Hey new chapter already! Haha, now this chapter will be really long, but it's mainly gonna be song lyrics. And I have good idea for a group number, so yes =)
Lindsay-
Okay, I generally don't get scared about singing in front of people. I mean I was pretty good. And my duet with Emily is sure to be AH-mazing. But after I got slushied. My nerves went from nito to HOLY CRAP I CAN"T DO THIS. The slushy. It's something different. It's like your body is being punctured by a million tiny knives. I hate cold. Lucky most of it didn't hit my face. Cameron's glasses luckily shielded his eyes at least and Rachel curled up into a ball so she missed most of it. But Damian and Sarah got the full blast of it. Damian was happily eating it off his clothes bit his face bright red like he had an allergic reaction to the syrup in the drink.
"Did you guys bring the spare clothes like I asked you to?" Rachel asked.
"Yep." There was a chorus of yeses.
"Good." Rachel nodded. I could hear Cameron chattering away.
"You alright." I asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"T-that is t-the c-c-coldest thing I have e-ever w-witnessed." He shivered.
"I'd hug ya. But I don't think it's do much help." Emily said.
"Come on. Before this stuff sets in our hair." Rachel said, starting to walk towards the girls bathroom.
(time warp)
One shower from the taps and a change of clothes later the 4 of us stood looking on the mirror. Rachel was in a really weird blue dress with jumping horses on them and it was really hard to choose whether it was a grandma-ish dress or a baby-ish dress. She still looked adorable. Sarah was wearing a purple V-neck shirt with Navy Blue skinny jeans and a white cardigan which she hugged to her body and shivered violently. Emily was wearing a green mini-dress with a hot-pink vest over it. I guess my outfit was strange. A dark-green oversized shirt, blue jeans and brown boots over them. But hey, we were looking pretty fine.
"Come on. CamDam are probably waiting." Rachel said.
"That's awesome. Did you just think of that?" Emily laughed as we walked from the bathroom.
"Why yes thank you." Rachel did a little courtesy. Sure enough The CamDam team were standing outside the door, looking extremely bored.
"Finally." Damian sighed. There was a giggle from beside me and I turned to see Rachel looking from Cameron to Sarah. Sarah looked stricken.
"Oh no..." She said. I took in what they meant. Cameron and Sarah were wearing very similar outfits. I think they even had the same jeans. Wait, same jeans? The difference between Sarah and Cameron was that Cameron had a Grey V-neck and purple cardigan. Sarah studied Cameron's jeans.
"Cameron...are you wearing...girl jeans?" She asked. Cameron fidgeted.
"...No?" He said slowly.
"Oh my god you are!" Emily cried.
"Why would you be wearing girl jeans?" Damian asked.
"Cuz...they don't have many boy-skinny jeans." Cameron replied quietly.
"Oh my god! That is classic." Sarah giggled.
"Sarah." Cameron defenced.
"I know." I followed a flash of red run into the girls bathroom. Marissa? I shrugged. Who cared about her? She hurt Cameron. Even through pestering, Sarah refused to say anything about what they were fighting about, I heard some of conversation between Sarah and Marissa. Something about not eating. That meant she was anorexic right?
"Come on, let's go. The bell's gonna ring in like 5 minutes." Emily said, looking at her watch. The 6 of us walked in a very awkward, close knit group. With Rachel, Damian and Emily in the front and Me, Sarah and Cameron following closely behind. Cameron, Damian and Rachel waved goodbye and walked into their home room. Soon after Emily waved goodbye to go into her room. I guess Sarah was with me. That was good. At least I wouldn't be a loner. Sarah smiled and said.
"I think I'm with you. Room 202?" She asked.
"Yep."
"Oh thank god. You can stick up for me if there are any neanderthal football players."
"You're pretty good at sticking up for yourself, if what I've seen is anything to go by." Sarah shrugged at my comment.
"Hey, another set of lungs is always good." She walked into our room. There were luckily no football players in our home room. But the pink-haired girl 'Quinn' was. She flashed a smug little smile in our direction and I resisted the urge to slap her over the face for being mean to Rach. Sarah was obviously finding it a lot harder to not hit her over the head, she was nice, she stuck up for everyone. Just obviously not for the pink-haired witch. I bet she used to be a cheerleader. She definitely acted like one.
"Are you ready for Glee club?" Sarah nudged me.
"I was. But that slushy just made me feel like crap."
"Don't let it. Those guys were just jealous they can't be us awesome or talented as you."
"They probably don't even know I can sing."
"Hey, do you want my support or not?"
"Yes please."
"Well repeat after me. I am Lindsay freaking Pearce and I am amazing."
"Really? Really?"
"Really."
"Fine. I am...Lindsay...freaking Pearce and I am amazing. Happy?"
"Marginally."
"Girls. Keep it down please."
"Yes Ma'am."
(time warp)
The day went by in a blur and too soon was standing outside the choir room with Sarah, Cameron, Damian and Emily. Marissa was there too but she walked further down the hall to stand by the other door.
"I can't do this. I'm gonna be sick." Sarah said, looking green.
"Nope, you are not cutting out on us." I said. "Not after what you said to make me do this."
"That's you man, you're amazing. I am no where near as good a singer as you guys."
"Sarah. You ain't going no where." Emily said with finality.
"Yep. You gotta do it with us. We'll be there watching you too. Think of it as our practice at Lindsay's house yesterday." Damian encouraged.
"OK..." Sarah closed her eyes for a moment. She opened them again.
"Nope. No, I can not do it." She said. Cameron put his hands on her shoulders.
"I will make you get out there and do it Sarah. I will stand up there with and hold your hand if I have too."
"I'm not a child Cam. You don't have to hold my hand."
"So you'll do it without him holding your hand?" I inquired. Sarah sighed and looked back into the choir at the people in there. Rachel happened to be looking out the door at the same time us as and gave us an encouraging thumbs up.
"I may puke. But OK."
"Yes." I sighed.
"See? It's not so bad!" Cameron said, giving her an encouraging hug.
"Guys, we're ready for you in here." The coach said, he looked like my Spanish teacher...wait...oh, duh. He was my Spanish teacher.
"Shot not going first." Sarah said in one breath.
"I'm staying back here to make sure she doesn't run off." Cameron said.
"Eesh. I don't feel up for going first." Damian said, looking in the door. I glanced at Marissa, she was looking anxiously at us, she wasn't gonna go first. That left me and Emily. Great. I so did not wanna go first.
"Alright Em, let's go." I said, grabbing Emily's hand.
"Let's do this thing." Emily jumped up and down. We walked in, I felt the eyes of everyone in the room on us. It was, truthfully very unnerving.
"Hi, My name is Lindsay Pearce."
"And I am Emily Vasquez."
"Hey, San. She looks like you. Is that your twin?" A blonde cheerleader whispered to her neighbor. She did look like Emily. I smiled.
"And today we will be sing River Deep..." I trailed off.
"Mountain High." Emily finished.
"What? Oh hell nah! That's mine and Aretha's song." The Latina who resembled Emily stood up and the blonde cheerleader put her hand on the Latina's arm shaking her head.
"Santana. Calm down." The coach said 'Mr Schue.'
"Fine." The girl 'Santana' sat back down and with her arms crossed tightly. I breathed deeply. Now or never. I looked at Emily she grinned and stepped forward to take the first lines.
(A/N Italics=Emily. Bold=Lindsay. Underline=Both)
When I was a little girl, I had a rag doll.
The Only doll I ever owned.
I breathed and stepped forward for my part.
Now I love you just the way, I loved that rag doll.
But only now my love has grown.
With a glance out the door at the others, I continued.
And it get's stronger in every way.
And it get's higher baby, day by day.
Do I love you, My-oh-my.
River Deep, Mountain High, yeah yeah yeah.
If I lost you would I cry?
Oh how I Love you baby, baby, baby.
Some of the Glee club were smiling. That was good thing right?
I love you baby like a robin loves to sing.
And I love you baby like a flower love the spring.
And I love you baby River Deep, Mountain High.
Do I love you my-oh-my.
River Deep, Mountain High.
If I lost ya would I cry?
Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby
As the last part of the song played, Emily gave a little 'Ow.' sound. I knew we finished grinning like fools. The Santana girl was not looking happy. But the entire glee club turned to face her.
"I guess it was alright." She shrugged. Right, cuz I wanted feedback from the psycho witch.
"Well, nevertheless that was very good girls. Just find room wherever you can. We are a bit tight for room. Thankfully Rachel had cleared people from the seats either side of her so we could sit with her. Emily took the seat on the end so that left me to sit next Santana. Yippee. I heard hurried whispers from the door and looked up to see Sarah, Cameron and Damian fighting over who was going next.
"Guys, we're ready for you." The coach called.
"Go." Sarah pressed.
"Fine. But you owe me."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll buy you a slushy."
"Argh. I'm going. I'm going ." Cameron walked through the door. He pulled his guitar from over his shoulder.
"Uh hi. My name is Cameron Mitchell and I will be singing an original song today, it is called Such a Mystery."
"Original song?" Mr Schue seemed to stand up a little straighter.
"Yep." Cameron smiled and started playing.
Awww whoaaaah
Hey, i see you standing all alone seen it before, you wondering what's you're heart is beating for You let the worry show in your face Would you wondering why can't seems to make anybody wants you at all You lock yourself up Don't you listening sing to the song, Believe what you want But it's all you love the most So don't give up You've been runnin' around circles and you look for love But nothing makes you feel like you're doing enough, Whoaaaah, You don't know what it means, And everybody thinks you're the one walking out I've been singing how i knew you but it goes up to you whoaaaah, you're such a mystery And many times, It's could take a while But love will find your way Love always finds our way whoaaaah, you're such a mystery I just love his song. It's so sweet. It sounded like he was telling Marissa not to give up and that he was singing it to someone he loves at the same time. He always made me smile. And I've only known him for two days. "Wow. That was amazing." Mr Schue said in awe. "Wait so is this song about ginger over there dumping your sweet ass?" Santana asked. Wow does word travel fast around here or what? "More or less." Cameron shrugged. "Wait... I though ginger was a food..." The blonde next to her said, looking confused. Wait, was she for real? "No, Brittany...just..." Kurt shook his head. "Well. We have another auditionee who will not be running out for sure." Cameron walked to the door and grabbed Sarah's hand. He dragged her to the centre of the room. "You are not running out Sarah." Cameron told her. "Yeah, yeah. I'll do it." Sarah said, her voice shook a little. "You better." Cameron threatened before going to sit in the back of the choir room next to the curvacious girl who reminded me dearly of my friend Alex back home. "Hi..My name is Sarah Taylor and I will be singing Maybe this Time." "Hold on. How old are you?" Santana asked. "Do you have an opinion about everything? Or are you just a bitch?" Sarah covered her mouth. "Oops. Sorry sir." "Duly noted. Don't let it happen again." "Yep." "Hey, midget. You didn't answer my question." "I'm 17." Sarah snapped. "Leave the poor girl alone." A pretty Asian girl said. "Yes, Santana. That will be enough input, thank you." Mr Schue told her. Maybe this time I'll be lucky, Maybe this time he'll stay. Maybe this time, for the first time. Love won't hurry away. All the odds are, there in my favour. Something's bound to begin. It's gotta happen. Happen Sometime. Maybe this time I'll win. Cuz, Everybody- They love a winner. So nobody loved me. Lady peaceful Lady happy. That's what I long to be. All the odds are, there in my favour Something's bound to begin. It's gotta happen Happen sometime Maybe this time. Maybe this time. I'll win Sarah finished after a rather long note. She took a deep breath and looked like she was going to faint. "Wow. Did that voice seriously just come from that girl?" The guy from the said 'Kurt.' Argh, there were too many people to memorize all their names. "Game, set, match. Got something to say Satan?" Sarah asked the Latina. She narrowed her eyes and turned away. "Oh snap. Satan's got competition." The girl who looked like Alex said. "Hey, no one competes against me for top bitch." Santana shot back. "Guys enough. We have more auditions to go through then we have to discuss this weeks homework assignment." Mr Schue scolded them. "Next." He called. Damian walked in and I could see the effort he put in to stop from falling over his own feet. "Hey it's the leprechaun from the end of the rainbow! Did you bring your gold this time?" The blonde cheerleader cried. "Leprechaun?" The boy in wheelchair raised an eyebrow. "Baby, what are you talking about?" Baby? Wait was bimbo cheerleader dating nerdy wheelchair guy? Wow I just thought of about a million Beauty and the Geek scenarios. "It's the leprechaun!" The cheerleader explained. "No. Britt. Leprechauns aren't real." Artie told her gently. "Well I suppose they are now. But I can't really dance like one. I can't...really dance at all." Damian spoke up. "Oh my god." Santana looked up. "Please tell me that he said he COULD dance. The last thing we need at the moment is another broken nose." "Wait. ANOTHER broken nose?" Cameron asked, placing a hand over his nose. I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle my giggle. "Frankenteen broke RuPauls nose while we were practicing our dance moves." "Frankenteen? RuPaul?" Sarah asked, confused. "Ugh. FINN AND RACHEL." "Guys. Stop arguing." Mr Schue shouted over their bickering. Glee-club just got a whole lot funner. Sarah was like a firework. Quiet and still but set it off and it goes KABLOOM. I elbowed Emily. "I think Glee-club is going to be a LOT of fun. Between Sarah and Santana and Cameron and Marissa. Things are gonna turn into Big-Brother. Fighting every other week. I think yes?" "Sounds about right." "Come on guys! We have three more auditions! That is enough." The teacher exploded. Sarah immediately stopped shouting at Santana and looked down. Cameron put an arm around her shoulders. "I think her world just ended." Cameron said in a quiet voice, but loud enough from me, Rachel and Emily to hear. I giggled. "Anyway. Damian, your performance." Mr Schue nodded at him. "Um yes. I am Damian McGinty and I am from Ireland. I will be singing Just Haven't Met You Yet by Michael Buble." I'm not surprised, not everything lasts
I've broken my heart so many times, I stopped keeping track
Talk myself in, I talk myself out
I get all worked up, then I let myself down
I tried so very hard not to lose it
I came up with a million excuses
I thought, I thought of every possibility
And I know someday that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out
And I promise you, kid, that I give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet
And I know that we can be so amazing
And being in your life is gonna change me
And now I can see every single possibility
And someday I know it'll all turn out
And I'll work to work it out
Promise you, kid, I'll give more than I get
Than I get, than I get, than I get
Oh, you know it'll all turn out
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid to give so much more than I get
Yeah, I just haven't met you yet
"Ireland has a deep voice." Santana nodded.
"His name is Damian, Satan." Sarah told her.
"I like Ireland better. Maybe if you start calling me SANTANA then I'll consider calling IRELAND, Damian."
"You just did."
"If there is anymore fighting then you will both go to the principals office."
"Yes Mr Schue." Sarah said politely with the right amount of innocence to make it seem like it was all Santana. I remember when I was able to do that.
"Okay. Well, we'll have Blaine next." Mr Schue read from his clipboard.
"Do we really have to sir? I mean we saw him at Sectionals and Regionals. He's good. Really good." Mercedes asked.
"Point taken. We don't have much time left anyway. So we'll have our last person...Melissa."
"Marissa sir." Marissa corrected as she walked in. She avoided making contact with the area Me, Emily, Damian, Rachel and Cameron were sitting.
"Hi, my name is Marissa Von Bleicken. Well I am probably not very popular with about half the Glee club today, with your new members anyway. So I have picked the song Hate on Me to represent that I don't care if you hate me at the moment. It's also a very strong song that highlights me vocally." Marissa explained very smartly.
If I could give you the world, on a silver platter.
Would it even matter? You'd still be mad at me.
If I can find in all this, a dozen roses.
That I would give to you, you'd still be miserable.
Cuz in reality I'm gon' be who I be.
And I don't feel no faults in all the lies that you bought.
You can try as you may
Bring me down when I say, that it ain't up to you
Gonna do what you do
Hate on me hater, now or later
Cuz I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad baby.
Go 'head and hate on me hater
Cuz I'm not afraid of, what I got I paid for
You can hate on me
Hate on me, hater.
Cuz I'm gonna do me, you be mad baby-yeah.
Go ahead an hate on me Cameron.
Go ahead try it
But I will not buy it.
You can hate on me.
I sat with my mouth wide open, I'm pretty sure Emily, Rachel, Sarah, Damian, Cameron. Hell the whole Glee club was shocked.
"She's joking." Sarah mumbled.
"Woah, did she mean you?" Kurt asked looking at Cameron.
"Yes..." Cameron said through gritted teeth.
"What did you do?" Kurt asked.
"I didn't do anything. She lied to me and used me. We haven't been a real couple for months. Ever since she-" Cameron went silent. "I should go." He stood up abruptly and left.
"Did he just quit?" Finn asked.
"No..no, I don't think so. He just left." Rachel said.
"He left his guitar." Sarah picked up his guitar. "I'll get him, don't worry. He owes me." Sarah stood up and left too.
"Marissa, girl, you can sit with me. I am loving your song choice, Hate on Me is an amazing song, and for a white girl, you sang that song good." Mercedes told Marissa. I sighed and looked at Emily, Damian and Rachel.
"What'd I tell you Emily? Dramas, dramas, dramas."
"Alright, we'll start talking about out homework assignment in a minute when Sarah and Cameron get back."
Wow, that was a long chapter! 3619 words! Stupid song lyrics but they were really necessary, sigh. So what do you want the homework assignment to be? Any pairings you wanna see in the fic? Review and let me know!