I apologize that it took so long and I'm going to tell you the truth, I suffer from Seasonal Depression and some times things get difficult to do
"Why are our trophies on the floor?" Brittany asked Tina.
"This is so you can learn what the difference between 1st and 12th looks like." Mr. Schue held up a trophy slightly bigger than his hand. "This is what it feels like."
"Gonna bum us out all year long?" Puck asked shuffling by.
"I failed you last year, I'm not going to fail you again, we're going to work harder and longer to get where we need to be to take nationals." he watched the kids take their seats "I plan on pushing you harder than you've ever been pushed." Santana eyed him "We made it to Nationals last year and I'm not going to let anyone take that away from us. I regret that."
"I regret being the laughing stock of the show choir world." Mercedes shook her head.
"And that's saying something." Artie grimaced.
"Mercedes is right Finn and Rachel's kiss has over 20,000 views." Kurt added.
"The school hates us." Mike shook his head.
"Our saving grace is we're Cheerios and they're jocks." Quinn gestured to the boys.
"Let's get our assignment out of the way, can anyone tell me what this is?" Mr. Schue interupted gesturing to the purple pianos being pushed into the room.
Rachel's hand shot up "An upright piano, I have a baby grand piano at home."
"Oh that's nice." Blaine smiled.
"We sing after dinner every night." Rachel beamed.
"Any way, these have been donated to the school by Al Motta owner of Motta's Pianos and we are going to use them to recruit more members to Glee." Mr. Schue walked over to the piano "I have placed them around the school, anywhere you see one I want you to perform so the other students will see you and may be curious as to how to join."
Puck groaned, he wasn't the only one both Santana and Quinn rolled their eyes. "This is gonna suck."
"I don't see how singing in front of people who don't like us is going to help us get new members." Artie frowned shaking his head.
"Come on guys, it'll be fun." Schuster promised. Brittany pulled Tina with her off the risers, Kurt followed causing Santana to smirk when he climbed on top of it and laid down. "And maybe you'll inspire other kids like yourselves to join."
Lunch was horrible, he'd put a piano in the lunch room which lead to disaster after they listened to Rachel backed by Finn and performed. Gloves and a trach can Mr. Schue started wiping off the piano disgusted by the variety of food that covered it.
Artie rolled by him food covered and complaining "I thought slushies were bad but spaghetti sauce is so much worse."
"I have peperoni in my bra." Brittany looked down into her uniform top, without missing a beat an softening her scowl Santana said.
"Those are your nipples."
Unique couldn't help but giggle when Brittany said "Oh." and looked down her shirt again.
"You okay Marley?" Matt had tried to protect her as much as he could, she still had bits of food on her.
She nodded "I worry Mom will have to clean it with the kitchen staff."
"We can go back and help." he promised.
Lettuce stuck to his ear Mike sighed "Mr. Schue if you were trying to break us down and rebuild us then it's working."
Mercedes huffed as she entered the room, her uniform stained like Brittany's and Santana's "Not one person was inspired by our hot lunch jam to try out." throwing a paper towel in the trash that he was holding she climbed the risers to go sit by Kurt.
"It's true," a voice spoke up from the door "you guys sucked ass."
"I'm sorry and you are?" Rachel asked completely offended.
"I'm Sugar Motta."
"How can we help you Sugar?" Mr. Schue asked.
"I'm awesome and I want to be a big big star, so I want to join Glee even though I am so much better than you. Sorry, Asperger's." she said with a shrug.
"See you guys, you did it, you inspired someone to try out." Santana watched the girl skeptically, Mr. Schue grinned "Alright take your time, show us what you got." Rachel frowned.
"Hey," Kurt leaned to Mercedes who was still pulling food out of her shirt "Why's that name sound familiar?"
"Her dad's the rich dude that gave us the pianos." Mercedes reminded.
"Hit it hottie." she smiled at Brad.
As soon as she started singing Mercedes and Kurt's eyes went wide, it wasn't singing it was a complete off key screeching that had Schue watching the young woman in a state of panic, Rachel smirked thankful the girl couldn't sing. "Her ears should get to park in my handicap spot." Artie looked at the girl mortified. Mike, Tina, Puck and Quinn just stared or blinked horrified.
When she finished Mr. Schue raised his eyebrows in disbelief "Sh...Sugar."
"Text me practice schedule." she winked at Mr. Schue.
"We'll be in touch." Rachel promised after kicking her teacher's chair, ruffling Brad's hair she left the room. "I think I speak for everyone when I say never gonna happen." Mercedes nodded in agreement.
"Guys I know she was a little rough, but we've always had the rule, anyone that tries out gets in." Mr. Schue reminded them.
"She's going to drag us down and I for one want to get out of this insignificant town." Rachel hissed "You said this morning you would do anything to get us to Nationals, anything to win." Rachel wildly gestured to the empty door "That is not going to help us win, we will be the laughing stock of show choir."
"We already are." Artie reminded.
Most of the Glee kids headed back to the lunch room to help clean up, Puck sighed grabbing a mass of spaghetti with gloved hands "This is a waste, if it was the lunch lady before your mom this would have been a blessing." dropping it into the open trash bag next to his knee Puck shook his head.
"You kids didn't have to come help." Millie shook her head.
"We couldn't let you do it yourselves, this was kind of our fault." Finn pushed more of the mess towards Puck with the push broom.
"No it was this one's fault." Sue glared at the boy next to her, the Glee kids all glared at Jacob, he'd been the one to yell food fight after Becky threw salad at Rachel and someone threw spaghetti that just missed Puck. Becky stood behind her with her head down, she was in trouble too. It was a few moments before the other students began filing in the lunch room, once they began settling Sue loudly announced "You will help with clean up and will not leave until it is spotless."
Every Cheerio that was in the food fight was at one of Lima's ten or so dry cleaners, The Unholy Trinity took Mercedes, Kurt and Tina to their favorite one, Sue made sure they had a discount. "Well no announcement today but I don't think he really had time to do anything after the food fight." Quinn said taking her ticket from the woman behind the counter. They'd all gone home to shower and change, studying was put off until Santana returned from taking her uniform to the dry cleaners.
"Probably tomorrow then." Santana took hers from the other worker. They waited until the other girls and Kurt had theirs turned in before heading to her house, the other group was already there and waiting.
"I'm sorry," Sam shook his head, Santana was frowning at his paper "I know it's messy, I have dyslexia."
"I have that too." Brittany happily chirped.
"Shoulda mentioned that." Santana mumbled. "I'll deal with you in a bit." she handed his paper back. "Alright, Spanish to me, math and history to Mike and Quinn." Everyone dug into their backpacks pulling out their different homework while Santana looked over Brittany's Spanish, kissing the top of her head Santana said "Good job babe." it had been copying off the board which was one of the most difficult things for her to do with her different disabilities, Brittany beamed. "Eres tan hermosa como la puesta de sol." Santana winked at her.
Puck couldn't help himself he looked at Tina winking "You're as beautiful as the setting sun."
She laughed pushing his shoulder "And you are a dork."
"But he's not wrong." Santana laughed as well "Good job Puck."
"Been practicing." he grinned, "Wait how do you say this?" Puck scribbled something before handing the paper to Santana.
Eyeing the paper Santana thought for a minute "Got someone in mind for this?" she asked tucking it in her pocket, he glanced to his side. Santana nodded before saying "Tus ojos son tan hermosos como el cielo de medianoche." Brittany, Mike, Matt and Quinn tilted their heads they'd understood 'Your eyes are as beautiful as the midnight sky.' She would call Puck later and leave it as a voice mail, she would also start teaching it to the group in the next week or two.
