Hello! I want to thank you all for your reviews, alerts and favorites, they made me really happy :3. The songs I used for this chapter are Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship, Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney and Dirty Little Secret by The All-American Rejects. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
The choir room was silent, and the tension in the air was almost palpable. The boys of the football team were seating as far as they could from the kids of the Glee Club.
Alma cleared her throat and looked at Brad. They both looked at their students.
"Well" Alma started to say "We'll be working together this week, so I hope that we can get along."
Both teams exchanged hateful looks.
"Guys" Brad said, looking at the jocks "I want you to behave and to be respectful."
"Same goes for you, kids." Alma said to her students.
A small silence fell on the room, before Alma spoke again.
"So, why don't you show the football team what we do here in Glee Club, kids?"
They looked at the jocks before standing up.
"Fine" Elizabeth said "Normally I would refuse to let this undereducated baboons witness my talent, but I guess I can make an exception."
Laughing, David took out his iPod and connected it to the speakers. He selected a song, and it started to play. He and Kevin started to sing.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go…
Good girls go bad.
Good girls go bad.
The girls danced around them, smiling. Some of the football players smiled too. David sang the next verse, looking at Elizabeth.
I know your type
You're daddy's little girl.
Just take a bite
Let me shake up your world.
Cuz just one night couldn't be so wrong,
I'm gonna make you lose control.
Putting his arms around the twins' shoulders, Kevin sang the next lines.
She was so shy,
till I drove her wild.
The boys sang the chorus, while the girls danced. Brad looked at Alma, smiling. She smiled back.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go bad.
You were hanging in the corner with your five best friends,
you heard that I was trouble, but you couldn't resist.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go…
Good girls go bad.,
Good girls go bad,
Good girls go…
Elizabeth started to sing, looking at David.
I know your type,
boy you're dangerous.
Yeah, you're that guy,
I'd be stupid to trust.
But just one night couldn't be so wrong,
you make me wanna lose control.
Kevin sat on the piano and sang.
She was so shy,
till I drove her wild.
David joined him to sing the chorus once again, and the twins danced around them.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go bad.
Elizabeth and Lucy sang the next lines, looking at them.
I was hanging in the corner with my five best friends,
I heard that you were trouble, but I couldn't resist.
The boys sang again.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go…
Good girls go bad,
Good girls go bad,
Good girls go bad.
Kevin and David pointed at the girls and kept singing.
Ohhh, she got away with the boys in the place,
treat 'em like they don't stand a chance.
The girls sang all together, with their hands in their hips.
And he got away with the girls in the back,
acting like they're too hot to dance.
The boys sang once again, smiling.
Yeah, she got away with the boys in the place,
acting like they don't stand a chance.
The girls smiled too, and they sang.
And he got away with the girls in the back,
acting like they're too hot to dance.
David and Kevin turned around, and kept singing.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go,
the good girls go bad.
The twins danced around Elizabeth and Lucy while they sang.
I was hanging in the corner with my five best friends,
I thought that you were trouble, but I couldn't resist.
The boys stood in front of the girls, singing to them.
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go bad,
I make them good girls go,
Good girls go bad.
Good girls go bad,
Good girls go…
The song came to an end. Alma and Brad clapped, and some of the football players did too.
"That was really good, right boys?" Brad said, looking at his team.
"I think my cat sounds better when she is in heat." one of the jocks said, and most of his partners laughed.
Before Elizabeth could open her mouth, one of the football players spoke.
"I think they sound great." he said. Elizabeth looked at him, surprised.
"Yeah, they do." another one said.
"Well, if you like them so much, why don't you join them?" the one who had insulted them said, standing up.
"It would be ten times better than having to see your hairy ass every time we're in the dressing room!"
"Hey! Cut it off!" Brad said, but the jocks were about to punch each other.
"Hello, guys." That moment, William entered the choir room with a smile. The jocks glared at each other and sat "Are you getting along?"
"Oh, yeah, we're having a great time together!" Elizabeth said with a big, bright smile "The intelligence and culture of this boys amazes me, I can't believe I could think that they were stupid before!"
"That's great!" Will said, obviously not noticing the sarcasm of Elizabeth's voice. "Well, I came here because I wanted you to know that you will perform together at the homecoming assembly!"
Elizabeth's fake smile disappeared, and everyone started to complain.
"Oh, no, I won't share stage with them!" Elizabeth said, pointing at the football team.
"I don't understand, Lizzie, I thought you liked them!" William said.
"And I thought you understood sarcasm!" the girl said, and William frowned "Look, Mr. Schue, there is no way that the Glee Club and the football team will get along."
"And I will not stand in a stage and sing girly songs in front of the whole school!" one of the jocks said, earning approving exclamations from his partners.
"Well, if you don't, then you're out of the football team." Coach Wilson said.
The football players complained loudly, clearly disgusted.
"And you too, kids." Alma said, looking at her students "If you refuse to perform with them, then you're out of the club."
They joined the football team on their protests.
"Guys!" William shouted, and everyone looked at him "You will have to do this, you want it or not. I'm sorry, but I can't let you treat each other so badly!"
The kids looked down, and the teachers nodded.
"I want you to do your best for the assembly."
Then, the principal left. A small silence fell on the room.
"Well, this day couldn't suck more." Elizabeth said.
Everyone had left already. Alma sighed and flopped on a chair. She didn't understand why the Glee Club and the football team hated each other so much. It was the same when she was in Glee Club. They were insulted, thrown into dumpsters, shoved against the lockers, and the worst of everything, slushied. It seemed like it was impossible to make them get along…
"Miss Schue?"
She heard someone calling her and she looked up. Standing in front of her, there were the two boys that stood up for the Glee Club earlier.
"Hi, boys. What happens?"
They looked at each other, and then they looked at the teacher again.
"We want to join the Glee Club."
Elizabeth closed her locker, and nearly screamed with surprise when she saw a boy standing next to her. She hadn't noticed him. With a closer look, she realized he was a football player.
"What now? Are you going to throw me another slushie?" the girl said.
"What? No!" the boy said. He ran a hand through his blonde hair, and smiled "Why would I do that?"
"Well, you football players don't seem to like us very much." Elizabeth said, wanting to punch him in the face.
"Oh, that was before I saw you sing." he said. He looked at her with his brown eyes, and smiled again. "You see, you are smoking hot, but I hadn't realized before."
"What!" Elizabeth said, looking at him with incredulity. Was he for real?
"So, I was thinking that maybe we could go out some day, you know, watch a movie, have dinner…" the boy said, with that stupid smile still in his face.
Yes, he was for real.
Elizabeth sighed. This couldn't be happening.
"Look, whatever your name is…"
"Spencer."
"Look, Spencer, I don't play for your team."
"Yeah, I know. You don't seem like the kind of girl who plays football."
Elizabeth gaped at him. He had to be kidding.
"So, what do you say? Will you go out with me?"
No, he wasn't kidding.
"Are you stupid?" the girl couldn't believe it.
"Hey, why the hate?"
Elizabeth sighed once again.
"No, Spencer, I won't go out with you."
"Why not?"
"Just forget it, would you?"
Elizabeth turned around and walked away, leaving the boy behind. She ran against someone, mumbled an apologize and kept walking.
The tall woman wearing a tracksuit turned around, watching how Elizabeth turned around the corner and disappeared.
"Did you saw that, Becky?" she said to her assistant.
"What, coach?"
"That girl looked very familiar…"
"You want to join the Glee Club?" Alma asked incredulously. The boys nodded. "But…why?"
The boys looked at each other.
"Well, we really liked how they performed earlier." one of them said.
"And maybe if we join, people will stop bullying the members of the Glee Club." the other one said.
Alma looked at them for a moment and smiled.
"Okay." she said "Let me hear you, then."
"Damn it, I forgot my notebook in the choir room!" Anna said to her sister. "Wait a minute, I'll be right back."
"Hurry up!" Hannah shouted to her sister, while she ran down the hallway.
Anna reached the door of the choir room, but stopped in her tracks when she heard someone playing the guitar. She thought that everyone had left already. The girl stuck her head through the doorway a little to see who was inside.
Miss Schue was seating next to a boy from the football team. He was tall and muscular. His hair was short and brown, and his eyes were brown too. They looking at another boy, the one who had said he liked their performance. He was the one playing the guitar.
He started to sing. Anna looked at him with surprise. He had one of the most wonderful voices she had ever heard.
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
Anna couldn't take her eyes from the handsome boy. He had green eyes, and his brown hair barely reached his eyebrows. He was tall and a little skinny. Without noticing the girl's intense gaze, he kept singing.
I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
The boy smiled, an also did Anna.
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul, yeah.
The boy who was sitting next to Alma smiled at his friend and nodded, encouraging him.
You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c'mon let's try
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
Finally, he turned around and saw Anna standing in the doorway, looking at him. He smiled and winked at her. The girl blushed deeply, and he kept singing, looking at her from time to time.
Am I crazy for wanting you?
Baby do you think you could want me too?
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do?
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your soul.
When the song was about to finish, the boy looked once again at the girl that was standing in the doorway.
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul.
Without taking his eyes from Anna, he sang the last lines.
Oh, your beautiful soul, yeah.
Oh, yeah, your beautiful soul, yeah.
Alma and the other boy clapped, and he put his guitar aside.
"That was really good!" the teacher said "What's your name?"
"I'm James Thompson."
"Well, you're in, James."
The boy smiled, and his friend patted his back. Alma saw Anna standing there.
"Oh, hi, Anna. Is everything okay?"
"Oh, yeah. I just…forgot my notebook." the girl said, walking inside the choir room.
James saw the notebook resting on the piano and grabbed it. He gave it to Anna, smiling. The girl took it shyly.
"Thanks."
Then, she left. James watched her go, and his friend smiled. He knew that look. The boy was interested.
"Well, it's your turn. Your name is…?" Alma said.
"Steven Harper."
"Okay, Steven, let's see what you can do." the teacher said with a smile.
The boy said something to the band, and then stood before Alma and James, who were sitting in the front row. He nodded to the band, and they started to play. With a confident smile, Steven started to sing.
Let me know that I've done wrong,
When I've known this all along,
I go around a time or two,
Just to waste my time with you.
Tell me all that you've thrown away,
Find out games you don't wanna play,
You are the only one that needs to know…
Alma looked at James, smiling. He nodded. Steven had a great voice, and a lot of confidence.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret,
Dirty little secret
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret,
Just another regret, hope that you can keep it
My dirty little secret,
Who has to know?
He sat in the piano, and sang while looking at Alma.
When we live such fragile lives,
It's the best way we survive,
I go around a time or two,
Just to waste my time with you.
Tell me all that you've thrown away,
find out games you don't wanna play,
you are the only one that needs to know…
He jumped from the piano and kept singing.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret,
Dirty little secret
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret,
Just another regret, hope that you can keep it
My dirty little secret.
He stood in front of Alma and James once again, singing.
Who has to know?
The way she feels inside
Those thoughts I can't deny
These sleeping thoughts won't lie
And all I've tried to hide
It's eating me apart
Trace this life back!
He sang in a hushed tone, smiling.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret,
Dirty little secret
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret.
Just another regret
He jumped, before singing the chorus for the last time, using all the strength of his voice.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret,
Dirty little secret
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret,
Just another regret, hope that you can keep it
My dirty little secret,
Dirty little secret,
Dirty little secret.
Who has to know?
Who has to know?
Steven looked at Alma. She smiled and stood up. James did the same.
"That was great Steven. Welcome to Glee Club."
"Thanks, Miss Schue."
"Well" she said, looking at them "It seems like the Glee Club has new members."
Elizabeth walked across the parking lot until she got to her car. She took out her keys, and when she was about to unlock the door, a voice next to her surprised her.
"What's your name?"
The girl dropped her keys accidentally. She turned around to see who had talked to her. It was the same woman she had ran against in the hallway a few minutes ago.
"What?" Elizabeth said, bending down to pick up the keys.
"Are you deaf or something?" the woman said "I asked you what your name is."
"Elizabeth" the girl answered, frowning.
"And your last name?"
"Hummel-Anderson. Why do you…?"
"I knew it!" the woman interrupted her "You're Porcelain's daughter!"
"What?" Elizabeth felt more confused with every second that passed. Who was this lady, and what did she want?
"I knew I recognized you. You look exactly like him. And wasn't Anderson that hobbit's last name? Are they still together?"
"Hobbit…? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Becky, what was Porcelain's name?"
"Kurt Hummel, coach." Elizabeth hadn't seen the short woman standing next to the strange lady.
"Oh, yeah. You're Kurt Hummel's daughter, aren't you?"
"Yeah. And who exactly are you?"
"I, Little Porcelain, am the great Sue Sylvester."
Sue Sylvester? That name sounded familiar…
"Oh! You're Sue Sylvester!"
"Yes, I think I just told you that."
"My papa has told me a lot about you!"
"I see my fame has reached the young ones. I guess I can't help it, I'm too great."
"He told me that you used to call him Porcelain…and that you were crazy." Elizabeth looked at Sue. His father was right. Sue Sylvester was crazy "Anyway, can I help you?"
"Yes. Little Porcelain, I want you to join the Cheerios."
"What? You want me to become a cheerleader?"
"Exactly"
"No. I'm sorry, but I'm not interested."
"Why not?"
"Cheerleading it's no precisely my specialty. I could never do a cartwheel, for example."
"Oh, but you wouldn't have to do cartwheels."
"Then what would I have to do?"
"Sing."
"Sing? In a cheerleader routine?"
"Did Porcelain ever tell you that he was a Cheerio when he was your age?"
"My papa was a Cheerio!" Elizabeth looked at her with wide eyes.
"Yes. He and his friend…" Sue looked at her assistant "Becky, what was Jackée's name?"
"Mercedes Jones, coach."
"Aunt Mercedes was a Cheerio too!" Elizabeth was SO telling this to David.
"Yes. They were my lead singers." Sue smiled at Elizabeth "So, Little Porcelain, if you are as talented as your father…"
"Definitely." the girl said, smiling.
"Then I could really use your talent. In exchange, you will get to sing in every routine of the Cheerios. What do you say?"
Elizabeth considered it for a moment, and then smiled.
"Deal."
Hannah and Anna entered the choir room. The members of the football team hadn't arrived yet. They sat next to Elizabeth, who was leafing through a fashion magazine. Suddenly, she smiled and jumped in her seat.
"Look!" she said, pointing at the magazine "My papa is in here!"
Everyone moved closer to her, looking at the magazine. There was a picture of Kurt, with his arms crossed and a smile in his face. The article was about his new collection, which had been a great success.
"Another article for your collection!" Lucy said, and Elizabeth smiled.
"Collection?" the twins asked.
"Lizzie has a HUGE collection of articles about her dads." David said.
"Shut up, you have a collection of articles about your mom!" Elizabeth said.
"Who's you mom, David?" Kevin asked.
"Mercedes Jones."
"Mercedes Jones! Your mother is the ultra-famous singer Mercedes Jones!" Kevin looked at David with wide eyes.
"Yeah"
"And Lucy's mom is Tina Cohen-Chang." Elizabeth said.
"Tina Cohen-Chang!" Anna exclaimed.
"The Oscar-winner director Tina Cohen-Chang!" Hannah also exclaimed.
Lucy nodded.
"You are the children of celebrities, why the hell are you studying here?" Kevin asked.
"Because the gay school hasn't been invented yet." a mocking voice said behind them.
The kids turned around. The football players were entering the choir room. David made an attempt to rise, but Elizabeth stopped him, laying a hand on his chest.
"They're not worth it." she said.
Alma and Brad entered after the football team. When everyone was seated, Alma asked for silence.
"We have a couple announcements, guys." she said "First, I would like to introduce you to the new members of the Glee Club."
Everyone looked around, wondering who the teacher was talking about. When two of the football players stood up, everyone was shocked.
"James and Steven!" Alma said, looking at them.
"What the hell!" a jock said, turning to look at them.
"Well, you said we should join, so we did." Steven said.
"Wait, so you really joined the Glee Club?" Elizabeth said, and the boys nodded.
Anna smiled. In that moment, James looked at her, and smiled too.
"Hi" he said.
"H-hi" she answered, blushing a little. Her sister looked at her and frowned slightly.
Alma asked for silence once again, and when everyone was silent, she talked again.
"We also wanted to tell you that we have considered the songs that you proposed for the assembly, and I and Coach Wilson have decided which one you will perform."
The members of the Glee Club smiled, excited.
"So, why don't we start rehearsing?"
Elizabeth looked at her father while she chopped the onions. Kurt was humming with a smile, stirring the sauce.
"Today I met Sue Sylvester." the girl said.
"Oh, really?" Kurt said, looking at her "What do you think of her?"
"Well, she's…weird. But I like her." Elizabeth put the onions apart and started to peel off some potatoes "She asked me to join the Cheerios as the main singer."
"Did you accept?"
"Of course I did."
Kurt laughed. Elizabeth remembered her earlier conversation with the coach of the Cheerios.
"She told me that you were a Cheerio."
Her father looked up.
"Did she tell you that?"
Elizabeth nodded, with her hands on her hips.
"How could you not tell me that, papa?"
"It was just for a little while!" Kurt smiled a little bit "But it was fun I guess."
"I can't believe that my father was a cheerleader." Elizabeth said.
"Oh, and he looked really hot with that uniform." Blaine said, entering the kitchen.
Kurt gave his husband a flirty smile and winked at him.
"Oh, my God!" Elizabeth said "I told you a thousand times that if you're going to have eye-sex, don't do it in front of me!"
Kurt and Blaine laughed.