A/N: Ah! Reviews! I feel so special, thanks! I have fixed the way I write my songs (or more Juliet fixed it...) My computer is jacked up. So here it is! I really like this chapter, and I hope you do too! In case you didn't know, PM me at Dancingforever.
Maurie walked the halls, a frown on her face. They won sectionals, but she still lost. Toronto wouldn't even speak to her.
How could she have even liked Connor?
Sure, he was gorgeous, kind, innocent, sweet, and…well, amazing. Toronto was always sweet to her, and he loved her.
She walked past Connor, who had a ghost of a smile on his face. She looked down and rushed to Glee. She had to think through things.
"Broadway." Schue stated. Maurie started clapping ecstatically. This would be perfect!
Hannah took Damian's hand and smiled at him.
"You okay?" She whispered. He looked at her with a light smile.
"Yeah." He replied.
"Wanna go to Breadstixs later?" She asked. He nodded with a shrug.
"Yeah, I guess," He spoke.
Hannah looked down. He was so bored. Why?
"Hey Hannah!" Clark said with a smile. She looked up at the tall teenager.
"Hi, Clark," She replied, with a glum sigh.
"What's wrong?" He asked, walking to class with her.
"Damian. He's being….annoying..." She spoke softly, running her fingers through her blonde hair. Clark nodded, with a polite smile.
"Yeah, I don't really like him. He seems rude," he admitted. Hannah looked up with a frown.
"He's not rude," She stated.
"Clark!" Audrey called. She walked up and paled when she saw Hannah. "Oh. Hi..." She spoke nervously, tugging on Clark's sleeve.
"Hello, Audrey. Enjoy lunch?" Hannah muttered. She didn't realize how rude her voice sounded.
"Oh yeah…" Audrey said, her face turning red in embarrassment. "Let's go Clark," She whispered, taking Clark's hand.
Clark waved goodbye to Hannah and walked off with Audrey.
Hannah smiled then turned around to go to class. Her head was spinning, but maybe that was her getting sick AGAIN. She ignored and walked to class, not noticing that Clark was looking back at her.
"I'm going to be singing "Roxie" from Chicago…" Audrey spoke awkwardly. She brushed back her hair, which was in wild black curls. She wore a sparkly silver dress like the one in the movie, which was about the same color as her pale skin.
"The name on everybody's lips is gonna be... Roxie..." She sang with a smirk.
"The lady raking in the chips is gonna be
Roxie
I'm gonna be a celebrity,
That means somebody everyone knows
They're gonna recognize my eyes,
My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose..."
She sang, doing a dance.
"From just some dumb mechanic's wife I'm gonna be... Roxie."
Who says that murder's not an art
And who in case she doesn't hang
Can say she started with a bang
Roxie Hart!"
She almost spoke. The boys from the Glee Club walked up behind her. She took Damian's hand and did a twirl. Hannah stiffened.
"Boys…" She said, grabbing Toronto by the tie.
"They're gonna wait outside in lines to get to see…Roxie!" They belted out, each twirling Audrey.
"Think of those autographs I'll sign,
'Good luck to ya!
Roxie!"
Audrey exclaimed with a shimmy.
"And I'll appear in a lavaleir that goes all the way down to my waist!" Audrey belted, sitting in Tyler's lap.
"Here a ring, there a ring every where a ring a ling!" The guys chorused.
"But always in the best of taste..." She spoke with a wink.
"Mmmm, I'm a star...
And the audience loves me,
And I love them.
And they love me for lovin' them
And I love them for lovin' me
And we love each other
And thats 'cause none of us got enough love in our childhoods
And that's showbiz...
Kid!"
She trilled flirtatiously, kissing each boy on the cheek. The girls weren't liking how flirty she was, even if she sang awesomely.
"She's givin' up her humdrum life..." The guys sung, clearly enjoying the song.
"I'm gonna be, sing it!" She belted out.
"Roxie!" They all sang.
"She made a scandal and a start
To see her name get billed below
Roxie Hart!"
They sang.
"Roxie! Roxie! Roxie! Roxie! Roxie! Roxie!" They all sang.
She ended with a little shimmy. Half hearted claps came from the girls.
"Great Audrey! I really saw the character Roxie in your performance." Mr. Shue spoke.
"Um, why were you in Audrey's performance?" Hannah asked sharply.
"Cause, I wanted to be..." Damian responded, looking at her stuff on her white dresser. The assorted baby pictures, porcelain dolls, and various music notes made him laugh. Hannah sighed and hopped onto her bed.
"You know how I feel about her Damian!" She said, coughing.
"You okay?" He asked, looking at her sincerely. She smiled softly. Maybe the prince in him was coming back.
"Yeah. I am..." She spoke softly. He nodded and looked down, back to his previous state of numbness.
"Oh."
Hannah's smile faded away, losing her fairytale bit by bit.
The next day, Hannah couldn't feel worse, physically or emotionally. It all started in Glee Club.
"Lift up your head
Wash off your mascara
Here, take my Kleenex
Wipe that lipstick away"
Dane sang sweetly to Savannah. Hannah looked to Damian, who was texting someone. Why wouldn't he sing her "Suddenly Seymour" from The Little Shop Of Horrors?
"Suddenly Seymour
Is standing beside you
You don't need no makeup
Don't have to pretend
Suddenly Seymour
Is here to provide you
Sweet understanding
Seymour's your friend"
Dane sang to Savannah, taking her hand looking at her with his goofy smile. She giggled and started to sing,
"Nobody ever
Treated me kindly
Daddy left early
Mama was poor"
Savannah sang sweetly, looking at him with happiness. Why couldn't Hannah and Damian be in love like them?
"I'd meet a man and
I'd follow him blindly
He'd snap his fingers
Me, I'd say "sure"
Suddenly Seymour
Is standin' beside me
He don't give me orders
He don't condescend
Suddenly Seymour
Is here to provide me
Sweet understanding
Seymour's my friend"
She belted, her voice very strong.
"Tell me this feeling lasts till forever
Tell me the bad times are clean washed away"
Dane trilled with a nod.
"Please understand that it's still
Strange and frightnin'
For losers like I've been
It's so hard to say
Suddenly Seymour"
Savannah cried out, a large smile on her face.
"Suddenly Seymour
He purified me
He purified you"
Dane sung with nod.
"Suddenly Seymour showed me I can" Savannah trilled.
"Suddenly Seymour showed you you can" Dane belted, taking her close.
"Learn how to be more
The girl that's inside me
With sweet understanding"
They sang together, ending the song on a sugar sweet note. Hannah coughed hardly.
"Sorry..." She squeaked. She looked over at Damian, who sat glumly. Why couldn't he love her?
Maurie sat in the choir room looking through sheet music. She couldn't decide what song to use. So many beautiful songs to sing, but she couldn't find just one.
"Maurie?" called a voice behind her. She turned to see the blue eyes of Connor. She blinked in shock.
"Connor?" she asked.
He smiled at her, "Um, I was wondering if well…we kissed. I said I only liked you as a friend but… I actually like you. I want you to be my girlfriend." He blurted. Maurie looked down. She thought of Toronto, then Connor, then Toronto again.
"No. I can't." She whispered. She looked up into his eyes, filled with so much hurt.
"Oh. I…I see." He replied. He turned around and sharply left, throwing down the single rose he had.
"Connor! I-" Maurie called out. She sat down, feeling tears come. She picked up the flower. She didn't know how to handle this, right here they couldn't be together.
Not in this place, with Toronto who was as broken hearted as her. Maybe somewhere else…and she knew what she would sing in Glee Club.
"There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere."
She sang quietly, looking down. Somewhere from West Side Story.
"There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to look, time to care,
Some day!"
She trilled, looking up at Connor in his seat.
"Somewhere. We'll find a new way of living," He whispered, so quiet no one heard him.
" We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere . . ."
She cried out, a tear falling from her cheek.
"There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!"
She belted, breaking into tears. She had her chance to go somewhere, and she had missed it.
Damian felt miserable.
He liked Hannah, really he did, but he felt…numb.
He wanted someone else, though he knew it was completely ridiculous, she barely knew he existed. He wanted Hannah to be happy, he liked her too.
Why did he have to be like this?
Liking a new girl every other day?
He was happy with Hannah, she was sweet, gorgeous, and considerate. He was acting like a jerk around her, and he hated it. Why did he have to like her?
Hannah stood up, with a hacking cough, and looked at the Glee club.
"I'll be singing My Husband Makes Movies from Nine. The movie wasn't very good, but this song is really interesting." She said with a smile. The slow music started out and Hannah looked down.
"My husband makes movies.
To make them he lives a kind of dream
In which his actions aren't always
What they seem.
He may be on to some unique romantic
Theme."
She sang looking up at Damian.
"Some men catch fish, some men tie
Flies,
Some earn their living baking bread.
My husband, he goes a little crazy
Making movies instead."
Hannah cried out, shrugging as she sang the last line.
"My husband spins fantasies,
He lives them, then gives them to you
All.
When he was working on the film on
Ancient Rome,
He made the slave girls take the
Gladiators home."
She sang with a little laugh.
"Some men buy stocks, some men punch
Clocks,
Some leap where others dare to tread.
My husband as author and director,
Makes up stories in his head."
She belted, looking at Damian disappointedly.
"Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Number one genius and number one fan,
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini,
Daughter of well-to-do Florentine
Clan,
Long ago, twenty years ago,
Once the names were Guido Contini,
Luisa Del Forno,
Actress with dreams and a life of her
Own,
Passionate, wild and in love on Livorno,
Singing with Guido all night on the
Phone.
Long ago, someone else ago, how he
Needs me so,
And he'll be the last to know it."
She sang irritably.
"My husband makes movies.
To make them, he makes himself
Obsessed.
He goes for weeks on end without a
Bit of rest,
No other way can he achieve his level
Best."
She trilled, sitting on the piano bench, thinking of Damian. She stood up looking at the group.
"Some men read books, some shine their
shoes,
Some retire early when they've seen
The evening news.
My husband only rarely comes to bed,
My husband makes movies instead,
My husband...makes movies…" She whispered.
She looked up, slowly. Then, she collapsed into the floor, unconscious.