"So, glee-clubbers," Mr. Schue began as usual when he walked into the choir room, at Thursday afternoon. "I think we´re going to the auditorium today." We all stood up and walked out to the corridor, where Marcie met us, though she was talking to someone on the phone. Then we walked into the auditorium
"You can go sit down on the stage," Mr. Schue said. "I´ll go help Ethan." We walked down to the stage and sat down on the floor, and then Ethan and Mr. Schue arrived.
"Yeah, it´s Simple plan week." Marcie said. "Yes, it´s kind of cool, I guess… No I haven´t preformed a song yet… we could… what song do you mean dad?... ok… Mr. Schue, is there any way I can connect the phone with a loudspeaker and a microphone." Mr. Schue and Marcie stood up and connected Marcie´s phone to a loudspeaker and a few microphones, that kind of microphones that you pull over your head. Each one of us, got one of those, and then we could hear what the man in the phone said, and talk to him through the microphones.
"Hey, everyone," he said. "I´m Sgt. Michael Taylor, and I´m Marcie´s dad… As you maybe have heard, I´m a Sgt. In Kosovo, I´m coming home in eight weeks, and I haven´t seen my little girl…" Marcie blushed. "Since January in the beginning of this year. Neither have I sang with her since before then, so I thought that maybe I and Marcie could sing this simple- plan song to you now."
"We´d be honored to, Mr. Schue said."
"Okay… Marcie, you´re gonna know which part of this song, you should sing, as soon as I´ve started."
"Ok, dad." Marcie said.
The music started with the song that could just as well had been written for Sgt. Michael and Marcie Taylor that's how got it fit.
"Way to go guys." Mr. Schue clapped his hands when it was finished. "Though, Sgt. Taylor, I think we need to go on with our rehearsal now, you did really well, thank you for your time."
"Thank you." Sgt. Taylor said. "It was plenty of fun singing with you, and Marcie."
"Yes, dad."
"I´ll see you in eight weeks."
"Yeah, see you dad."
"Love you."
"Love you dad, bye."
"Bye." We could hear Sgt. Taylor hung up and Marcie stood up, and pulled out the wires that were connecting her phone to the loudspeakers.
"So," Mr Schue said. "Some of you may remember that Lex´s dad and uncle are coming to see us at sectionals, and we´re making a number that can express what Lex wanna say to them, and I think I found a song that could work out." Mr. Schue grabbed a guitar and started playing.
A while later, I was walking home. Not one person in New Directions, had seemed like they remembered that it was my birthday today, even Burt and Carole seemed to have forgotten this morning, not that I had seen them for very long though, I had overslept, so I just threw some clothes on, took my bag and ran out the door. But could they really have forgotten?
