The girls had returned from Winter Break and the first thing that they did on Sunday night was head to meet Rebekah in the auditorium.
"Welcome back girls. I hope you all had great winter breaks." She stated. "I've decided to call this meeting tonight so we don't have to meet in the morning. This week we will covering a genre of music that was first discovered in 1927 in Bristol, Tennessee. This genre is of course, country. Now country music recently underwent a change which thankfully died out in this past year. Now we're not going to be singing tonight. I just wanted to get you ready."
After the meeting, Renee and Elle went back to their room.
"So have you and Gabriella fucked yet?" The brunette asked.
"That's kind of personal." Elle replied with a blush.
"Come on, we're roommates and friends." Renee pointed out. "If you can't share you smut with me, who can you share it with?"
"We haven't had sex." Elle stated. "I really don't know what to do."
"There's an article about it in one of my magazines." Renee told her.
"No, I don't know how to go about telling her I want to have sex or if I'm even ready for it." Elle explained. "What about you? I don't see you having sex with anyone."
"I haven't found anyone that I want to have sex with." Renee lied. Elle saw right through it. "Well I have, but she doesn't really know that I like her."
"You should try to tell her." Elle suggested. "I mean she won't know that you like her if you don't."
So you say your love's about to end
You say you can't take no more
She's out the door
And you're looking for a friend
Who am I to tell you why
But I'm just curious, were you furious
Or did you swallow your pride
And look her in the eye and
Tell her that you love her tell her that you need her
Tell her that you want her to stay, reassure her with a kiss
She may never know unless you, Show her what your feeling
Tell her you're believing even though it's hard to say
Cause she needs to know you're thinking of her
So open up and tell her that you love her
Girl I've been right where you are now
And my heart was broke
Cause I never spoke
Those healing words out loud
But I've learned my lesson well
And now every night
Before I close my eyes
I look at my woman and
I ask myself did you
Tell her that you love her tell her that you need her
Tell her that you want her to stay, reassure her with a kiss
She may never know unless you, Show her what you're feeling
Tell her you're believing even though it's hard to say
Cause she needs to know you're thinking of her
So open up and tell her that you love her
"That's probably going a bit too far." Renee remarked. "I don't love her. I just like her."
"Well you still need to tell her." Elle pointed out. "Do I know her?"
"She's actually in the Glee club with us." Renee replied. "Okay, I can talk to her, but please don't interfere."
Elle began to wonder which girl it was. She hoped that Renee didn't have a crush on a straight girl, or a girl in a relationship or specifically a girl in a relationship with her.
"Just tell me one thing." Elle bargained. "It's not Gabriella, is it?"
"No." Renee replied. "You'll know who it is as soon as I talk to her."
The two of them nodded before they went to bed.
In the morning, they went to Rebekah's music class.
"So can anyone tell me who is considered The Father of Country Music?" Rebekah asked. She didn't see any hands raised. "It's Jimmie Rodgers."
"Is he related to Kenny Rogers?" Cady asked her.
"No, they're not even spelled the same way." Rebekah declared. "Kenny Rogers was important to bringing country music into the mainstream though, along with other artists like Dolly Parton, Alabama, and Willie Nelson, but Jimmie Rodgers will be on the test, so make sure you know his name and what he did."
After class, Renee walked up to Cady. She was really nervous.
"Hey, Cady, do you have a minute?" She requested.
"What's up?" Cady replied.
"I was wondering if by chance you wanted to go on a date with me sometime." Renee declared.
"Sure, I guess I'd be interested in that." Cady responded.
"Well there goes the song that I had prepared." Renee replied.
"If you have a song that you want to sing, you should sing and I'll listen." Cady remarked.
Girl, I've been thinking about us, no aint good at this stuff
These feelings piling up won't give me no rest
This might come out a little crazy, a little sideways maybe
I don't know how long it'll make but I'll do my best
If you'll be my soft sweet, I'll be strong and steady
You'll be my glass of wine, I'll be your shot of whiskey
You'll be my sunny day, I'll be your shade tree
You'll be my honeysuckle, I'll be your honey bee
Your kiss just said it all, I'm glad we had this talk
Nothing left to do but fall in each other's arms
I coulda said a "I love you" coulda wrote you a line or two
Baby all I know to do is speak right from the heart
If you'll be my soft sweet, I'll be strong and steady
You'll be my glass of wine, I'll be your shot of whiskey
You'll be my sunny day, I'll be your shade tree
You'll be my honeysuckle, I'll be your honey bee
You'll be my Louisiana, I'll be your Mississippi
You'll be my Little Loretta, I'll be your Conway Twitty
You'll be my sugar Baby, I'll be your sweet iced tea
You'll be my honeysuckle, I'll be your honey bee
"Yeah, I'll definitely go out with you." Cady replied.
After classes were over, Cady went back to her room to meet with Lisa. The girl had been sick and stayed in the room all day.
"Are you feeling better?" Cady asked.
"A little bit." Lisa declared. "I finally stopped puking."
"Have you seen the nurse at all?" Cady questioned. "You know we have a 24-hour-nursing service."
"I don't really think it's that serious." Lisa replied.
"Well it's probably better to be safe than sorry." Cady suggested.
"Fine." Lisa declared as she grabbed her coat and got a ride to the nurse's office. She didn't know what to expect because it was probably just a stomach bug. She would be fine within a few days.
The nursing station was not your average nursing station at a school, but more like a mini doctor's office. They had testing supplies to determine various ailments. She began to sing to herself while she was in the waiting room.
Everybody's always waiting on Friday, watching that clock and sitting on go
What do you say we find a little warm sunshine and open umbrella on the patio
Don't need a reason or a happy hour, aint hanging round for a fireworks show
Get a head start a little sip something off and running here we go
1,2,3 here we go
Don't wanna wait till the sun's sinking we could be feeling alright
I know you know what I'm thinking, why don't we do a little day drinking
Why don't we do a little day drinking
Blame on the work day, blame it on the heatwave
Blame it on the tick tock moving too slow
Blame it on any old thing you want to
Ready get set baby here we go
Don't wanna wait till the sun's sinking we could be feeling alright
I know you know what I'm thinking, why don't we do a little day drinking
Why don't we do a little day drinking
Don't wanna wait till the sun's sinking we could be feeling alright
I know you know what I'm thinking, why don't we do a little day drinking
Why don't we do a little day drinking
Why don't we do a little day drinking
She then headed into the office and they took some blood from her, which she didn't like because she wasn't too fond of needles.
"So I think that you need to see Ms. Lancaster." The nurse replied.
"Why do I need to do that?" Lisa asked.
"You're pregnant and you should talk to her about your options." She responded. Lisa felt like she had just been hit by a truck or maybe some kind of large dog.
Later in the week, Gabriella and Elle were making out on the former's bed.
"So are you gonna sing something to me?" Elle asked.
"I supposed I could if you want me to." Gabriella replied. "What do you want me to sing for you?"
"Just sing whatever you were gonna sing this week in Glee." Elle suggested.
Heading down south to the land of the pines, I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up at the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in 17 hours, picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hoping for Raleigh I can see my baby tonight
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train, hey mama rock me
Running from the cold up in New England, I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band
My baby plays the guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh north country winters keep getting me down, lost my money playing so I had to leave town
But I aint turning back to living that old life no more
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train, hey mama rock me
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train, hey mama rock me
At the end of the week, Alessandra was leading the group as they sang
I can feel the magic floating in the air, being with you gets me that way
I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've never been this swept away
All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze when I'm lying wrapped in your arms
The whole world just fades away, the only thing I heart is the beating of your heart
Cause I can feel your breathe, it's washing over me
Suddenly I'm melting into you
There's nothing left to prove, baby all we need is just to be
Caught up in the touch, slow and steady rush
Baby isn't that the way that love's supposed to be
I can feel you breathe, just breathe
Caught up in the touch, slow and steady rush
Baby isn't that the way that love's supposed to be
I can feel you breathe, just breathe
I can feel the magic floating in the air
Being with gets me that way
Rebekah noticed that Lisa still wasn't there and she was beginning to get a little bit worried.
So Lisa's pregnant and Cady and Renee are going out. The songs are "Tell Her" by Lonestar, "Honey Bee" by Blake Shelton, "Day Drinking" by Little Big Town, "Wagon Wheel" by Darius Rucker and "Breathe" by Faith Hill. Please don't forget to review.