Okay, so after hearing about Rianna's plans for a couple plot lines, a couple of mine will be pushed back a little it. As for Sectionals, I'm think around chapter 12 for mine maybe. Reason being, in NYND, it took place at chapter 24, and I would like something earlier than that.
Another thing, is after Sectionals, I am planning on writing a Vocal Adrenaline SYOC, which will have Mr. Schue directing. It's not really original, I know, but the idea won't leave my head. At least not yet.
Chapter 5
-Hero-
It had been another hard day, but I wasn't giving up on these kids. It wasn't that they were trying, because, they were. They just didn't want to show that they were. I think deep inside, what it really is, is that they're afraid of what the other students in the school would think. They were smart, and since the school already called them misguided, why prove it otherwise?
"So how's my favorite teacher?" I hear Daz ask, as I walked into the living room, and just plopped down. "Bad day, I take it?" he guessed as he paused the musical he had been watching, or started to watch. I wasn't sure which, and I rather didn't care at this point, given that I normally would.
"How did Les Misérables auditions go?" I ask curiously changing the subject, as I usually would when I didn't want to talk about something. The same way as I had been when I was in high school.
"I got a call back," Daz tells me happily, as he gives me a kiss. I was happy for him, it had been a dream of his to be in this place since I had met him.
"You'll get it, I'm sure," I assure him happily, as a text comes in, and I wondered who it was at this time of night, though, technically seven thirty wasn't late, but I guess with some people you'd never know. It was my step brother Brady, who had finally seemed to want to answer me back.
"Brady finally answered me back," I tell Daz. "Should I tell him the news about it?" I ask jokingly, as finish sending my step brother the text.
"Are you kidding? He'll know anyways," Daz tells me happily, as he smiles, and then gives me another kiss. "When is he coming?" he adds.
"You have a point there," I tell him, as I realized I hadn't found out about when he was coming, and figured that I should probably find out, especially since, he would be helping me out with Impulse. I also realized that I hadn't told my class that they were a singing group who would be competing in competition. I would have to do that tomorrow, and I was sure that the reactions wouldn't be all that fun to listen to.
Then I got a text message back saying that he would be arriving tomorrow. I wasn't so sure that I wanted him here that soon. Especially, for something that takes place during class, but there was nothing I could do about that now.
-Brycen-
After getting home I immediately went to my bedroom, and turned on my laptop. I had to get this cover up on YouTube tonight, I had been picturing it in my head all day. Granted, yes, they wouldn't get me on American Idol or the Voice, but honestly, I didn't care.
Then I set up my recorder, and sat on my bed with my guitar, and began to sing the lyrics that I had in mind all day.
Well I've been where you've been my friend
I felt the rain fall sideways
Hell on wheels in the fast lane
Down the crooked highway
And I've been through that perfect storm
My heart was wrecked, my soul was torn
And I know, I know, I know
And I know, I know, I know
Sometimes you need more than whiskey
Sometimes wisdom just won't do
Well I ain't gonna judge you
I'm just gonna love you
Tonight I'm gonna pray for you
I turn off my recording device, and upload to YouTube. I also realized that this would be a good song for the assignment, and record that onto a DVD for Ms. Smith, as I hope that it'll be fine for me to do. I'm sure that it would be. I mean, that was what she wanted us to do, isn't? Tomorrow, I would hand it in, and I will also talk to Devan, even if it is just to say hi.
-Noah-
You slip your finger through the tear in my t-shirt
You stirrin' up dirty in the back of my mind
You keep on flirtin' cause you know that it's workin'
You stuck in my head girl writing the lines
Couldn't sing this song without you if I tried
Let's light it up like it's our last night
We're just hanging around
Burnin' it down
Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's
Jammin' to some old Alabama with you, baby
Laying right here naked in my bed
I'm just doing my thing
You love it when I sing
Say it makes you feel like an angel
We about to get a little tangled up right about now
So girl let's keep burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
"Sorry, I didn't mean to overhear," I hear someone tell me, and I turn around. Normally, I wouldn't because music was something that helped clear my mind from what's been happening at home.
"No. It's fine," I tell him, though, I had to admit I was wondering who it was. I had never seen him before, but damn, he looked good. His ginger colored hair, and hazel brown eyes. He stood about six feet from what I could gather. The next thing I noticed was his necklace of the Stark wolf. Of all things, I noticed that.
"I'm Brady Smith," he tells me before I could even tell him my name. Brady Smith. I was guessing I would have to remember that later.
"Noah," I tell him happily, as I decide to collect my stuff, and head for my locker. I had a big test today, and I wouldn't want to fail it. I didn't study, but that was aside the point. It was Biology, and honestly, I didn't care about the class anyways. I didn't have anything planned out in the future that required the class of biology.
"Well Noah it was nice meeting you," he tells me, and walks away.
After he leaves, I pick up my messenger bag, and head to my locker where I accidentally run into Brycen. As it sad that I only remember his name because we're in class together? Yeah, I think so as well.
"Sorry Bryce, I didn't mean to," I tell him honestly. Then again, it probably wasn't his fault. He was probably thinking about something else, just as I was. Then I looked to where he was looking, but didn't say anything, and then headed off for class.
-Miley-
It was lunch time, and I knew Ava would be in the art room I knew what I had to do. I wasn't that hungry anyways, so I headed to the art room. When I arrived I had seen that she was the only one in there, so it wouldn't be that hard.
"Ava," I call out, as I enter the room, and I'm ready to break up with her. I have it all played in my head. "I need to talk to you," I add, as I come in, and stand beside her easel.
"What's so important, that you need to come, and make me?" she begins teasingly, as she begins to kiss me, and make me all weak in the knees?
"Make you what?" I ask, though, I had an idea as to where this was going, and could we even do that in the art room?
"I think you already know what," she states, as she begins to undress showing what she had wanted.
"Is this even legal in the art room?" I ask, and I begin to follow without hesitation, even though I had asked.
"Teachers have sex in the teachers lounge, don't they?" she asks, as she kisses me, and finally forces her tongue inside my mouth, before I could even answer the way that I had wanted. This went on for a little bit longer than I had hoped it would.
"So what was it that we needed to talk about?" she after we finish, and just before the bell wrung announcing that our next classes were about to begin.
"I can't remember now," I lie to her, and she looks me in the eye, telling me that she had just figured it out, or maybe she had all along.
"My place tonight?" she asks innocently, as she collects her stuff, and heads for her next class, Then I knew I should do what I had come here for. This had been going on for fall too long already, and only I could change that.
"I can't. I have other things I have to do," I tell her, though it wasn't a lie. I had classes I had to teach tonight, and then I had homework I had to do.
"Alright then," she tells me, as though none of this had happened. Maybe I should have told her about Katy. Oh well, there was always next time.
It was an early morning yesterday
I was up before the dawn
And I really have enjoyed my stay
But I must be moving on
Like a king without a castle
Like a queen without a throne
I'm an early morning lover
And I must be moving on
Now I believe in what you say
Is the undisputed truth
But I have to have things my own way
To keep me in my youth
Like a ship without an anchor
Like a slave without a chain
Just the thought of those sweet ladies
Sends a shiver through my veins
And I will go on shining
Shining like brand new
I'll never look behind me
My troubles will be few
Goodbye stranger it's been nice
Hope you find your paradise
Tried to see your point of view
Hope your dreams will all come true
-Jude's -
I still didn't understand Katy. Maybe, I never would. Someday, I had hoped that we could work around our problems, but I knew that would be a while from now. She takes her seat, and as usual just ignores me. I was used to it.
"Alright ladies, and gentlemen, who hear did the assignment as I had asked?" Ms. Smith asks, as she comes in and shuts the door behind, and everyone looked shocked? Why should they be? This wasn't the first time she had done this, hell Ms. Smith was known for this.
"I see no hands, and honestly, I would have thought by now someone would want to break that trend," she points out though she disappointed by it. Then she walks over to the whiteboard.
"Alright, so here's the deal. I give you to Friday to finish this assignment, if no one turns it in by then, I will step up the homework assignments," she adds, as she picks up a book and places it down on the table off to the side of the whiteboard.
"I have something," we hear Brycen announce finally, and gets up. "I don't want to perform anything though," he adds, as he hands Ms. Smith a DVD, and heads back to his seat. He had backbone, I give him that. Maybe he could show the rest of us how he does it.
"Anyone else?" she asks looking around, and still seems disappointed.
"Well alright then, I have to say that Impulse has a shot at Sectionals," she tells us happily, even though none of us had any idea as to what she had meant. Was it a reading competition? I hoped not, because, if so we were all screwed.
"Ms. Smith what do you mean by that?" I ask curiously, not even bothering to raise my hand. I would have if I had thought about it, but my curious mind got the best of me.
"Well thank you for asking, and I was getting to that," she tells the class with a smile, as she turns to write all of this down on the whiteboard so all of could follow.
"Impulse, which is our group we have here," she began, and looked around the room.
"He's also a character in Smallville who would later become known as Flash. Well the last part is depending which version you go with," Atticus points out.
"Okay, that as well. Anyway getting back on subject, we're going to Sectionals, in a couple of months, and if we make the top few we get to move onto Regionals," she tells us, and also writes that down.
"That would be awesome!" someone points out, as they show their visitor pass, and enters the classroom, and we all wondered who he was since none of us had ever seen him before.
"This is my step brother, Brady, and he'll be helping us with Impulse, as well as other things," Ms. Smith points out as the bell rings telling us that class was dismissed.
-Atticus-
"Amy what are you doing tonight?" I ask as I catch up with her. We weren't dating, but she seemed to accept that. Even though we held hands the other night, and damn she looked so beautiful as she was in her own little world.
I didn't even get a word out of her before Devan walked up to his locker with his buddies, bragging about how he set Evan Cranmer on fire again. I hated someday how he bragged about anything he thought earned him bragging rights.
"Don't you have a girlfriend you can hang around?" I ask, though, I already knew the answer since he had pictures of her and him in his locker, as well as the picture of he went to New York Comic Con when he met the cast of the Following.
"I do actually, and matter of fact, I'm calling her right now to see if she wants to see the new X-Men movie," he tells me, and high fives Keenan Hightower. Jeez he was so full of himself today, and instead of sticking around I turn to Amy, as I see that Amy isn't there anymore, so I knew there was only one place she could be.
"Sorry, I just can't stand him," Amy tells me, as I find her in the music room.
"That's fine. He's not all that bad. It just happens when he's with Keenan," I tell her matter of factually, and then smile at her.
"To answer your question before I walked away, no I'm not doing anything tonight," she tells me, as she picks up her messenger bag, and we walk out of the music room together. "Is there anything you had in mind?" she finally asks.
"I was thinking that we could cram in season one of Red Band Society," I tell her happily. "I bought it the other day, and it's still wrapped up waiting to be watched," I tell her again, as I take her hand again.
"You know what? That sounds like an idea. There is someone I would like you to meet in return though," she tells me happily, as she places her hand in mine, and I was happy. I was thinking that we were officially a couple, but neither one of us wanted to say it.
"I'm guessing, it's your daughter, and I happily accept meeting her," I tell her as we walk together to catch the Metro leaving MRHS behind us.
So we saw more of Daz, and Hero's step brother. The class knows about Impulse and Sectionals.
There's also a reason as to why I left out the line of 'Devan, are you gay?' but that line will appear in the next chapter I think - if I Brycen steps up his game.
Song credits: Pray for You - Swon Brothers, the / Burnin' it Down - Jason Aldean / Goodbye Stranger - Supertramp.