A/N: My life is literally insane right now. So I'm sorry. Been a tough month.
Monster, Skillet
Back In Black, ACDC
This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms War, Fallout Boy
Hero, Skillet
Crushcrushcrush, Paramore
Uprising, Muse
Enjoy.
01x10: Bad
"Hannah, can I talk to you?" Mr. Schue called out after Glee club the next week. Hannah's Dalton Academy sweatshirt hit the middle of her thighs. She crossed her arms and pulled her messenger bag over her shoulder, scoffing as he looked concerned at her. She brushed her hair (it had been growing- it now hit her collarbone) out of her eyes and nodded.
"What?" she said curtly.
"I think you need some vocal lessons," he said honestly. "Your voice is lovely, but it's not exactly leading lady material. If you could strengthen it, I think you could go places."
"The only place I want to go is away from here," she said bluntly. "What, are you I'm saying I'm not good enough?"
"Of course not!" He protested. "I just think it'd be in your best interest if you got stronger vocally."
"Stronger vocally?" Hannah seethed, before glaring and saying, "I don't have time for that."
Mr. Schue gulped and backed off, saying, "Yes, okay, I apologize. I'm sorry. Your voice is fine."
Hannah smiled smartly before turning on her heel and walking away. Will was concerned even more now. Ever since last week, Hannah has been acting incredibly odd. Everyone treats her differently, too. He shrugged if off, assuming that things would sort themselves out, but now he was kind of worried. What exactly was going on?
"I'm pissed off," Hannah said to Aaron that afternoon.
"You've been pissed off all week," He smiled, grabbing his laundry and motioning for Hannah to follow. More and more of her time was being spent at Dalton Academy. She groaned as he took is laundry down to the floor's laundry room. His jacket was off and his tie was loose. His noticed his stolen sweatshirt she was wearing immediately but didn't say anything.
He knew she was hiding something, he knew it, but he chose to say nothing. What good would pressuring her to tell him do? It wouldn't do good at all. Maybe when she went to therapy with him this Saturday she would feel comfortable enough to tell him. Hopefully. He watched as she grabbed the first article of clothing and threw it into the washing machine. Her eyes were dull. The dark skinned boy recalled the way her eyes lit up when she was smiling. They seemed to have lost all life.
He gulped and said, "You know..."
"Know what?" she asked softly, putting laundry detergent into the washing machine.
"Are you still coming to therapy with me?" He questioned carefully.
"Yes, of course," Hannah said, softening. "I wouldn't bail on you for something as important as that."
"Good," Aaron said. "Christmas is coming up soon, too."
Hannah laughed, but it wasn't very joyful. It was almost hollow. "Oh yes...my favorite holiday..."
"Why don't you like Christmas?" Aaron asked gently. It was his favorite holiday. He grinned at the thought of Christmas trees, carols, and of course the time he would spend with his dad.
"I haven't in years..." Hannah said softly, thinking back on her past Christmases. All she could remember was cold. "It's just cold."
"Christmas is incredibly warm," Aaron said, convinced that she couldn't dislike Christmas. "You can come see my house on Christmas."
"You mean mansion?" Hannah joked, throwing a white button up him, and running to hide behind the nearest dryer. He grinned and ran to her, grabbing her and throwing her over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" she said as calmly as possible.
"Oh, toughen up!" he joked. She froze. He put her down and she laughed, her eyes a bit better than before. Not nearly as dead looking. Her pretty, white, rare smile flashed for a minute before her face dissolved into its normal expression.
A voice was cleared and Hannah looked to see Michael, holding his laundry basket. "Are you guys done?" he smirked.
Hannah flushed and turned away from Aaron, dumping the rest of the laundry into the machine. "Yes..." she said. "It is now."
From the black ripped skinny jeans to the ACDC tee falling off of her bony frame, all eyes were on Hannah. It was ripped and you could the dark purple bruises on her arms, back, and ribcage. The dark make up and ratty Converse completed the look. Her hair was crimped. Lorhin gaped.
"What...happened..." she said.
Hadleigh, who was talking quite loudly to Theo about something no one cared about, tossed her brown locks over her shoulder and stared. "Well, things just got real weird..."
Hannah glared as Neal began to question things. Mr. Schue looked confounded.
"Don't. Say. Anything," she intoned. "Since all you guys can see me as is a weak-" glare to Mr. Schue, "-little-" scathing look towards the glee club, "-girl," she finished, "I thought maybe I should toughen up to show you I can handle myself." She clenched her fist and her jaw. Her pale collarbone was sticking quit far out of her ripped shirt. "I can handle myself," she said. Whether it was to reassure herself or the glee club. No one knew.
Heavy guitars started up and Hannah sang out lowly,
"The secret side of me
I never let you see
I keep it caged
But I can't control it..."
She glared and flipped her hair around.
"So stay away from me
The beast is ugly
I feel the rage
And I just can't hold it..."
She fell to her knees and crawled, singing out,
"It's scratching on the walls
In the closet, in the halls
It comes awake
And I can't control it
Hiding under the bed
In my body, in my head..."
She closed her eyes and sang,
"Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Make it end!
I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I feel like a monster!"
It was a great song. And Hannah was feeling it passionately. She hopped on the piano and stood there, reaching out to the Glee club,
"My secret side I keep
Hid under lock and key
I keep it caged
But I can't control it
Cause if I let him out
He'll tear me up
And break me down..."
She jumped off spectacularly and belted,
"Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Make it end!
I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I feel like a monster!"
She stood still for a minute, singing,
"It's hiding in the dark
It's teeth are razor sharp
There's no escape for me
It wants my soul,
It wants my heart
No one can hear me scream
Maybe it's just a dream
Or maybe it's inside of me
Stop this monster!"
She ran towards the Glee club, singing out with everything in her,
"I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster!"
Finishing out, she belted,
"I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I'm gonna lose control
Here's something radical
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I feel like a monster
I feel like a monster
I feel like a monster!"
She finished and everyone burst into applause. It truly was a great performance...but why?
Before anyone could say anything, Hannah ran out of the room and slammed the door.
"Something serious is going on with Hannah..." Lorhin said to Dawn. The Glee girls decided to have an emergency meeting to discuss Hannah.
"It's not like her to act out," Bailey said. "It's obviously a cry for help."
"A cry for help is her singing an angry song and wearing black?" Cortney said, glaring. "Maybe she just feels a lot and needs to get it out."
"That's not it at all!" Hadleigh argued. "She obviously needs help. It is our duty to help her, as her Glee club sisters."
Dawn shook her head. "I think Hannah is on to something. Frankly, I'm mad about always being in the background!" She stomped her foot. "My parents expect me to be this perfect child. Well, too bad! Because that doesn't exist. And then I come to Glee club and everyone is worried about Hannah! Or Neal, or Theo, or Lorhin, or Hadleigh. What about me?"
Bailey nodded. "I'm sick and tired of being overlooked." She and Dawn looked to each other. "We're out."
Jordana glared. "You guys, really? I never get the spotlight either but you don't see me bitching about it!"
"Oh, can it Jordana," Lorhin scoffed. "You don't even want the spotlight!"
Jordana glared. "Maybe Dawn and Bailey are on to something. I'm out, too."
The only girls left were Cortney, Lorhin, and Hadleigh. Cortney sighed, "I kind of agree with them. It'd be nice to get some solos every once in a while."
She got up and left.
"Well..." Hadleigh said, "Let's just focus on helping Hannah."
"Yeah..." Lorhin said half-heartedly.
"Ladies..." Hannah said, looking through her hair that was styled over her eyes. That day she was sporting leather hot pants, a gray skintight tee with rips all down the arms and back, straight hair, fishnets, and hooker heels. The four girls looked to her, grinning. "Glad you joined me."
Dawn was rocking a pair of skinny jeans and a red Skillet shirt, with a beanie and heavy make up. Beside her, Bailey was wearing a skintight body con black dress with red Converse and a white leather jacket. Cortney was sporting her usual attire, a white tank too with a black bra and ripped denim shorts with knee high Converse. Jordana was rocking leather skinnys and a black Rolling Stones tank.
"We thought about it..." Dawn began, "And we have a lot to be pissed about. We need to get it out. This is the best way to express how we feel."
Hannah smirked and leaned up against the lockers, the other girls following her lead. Heavy guitar started up, and Hannah leaned as far foward as she could, slamming a locker door shut before belting out,
"Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back!"
Dawn grinned and stepped out, the other girls following in a series of complicated dance moves. She sang out in a sultry voice not thought possible of her,
"Yes I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about!"
Bailey grinned and sang out mischievously, following Hannah down the hallway,
"I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die!"
Cortney rolled her eyes and stepped out of the formation singing out powerfully,
"I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild!"
All of the girls sang out strongly, dancing down the hallway, startling students,
"'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well, I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black!"
Jordana grinned and did hip thrusts to rival MJ, belting out,
"Back in the back
Of a cadillac
Number one with a bullet, in my power pack!"
Hannah grinned and walked back to front, sliding down the hallway, singing out rebelliously,
"Yes, I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang!"
Dawn grinned and danced sexily, singing lowly,
"Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rack!"
Bailey grinned and belted,
"So look at me now,
Trying to make my pay
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way!"
By this time, they had reached the choir room, and they belted out to the shocked Glee club whilst grinding and gyrating,
"Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well, I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black!"
The girls danced and rocked out to the heavy guitar and bass. Hannah began to belt out, while sliding onto her knees in front of Neal,
"'Cause I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black!"
Dawn hopped onto a chair, belting,
"Ohh YEAH!
OH YEAH!
Yes I know!"
Hannah began screeching,
"Ayyy Yeah!
Yeah!
Ohhhh YEAH, YEAH!
Give it up!"
All of the girls stood beside each other and belted out,
"Well I'm back, back,
Well I'm back, back,
Back, back,
Back in black,
Yes I'm back in black!"
The guitar ended, and the girls panted, exhausted from the performance. There wasn't applause, just sheer dumbfounded looks towards the girls.
"Yes, well..." Will said awkwardly. "Let's talk about Regionals?"
Hadleigh and Lorhin shared a look.
"Come on, girls!" The coach yelled, and Lorhin once again fell behind the other dancers whilst running laps. She was the last one finished. She sighed and pulled her thick hair into a ponytail. The coach gave her a disdainful look and called her over.
"Look, Lorhin..." she said, and dismissed the other girls. "I think you should start jogging."
"Jogging?" Lorhin asked, her face falling. "But Coach Poe-"
"Look, you're a great dancer," she added, "but if we want to start competing we need to kick it up a notch. Try to work out some, too."
Lorhin huffed.
"Get a tougher skin, too," Coach Poe smirked. "The real world includes criticism."
Lorhin glared at her retreating back. She clenched her jaw. She'll show her criticism.
"Dude, are you still in that faggy Glee club?" The linebacker snorted, shoving Neal into a bench.
"Yeah, I am," Neal said, straightening his shoulders and clenching a fist.
"That's so gay," he laughed, glaring at him. "Don't start dating that Cody kid."
"Hey, lay off Cody," Theo snarled. "You have no clue."
The jock looked at Theo and guffawed. "Looks like he's already caught the gay!" He glared. His friends laughed and pushed Theo around. Theo was enraged.
"It's not something you catch!" Theo glared, punching the linebacker in the jaw. A full out brawl started, and Neal joined in, punching whoever he could get to. Coach Beiste stormed in, pulling them apart.
"To Figgins, go on!" She bellowed. "Explain your sorry asses!"
"He was insulting Glee club," Theo said darkly, glaring at the, linebacker.
"Brad?" Beiste said, "Suspension. Get to class, meatheads!"
Neal and Theo, sore and bruised, vowed to never let anyone talk crap about glee again.
Lorhin looked to where Neal and Theo were standing, Neal on her right, Theo on her left. Wearing matching white tees and black leather jackets, except Lorhin had on studded shorts, they looked bad. The music started up and Neal sang out sleazily,
"I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words..."
Theo sang out smoothly, dancing in sync with Neal,
"And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in, yeah..."
The three sang out in harmony, with Lorhin dancing her heart out in between the two guys,
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
Theo sang out,
"I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But I digress..."
Neal sang out angrily,
"I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate!"
Theo sang out loudly,
"I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate..."
"I wrote the gospel on giving up..." Lorhin sang.
"You look pretty sinking..." Neal and Theo harmonized.
"But the real bombshells have already sunk..." Lorhin belted.
"Prima donnas of the gutter..." They grinned.
Lorhin and Neal and Theo all sang in three part harmony,
"At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like heaps of cars
No, more like p-p-p-parties..."
The three began dancing, and belting out, the whole club getting into it,
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
Neal belted out as everyone but Hadleigh made their way up to the front to sing and dance,
"This bandwagon's full
Please, catch another
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate!"
Theo sang out,
"I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate!"
Lorhin said huskily,
"All the boys who the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough
Sing, until your lungs give out..."
The whole Glee club joined in singing as Hadleigh glared.
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
"Now you," Neal grinned.
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
"Wear out the groove!" Theo smirked.
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
"Sing out loud!" Lorhin smiled.
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
"Oh, oh!" Everyone belted.
"This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race!"
Neal sang out,
"I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate!"
Theo belted out,
"I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate!"
They finished. Everyone grinned, and Hadleigh stormed out of the room. They wanted bad? Well, she would give them bad!
Hannah took a gulp. She left her black clothes at home. Instead she was wearing a cream colored, high waisted dress and a teal cardigan. Aaron walked into the waiting room in jeans and a green checked button up, bright green Converse on his feet. He smiled that reassuring, easy smile and she took a deep breath.
"You look really nice," Aaron said, looking her over. Hannah gulped.
"It's my mom's outfit. She doesn't really wear it anymore."
"It's nice," he smiled, his hazel eyes gleaming. He ran a hand over his clean cut hair, and grabbed Hannah's hand, leading her into the therapist's office.
"Good to see you!" The kind looking lady said to Aaron. "How are you?"
Aaron started some small talk and Hannah tried to shrink into the background. She didn't meet the lady's eyes.
"Who is this?" She asked, her warm brown eyes comforting. They were like Hannah's dad's eyes.
"Hannah Grayson," she said, speaking up.
"I'm Dr. Summers, " she smiled. "I'm going to go get Aaron's charts. I'll be right back!"
The two were left alone in the well furnished room. Hannah began biting her fingernails. Aaron, however, turned to Hannah and pulled a notebook out of his pocket, saying, "Here, read this."
"What is it?" Hannah asked.
"Just read it."
She opened it. It was a journal. Whoever had written it hates himself. Hannah felt herself tear up as she read the horror on the pages. "Who's is this?"
"Mine," Aaron said thickly.
Hannah began to cry, "Please don't feel like that. You mean so much to me, don't hate yourself for things you can't control." She sobbed out how sorry she was. Aaron pulled her in and pocketed the notebook.
"I showed you that notebook because I want to open up to you," Aaron said. Hannah sobbed harder. "You are falling apart, Hannah. Let me help you."
Hannah pulled back, "I can't, I can handle things for myself!"
Aaron held up his hands, "I know! Do you remember what you sang at the festival? You need a hero?"
"Why can't I be my own hero?" Hannah fired back,
"Because you're mine," Aaron said, frustrated, losing his cool.
"You don't know how I feel, Aaron!" Hannah cried.
"Because you never tell me! I want to know, if only you'll tell me!" Aaron yelled.
He sang out,
"I'm just a step away
I'm just a breath away
Losing my faith today..."
"Falling off the edge today!" Hannah belted.
"I am just a man
Not superhuman..."
Aaron belted.
"I'm not superhuman..." Hannah argued in song.
"Someone save me from the hate
It's just another war
Just another family torn..."
Aaron sang bitterly.
"Falling from my faith today!" Hannah sang out desperately.
"Just a step from the edge
Just another day in the world we live
I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero..."
"To save me now!" Hannah belted, turning away from Aaron, who sang,
"I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me..."
"Just in time!" Hannah sang.
They turned away from each other, singing intensely,
"I've gotta fight today
To live another day
Speakin' my mind today..."
"My voice will be heard today!" Hannah sang out, staring out the window.
"I've gotta make a stand
But I am just a man..."
Aaron sang, wrestling with his internal thoughts.
"I'm not superhuman!" Hannah sang again.
"My voice will be heard today
It's just another war
Just another family torn..."
Aaron belted, sitting on the chaise.
"My voice will be heard today!" Hannah sang determinedly. Aaron belted,
"It's just another kill
The countdown begins to destroy ourselves
I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero..."
"To save me now!" Hannah belted, turning to Aaron, who sang,
"I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me..."
"Just in time!" Hannah trilled.
Aaron sang brokenly to Hannah,
"I need a hero to save my life
I need a hero just in time
Save me just in time
Save me just in time..."
The two joined in perfect harmony,
"Who's gonna fight for what's right
Who's gonna help us survive
We're in the fight of our lives..."
"And we're not ready to die!" Hannah sang along.
They joined in together, singing,
"Who's gonna fight for the weak
Who's gonna make 'em believe
I've got a hero..."
"I've got a hero!" Hannah belted. They joined together again.
"Living in me
I'm gonna fight for what's right
Today I'm speaking my mind
And if it kills me tonight..."
"I will be ready to die!" Hannah belted, closing her eyes.
The two sang in chilling harmony,
"A hero's not afraid to give his life
A hero's gonna save me just in time!"
Aaron belted,
"I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero..."
"To save me now!" Hannah sang, walking to Aaron.
"I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me..."
"Just in time!" Hannah sang.
The two sang in perfect harmony,
"I need a hero
Who's gonna fight for what's right
Who's gonna help us survive
I need a hero
Who's gonna fight for the weak
Who's gonna make 'em believe
I need a hero
I need a hero
A hero's gonna save me just in time!"
They took deep breaths, and looked each other in the eye.
"My stepdad hits me," Hannah said honestly.
Aaron looked her in the eyes, face utterly broken.
Hadleigh, clad in leather pants and a leather jacket, looked everyone in the Glee club dead in the eye and said, "I stayed the night at Theo's last Friday night."
Cortney stood and screamed, "You whore!"
Will threw down a textbook and yelled, "Hey! Enough is enough! I have no clue what has gotten into you guys but it needs to stop!"
Cortney glared at Hadleigh, singing, "I got a lot to say to you..."
"Yeah, I got a lot to say..." Hadleigh countered.
Cortney glared and sang,
"I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
Keeping them here
And it makes no sense at all..."
Hadleigh belted out,
"They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies!"
"Crush..." Cortney whispered.
"Crush..." Hadleigh seethed.
"Crush..." Cortney glared.
Crush, crush..." Hadleigh finished,
"Nothing compares to-" Cortney sang.
"A quiet evening alone!" Hadleigh finished.
"Just the one, two-" Cortney sang.
"Of us, who's counting on!" Hadleigh riffed.
"That never happens!" Cortney belted.
"I guess I'm dreaming again!" Hadleigh sang.
"Let's be more than this..." the two girls sang.
Hadleigh glared and circled around her, singing,
"If you want to play it like a game
Well, come on, come on, let's play
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Than have to forget you for one whole minute..."
Cortney, pissed, sang,
"They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies!"
"Crush..." Cortney whispered.
"Crush..." Hadleigh seethed.
"Crush..." Cortney glared.
"Crush, crush..." Hadleigh finished,
"Nothing compares to-" Cortney sang.
"A quiet evening alone!" Hadleigh finished.
"Just the one, two-" Cortney sang.
"Of us, who's counting on!" Hadleigh riffed.
"That never happens!" Cortney belted.
"I guess I'm dreaming again!" Hadleigh sang.
"Let's be more than this now!" the two girls sang.
"Rock and roll, baby
Don't you know that we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about!"
Cortney belted fabulously.
"Rock and roll, hey
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about!"
Hadleigh countered. The next line, Cortney sang the melody and Hadleigh sang the impossibly high harmony,
"Rock and roll, hey
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
Give me something to sing about!"
"Nothing compares to-" Cortney sang.
"A quiet evening alone!" Hadleigh finished.
"Just the one, two-" Cortney sang.
"Of us, who's counting on!" Hadleigh riffed.
"That never happens!" Cortney belted.
"I guess I'm dreaming again!" Hadleigh sang.
"Let's be more than this..." the two girls sang.
Aaron called Hannah and she picked up the phone hesitantly. "Hello?"
"Are you okay?" Aaron asked, plopping onto his expensive bed, clad in plaid pajama pants.
Hannah, wearing Neal's football tee shirt, bit her lip. "I don't know."
"Know I'm always here," Aaron reassured, his voice slow and easy, the kind you could listen to forever.
"I know."
The Warblers opened the door of the auditorium and took seats in the back.
"Is this allowed?" Michael asked. Caleb shushed him as the black curtains rose, revealing the Glee club in various black ensembles. Guitars started up.
"Paranoia is in bloom..." Neal started.
"The PR transmissions will resume..." Theo sang.
"They'll try to, push drugs that keep us all dumbed down..." Hannah sang out, staring eerily at Aaron, though she couldn't see him.
"And hope that, we will never see the truth around..." Dawn sang.
"Another promise, another seed..." Spencer sang.
"Another, packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed..." Cody belted.
"And all the, green belts wrapped around our minds..." Cortney sang.
"And endless red tape to keep the truth confined..." Hadleigh sang.
"They will not force us..." Oliver sang.
"They will stop degrading us..." Bailey sang.
"They will not control us..." James sang.
"We will be victorious..." Jordana belted.
The whole club was astounded when the Warblers stood.
"Interchanging mind control
Come let the, revolution takes its toll..."
Caleb sang out.
"If you could, flick the switch and open your third eye
You'd see that, we should never be afraid to die..."
Aaron belted, joining the Glee club on stage.
"Rise up and take the power back
It's time the, fat cats had a heart attack..."
Neal sang bitterly.
"You know that, their time's coming to an end
We have to, unify and watch our flag ascend!"
Theo belted.
The Warblers sang harmony and ND sang melody,
"They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious..."
"You guys are good," Caleb said. "So good we had a proposition."
Neal raised an eyebrow.
"Let's join forces at Regionals."
A/N: Alrighty! Please review, I'd appreciate it!