THE NEXT GENERATION OF GLEEKS

Chapter 2

"Well… three members isn't too bad, right?" Bryony started, trying to break the awkward silence in the room.

"We need 12 members for sectionals!" Chantel hissed. "How is that good?"

"Ladies!" Will sighed, anxiously rubbing his temple. "I told you Chantel to recruit more members!"

Putting her head in her hands, the brunette replied, "I tried! I went around to very group in the school, trust me! I even skipped math and went to talk to the SKANKS!"

Snorting in disbelief, Skylar retorted, "WHAT? The skanks? How have you managed to come out alive?"

Rolling their eyes, Will said, "Oh, I'm sure they weren't that bad…"

"Oh trust me, they were…"

FLASBACK

Kicking an empty beer can, Chantel wrinkled her nose at the stench of stale smoke and alcohol. Finally noticing two girls sitting underneath the bleachers, she skipped across and cheerfully waved.

"Whatever planet you're from, just piss off," growled one of the girls, a small tan chick with choppy tomato red hair and hazel eyes.

"Hello!" beamed Chantel, gazing over to see another girl with long dark brown hair, piercing emerald green eyed and olive skin.

"What do you want," the girl droned, throwing her cigarette on the ground and stepping on it with her doc martins.

"Well," Chantel began, "I'm sure you've heard that Glee Club is recruiting new members. Personally, I think that you girls have got EXACTLY what we need to win sectionals this year!"

They stared.

Giving the girl a wan smile, the red-head scowled, "Yeah, we'll come when hell freezes over. Now goodbye."

"Won't you just consider joining?" pleaded Chantel, with her best version of puppy eyes.

Inhaling quickly, the brunette said, "Why don't you consider running along like a good little girl before I kick your stupid little face in?"

"Have a good day," Chantel squeaked before hurrying away.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Wow." Bryony uttered, gawking at the future Broadway star. "Are they allowed to do that?"

"This isn't your pretty little England, sweet cheeks so get used to it," Skylar stated, picking at his fingernails.

Bryony gazed at the floor, looking a little bit hurt.

"Didn't anyone else want to join?" Will asked hopefully.

Shrugging Chantel spoke, "I asked these two cheerleaders who said that they'd think about it. It doesn't look as if they're coming though…"

Her words were interrupted by the sound of laughter echoing through the halls. Two girls in the typical Cheerio's uniform strutted into the room.

"Um…hi? We would er…like to join Glee Club!" an Asian girl spoke. She had long wavy black hair, light brown skin and slanted brown eyes.

"Great!" Will beamed and ushered them to sit down. "So, what are your names?"

The Asian girl said, "Vera Brooks. Co-captain of the Cheerios."

Will nodded for the other smaller girl to speak so she grinned, "Peaches Klayton. ALSO, co-captain of the Cheerios." She had straight ketchup coloured hair and an excitable grin on her face.

"Excuse for interrupting, but don't you think that they may be spies." Skylar stated.

Twiddling her hair around her fingers, Peaches said, "You think that just because we're on the Cheerios, it means that we aren't allowed to like singing or dancing? Excuse me, but I've wanted to join Glee club for a long time and if it means getting kicked off the Cheerios then so be it. I'm here to audition, so if you don't mind, can I sing now?"

Will nodded enthusiastically and the girl sprung up and started singing.

We are, we are

Not your ordinary fam-fa-mily

But we can all agree that

We are, we are

Close as close can be

So it don't matter what it looks like

We look perfect to me

We got every kind of love

And we're so lucky indeed

They can keep on talking

It don't matter to me

Cause we are, we are

Family

We are, we are, we are, we are, we are, we are

We are, we are

Family

Family

We are, we are

Family

So what we don't look, we don't act, we don't walk, we don't talk like you do

So what if we hang just to hang

Ain't no shame

We both do want we want to

Cause we come from everywhere

Searching for ones to care

Somehow we found it here

We found us a home

We are, we are

Not your ordinary fam-fa-mily

But we can all agree that

We are, we are

Close as close can be

So it don't matter what it looks like

We look perfect to me

We got every kind of love

And we're so lucky indeed

They can keep on talking

It don't matter to me

Cause we are, we are

Family

OK so the links in our chain

May look strange but they make us stronger

And no one can replace not a thing

Mother or father cause weeeee

We come from everywhere

Searching for ones to care

Somehow we found it here

We found us a home

We are, we are

Not your ordinary fam-fa-mily

But we can all agree that

We are, we are

Close as close can be

So it don't matter what it looks like

We look perfect to me

We got every kind of love

And we're so lucky indeed

They can keep on talking

It don't matter to me

Cause we are, we are

Family

Family

Yeaaah

We are, we are

We are, we are

Family!

"Wow!" Will marvelled at the girl's bubbly, soprano voice and clapped eagerly.

"Pretty good," admitted Skylar. "But I can do better!"

Rolling her eyes, Peaches took a seat next to Vera and the blond boy took centre stage.

Gonna make a heart-throb out of me

Just a bit of minor surgery

These desperate times call for desperate measures

I'll give you something to cry about

Show some skin, and would be cache

How could you let this get to desperate measures now?

For a first effort this,

Feels kinda last ditch

I guess this just

Got kinda drastic

Trust us you just fell off the bus, baby

I can't let this, I can't let this go

When I got you right where I want you

I been pushing for this for so long

Kiss me, just once, for luck

These are desperate measures now

I can't let this, I can't let this go

Have a piece of American dream

Open up, and swallow, on your knees

And say "Thank you"

I'd like some desperate measures, please

For a first effort this,

Feels kinda last ditch

I guess this just

Got kinda drastic

Trust us, you just fell off the bus, suckers

Yeah, well, payback is a mother fucker

I can't let this, I can't let this go

When I got you right where I want you

I been pushing for this for so long

Kiss me, just once, for luck

These are desperate measures now

I can't let this, I can't let this go

Go Forever, for worse, or better

My poor heart will only surrender

Go forever, for worse, or better

My poor heart will only surrender, now

I can't let this, I can't let this go

When I got you right where I want you

I been pushing for this for so long

Kiss me, just once, for luck

These are desperate measures now

I can't let this, I can't let this go

When I got you right where I want you

I been pushing for this for so long

Kiss me, just once, for luck

These are desperate measures now

I can't let this, I can't let this go

The class clapped avidly, all recognising that Skylar's vocal ability was amazing.

"Anyone else what to sing, something?" Will questioned.

"WAIT! I'M HERE, I'M HERE!" a chubby boy suddenly stumbled into the room wearing an oversized checked shirt and large hipster glasses.

"Oh yes," Chantel muttered, "I invited him too,"

"Name?" Will enquired.

"Jim Trot," the boy smiled, between mouthfuls of eating a large sandwich.

"Ew!" Vera announced, "You invited that THING?"

Frowning, Jim said, "Hey! I'm not that bad? I can sing!"

"Really?" Vera snorted, "Go on then."

Big girl, you are beautiful

Walks in to the room

Feels like a big balloon

I said, "Hey girls, you are beautiful"

Diet Coke and a pizza please

Diet Coke, I'm on my knees

Screaming, "Big girl, you are beautiful"

You take your skinny girl

I feel like I'm gonna die

'Cause a real woman

Needs a real man, here's why

You take your girl

And multiply her by four

Now a whole lot of woman

Needs a whole lot more

Get yourself to the butterfly lounge

Find yourself a big lady

Big boy, come on around

And there we're gonna do baby

No need to fantasize

Since the words are my praises

A watering hole with the girls around

And curves in all the right places

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Walks in to the room

Feels like a big balloon

I said, "Hey girls, you are beautiful"

Diet Coke and a pizza please

Diet Coke, I'm on my knees

Screaming, "Big girl, you are beautiful"

You take your girl

And multiply her by four

Now a whole lot of woman

Needs a whole lot more

Get yourself to the butterfly lounge

Find yourself a big lady

Big boy, come on around

And there we're gonna do baby

No need to fantasize

Since the words are my praises

A watering hole with the girls around

[- From read/m/mika-lyrics/big-girl-(You-are-beautiful) -]

And curves in all the right places

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Get yourself to the butterfly lounge

Find yourself a big lady

Big boy, come on around

And there we're gonna do baby

No need to fantasize

Since the words are my praises

A watering hole with the girls around

And curves in all the right places

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Oh, you are beautiful

Get yourself to the butterfly lounge

Find yourself a big lady

Big boy, come on around

And there we're gonna do baby

No need to fantasize

Since the words are my praises

A watering hole with the girls around

And curves in all the right places

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Big girls, you are beautiful

Oh, you are beautiful

Get yourself to the butterfly lounge

Find yourself a big lady

Big boy, come on around

And there we're gonna do baby

No need to fantasize

Since the words are my praises

A watering hole with the girls around

And curves in all the right places

Big girl, you are beautiful

Big girl, you are beautiful

Big girl, you are beautiful

Big girl, you are beautiful

Big girl, you are beautiful

Chuckling, Vera admitted, "Okay, that was pretty good. For a boy,"

Shrugging, Jim went back to eating his sandwich.

"Okay we have time for one more performance," Will announced. "Anyone want to try?"

Ignoring Chantal's waving hand, he said, "Bryony? How about you give it a try?"

Blushing, the ginger girl spoke, "Um…okay. But I'm not that good of a singer Mr Shue."

"You'll be fine," Will spoke with a kind smile.

Bryony nervously stood up and grabbed a guitar.

You said the way my blue eyes shined,

Put those Georgia stars to shame that night

I said: "That's a lie"

Just a boy in a Chevy truck,

That had a tendency of gettin' stuck,

On backroads at night

An' I was right there beside him all summer long

An' then the time we woke up to find that summer'd gone

But when you think: Tim McGraw,

I hope you think my favorite song

The one we danced to all night long:

The moon like a spotlight on the lake

When you think happiness,

I hope you think: "That little black dress"

Think of my head on your chest,

An' my old faded blue jeans

When you think Tim McGraw,

I hope you think of me

September saw a month of tears,

An' thankin' God that you weren't here,

To see me like that

But in a box beneath my bed,

Is a letter that you never read,

From three summers back

It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet,

An' lookin' back on all of that, it's nice to believe:

When you think: Tim McGraw,

I hope you think my favorite song

The one we danced to all night long:

The moon like a spotlight on the lake

When you think happiness,

I hope you think: "That little black dress"

Think of my head on your chest,

An' my old faded blue jeans

When you think Tim McGraw,

I hope you think of me

And I'm back for the first time since then:

I'm standin' on your street,

An' there's a letter left on your doorstep,

An' the first thing that you'll read:

Is: "When you think: Tim McGraw,

"I hope you think my favorite song"

Some day you'll turn your radio on,

I hope it takes you back to that place

When you think happiness,

I hope you think: "That little black dress"

Think of my head on your chest,

An' my old faded blue jeans

When you think Tim McGraw,

I hope you think of me

Oh, think of me,

Mmmm

You said the way my blue eyes shined,

Put those Georgia stars to shame that night

I said: "That's a lie"

"Incredible!" Will started after Bryony finished. The English girl blushed the colour of her hair and quietly sat down.

Meanwhile outside, the red-headed skank who Chantel confronted, watched the ginger beauty sing and felt her heart flutter.

"You coming, Jenna?" the brunette asked.

"Sure," she replied and walked away from the room.