The Next Generation of Gleeks! Chapter 3, a glee fanfic

THE NEXT GENERATION OF GLEEKS

Chapter 3

"What's going on?" Blair asked Jenna, offering her a cigarette.

"What do you mean?" the red-headed skank inquired, accepting the drug and pulling out a lighter.

Rolling her eyes, the brunette said, "You seem… distant. Distracted. Why?"

Taking a deep breath, Jenna replied, "Okay, here's the deal. I like this girl. I wanna be with her. Deal with it. Only problem is that I have no idea how to talk to her? We have nothing in common, we aren't in the same classes coz she's a frickin' genius and I bet my life that she'll be disgusted by the even though of me."

It was no secret to Blair that Jenna liked girls. They weren't particularly close, but they were comfortable in each other's presence. The two skanks accepted each other: they both had problems and the other acknowledged that they simply didn't want to talk about it. Blair, the pretty brunette with the emerald eyes was adopted and closed herself off from the outside world. No-one knew much about her family or what she was even like, because she sat at the back of every class, refusing to talk. On the other hand, Jenna was from a rich background with posh parents who expected her to become a lawyer or a doctor. As she was tired of being pushed around, Jenna dyed her hair tomato red, started to listen to rock music and got into numerous fights. They were both outcasts; Rebels who fought against society.

Nodding her head, Blair said, "Do something that she likes. Get to know her. No offence but you don't really have much to lose."

Smirking, Jenna grinned, "Okay then. I'm going to join Glee club."

Choking on her cigarette, Blair exclaimed, "You like a girl in GLEE CLUB? Whoa, you must be into some pretty fancy girls. Good luck with getting into her pants…"

"Yeah, but you're coming with me Blair, don't look so happy…"

Blair started to protest but Jenna quickly lit her cigarette and sashayed away, leaving the speechless girl.

Jenna watched her. The way she tucked her ginger curls behind her ear when she started reading. The way she stacked her books in alphabetical order in her locker. The way she always wore cowgirl boots to school with a 1950's country housewife dress. Even the little things drove her crazy, making her want to just go up and run her fingers through her hair. Yet she couldn't. No-one knew about Jenna's sexuality and she intended to keep it that way.

Love sucks.

"Okay guys, we are pleased to announce that we have gained 5 more members!" Will proclaimed excitedly, earning a few claps from the original members.

"May I please welcome… Jenna Wood, Blair Hanson, Nat Kayes, Travis Carter and Daniel Campbell!"

The two skanks took their place at the back of the room, Jenna sneaking looks at the whispering girls on the other side.

"Uh, hi!" a good looking boy with gorgeous chin length black hair spoke. "I'm Travis but that name is just plain embarrassing so please just call me Trey. I'm the quarter-back of the football team so I haven't even been in this room before. I though Glee Club sounded pretty cool though, so here I am!" Vera and Peaches giggled at the front, eyeing his attractive locks.

Then, the smaller boy standing next to him droned, "Sup, I'm Nat. So yeah, I'm also a jock and I heard that Glee club needed more members. I can't sing all that well, but I can certainly rap and dance."

Beaming like the Cheshire Cat, Mr Shue indicated for them to take centre stage.

"This is a song we've been digging. I hope you like it," Trey began.

[Trey]

This one's for you and me,

living out our dreams

We're all right where we should be

with my arms out wide, I open my eyes

And now all I wanna see

Is a sky full of lighters

A sky full of lighters

[Nat]

By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled

I would never do nothing to let you cowards my

world up

If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like

lightening,

Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em'

skyward uh

Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king?

This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,

Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills

I swear to god I'll be the fuking-illest in this music

There is or there ever will be, disagree?

Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up

The only thing I ever gave up is using. No more

excuses.

Excuse me if my head is too big for this building

And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are

slick

Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-

of-shit

Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the

opposite

You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock

you pricks

I love it when I tell em shove it

Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, luster

lacked, flustered

Cuz he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing

Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz

Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it

Wasn't cause he had buzzards circle around his head

Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?

Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off

Little hussy ass fusses, cause f-ck it, guess it

doesn't matter now, does

What difference it make?

What it take to get it through your thick skulls

As if this aint some bullshit

People don't usually come back this way

From a place that was dark as I was in

Just to get to this place

Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters

rib cage

And let it be known from this day forward

I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me

the strength

So let em bic's raise cause I came with 5'9? but I feel

like I'm 6'8?

You and I know what it's like to be kicked down

Forced to fight

But tonight we're alright

So hold up your lights

Let it shine

Because this one's for you and me,

living out our dreams

We're all right where we should be

with my arms out wide, I open my eyes

And now all I wanna see

Is a sky full of lighters

A sky full of lighters

Obviously impressed, Will said, "Nice boys! Very nice indeed! And what about you?"

He turned to a lanky boy of over 6 feet with a messy mop of dirty blond hair and glasses.

"Er, I'm Daniel. I'm a sophomore here and I'm trying to get a good CV. I love singing so why not combine those two things?"

"Great, give it your best shot, then."

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

The room was in stunned silence. No-one was expecting such a voice to come out of the nerd sitting in front of them.

"AMAZING!" cried Mr Shuester, happily, "Welcome to Glee Club!"

"And finally, you two girls!" Will glanced over to the people slumping in their chairs at the back.

"I…fine. Why not?" Jenna sighed and dragged Blair up to the stage with her.

(Blair)

Na na na na na na na na na na na na [x2]

(Jenna)

I guess I just lost my husband,

I don't know where he went,

So I'm gonna drink my money,

I'm not gonna pay his rent,

I got a brand new attitude and

I'm gonna wear it tonight,

I wanna get in trouble,

I wanna start a fight,

(Blair)

na na na na na na na I wanna start a fight,

na na na na na na na I wanna start a fight.

(Both)

[Chorus:]

So, so what

I'm still a rock star,

I got my rock moves,

And I don't need you,

And guess what,

I'm having more fun,

And now that we're done,

I'm gonna show you tonight,

I'm alright,

I'm just fine,

And you're a tool,

So, so what,

I am a rock star,

I got my rock moves,

And I don't want you tonight.

(Blair)

(Uh check my flow, aw)

The waiter just took my table,

And gave it to Jessica Simps (shit!),

I guess I'll go sit with drum boy,

At least he'll know how to hit,

What if this song's on the radio,

then somebody's gonna die,

I'm gonna get in trouble,

My ex will start a fight,

(Jenna) na na na na na na na he's gonna start a fight,

na na na na na na na we're all gonna get in a fight!

(Both)

[Chorus]

You weren't there,

You never were,

You want it all,

But that's not fair,

I gave you life,

I gave my all,

You weren't there,

You let me fall.

[Chorus]

No, no, no, no

I don't want you tonight,

You weren't there,

I'm gonna show you tonight,

I'm alright,

And you're a tool,

And your a tool,

So, so what,

I am a rock star,

I got my rock moves,

And I don't want you tonight!

Throughout the whole song, Jenna kept staring at Bryony, winking at her and wiggling her eyebrows. By the end, she was a hot, flustered mess.

"Er…Mr Shue, whilst I appreciate the pure passion and emotion put into the song, can I PLEASE get my solo now?" Chantel begged, causing the others to dramatically roll their eyes.

"Wait until tomorrow, Chantel, we still need to hear Vera sing." Will kindly smiled at the girl.

"The famous expression is save the best to last then so up you go, Veronica or whatever your names is."

Giving Chantel a cold look, Vera marched up to the stage and ferociously took the microphone.

White lips, pale face

Breathing in snowflakes

Burnt lungs, sour taste

Light's gone, day's end

Struggling to pay rent

Long nights, strange men

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

And they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we're just under the upperhand

And go mad for a couple grams

And she don't wanna go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Or sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat

Tried to swim and stay afloat

Dry house, wet clothes

Loose change, bank notes

Weary-eyed, dry throat

Call girl, no phone

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

And they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we're just under the upperhand

And go mad for a couple grams

But she don't wanna go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Or sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

An angel will die

Covered in white

Closed eye

And hoping for a better life

This time, we'll fade out tonight

Straight down the line

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

They scream

The worst things in life come free to us

And we're all under the upperhand

Go mad for a couple grams

And we don't wanna go outside tonight

And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland

Or sell love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

Angels to fly

To fly, fly

For angels to fly, to fly, to fly

For angels to die

"What a sweet voice, Vera, well done!" Mr Shue complimented as Vera took a seat.

"Well, I'm going to be up all night preparing my song, so I suggest that class is dismissed," Chantel declared and with that she simply paraded out of the room.

As the other's started to leave, Skylar quickly got up and scurried over to where Daniel was sitting.

"Uh, hi?" the sandy haired individual spoke.

"Hi!" the other grinned. "I'm Skylar, nice to meet you!"

Cautiously shaking his hand, Daniel excused himself and said, "Yeah, we'll speak later. I'm sorry I've got band practice, but I'd like to get to know you."

Sighing, Skylar stared after the boy and hugged his arms to his chest. God, he was cute…