Glee:
The Perks of Braces and Glasses:
Chapter 7:
The rejection:
Tyger was pacing back and forth in the Cheerios' private bathroom that he had made for them.
Tyger: (to himself) OK, this isn't too bad. I mean, my life is almost over thanks to my braces and glasses, but at least my friends will stand by me, I hope.
(Bree and the rest of the Cheerios enter.)
Tyger: (lisping) Where the heck have you guys been?! I called for code three, level ten, super-secret emergency Cheerio meeting twenty minutes ago!
Bree: This is more of an emergency for you than us!
Tyger: (lisping) Well, it's not really a big deal...
Bree: Oh, it's a HUGE deal, T-Flame. Now, the whole school knows that you have just gotten braces and glasses, that you're talking with a lisp, and you spat into someone's mouth! Very uncool!
(all the Cheerios agree.)
Tyger: (lisping) OK, but I'm still me!
Bree: Yeah, not really. Being seen with you would make us very uncool, so we're going to have to ask you to leave our bathroom.
Tyger: (lisping) What?! YOUR bathroom? Who was the one who banned all the un-Cheerio people from using it? ME! And who bribed the tech geeks to build this for us?
(he turns the glittery red tap and a secret jewellery compartment appears.)
Tyger: (lisping) ME! Hello? And who also converted one of the stalls into a spray tan booth?
(he opens the stall door and a Cheerio in there screams and closes it.)
Brandon: I thought that was already here at the school.
Tyger: (lisping) Hello? IT WAS ME! It was me all along! I built this special Cheerio bathroom for us, and I am not giving it up!
Bree: OK, you're not getting it, so we'll just say it slowly. You're... not... welcome... here... anymore, because you don't look like one of us now.
Tyger: (lisping) What? What are you talking about?
Bree: We're going to win the talent show this year without your so-called expertise, and then the whole school will know that we didn't need Tyger 'T-Flame' Gonzalez; he needed us.
Cheerios: Peace out, sucker!
Tyger: (lisping) Hey, that's my thing!
Bree: OK, then, well here's our thing. Ready?
Cheerios: OK!
Check out the clock,
Check out the score,
You're off the team,
Now here's the door!
Whoooo!
No longer living up to his fancy stage name 'T-Flame', Tyger ran out of there, filled with shame and embarrassment.
What will happen next?