on the weekend i hear my doorbell go and my mom opens the door as i walk down
"hello miss andy's mom, im brittney. Andy's friend." she says talking to my mom
"oh, right Andy's friend." she say turning to me looking confused but i brush it off.
i just smile and grab her and run to my room
"you could have texted me Britt." i say closing my bedroom door
"i couldn't, lord tubington ate my phone." she said smiling
i nod, trying not to laugh and sit down getting out some homework
"is this what you and Santana do?" she says
"umm, yeah i guess." i say shrugging getting out some things for her to write on.
"oh i thought you guys were having sex." she says making me drop all my stuff. she comes to help me
"I'm not sure what you are talking about." i say to her rubbing the back of my neck.
"i just mean like when you guys hang out the next day i normally notice you have hikeys, those are hard to do yourself. i know I've tried. and you both glow like the sun after you hang out." she says sweetly getting out some crayons
i sigh "you know Britt you might just be smarter than me." i say kindly getting out the English work
"yeah i know, now can you help me with how to spell my name?"
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we're in glee and all round the piano with Kurt holding old thunderclaps i helped him get from the library.
"where Rachel?" he asks noticing her absence
"she's not here yet." Finn says
"no shit sherlock." i mummer and Kurt continues
"perfect. glee club stands on a delicate precipice. we have all felt the cold humiliation of a slushie in the face. but as of right now, our relative anonymity as a club shields us from more severe persecution--swerlies. patriotic wedegies."
"what's a patriotic wedegie?" Mercedes asks
"its when they hoist you up the flag pole by your undies." Finn says calmly
"strangely" Artie adds "it did make me feel more American."
"based on my investigation, I'm of the opinion that the yearbook photo would only fuel the flames of anti-glee-club terror. I've done a little research, with the help of our resident book nerd Andy." Kurt says getting out the stacked books. "Peter Geller. glee club tenor, 1998. eh can be seen here with both eyes scraped out and a Hitler moustache drawn on and rice party hat, shortly after the yearbook came out, Mr Gellar had a nervous breakdown. he is now the homeless man who sleeps in front of the public library."
"patches?" quinn says
"yeah, he is a nice guy." i say quietly
"he barks at my mom."
"ok maybe nice isn't the word..."
Kurt continues to list others in glee with their pictures drawn on and finishes saying "i suggest we not fight Figgins' ruling."
"i second that." i say closing the books as Mr shue comes in
"oh hey guys, looking at old thunderclaps?"
"its really unsettling." Artie says to him
"and totally unfair." Mr shue adds not getting that we don't want a photo. "hey can i borrow these?" he says picking one up
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Caught off guard
FanfictionSantana Lopez x fem OC Andrea Wright is just trying to get through high school and move on with her life being a nobody. until the glee club gets re-inStated and she gets forced to talk to an old friend and gain some new friends on the way. Glee Se...
