ETHEREAL - glee!

one.twelve

im back! thanks for all your lovely comments, i've managed to sort some things out and feeling so much better, i hope you're all great too but funny story, i fell out of my trampoline (yep) and i was too embarassed to tell anyone but now my ankle is like double its normal size and hurts like shit so i had to tell my mom and now im like ahh. i also lost my airpods so i've got my sister to buy me some new one and i'm tryna hide it from my mom which is scary.

the glee club, apart from rachel, sat in the choir room, delilah and brittany giggling over some story about lord tubbington before kurt asked "where's rachel?" looking at the glee club that didn't have their 'start'. "she's not here yet," finn smiled, doeply.

"perfect, glee club stands on a delicate precipice, we have all felt the cold humiliation of a slushie in the face," kurt said as delilah shifted in her seat uncomfortable. they had stopped slushing her after santana started to snap back at them, and after delilah grabbed the second out of another jocks hand and returned the favour. "i don't want that to ever happen again," delilah said as glee club looked at her. "it won't," santana smiled, taking her hand reassuringingly. "But as of right now, our relative anonymity as a club shields us from more severe persecution: swirlies, patriotic wedgies," kurt went on but then mercedes looked confused.

"what's a patriotic wedgie?" she asked as finn answered "it's when they hoist you up the flag pole by your undies," as delilah shuddered. "that's horrible," she said, she had confidence in front of glee club now, of course she still spoke just above a whisper, but she spoke none the less.

"strangely, it did make me feel more american," artie said and delilah's eyes widened, poor artie. "based on my investigation, i am of the opinion that a yearbook photo would only fuel the flames of anti-glee-club terror," kurt said. "i've done a little library research, peter gellar, glee club second tenor, 1998," he started. "he can be seen here with both a drawn on with a hitler mustache and rice paddy hat," kurt explained."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," he continued.

"patches?" quinn questioned. "patches," kurt confirmed as delilah remembered when he bit her finger as she tried to give him a dollar. "he barks at my mom," britt said as delilah furrowed her eyebrows. she was not being in this photo. "exhibit b, tawny peterson, glee club class of 2000, seen here in her photo with a cartoon knife stuck in her head, in a macabre tableau that, in four years would prove eerily prescient, i think i speak for all of us when i say that not having to pose for a yearbook photo might be a blessing in disguise, i suggest not fighting figgins' ruling," he said. delilah agreed.

"oh, hey, guys," mr schue said as he walked in. "looking at old thunderclaps?" he asked as everyone mumbled 'yes' or 'yep'. "it's really unsettling," artie explained as brittany started to make weird faces at delilah, solely for the purpose to make her laugh.

"this year's thunderclap is going to have a glee club photo with every one of your smiling faces, you have my word on it," she heard mr schue say but she immedietly snapped up, santana gripping her hand tighter as comfort. "no he wont," she said as delilah went back to laughing with brittany.

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delilah pulled away from santana, causing her to groan in response. "lilah, what's up?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. "can we talk about this, us," delilah said, with a small smile. she needed to know what was happening, her feelings were all over the place, she needed to know whether they were official or she was just one of santana's many,many hookups. "you never normally want to talk, why now," santana asked, going back in for another kiss but delilah shoved her away. "san," she sighed as santana just furrowed her eyebrows. she didn't want to admit out loud that she loved delilah, but the fear that she didn't feel the same way overthrew everything else.

"san, i need to know what's going on her, and i don't know what i'm feeling and why i feel like this, i can't keep doing this," delilah said, frustratedly. "what are we?" she sighed as she ran her hands threw her hair looking up at santana with distressed eyes. "we're best friends," santana sighed, with a smile. delilah felt her heart shatter into pieces. friends, that's all they were. friends. she caught santana about to continue but she just left, quickening her pace as she heard the girl yell her name. "delilah,please," she said distressed.

what she didn't know, was that santana wasn't finished talking, she had more she wanted, more she needed to tell the blonde.

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long story short, the glee club had to elect two captains for the thunderclap, everyone voted for rachel and she somehow convinced finn to take it with her, but based on the phone call she shared with delilah, finn didn't show up. delilah hadn't spoke to santana after what had happened, she told brittany what happened who said something about her being a 'mermaid princess who shouldn't let anyone upset them' before giving her a drawing of her, delilah and lord tubbington.

she loved how brittany could make her smile, one thing she didn't love was the arguing and yelling about to take place in glee club. "i'd like to call this meeting to order," rachel said as finn walked into the choir room,"oh, hello, finn, how nice of you to show," rachel snapped. "look, i'm sorry, the guys were harassing me in the locker room about it," finn explained."they said that if i took the glee club photo, that they'd make me choose between a hitler mustache or buck teeth, and i can't rock either of those looks," he finished before turning to quinn and delilah. "do you think i have a potato head?" and delilah nodded a 'yes' before laughing at the quaterback.

"okay, look, i realize now that all of you think that glee club is just a joke,okay and you're convinced that we can't win, and you're content to just sit idle by until figgins cancels the club," rachel said. delilah didn't see how the club was a joke to them, they all chose to join. "well, i'm about to present to you a rare opportunity, the opportunity to become stars," rachel smiled

"how?" quinn asked as rachel smiled."we've all been cast in a local commercial," she explained. this wasn't impressive to delilah, at all. she had been in tons of commercials and catalogs. "are you serious?" finn asked. "lilah did a commercial for kool-aid when she was like eight, it's not a big deal," quinn dissmissed it as everyone turned to it. "yeah, and for some other stores," delilah whispered, slightly embarassed.

"yes, finn, and while all of you have been so concerned with your appearance in this school, i've landed glee club its first big break," rachel continued, dissmissing all the comments about delilah. "simply put, making us all celebrities, okay and no one messes with celebrities or defaces their pictures," she explained.

"people still slushied delilah," quinn says, partially to push rachel's buttons and partially to try and make the glee club realised that this wasn't a huge thing to kiss rachels ass about. "what's the commercial?" tina asked as rachel explained it about matresses as the rest of glee club started talking about it excietidly.

"what's up with you and santana, did she hurt you because i swear to fucking-" quinn started before being cut off by delilah shaking her head. she couldn't blame santana for not feeling the same way, all she could do is wish that she did.