"No." Mr. Schuester clarified.
__________________________________
It's now the next day and I was watching Puck flirt with Mercedes "Girl, you got more curves than a Nissan ad." he said to Mercedes.
"Ok what the fuh?" I said aloud. "Stop it. What- What does that even mean?!" I asked.
"All right guys. Let's get things started." Mr. Schuester clapped.
"As I-" Rachel started.
"Sit yo ass down!" I demanded.
She did exactly that and I stood up and walked to the front of the room. I cleared my throat "As I haven't performed a solo for over 3 months I'll start us off because I am that guy for this. I have chosen a song by the great DMX, Sippin'. I feel as if this song sums up my highs and lows in it and it expresses me. Now let's get emotional!' I exclaimed
"Now Rachel. You may take the floor." I said after every one clapped.
Rachel got up from her seat and made her way to the front of the room, rolling her eyes. "As I was saying, As I was first on the sign up sheet I would have kicked things off. I have chosen Miley Cyrus' 'The Climb,' because it's about overcoming obstacles and beating the odds. In my case, the obstacle is you, my lackluster teammates who refuse to carry their own weight." she said.
Gosh this girl can talk for hours.
What the hell do we do to deserve our ears to be burned off.
She signaled for Brad to start playing.
My ears! I spoke too soon. I didn't know it could get worse!
"Rachel I think you've lost your voice." Mr. Schue informed the girl.
__________________________________
"Hey, Q." I smiled as the girl leaned against the locker next to mine "Wassup?" I asked cautiously.
"I have another appointment coming up but this time it's gonna reveal the gender." she sighed.
"Maybe we should keep it a secret and then announce it to the glee club. Like a big surprise. I think Puck would be fine with that idea." I smiled softly.
"What would I do without you?" she hummed as I kissed her head softly.
"I don't know, probably have baby belly aches without my massages." I suggested.
She laughed before slapping my chest "Let's go. We have Glee." she said as she grabbed my hand and led me to the choir room.
__________________________________
I clapped and whistled as the song came to an end.
"Nice work! Now that- that is the kind of soul exposing song I was talking about. We should all be inspired by Finn and Griffin's bravery." Mr. Schuester complimented.
"Uh Mr. Schue can I sing my song now." Puck blurted.
"Yeah. Just go for it, Puck." Mr Schuester nodded.
Puck jumped down from his seat and headed to the choir room door opening it and letting in some people with instruments.
"What are they doing here?" Mercedes asked.
"I invited my brothers from the jazz band and their righteous horns to help me out with my song." Puck explained "Since I shaved my Mohawk, I started seeing things differently. Last week, I joined a black church and downloaded every song Sammy Davis Jr. ever recorded on iTunes. He was a black Jew, you know. And my inspiration." Puck explained.
I sighed and internally barfed.
"So, without further ado, I give you one of Sammy's biggest hits." he concluded.
As the song came to an end we all clapped.
They actually sounded amazing together.
Don't be modest it was all Mercedes.
But Puck did kinda carry that note though.
__________________________________
I was all alone tonight. Quinn was staying with Puck tonight. It was a weekly rotation thing where she spends a week living with each of her baby daddies sometimes when Puck pisses her off she comes back and stays with me.
It wasn't actually calming at night, alone. Just me and Fallon. The boy was gradually starting to look more like me and I adored that. He was just so cute and chubby.
I smiled at him as he slept peacefully against my chest as a sat in a rocking chair watching TV. Gosh being a dad was amazing. Imagine having two of these little rascals.
I savor every moment with this boy even with the absurd crying when he's hungry or has a dirty diaper. I love him. I wouldn't trade him for the world. He's my son. Mine.
__________________________________
"All right, let's get things started." Mr. Schuester announced.
"Mr. Schue. I'd like to start us off. I believe I've found a song that finally expresses my true voice." Kurt said as he walked in. "Gentleman." he said to the band
Weak applause sounded throughout the room as everyone shared confused glances except for Brittany who seemed to enjoy it.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Schue." Kurt said as he approached the teacher.
"I don't think you really got the point of the assignment. This was about finding a song that expresses who you are. That song didn't really sound like you." Mr. Schuester explained.
"Well I'm sorry if I didn't live up to your expectations." Kurt said.
"No, no, this group needs you to be you, Kurt." Mr Schuester explained. "You can literally do things that no one else can." Mr. Schue added.
"I'm not a box. There are more than four sides to me." Kurt said.
"But a box is cubed." I said confused.
I was ignored.
"Don't lose track of who you are just because it might be easier to be somebody else." Mr Schuester said.
Kurt walked out without another word.
"All right, take five, guys." Mr. Schue said, as Brittany ran after Kurt.
"Weirdo's" I thought to myself.
35-Laryngitis
Börja om från början
