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Chapter 4: Things in common.
Hi guys, this is chapter 4, I hope you like it. I haven't write P.O.V Puck since the first chapter, so this chapter is all P.O.V Puck!
P.O.V Puck
We left the building, and before we got inside my car, Quinn asked me:
― How did you knew?
― How did I knew what, baby?
― Where was Beth.
― Well, I had to do a lot of researching, and Mr Schuester helped. Then I contacted Shelby and asked if we could pass by to see our Beth.
― And you did all of this… For me?
― For us.
Quinn was still crying. It really kills me to see her like that, so vulnerable. I gave her a hug and she cried in my shoulder.
― Thank you. ―She said, and then she leaned over and we shared a passionate kiss.
Quinn is very depressed right now, it was shocking for her to see Beth, I'm sure she wasn't expecting something like that, but she loved seeing our daughter again, and so do I. The difference is that I'm not as fragile and emotional like Quinn, and I never cry. Well, I did this time, but this was another case.
― Baby, why don't you calm down a little and I take you to have some ice cream. Would you like that? ―I asked.
She didn't answer with words; she just nodded with her face full of tears, and I took a napkin from my pocket, the same one I used to wipe away Quinn's tears when I took her to my grandma's garden, and I wiped her tears again. I looked at her tenderly holding both of her hands and said:
― I will be for you anytime you need someone to wipe your tears. ―I said.
― I… I just love you. ―Said Quinn.
― Finally! You finally said it! You know, Quinn, I have waited so much for you to tell me that. This is the first time you tell me you love me! ―I said very excited.
― Actually, this is the first time I said that to a guy that isn't my dad. ―Said Quinn smiling.
― I love your smile, baby.
She smiled again as a reply. Damn, Quinn is so perfect.
― Let's go to eat ice cream! ―I exclaimed.
We got in my car and went to the ice cream store.
― What ice cream flavour would you like to eat? We can share a Banana Split if you want, I know It's your favorite. ―I said.
― How do you know?
― I took you to an ice cream store before you got pregnant. I wanted to share a Banana Split with you but you said you couldn't do that to your body and ordered one made of yogurt or something like that, but at some point you mentioned the Banana Split was your favorite.
― How do you remember all this things?
― I remember anything if you're involved in.
She smiled and said:
― Well, Puck, this time we're going to share a big Banana Split.
I ordered the Banana Split and we sat to eat.
― This is delicious. ―Said Quinn.
― Indeed! ―I replied.
― Can I tell you something? ―Quinn asked.
― What kind of question is that? Of course you can!
― Sometimes I wonder what would happened if I have decided to raise Beth with you.
― I wonder that too…
― Yeah, it's complicated.
― But life doesn't end there. We're gonna marry some day and have more kids.
― You're already thinking of marriage? ―Asked Quinn
― Well, not now, but we're going to marry someday…
Quinn just giggled.
― Tomorrow is our duet. ―Said Quinn smiling.
― Yes, we're gonna kick ass at it.
― Oh, and I forgot to say, my mom wants you to come home tomorrow to have dinner.
― Why?
― I don't know. She doesn't really approves you as a boyfriend for me and she wants to know you well and stuff.
― I'm scared to screw things up…
― Just don't talk about other girls, the crimes you have committed and your bad grades. You can practice in a mirror…
― Practicing in a mirror is so Rachel Berry.
― You better do it, unless you want my mom to disapprove you.
― Anything for my baby.
We kept talking and eating ice cream for a while, then I took Quinn home and we kissed goodbye.
I went to my house thinking how much I love Quinn. I would do anything for her, I'm crazy for her. I love every part of Quinn. I love how she's emotional but at the same way so strong, I love the way she looks at me with her gorgeous hazel eyes, I love her sweet voice and how awesome it harmonizes with mine, I love how her lovingly smile can make my day, I love her more than I ever thought I could love someone. And now, I'm here, lying in bed thinking about her. It's 2:00am and I haven't sleep. I should try, tomorrow's going to be a big day.
It's finally Monday and when I got to school and noticed that everyone was gossiping about me and Quinn. Typical.
When I entered to the choir room, all the gleeks were asking me and Quinn questions, when Mr Schue arrived full of energy and exclaimed:
― Hey everybody! Your homework was to sing with the duet partner that was assigned to you a song about something both of you have in common. Before you sing, you guys have to talk about the thing you have in common and why you chose it. So, which ones wants to come first?
At that moment, Rachel raised her hand.
―Mr Schue. Mercedes and I want to come first.
― Very well! Now let's hear what Rachel and Mercedes are going to say.
Rachel and Mercedes stood up their chairs and Rachel started to talk.
― The song whe chose is "When I Grow Up" by the Pussycat Dolls and it represents that both Mercedes and I want to become superstars, appear in magazines, people screaming our names, being in the red carpet, winning lots of awards…
― Rachel, I think they got the point ―Said Mercedes.
Typical, I knew they were going to sing something like that.
The music started to play and Rachel and Mercedes started to sing:
Both: Boys call you sexy
And you don't care what they say
See everytime you turn around they screaming your name
Boys call you sexy
And you don't care what they say
See everytime you turn around they screaming your name
Rachel:Now I've got a confession.
When I was young I wanted attention
And I promised myself that I'd do anything
Anything at all for them to notice me
Mercedes: But I aint complaining
Y'all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say
You know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
'Cause see when I was younger I would say
Both: When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fashion Queen
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Rachel: Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Mercedes: Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Rachel: They use to tell me I was silly
Until I popped up on the TV
I always wanted to be a superstar
Who knew that singing songs would get me this far
Mercedes: But I ain't complaining
Y'all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say
You know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
'Cause see when I was younger I would say
Both: When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fashion Queen
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Rachel: Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Mercedes: Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Rachel: I see them staring at me
Oh I'm a trendsetter
Yes this is true 'cause what I do, no one can do it better
Mercedes: You can talk about me, 'cause I'm a hot topic
I see you watching me watching me and I know you want it
Both: When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fashion Queen
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Rachel: Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Mercedes: Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
― Girls, your performance was amazing! Good job! ―Said Mr Schue.
― Thanks. Mercedes and I worked hard on this song. ―Said Rachel.
― Now, who's next? ―Asked Mr Schue.
Santana and Lauren stood up and at the same time they said:
― We.
― That's great, girls. Now, talk us about the thing you two have in common. ―Said Mr. Schue.
― We're going to sing "Can't Be Tamed" by Miley Cyrus, because we can't be tamed. ―Said Lauren.
― No… Seriously? ―Said Rachel sarcastically.
The music started to play and Santana and Lauren started to sing.
Lauren: For those who don't know me, I can get a bit crazy
Have to get my way, 24 hours a day
'Cause I'm hot like that
Every guy everywhere just gives me mad attention
Like I'm under inspection, I always get the 10s
'Cause I'm built like that
Santana:I go through guys like money flyin' out their hands
They try to change me but they realize they can't
And every tomorrow is a day I never planned
If you're gonna be my man, understand
Both: I can't be tamed, I can't be saved
I can't be blamed, I can't, can't
I can't be tamed, I can't be changed
I can't be saved, I can't be (can't be)
I can't be tamed
Lauren: If I see my reflections 'bout my intentions
I'll tell ya I'm not here to sell ya
Or tell ya to get to hell
I'm like a puzzle but all of my pieces are jagged
If you can understand this, we can make some magic
I'm on like that
Santana:I wanna fly I wanna drive I wanna go
I wanna be a part of something I don't know
And if you try to hold me back I might explode
Baby by now you should know
Both: I can't be tamed, I can't be saved
I can't be blamed, I can't, can't
I can't be tamed, I can't be changed
I can't be saved, I can't be (can't be)
I can't be tamed
Lauren: I'm not a trick you play, I ride a different way
I'm not a mistake, I'm not a fake, It's set in my DNA
Don't change me (x4)
(I can't be tamed)
Santana:I wanna fly I wanna drive I wanna go
I wanna be a part of something I don't know
And if you try to hold me back I might explode
Baby by now you should know
Both: I can't be tamed, I can't be saved
I can't be blamed, I can't, can't
I can't be tamed, I can't be changed
I can't be saved, I can't be (can't be)
I can't be tamed
― That's right, bitches! We can't be tamed! ―Exclaimed Lauren.
― Great performance, girls, but you didn't talk much about it…
― Who cares? We rocked. ―Said Santana.
― Who wants to come next? ―Said Mr. Schuester.
― Kurt and me! ―Said Brittany.
― Come on, show us what you've got! ―Said Mr. Schue.
Kurt and Brittany stood up and Kurt started to talk.
― Hi, glee clubbers, I couldn't think of something Britt and I have in common, but then Britt said…
― We're friends! I love Porcelain's soft hands and I'm happy that we're friends! ―Said Brittany happily.
― So, we're going to sing "You've Got a Friend in Me" by Toy Story… ―Said Kurt.
― I chose the song! ―Said Brittany giggling.
― Awww, I love that movie! ―Said Sam.
― I know, me too! Buzz Lightyear is so hot! ―Replied Brittany.
The music started to play and Kurt and Brittany started to sing.
Both: You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
Brittany: When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
Just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Both: You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
Kurt: You've got troubles, well I've got 'em too
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you
We stick together and we see it through
Both: You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
Brittany: Some other folks might be
A little bit smarter than I am
Bigger and stronger too
Maybe
But none of them will ever love you the way I do
It's me and you
Kurt: And as the years go by
Boys, our friendship will never die
You're gonna see
It's our destiny
Both: You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
― Awww, guys, that was so cute! Now who's next? Come on, guys! Artie, Finn and Mike, why don't you guys perform your song? ―Said Mr Schuester.
― Wait, why are they three? ―Quinn asked.
― Because we are 13, and that isn't a pair number, so Artie, Finn and Mike are performing together… Didn't you pay attention in that class? ―Said Mr. Schue.
― Not actually… I was thinking on something… ―Replied Quinn.
― Ok, Finn, Artie and Mike, I want to hear your song! ―Said Mr. Schuester.
― Believe me, you don't want to, Mr. Schue… ―Said Artie.
― Come on, guys! We're all family! ― Said Mr Schue.
Finn, Artie and Mike looked at each other and then Finn finally said:
―This was hard for us… It's difficult to find a song about something three guys have in common, and the thing we have in common is that we all are in the football team.
Really? I didn't know that. ―Said Lauren sarcastically.
―And when we play football, we have to have our head in the game. ―Said Mike.
―So, we're going to sing "Get 'cha Head in the Game" by High School Musical. ―Said Artie.
― That song is about basket, not football. ―Said Santana.
― It was actually Mike's little sister's idea. Not ours. ―Said Finn.
― And of course, I'm only going to sing backing vocals, but I'm going to dance around while I make movements with a basket ball. ―Said Mike.
― Please, don't laugh at us… ―Said Artie.
The music started to play, Mike started to dance and Artie started to sing:
Artie: Coach said to fake right
And break left
Watch out for the pick
And keep an eye on defense
Gotta run the give and go
And take the ball to the hole
But don't be afraid
To shoot the outside "J"
Just keep ya head in the game
Just keep ya head in the game
And don't be afraid
To shoot the outside "J"
Just keep ya head in the game
U gotta
Get'cha get'cha head in the game
All: We gotta
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game
(repeat 3x)
Finn: Let's make sure
That we get the rebound
'Cause when we get it
Then the crowd will go wild
A second chance
Gotta grab it and go
Maybe this time
We'll hit the right notes
Wait a minute
It's not the time or place
Wait a minute
Get my head in the game
Wait a minute
Get my head in the game
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
All: You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
(repeat 3x)
Artie: Why am I feeling so wrong
My head's in the game
But my heart's in the song
She makes this feel so right
(SPOKEN)
Mike: Should I go for it
Better shake this, yikes!
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
All: You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
(repeat 4x)
― Wildcats! ―Screamed Tina
― Guys, your performance was so cool, but I was hoping for something deeper you have in common. ―Said Mr. Schue.
― Dude, what were you expecting? A song about feelings? ―Replied Finn.
― All right! Sam and Tina, why don't you come next?
― No, Mr. Schue, you don't want to hear it. Our performance is worst than the Wildcast. ―Said Sam.
― Hey! We were awesome! ―Replied Artie.
― It doesn't matter, Sam! Come on! ―Said Mr. Schue.
― No, Mr. Schue, Sam is right… ―Said Tina.
― No, guys, I won't allow this. You have to show us your assignment. ―Said Mr. Schue.
Sam and Tina stood up and Sam finally talked:
― Well, it was very hard for me and Tina to find out a song about something we have in common, but then we were watching America's Got Talent and we got the idea! We're both Americans!
― Oh my God, seriously? I didn't notice that. Just another question, are you from Earth or from Mars? ―Said Lauren sarcastically.
― I thought Tina was Asian. ―Said Brittany.
― Yes, I'm Asian, but I was born in America. ―Said Tina.
― So, we're going to sing God Bless America. Because we're Americans and we're proud of it. ―Said Sam.
Tina: God bless America
Land that I love
Stand beside her
And guide her
Through the night
With the light
From above
Sam: From the mountains
To the prairies
To the oceans
White with foam
God bless America
My home sweet home
Tina: God bless America
Land that I love
Stand beside her
And guide her
Through the night
With the light
from above
Sam: From the mountains
To the prairies
To the oceans
White with foam
God bless America
My home sweet home
Both: From the Mountains
To the prairies
To the oceans
White with foam
God bless America
My home sweet home
God bless America
God bless America
God bless America
My home sweet home
― Guys, it's awesome that you're proud of being an American, but I was hoping for another thing in common you have… ―Said Mr. Schue.
― Mr. Schuester, I believe this assignment was hard to all of us! ―Said Tina.
― Well, now the only ones left are… Puck and Quinn! ―Exclaimed Mr. Schue.
This was chapter 4, sorry if it was boring, but I wanted to write about the the Glee assignments of all the Gleeks.
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Also, I want to know, what's your favorite chapter so far?
What of these performances did you like the most?
Next chapter is Puck and Quinn's duet and Puck's dinner with Quinn and her mother Judy. What else would you like to see in this story?
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-Clara Eugenia.