FINALLY! A NEW UPDATE! Good God, I wish I could be faster at this! Nevertheless, here's a new chapter for you all to enjoy! ^_^ In this new chapter, the recess session for glee club has come for the day, and Mr. Schuester is still NOT HAPPY AT ALL about the unpleasant news he's just now received about the previous day's unfortunate incidents involving Zach; not to mention about how his job security and the existence of the New Directions has now effectively been put into jeopardy as a result. And before long, after calling Zach out and being made aware of literally every single one of Zach's OTHER acts of bullying and jerkassery, he decides it's time to bring the hammer down . . . by forcing all the gleeks, Zach included, to take a break from the weekly assignment AND taking part in an official after-school session of glee club in exchange for taking part in some much needed (in his mind) bonding time. Sound worth reading after a long wait? I certainly hope so ya'll! Here's hoping you read, review, and enjoy!

A/N: But first, let me remind you all that I do NOT own Glee. Got that? Good. Onward with the fic everybody!

Chapter 13:

Judge Schuester

"What were you thinking?!" Mr. Schuester yelled. "Honestly Zach, what the Hell were you thinking?!"

Zach winced, knowing full well that Mr. Schuester had every right to be angry at him right now, yet also feeling embarrassed at being called out by him with all the other glee club members, including Charlotte, in the room as well. "Mr. Schue," he began. "I can explain."

"I certainly hope so!" Mr. Schuester yelled. "Because you're gonna need a seriously good explanation to earn my trust back, let alone justify your actions or make them seem even remotely acceptable. After all, as of yesterday, you were apparently willing to try to rape one of my other students, and attempted to murder another. Do you have any idea how serious a crime those actions are?"

"If he did," Calvin hissed coldly, his arms folded across his chest, "he wouldn't have tried them."

Zach turned his head to look at Calvin, eyes now narrowed into a glare. "Don't you start," he snarled.

"Start what?" Calvin growled, turning his own head to look at Zach. "You brought all this on yourself. I gave you a chance to back out; not to mention flat out told you to leave Susan out of your depravity immediately before then. It sure as Hell wasn't my fault you chose to ignore it."

"Well if you hadn't acted like such a jerk towards me two days ago," Zach snarled, now clearly trying to do anything he could to avoid having to accept any blame in his anger, "then maybe I wouldn't have been so tempted!"

"Well maybe if you," Calvin hissed, "hadn't been making fishy eyes at Susan and acting all sleazy towards her in the first place, I wouldn't have had to act like such a quote on quote 'jerk' to you in the first place!"

"Paranoid know-it-all!" Zach shouted.

"Cow humping transvestite!" Calvin shouted in response.

"Self-Righteous Nazi!"

"Idiot Amin!"

"Racist Bastard!"

"Brainless Misogynist!"

"Heartless Vulcan!"

"Fe-Fi-Fo-Fuck you!"

"ENOUGH!"

Zach, Calvin, and the other 11 gleeks, plus Hobbes, all turned their attention towards the still quite angry Mr. Schuester. The teacher groaned, pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed heavily. He shook his head and looked back at his students. "Look guys," he began. "I'm serious." He directed his focus almost entirely to Zach. "I mean really Zach; what the Hell?"

"Mr. Schue," Zach began. "Like I was saying, I've got a perfectly logical explanation. . ."

"I didn't ask for logical," said Mr. Schuester. "I asked for acceptable. There's a difference."

Zach sighed, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. "Look Mr. Schue, my recent actions? I know it all looks bad. . ."

"Yeah no shit," Dunlap hissed.

"Ain't that the truth?" Darren growled.

"Guys," said Mr. Schuester.

"Don't you start," said Darren. He pointed at Zach. "We all know he's a jerk and deserves what he's getting right now. Even you know that."

"That doesn't mean," Mr. Schuester began.

"And it's not like Calvin and Susan are the only ones with bones to pick with him right now," Dunlap snapped. He pointed his right finger at Charlotte and his left finger in the direction of Daniel and Diana. "Apart from our fearless leaders and Little Miss Hitler over there, he's gone out of his way to harass and bully every single one of us." He lifted his oil can into view. "See this? Yesterday, the asshole went so far as to switch it out with an identical copy filled with super glue, knowing full well that I would later use it and how the glue would affect my legs just so that I wouldn't be around to interfere with his plans involving Susan and Calvin yesterday."

"And Dunlap wasn't the only one that douche went so extreme lengths to get out of the way of his schemes yesterday," said Darren. He pointed at Zach. "The little trog went so far as to slather my back up pair of contacts in lemon juice. Fresh lemon juice! Fresh! And as a result of that," he pointed emphatically at his eyes "I almost got my eyes melted out yesterday! Melted out! You hear me?! Melted out! If it weren't for how fast Raj and Cody were for finding out what was going on and getting my eyes washed out in time, I'd be eyeless right now!"

Mr. Schuester was about to comment on Darren's admittedly rather overexaggerated claims when Naomi suddenly piped in with, "They're not the only ones he bullied yesterday." Mr. Schuester directed his attention at the blind girl, who directed her gaze towards him as best as she could. "That oil slathered hallway floor that the principal mentioned this morning?" She pointed at Zach, miraculously pointing her finger exactly in the right direction on only the first try. "His fault. And in a deliberate and mean spirited prank against me to."

"He bullied me to," said Amber. She folded her arms across her chest. "Yesterday morning, he followed me around the parking lot, got all up in my face, and acted all creepy and whatnot as if he were planning to try to assault me or whatever. And get this, when Darren intervened, he acted as if Darren and I were in the wrong and told us to grow a damn funny bone. Seriously! 'Grow a funny bone'! He was treating the fact that he was acting like he was about to try to rape me as a Goddamn joke! Honestly, how depraved is this guy!?"

"And don't get us started on what he pulled against us," Cody shouted. Mr. Schuester directed his attention to Cody, Bailey, and Raj, now far too interested and caught up in learning all the information he was now receiving to complain about any interruptions and how Zach was not getting the chance to try to explain himself, a task that Mr. Schuester now had a strong feeling would be very difficult, if not impossible in the current circumstances.

Cody pointed at Zach. "The day before yesterday, that little trog flushed my glasses down the toilet."

"He also filled up my shoes with soda while I was at gym class this Monday," said Raj. "And, he applied a liberal coating of red, white, and blue paint to the desk chair I ended up sitting at during the class that immediately followed!"

"Not to mention," said Bailey, "he also kept harassing me over the phone yesterday afternoon and evening, plus three times yesterday morning." She folded her arms over her chest. "And yes, I know how tame that sounds compared to what that bastard tried to pull on Susan and Amber; but my point still stands that he harassed me!"

"They're telling the truth," said Daniel. He nodded his head, not at all noticing or caring that Zach was now gaping at him with a clear silent 'et tu Daniel?' look on his face. "He did all that, AND the stuff that happened yesterday that you've just been informed of."

Diana nodded her own head in agreement with Daniel. "Indeed true," she said.

At the sound of a deep inhalation, all thirteen of the glee club students turned their heads to face Mr. Schuester, who had just now closed his eyes and started taking a deep breath. After what felt like an eternity, particularly to Zach, the teacher exhaled, and then shook his head side to side. He opened his eyes. "And Zach shall face justice for all those other actions as well."

Zach's face fell upon hearing these words. Mr. Schuester, however, wasn't done yet. "But before that happens," said Mr. Schuester. He spread his hands out to his sides, a half perplexed and half annoyed look on his face. "Why is it that I had to wait till now to find out about any of this?" He face-palmed, sighing heavily. "Honestly, harmless minor league pranks and good natured horsing around is one thing." He lowered his hand from his face. "But deliberate harassment?! Cruel and malicious pranks that run the risk of bodily harm or treat sensitive matters like jokes?! Flat out jail worthy crimes?!" He pointed his finger at his entire current generation of New Directioneers. "As a teacher, glee club instructor, and in fact as a man who makes his living working with kids, stuff like this is the kind of thing that I need; I repeat, need; to know!"

All the gleeks, to their credit, looked suitably chastened. Not even Zach or Charlotte were in the mood to try to take any smug satisfaction of any sort out of this current matter, for Zach knew that he was already in too much trouble for any such effort to be worthwhile, and Charlotte knew better than to take part in any actions that could potentially make Mr. Schuester angry. After all, as kind and gentle in nature as Mr. Schuester typically was, the times that he got truly angry and pissed were not moments to be taken lightly.

Dunlap gulped, and hung his head. "Well," the albino boy began. "First, to be fair, the super glue incident with my legs and Darren's lemon juice contacts incident happened a little while after yesterday's after school glee club session had ended and you'd already left to go home."

"He's right," said Cody. He lifted his finger as if to emphasize a point. "Same deal with the fight between Zach and Calvin yesterday, not to mention Zach's final planned attempt at getting his way with Charlotte that caused it in the first place."

Calvin, Susan, and even Hobbes nodded their heads in agreement. "Yeah," said Calvin in agreement. He looked at Mr. Schuester, a slightly sheepish cringe of guilt on his face. "And furthermore," he gestured to indicate himself, Susan, Daniel, Diana, "we had intended to tell you about all that stuff, as well as the stuff that had happened before yesterday's after school session earlier this morning after our 1st period class." He hung his head. "But evidently, mine and Susan's parents beat us to it by dropping by here personally to tell the principal about it and let him break the news to you instead."

"You got that right," said Daniel. He looked over at Mr. Schuester. "And before it reached that point, if it makes you feel any better, Diana and I weren't aware of how Zach was starting to demonstrate such extreme behaviors like this until yesterday morning after we'd all arrived at school. In fact." He pointed behind him towards the four sophomores. "The oil on the hallway floor and his black comedy false stalking and bluff rape threats literally happened that very morning after we'd arrived at school. And as mean as what he did to Cody, Bailey, and Raj was, those actions were still comparatively minor grievances." He turned his head towards the trio in question. "No offense."

The trio nodded their heads up and down in understanding. After all, they knew that what Daniel had just said to describe their own personal grievances against Zach were for actions that had indeed been relatively minor misdemeanors compared to the more serious grievances he'd caused to Calvin, Susan, and the four sophomores, not to mention indirectly to Daniel and Diana through being such a huge jerk towards their fellow glee club members whom they hoped to befriend.

"And not only that," said Diana, now deciding to take over for her close friend and direct partner in glee club leadership. "But after we'd learned about the stuff that had happened on Monday and yesterday morning, Daniel and I had hoped to try to talk with Zach and get the whole mess quietly sorted out before it could get worse without having to worry you." She hung her head. "But as was proven by what happened after yesterday's after school glee club session, we were wrong."

Susan was nodding her head as well. "And finally, even before all that." She looked up at Mr. Schuester. "After that brief little bit of drama during the elections of the leads and deputy leads from Monday's after school session . . . well . . . we assumed that what had occurred during said moment of tension would have been enough for you to think it would probably be a good idea to keep an eye open in our regard."

Mr. Schuester took a deep breath, and then exhaled. "I'll admit, with those first four details, I can give you some slack. The last one, however. . ." He sighed. "Don't you know what people always say about making assumptions? That doing so makes an ass out of yourselves and others?" He pointed at his thirteen students. "Well guess what; not only has your assumption from that early on managed, to a minor extent, to make asses out of you guys, but it has also," he indicated Calvin and Susan, "in the eyes of your parents, made a serious ass out of me."

He pointed at Zach. "Thanks to your actions."

He pointed at the other gleeks. "And your allowing it to be so that I didn't find out about any of it until literally this morning, and from Figgins and several of you guys' parents no less, my job as a teacher here, and as your instructor and supervisor in this club; and through that, the very existence of this club itself; was very nearly put in jeopardy. And if this mess isn't sorted out by the end of this week at the very least, or the end of next month at the very most, then all that could very well still be in jeopardy. Not only could I lose my job because of this, but the glee club could very well end up shut down. And with how much this club has been relying on me and all its various members over the last 25 years, a shut down for this club could very well be permanent! Is that what you want?!"

For a brief moment, dead silence hung in the air. Zach, in particular, looked like he'd been slapped in the face. "Jesus," he thought to himself. "I've seriously screwed things up that badly?"

"Some friend you are."

Zach gaped at Daniel, who was now glaring at him with a quite disapproving glare in his gray eyes. "Look what you've done Zach. Not only have you betrayed me and Diana, soured our reputation as leaders and friends, and directly bullied everyone in this glee club apart from me, Diana, and the one slut in this club who actually deserves to be bullied." Charlotte narrowed her eyes angrily upon hearing Daniel's quite unflattering description of her. "But you've also," Daniel continued, "endangered Mr. Schue's job security, placed this club's very existence on the line, and placed all our futures plus Diana's dreams at risk of never happening!" He pointed his finger accusingly at Zach. "Tell me this Martin Luther Benedict, are you happy now? Huh? Are you?!"

At that moment, Zach was about to yell back at Daniel in a mixture of anger, guilt, and embarrassment when Mr. Schuester put the kibosh on that plan with a second blaring, "ENOUGH!"

The gleeks all returned their attention to their teacher, who took three deep breaths, exhaling heavily each time. When the teacher finally directed his gaze at them once more, they could tell that he was now really starting to lose his patience.

"That's it," Mr. Schuester growled. He pointed his finger at the New Directioneers, but particularly at Zach. "I've tried to let you all get to know each other, properly befriend or at least gain the ability to tolerate each other, and make an effort at properly getting yourselves all well and capable of functioning as a team on your own terms. But clearly, as a direct result of how overly optimistic I was in that regard for this week, all I've succeeded in, thanks to you." He very meaningfully jabbed his finger closer in Zach's direction while stressing the 'you'. "Is to make it so that you've not only gone out of your way to antagonize and bully your peers in this club to the point that you are now officially public enemy #1 amongst the entire McKinley High population, student or otherwise, but have also my job and this club's very existence under threat of ceasing to exist!"

Zach gulped, and then hung his head, now feeling too guilty to try to defend himself. Daniel, Diana, and the 9 gleeks that Zach had directly antagonized also looked guilty and hung their heads, for while they felt quite happy deep down that Zach seemed quite likely to get punished for what he'd done to them, they also felt bad for unintentionally making their beloved teacher seem worthy of some of the blame in the eyes of their parents as a result of their failure to inform him of the whole mess before now. Charlotte, on the other hand, clearly seemed half concerned for Zach and half uncertain what to think about the whole matter.

"And if these are the kind of results I'm going to get by leaving you to your own devices, then I say I've let this go on long enough!" He lifted his finger away from its initial position of pointing at his students, his face similarly making it clear that he had made a decision, that it was final, and that it would allow for no arguments. "If you're not going to fully get to know each other and allow this new incarnation of New Directions to properly become a group and function as a team on your own, then by God I will make you do so." He seemed to think to himself as if going over some math. "Starting today," he began. "All of you are going to spend an exact minimum of three hours directly working to bond with and similarly getting to know each other every school day. One hour minimum to be done here at school, and another two minimum to be done outside school. Furthermore, you are also required to spend an additional minimum of four hours getting to know each other in some fashion, whether it be by phone or in person, every weekend day. And this is required for every week until you and I both have deemed you all sufficiently bonded and indicative of being able to be friends and work as a team."

It took all of three seconds for the thirteen gleeks to realize just what Mr. Schuester had slammed them with; to all of them, however, it seemed considerably longer. But when they all realized the exact nature of what their teacher had just now said they were tasked to do, they were most certainly not happy.

"Are you serious?!" Darren yelled.

"Hate to say it," Mr. Schuester responded, "but yes I am." He nodded his head up and down with a resigned look on his face. "Look, I get that many you are going to have some very real reservations against this. . ."

"Oh, that's an understatement," Calvin hissed spitefully. He stood up from his seat. "I don't know about Fauxdonna over there," he then said as he pointed his finger at Charlotte. The head cheerio glowered at him upon hearing the newest unflattering nickname he'd chosen to refer to her by.

"But as for me," the autistic boy continued before he then moved his pointing finger to point at Zach, turning the rest of his body around to directly face the black boy in at the same time. "I refuse to associate with this serial rapist!"

Zach promptly stood up from his own seat, and turned to face Calvin with his own finger pointed at the autistic boy. "You paraphrased the words right out of my mouth, freakazoid!"

Under most circumstances, Calvin would have been angered even further upon being called 'freakazoid' or any other name that was in any way related to the word 'freak'. This time, however, Calvin was able to take note of an alternate detail from Zach's recent comment against him that made the autistic boy smirk smugly at him. "I may be a freak," said Calvin. He folded his arms across his chest. "But at least you're man enough to admit that I'm not a rapist like you are!"

Zach leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Don't push me pal!"

Calvin leaned his own head forward towards Zach, eyes narrowed just as intently as the other boy's. "Or else what Kong!? You'll kill me? You already tried that once just yesterday! And you failed!"

In that instant, as Mr. Schuester started desperately yelling and trying to get Calvin and Zach to calm down and the other 11 gleeks watched intently to see how it would all go down, Calvin proceeded to point his finger once more at a still glowering Zach and yell, "Guess what! The roles are reversed in this story! This time, I, the t-rex, am the one whose defending his chosen mate, and you, King Kong, are the savage and horrible monster that I have to defend her from! And since you've already failed to defeat me once before, you sure ain't gonna snap this rex's jaws that easily on a rematch any more than you were capable of doing so the last time you tried to fight me!"

"Keep it civil! Keep it CIVIL! KEEP IT CIVIL GUYS!"

Calvin and Zach finally seemed to take note of Mr. Schuester's shouts, and Hobbes and the other 11 gleeks likewise directed their attention back to their teacher. He pointed his finger at them all once more, a firm, yet kind, look on his face. "Keep it civil." He took a deep breath, and then sighed. "Like I was saying, I get that many you are going to have some very real reservations against this, and I know that none of you are going to like having to go through with this suggestion. But for my sake, and the sake of this entire club, both now, and later in the year, I need you all to be able to get along and viably function as a team."

The teacher took a deep breath, and then exhaled. "And look," he continued. "Look on the bright side, I'm going to make it a gradual process."

"How?" asked Bailey.

"Simple," Mr. Schuester responded. "I'm gonna have you start by first splitting up into two groups; boys in one group, girls in the other."

He pointed at Daniel. "You and the rest of the boys will be gathering in one area."

He pointed at Diana. "You and the rest of the girls will be gathering in another area."

He lifted his finger. "And for today, in the place of the after-school session of glee club, both of your groups are required to perform a group number together in whatever separate area of the school you pick. And once that's over with." He clapped his hands twice. "You all go home and gather together in your respective groups at whichever house or other location you pick."

Mr. Schuester turned around briefly and made his way towards the white board. "And over the course of the days that follow today until I deem you all to have sufficiently fulfilled the assigned goal," he turned around to face his students once more, "you shall continue to devote one hour of time here at school and two hours of time out of school working to bond and get to know each other in some capacity or other."

Mr. Schuester then leaned forward, eyes narrowed to indicate that he was serious, and he pointed at his thirteen students. "And most importantly," he began. "For the entirety of the time I deem this secondary exercise necessary, and in fact the entire school year if possible, but especially the rest of this week, I want all of you to be on your best behavior, treat each other with respect, and keep things as civil, friendly, and drama free as possible." He directed his finger at Zach. "Especially you. Believe me Zach, if you pull anymore funny business this week and I'm lucky enough to be the first to find out about it, then I will report it and let the authorities get involved."

At the sound of this, all the gleek's eyes widened. Even Hobbes appeared somewhat stunned by the news. Zach, however, was clearly the most surprised to hear Mr. Schuester say this. "What?!" he yelled. "You . . . you can't be serious!"

"I'm sorry I have to say this Zach," said Mr. Schuester. "But unlike you, I treat matters like this with the utmost sincerity; not as jokes."

"Ain't that the truth," Darren snarled, directing a narrow-eyed glared at Zach in the process, clearly thinking about how Zach had behaved towards Amber and treated said behavior like a joke.

Zach winced upon receiving this cold hard reminder from Darren. "But," he began. "That will cost you your job, and get the glee club permanently disbanded!"

"Not if I'm the one who brings the matter to light first," said the teacher. He pointed at Zach once more. "Granted, doing so won't make up for what led to this current mess; but it will at least prove to the parents of all my other students, as well as any other people who could perhaps be keeping watch on me, that I am in fact truly capable of doing my job and making sure that the kids under my care are safe and well looked out for."

Zach vocally sputtered, trying to think up a comeback. He turned his head towards all the other members of the glee club. "Guys," he stated. "You've gotta back me up here."

Unfortunately for Zach, and quite naturally considering the circumstances, all the other gleeks were indicating that they were very clearly in agreement with Mr. Schuester and acknowledging that he'd made a fair point against Zach's recent attempt at counterarguing. Even Hobbes was taking part in such an indicative behavior as if he too knew full well what was going on and being talked about. But of course, what really made Zach's heart sink was how Daniel, Diana, and even Charlotte were clearly united in agreement over the current matter of discussion and on Mr. Schuester's side.

Zach turned his head to face Mr. Schuester once more, and his heart sank further when he saw the teacher nodding his head up and down as if to further confirm how all his other students were indeed on his side. Zach sputtered briefly once more. "You can't do this," Zach said quietly. "This is blackmail!"

Mr. Schuester took a step forward, a surprisingly loud stomp that jolted and stunned all thirteen of the gleeks, plus Hobbes. "YOU THINK I LIKE HAVING TO DO THIS!?"

Zach reared back in stunned shock. The other gleeks, plus Hobbes, likewise jolted back in surprise. Even Charlotte looked genuinely caught off guard by the unexpected angry outburst to have come from the usually kindly and tranquil Mr. Schuester. Clearly, Zach had managed to strike a serious nerve in the glee club's beloved director; but at that moment, not a single one of the students fully understood just how.

Zach was left quite lost for words for what seemed like an eternity. By the time he finally regained his voice and was about to speak once more, Mr. Schuester quite loudly revealed that he was far from finished. "WELL I DON'T! I DON'T LIKE HAVING TO DO THIS! IN FACT, I HATE IT JUST AS MUCH AS YOU DO ZACH!" The teacher pointed his finger at Zach once more, but this time with a particularly insistent undertone to the gesture. "BUT THE FACT IS THAT, RIGHT NOW, YOU'VE LEFT ME WITH ABSOLUTELY NO OTHER CHOICE! ZERO! ZILCH! NONE!"

The teacher leaned forward, his eyes now narrowed. "I MAY HAVE LET PUCK AND SEVERAL OTHER BAD BOYS TO FOLLOW HIM GET AWAY WITH THEIR SHENANIGANS, BUT THEY NEVER WENT ANYWHERE NEAR AS FAR AS YOU'VE NOW PROVEN YOURSELF WILLING TO GO! HONESTLY ZACH, ATTEMPTED RAPE?! ATTEMPTED MURDER?! NONE OF MY PREVIOUS BAD BOY STUDENTS EVER DARED TO TRY THAT KIND OF STUFF! HELL! NOT EVEN PUCK DARED GO THAT FAR! AND HE WENT TO JUVIE! I KNOW I SAID YESTERDAY AFTER HEARING YOUR PERFORMANCE THAT HE WOULD HAVE BEEN HONORED; BUT HE'D BE ASHAMED IF HE WERE TO FIND OUT ABOUT THIS! ASHAMED ZACH! ASHAMED!"

Zach was left wordlessly sputtering and floundering, desperately trying to think of something to say. As Zach was still stuck in this inability to respond and defend himself, Mr. Schuester walked up to Zach, clearly still angry, came to a stop in front of the boy, and leaned forward so they could stare at each other face to face. "I've heard you claim many times around this school over the past two years that you're one of the manliest male students here. Is that true?"

For a brief moment, Zach mentally blanked, caught off guard by the apparent change in subject and lowered volume, and unsure of how to respond. Then he eventually managed to take a deep breath, look back at the teacher, and shakily respond, "Yes."

'THEN PROVE IT!" Mr. Schuester roared. "PROVE THAT YOU'RE A MAN! GROW UP! TAKE PART IN THIS BONDING ACTIVITY! AND FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE," he thrusted his head forward towards Zach's face, "BEHAVE!"

For what seemed like forever, Zach was left open-mouthed, wide-eyed, and stunned speechless at Mr. Schuester's venomous tirade against him. Then, little by little, he managed to look in the direction of each and every one of his peers in the glee club, including Hobbes. All of them were glaring him at him with expression that ranged from smug satisfaction to hateful snarls. Even Daniel and Diana were now glaring at him with such apparently hateful levels of rage in their stormy gray and venomous green eyes that Zach briefly found his more fanciful side quite honestly believing that he was inches away from seeing either bolts of lightning literally flashing in Daniel's eyes or corrosive venom dripping from Diana's mouth like some deranged nightmarish snake. And of course, much to Zach's despair, even Charlotte was now directing a very real narrow-eyed look of disapproval at him.

After seeing all this, and then slowly realizing that absolutely no one, not even Charlotte or any of his two supposed best friends, was on his side, he gulped, turned his head back to Mr. Schuester, and then hung his head in shame. "Yes, Mr. Schue," he said dejectedly with guilt. "I will."

"Good," Mr. Schuester responded bluntly. He pointed at the choir room door. "Now get the Hell out of my choir room."

In an almost freakishly well timed turn of events, the bell to signify the end of the recess session literally rang at exactly that very moment. Upon hearing this, Zach couldn't have been more eager to leave the choir room, and he practically bolted out of the room, barely even managing to take ahold of his backpack and carry it with him, long before the other gleeks had even had the chance to stand up.

And just like that, a new chapter finally done and posted! Again, I hope you all enjoyed this after the long wait! Furthermore, here's to hoping that I receive at least one (maybe TWO if I'm lucky) reviews for this chapter. Remember, I require an exact minimum of 1 review (although 2 reviews is also strongly encouraged) for this chapter by the time I've completed the next chapter. Without that requirement fulfilled, then I just simply cannot post the next chapter upon its completion. Again, hope you had fun with this chapter and leave plenty of feedback! ^_^

Coming up Next: In the time that would have originally served as the time for the after-school session of glee club, the gleeks all get to work on their sessions of forced bonding time together; complete with the guys getting things started up on the football field and the girls grooving out (and in a quite unique fashion; in more than one definition of the term) in the auditorium. And once that's over, while Zach heads straight for home to receive his punishment from his parents for his recent actions, the other guys, as well as the girls, head on to hang out at Daniel and Diana's homes to continue their part for the day in Mr. Schue's now mandatory secondary assignment for them to bond and get to know each other. Sound like fun? I certainly hope so! Fair warning though, this particular chapter could take a while. Nonetheless, hope you all look forward to it! ^_^