell me?" I say understandingly but a bit shocked.
"Because I've never told anyone before." He says still quiet. "You shouldn't be ashamed of who you are, Kurt. You should just tell people, Especially the kids in glee. The whole point of the club is about expressing what's really inside you, remember?"
I say affectionately. "I can't. I'm just not that confident, i guess." He says sadly.
Sue's Office
Rachel's POV
I'm really nervous. I didn't want to let her down. What if she kicks us off the Cheerios. We didn't want Tina to face her wrath, so it's Just Mercedes and I.
"Let me get this straight. The glee club got rid of Dakota Stanley; Mr. Schuester is back; and they're busy at work on a new number, more confident than ever." She says very calmly.
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WILL: And down clap, and up, clap, clap. Down, clap, and up, clap, clap.
Back In Sue's Office
"This is what we call a total disaster, ladies. I'm going to ask you to smell your armpits." Me and M look at each other uncertain and reluctantly smell our armpits. "That's the smell of failure. And it's stinking up my office. I'm revoking your
every other Friday tater tots privileges for the rest of the semester." She says calmly. Then Mercedes runs sobbing and says "Oh, no!" She knows how Mercy and I look forward to the Friday's we can have tater tots. Especially Mercedes. She didn't
have to do that. "Ms. Sylvester, I want to thank you." "For what?" She asks curiously. "For teaching me a valuable life lesson. When you really believe in yourself, you don't have to bring other people down." I say to put something on her mind. Then
I walk out.
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Rachel's POV
His choreography is still basic though.
"Uh, uh, step, ball change and head. Step, ball change and head. Low and up. Low and high! Oh, what do you guys think?" Then Quinn raises her hand. Uhh here we go with her selfish remarks. "Mr. Schuester?" "Yes, Quinn?" He asks cautiously. "It was really
good." Thank you. We all laugh. He then let's out a breathe then says. "Thank you. Thank you. Okay. From the top!" Maybe it was meant to be this way.