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A/N: Alright it's time for new update but first off I want to thank my reviewers from last week; Princess976, LadyLuckAJ, NaeNae1495, WickedSong, shanti-noel03, and shanti-noel03. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and please remember to Review.
Baby S
Chapter Eleven
The new school year was just around the corner and Mercedes found herself spending more and more time with her brother and the rest of her band at the recording studio. Micah hardly let her have time off because according to him, she'd have plenty of time off once the first bell rang at McKinley High. "Mercedes you wanna take a break before we try to get this take again?" Micah asked as he looked in on his sister.
"Yes lord, please let me take a break."
"Fine. . . everyone let's have a um, twenty minute break." Once the words were out of Mercedes settled down into a nearby sofa that had been set up in the large recording area and massaged the back of her neck.
"You alright Mercy?" William asked as he sat down beside her and carefully unhooked his guitar and sat it down on the other side of the sofa for safekeeping. Mercedes looked over at him and graced him with a bright smile.
"I'm fine Will, just hella tried right about now." she replied with a soft giggle as she shifted a bit more on the sofa so she could relax better. William nodded his head in agreement as he also leant back on the sofa.
"I'm tired too so can you please talk to your brother about running us ragged. I'm sure there's a law out there somewhere that says this is bad labor practices." he said with a chuckle as he turned his head so he could look at her. "Although, I know it's from a good place but seriously Mercy." he said as he looked at her right before his attention drifted to a Janice who was headed their way.
"I'll talk to him about it, Will. However, I just think he wants everything to be perfect and here I thought I was the perfectionist in the family." she said with a roll of her eyes as she glanced over at her brother who was currently engaged in a conversation with several of his buddies that were apart of her band.
"Well I think your brother is giving you a run for your money in that regard." he stated with a chuckle as he shook his head just as Janice neared the sofa. "Oh Janice!" he called out to the girl just before reaching out and pulling her down onto the sofa. He chuckled as she started slapping his arms and chest as she was pulled down beside him. "Ouch! Girl you're gonna leave bruises."
"Well you better be thankful that's all I'm doing, William." she huffed as she playfully glared at him.
"You know that sounded like a promise." Mercedes covered her mouth a laughed at that as Janice just continued to hit and fuss at him while William weakly tried to apologize to her without laughing which was something he seemed to be failing at.
"Janice is everything okay over here?" They all looked up and saw Micah standing over them with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixated on William and Janice.
"Everything's fine. . .J'nice just has a nasty habit of hitting on me." he said with a wink as he looked over at Janice enjoying the effect of his little play on words. Mercedes watched as Janice's cheeks swelled as she took in what William had just said.
"I was asking Janice, William."
"Everything's fine, Micah." Janice replied as she hit William one last time. "I'm just keeping him in check you know." William just chuckled at that explanation and earned himself another quick hit on the shoulder.
"Ouch!" Micah watched as Janice finally settled into William's side as William draped his arm around her shoulders.
"Okay just making sure," he graced them both with a smile. "I don't want William running you off." He then turned his attention back towards his sister and rubbed a hand over his chin as he looked down at her. "Cedes, I've got some ideas I really wanna run by you," he reached down and latched onto her hand and gently pulled her off the sofa. "Is that okay?"
"It's fine," she turned back to William and Janice who were playfully fussing with one another. "See you guys later."
"Alright Mercy!" Janice and William sang out together while giving her a wave which she returned with a laugh. Micah raised an eyebrow at that and looked down at Mercedes.
"Mercy?"
"It's a nickname Micah, you know like you call me Cedes." she said as she playfully rolled her eyes. "Now what is it that you wanted to talk to me about. I mean seriously this is our first break since two and it's almost six."
"Sorry about that. . .I get carried away in the booth. Victory told me to give you guys a break." he said sheepishly as he draped a heavy arm around his sister's shoulders. "So how's Sam?" he asked as they walked towards the back of the studio where his office was located. Mercedes didn't answer immediately as she tried to figure out what her brother was up too.
"He's fine, why. . . you've never been concerned about him before now." Micah just shook his head and opened the door to his office and ushered her inside.
"I thought I told you I was getting over my little problem."
"I know that's what you said but I still don't think I really believe you. I see the looks you give Sam sometimes. . .the difference from before and now is you don't say anything offensive anymore." Micah just frowned at that and shook his head.
"I'm really not trying to start a fight with you. I'm just trying to make idle conversation." he said as he closed the door to his office and made his way over to his desk while Mercedes sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk.
"Why?"
"Well. . .my boss is gonna call here in a few minutes and well he wanted to talk to you." Micah said with a small smirk. "I told him that it wouldn't be a problem besides I knew you would want to at least speak to the guy that will be eventually writing some checks for you to cash." he said with a wink.
"Are you serious?"
"Quite serious." Micah said with a bright smile as he looked at his sister. "I just thought this conversation would be good for you. . .to you know show you just how real this was getting." he said with a bright smile as he looked at her.
"I don't think it can get any realer." Mercedes said with a shake of her head while Micah just leaned back in his chair.
"Believe me it can get even realer." just as he finished talking the phone starting ringing. Micah gave his sister a quick smile and then reached out and put his office phone on speaker. "Hello Mr. Tyson."
"Micah Jones, how are you doing?" A deep voice asked over the line. "And is your lovely sister with you?"
"Yeah she is. I told her you wanted to talk." The voice chuckled over the line and Mercedes just nervously sat forward on the edge of her seat.
"Ms. Jones, how are you darling?" the voice asked. "I'm Mr. Tyson. . . Asher Tyson and I'm your brother's business partner here at Interscope L.A. offices. Now he told me that you were going to be his first featured artist at LoveJones records and I just wanted to have a chat with you. You know get to know you bit better."
"That sounds fine, Mr. Tyson."
"Asher. . . baby girl, call me Asher." Mercedes smiled at that and nodded her head as she looked over at her brother who just nodded his head encouragingly.
"Alright Asher."
Sam sat on the edge of Mercedes' bed later that night and listened as she talked about her day at the studio from start to finish. "And so the guy named Asher Tyson called and he's the head over Interscope L.A. and he's really nice plus he told me that Micah had sent him so of my recordings and that he became an instance fan after hearing, 'Tightrope,'. . .he thinks that should be my first single but can you believe that he said he was an instance fan."
"Of course he became an instance fan baby. I mean come on what's not to love about your voice it's flawless. . .it'll pull people in every time." he said with bright smile as he got off her bed and walked over to her. Mercedes looked up at him and graced him with a small smile as she linked her hands behind his neck.
"So did my voice pull you in?"
"Nope," Sam stated on a laugh. "I love your voice though but that's not what drew me in. What got me was when you and Santana sang River Deep, Mountain High and you did that booty shake. That was fantastic." he said laughing as she lightly smacked his arm before lying her head on his chest.
"You are so bad."
"I guess but you can't be mad at me for loving your assets. . .they're your assets." he stated wiggling his eyebrows down at her as he slowly lowered his hands and gave her butt a quick squeeze. Mercedes moaned at his touch and leant forward till her head was once again resting against his chest. As she thought over his statement she just released a giggle. Sam just smiled and tightened his arms around her. "So tell me more about this Asher Tyson?"
"Well he thinks I'm gonna be big. He says I just need the right backing and that with the correct PR team I could be a huge star world wide."
"Really huh." Sam asked as he ran his fingers through Mercedes' hair. "Sounds good baby. At least your brother is doing right by you in the music department." Mercedes giggled at that and pushed herself up a bit so she could look at her boyfriend.
"You still don't like him." Sam's lips quirked up just a bit at that question.
"You aren't serious are you?" he deadpanned with a chuckle that Mercedes matched with her own giggle.
"Of course I'm not serious. I know you, Sam. You sort of wrote my brother off a while ago-."
"The only reason I did it is because I can't trust him at all. I'm sorry about that Mercedes I know you wanted us to have this great relationship and I was all for it but Micah is just too much for me and I do not want to deal with his drama." Sam pointed out, not wanting to share with that Micah felt like he could say whatever he wanted to him when Mercedes wasn't around. Plus, all of his comments were usually so outline that Sam had to stop himself from going over and punching Micah's lights out.
"I know now let's stop talking about him. How was your day?" she asked brightly as she looked up at him.
"Great. . . it was fantastic." Sam stated brightly. "I slept the whole day away and if I wasn't really asleep I watched television. I know I know that isn't really exciting but man I was tired and I just felt like lazing around." Mercedes smiled at that and pulled them over to her bed.
"I'm glad you enjoyed your day off."
"You think you'll have a day off soon. I wanna take you somewhere." Sam asked as he allowed her to pull him down. Mercedes tapped her finger on his chest for a brief moment as she thought over his words.
"Oh really and where is it that you want to take me. . .another Eric Roberson concert." Sam smiled at that and brushed a kiss on her forehead.
"You keep talking about him like that and I might have to go find him and-."
"Bring him here."
"No. . .I'll make sure that you never see him again," he said with a laugh. "Cause you're making me jealous baby. . .you're making me so jealous." Sam said with a chuckle as he looked her directly in the eyes. Mercedes just sighed and buried her face back into his chest to hide her smile but Sam could feel her cheeks rising against his chest as he held her.
"Sorry about that." she giggled.
"It's okay. . .but you're gonna have to make it up to me with a series of kisses over the next few days, weeks. . .months. I mean my feelings were hurt badly." he stated while pouting. Mercedes just nodded her head at that and smiled at him.
"I don't see any problem with that."
"Good. . .how about you start with a giving me a kiss right now. The sooner we start the healing process the better." he murmured as he looked at her. Mercedes just smiled and gave him a quick on the lips but Sam wasn't going to let that be all she did. He immediately pulled her close and hugged her to his body and kissed her deeply. Mercedes wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tightly as she returned the kiss. Once air became a factor they reluctantly released one another and settled back on the bed.
"So when will I be coming over to help Stacy and Stevie with the moving?"
"Well it's officially the Friday after our first week of school." Sam said as he turned over on his back and propped his arms up behind his head. "So you're only gonna help them. . .what about me?" Mercedes laughed at his voice and shook her head.
"Well I was gonna help them until you were positive you could keep your door open. I don't want your dad thinking we'd break his rules on the very first day." Mercedes said with a laugh. "Can you just imagine?"
"Yep, I'd have to sit through another one of his lectures that I'll try to forget immediately." he stated with a chuckle. "Yeah you better help them out until I'm positive I won't be tempted to close the door." Sam mumbled on a groan. As soon as the words left his mouth, Mercedes jumped up from the bed. "Mercedes what is it?" he asked as she quickly went over to her closet and pulled the doors opened.
"Oh I have a present for you. . .you know for the big move. I wanted to give it to you before you moved though." she said brightly as she continued to dig through her closet in search of the present. Sam tilted his head to side and watched as she bent over and looked around near the floor of her closet. "There you are." she said as she stood back up and turned around just in time to catch Sam lifting his head back up. "I know what you were looking at."
"I was simply appreciating," Sam said with a wide smile. "Now tell me what is this present that you have for me." Mercedes handed it to him and Sam gave him a look before she motioned for him to go ahead and open it. Pulling off the wrapping paper, he opened the door and looked inside before smirking and shaking his head. "Really, Mercedes." he stated slowly as he reached inside and pulled out a doorstop that had Mercedes and Sam forever engraved on the end that could be seen.
"What we might as well have fun with it."
"Yes, keep my door open in style." he murmured as he turned the doorstop over in his hand as he studied it silently. Mercedes giggled at the look on his face and sat down beside him on the bed.
"I mean if we're gonna keep the door open, well then we might as well do it big." she stated with smile. Sam turned the doorstop over again in his hand while Mercedes laid her head down on his shoulder. "That's not your only gift either."
"Oh really." Sam stated with a raised eyebrow. "I can't wait to see what you have in stored for me next."
"You're gonna have to wait." Mercedes said with a smile. "But I promise it will be the best gift ever."
"Are you sure you can't tell me now?" He asked as he looked at her. "Come on give me a hint." Mercedes tapped a finger on the side of her chin, in thought before she looked back at him and said.
"You'll love it, how's that for a hint."
The new school year at McKinley started without a hitch and Mercedes felt like she was ready for anything. When she got to school, she noticed that Azimio kept the football players from throwing the slushies in her and the rest of her glee club members faces. "I wonder if their planning something big?" Santana murmured as she came over to Mercedes with Brittany following closely behind her. "I know they want to do something."
"I think my brother convince Azimio it would be in his best interest if he got his friends to leave us all alone." Mercedes said as she closed her locker door and looked over at her friend. Santana frowned at one of the players who walked by them.
"I can see his hand twitching like there's a ghost cup in his hand. They might not be doing anything right now but I know they'll do something later. I just hope it's after school so I can act accordingly."
"You can't get in trouble." Brittany said from behind her.
"I won't." Mercedes just smiled and shook her head. Reaching out, she patted Santana's shoulder and just sighed.
"I promise you nothing is gonna happen. My brother put the fear of God in Azimio about that mess." Santana just nodded her head and they all started walking towards their next class. Santana sent Mercedes a look before nudging her with her elbow.
"So are you ready for Glee. I'm so ready to back you up for a solo. Hell, I think it's about time you got one." Mercedes shrugged her shoulders at that. She certainly hoped that she got a solo this year so she could shut Micah up about that whenever he decided to go on a tirade about what a waste Glee was for her. That was where he seemed to be now on annoying her, he didn't talk to her about Sam. He talked to her about getting out of Glee club almost every single day.
"Me too. I think this year is my lucky year you know."
"I can certainly see that. You got Sam and his," Santana trailed off as both Mercedes and Brittany shot her a look. "Sorry but you get what I'm saying. . . you and Sam seem like a good couple and hopefully Mr. Shue will put that spotlight on ya."
"I really hope so." Mercedes stated with a bright smile on her face. "I guess I'll see you guys in Glee." Mercedes said as they came to her classroom first. Santana and Brittany told her bye and then made their way down the hallway. It wasn't until later on that afternoon when Mercedes saw Mr. Shue in the hallway that she thought something was wrong. The older man would look at her and she could tell that his eyes didn't look although happy. However, she decided to wait till Glee to ask him what was wrong. Throughout the rest of the day all she could imagine was Mr. Shue telling her that there wouldn't be any need for her to even attempt to try and get a solo. Finally Glee rolled around and Mercedes met up with Sam in the hallway. He smiled at her and quickly moved over to her side.
"So baby how has your first day back been?"
"It's been good. . .I'm just glad those jerks on the football haven't slushied me would have been a no go." she said with a wave of her hand as they neared door only to be stopped by Mr. Shue.
"Hey Mr. Shue what's up?" Sam asked as he looked up at the man. Mr. Shue graced Sam with a small smile that seemed forced and then turned his attention on Mercedes. He reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Mr. Shue?" Mercedes asked as she looked up at the man.
"Mercedes can I talk to you for a moment." Looking up at Mr. Shue, all Mercedes could do was nod her head. Sam stayed back for a moment but once she told him to go ahead he reluctantly entered the classroom as Mr. Shue led her away.
"What's wrong?" she asked as they finally stopped a little bit away from the classroom. Mr. Shue shoved his hands in his pockets for a brief moment and looked at her before sighing.
"I guess the best way to tell you this is to come right on out and say it. Mercedes, you've been disqualified from Glee competitions this year." he said with a broken sigh as he looked down at her. Mercedes, felt her mouth drop open and close several times before she shook her head and looked at the man standing in front of her.
"Excuse me?"
"It has been brought to several higher-ups that you have started released a single and therefore you are now a professional and you can no longer sing with the club at competitions," he sighed then and stepped forward placing a heavy hand on her shoulder. "I am so sorry."