A new week had come, and the cheerios were assembled on the bleachers as Coach Sylvester paced in front of them. Both sisters were confused about what was going on. On the previous night, both got a package from their coach with a red bracelet, saying W.W.M.D in black letters.
"Bea," the girl looked up and waited for the older woman to say something, "what does your bracelet say?"
"W.W.M.D..." Bea said with a confused look and Nathalie almost let out a laugh but she respected their coach.
"'What would Madonna do?' Well, the answer to that question is usually: Date a younger man,"
It was official, Sue had gone crazy for Nathalie's opinion. No chance she was going to date a younger man just because. She's still hurt about what happened with Jesse, no way in hell she was going to date another guy.
Bea, on the other hand, was thinking of who she could date. She instantly thought of Matt, since she's a month older than him, but she let that thought go for now, her priority wasn't a guy now.
It was her sister's mental health.
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Rachel had called an emergency girl's meeting and Nathalie was force to go by her sister, because Bea was actually interested in what Rachel had done now.
"I think you should see a better psychologist,"
Furrowing her eyebrows, Nathalie gave her sister a confused look as they walked towards the choir room, "come again?"
"Miss Pillsbury is not a good psychologist, Nat. You've got sadder and now I always see you leaving your appointment crying and,"
Bea forced the girl to stop and made her look in her eyes. The girl frowned when she saw how Nathalie's eyes were; tired, sad, asking for help.
"I don't want to get another call saying you've entered the hospital because of a mental breakdown again. I love you and I just you good."
Nathalie smiled and kissed the top of her sister's forehead, "I'm good, don't worry. I just have a lot of homework, assignments, and study to do. I'm only tired."
Bea nodded and didn't pressure her sister to speak more. She had learned that, when Nathalie wants to talk, she'll talk. Till then, it's better to give her space.
But not too much.
Finally entering the choir room, all girls were sitting around in the chairs. Nathalie found herself sitting next to Quinn, who was drawing an unflattering sketch of Rachel, complete with the word 'Loser' across the top of the page and several love hearts scattered around.
"Hey," Nathalie said and Quinn smiled while closing her notebook and welcome the girl in her arms, where she stayed there happily.
"Can I ask you guys something private?"
Santana, who was pissed because Rachel had screwed up her plans for the evening, rolled her eyes, "yes, you should move to Israel," making Nathalie and Bea chuckled.
"I'll buy the ticket."
Rachel ignored both comments and went to sit in front of the girls, grabbing her chair to sit on, "It's about dating."
Yes, Nathalie's favorite topic to talk now.
Nathalie gave a confused look to Tina and the Asian did the same thing. Both were really surprised at the chosen topic.
" Not that I'm dating anyone. We all know that Finn and I are no longer an item, and for the sake of the team, I broke up with Jesse." the mention of his name made Nathalie shift uncomfortably in her seat and hoped for the girl to shut up.
"But let's just say I was dating someone." Rachel hypothetically said and Nathalie and Quinn eye the girl suspiciously, "let's just say, hypothetically, we went to a Wiggles concert last Friday night," Bea snorted at how details her hypothetical scenario was and gave a knowing look towards Santana and Brittany.
Everyone knew it was Jesse who she was talking about.
"And then because my dads weren't home, we went up to my room and started making out. It was erotic and romantic. And then he said, 'we should do it'."
Nathalie felt grossed out and asked herself, who even describes something erotic?
"What if then he got really crabby and left, and didn't even take home the Care Bear I won him playing Skee Ball?"
"Would you please stop talking?" Quinn begged as she leaned against Nathalie, "you're grossing out my baby."
"Please," the tiny girl begged and played with Quinn's fingers, "I just really want to leave now."
"I just want to be ready; I know I'm getting older, and these things are going to happen someday, but how do I stop a guy from getting mad at me for saying 'no'?"
Nathalie now felt bad for the girl. She knew how Jesse is when it comes in terms of sex and the way he acted with Rachel was straight up an asshole move in Nathalie's opinion. If a girl doesn't want to have sex with you, you need to respect her wishes and not get mad at her.
"Just do what I do," Nathalie shook her thoughts and looked at Santana, already knowing she was going to give a not really good advice, "never say 'no'."
She was already waiting for that response. The girl shot a disappointed look and the latina shrugged it off.
"Oh, totally. I mean, what's the worst that can happen?" Brittany agreed with her best friend and Nathalie saw Quinn uncomfortable. Brittany gave her an apologizing look, "sorry, Quinn."
"Look, girl, don't ask me. The last guy I like was the mayor of gaytown," Mercedes said and gave the two sisters an apologizing look, "and I can't wait to get a guy mad at me for saying 'no'."
"We just have to accept that guys don't care about our feelings. Like, the other day, I was walking with Artie and he told me to lose the vampire makeup and consider some tighter-fitting clothing." Tina said and Bea became disgusted of the guy, how can someone say that.
"I'm sorry," Nathalie raised her hand and got everyone's attention, "I know I'm known to say that boys suck and that I really prefer dating a woman than a man, but not all men are horrible,"
Like Matt, Bea thought and softly smiled while looking down.
"And if a guy gets mad at you for not sleeping with him or asks you to wear tighter clothes for you in order to get sexy or attractive... dump them. For the sake of your mental health."
"Hey, guys. I'm sorry to interrupt your little sorority," Mr. Schue interrupted and walked over the group. Nathalie crossed her arms and eagerly waited for the man to say something, "but I couldn't help but overhear. Are you really having that much boy trouble?"
"You wouldn't understand, Mr. Schue. You're a guy." Quinn pointed out.
"Well, then maybe you should talk to someone else about it. Like Ms. Pillsbury." Mr. Schue suggested, and Rachel explained she had tried that as the school bell rang, all girls preparing to leave the choir room.
"The fact is that women still earn 70 cents to every dollar that a man does for doing the same job. That attitude starts in high school." Quinn explained as she left the room, leaving Mr. Schue with a frown in his face.
"Quinn's right," Nathalie said as she adjusted the straps of her backpack, "people love to say that there's no sexism just because we vote or we can go to the university, but unfortunately we face it every day," the girl pointed at herself and gave the man a disgusted look about his actions, "I faced it last week with that comment and you, a man and most importantly a teacher, did not do anything about it."
Bea whistled as the two left the choir room, not knowing that they gave Mr. Schue a great idea for the week's assignment.
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As the school came to an end, all the kids were assembled in the choir room as Mr. Schue wrote 'MADONNA' on the whiteboard, "what comes to mind when you see that name?"
"Genius," Rachel replied.
"Icon." Kurt, Bea, and Nathalie said at the same time.
"Hall of fame MILF." Puck said and Quinn and Nathalie glared towards his way,
"So, we're all aware of Madonna's musical and cultural significance, which is why this week, your assignment is to come up with a Madonna number." Mr. Schue revealed, making all girls gasp and squeal with delight.
"Uh, Mr. Schue?" Puck interrupted all the cheering up, "as a dude, Madonna makes me kind of uncomfortable."
"Yeah, she's smokin' and everything, but can't some of us do something else? Like the guy version of Madonna? Like, you know, Pantera?" Finn asked, making the boys murmur in agreement and Nathalie rolled her eyes, completely done with all of them.
"Guys! You know, it's come to my attention that many of you haven't been treating the young ladies of our group very nicely lately. You're disrespectful, bullying, sexist, and I hate to say it, misogynistic." Mr. Schue scolded.
Nathalie hummed and nodded, "I hope you put yourself in that sentence, Mr. Schue."
"I have no idea what that means," Finn said, louder than Nathalie and the cheerio took the conclusion that boys are also stupid.
"When I pulled my hamstring, I went to a misogynist," Brittany announced and everyone looked at her confused.
"What it means is, put yourself in their shoes for a change. Culturally, Madonna's legacy transcends her music, because by and large, the subtext of her songs is about being strong, independent and – and confident, no matter what your sex. But more than anything, Madonna's musical message is about equality. And that is something I think you guys need to work on." Mr. Schue explained.
"Mr. Schue," Kurt raised his hand, and the man gave permission, "I don't think we can have an honest conversation about Ms. Ciccone without acknowledging that her images are as indelible as her songs. I would like to honor her contributions by tackling a multi-media project. With Mercedes." the two shared a smile when Mr. Schue encouraged both to do the project.
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Nathalie was home alone listening to Kurt's Madonna playlist, her brother was at Mercedes' house, Bea at Matt's and her father was at a football game.
She was actually happy she was home alone. She likes being alone and gathering her thoughts.
But of course there's a doorbell and people love to ring it.
Groaning loudly, the girl dragged her feet towards the door, already planning to murder Kurt or Bea if they were the ones ringing the freaking door.
"I swear to god, if it's you-"
The girl cut herself off when she finally saw who it was. She specifically told him to get his mind straight, but she sincerely thinks now he had gone crazy to try and talk to her.
"I was happy listening to Madonna and now you ruined my mood, thank you." the girl said and opened the door wider for him, already knowing he wanted to enter.
"Rachel wanted to have sex."
Nathalie blinked her eyes in shocked and turned to look at the boy in pure confusion, "okay? Good for her? At least she wanted release some tension, she has a lot."
Jesse sighed in frustration and waited for the girl to understand his comment. The boy gave her a look and she finally understood, "oh. Wanted? She decided not to lose her virginity?"
Jesse shook his head and ran his hand through his curls. He was frustrated, sexually frustrated, and just wanted some release. But not with Rachel.
"I mean, she wanted but at the same time she didn't. And I wasn't in the mood as well."
"Wow," the girl let out a laugh as the two unconsciously walked towards Nathalie's room, where the music was coming from, "Jesse St. James denied sex? That's a first."
"You don't get it, do you?"
"I do," she said, lowering the sound of Like a Virgin and took out her sweatshirt, leaving her only with a white top as she sat down on top of her table, "you didn't have sex with Rachel because you weren't horny. End of story."
"It's because she isn't you."
Oh.
"It's you who I think about at night. When I'm with Rachel doing this thing I got asked for, it's you on my mind. No one else."
Nathalie gulped hard; she would be lying if she said that Jesse never crossed her mind. But he did. And now with his confirmation, she only had one thought on her mind.
"Jesse?"
The guy hummed and looked expectedly at the girl he had fallen for, "just kiss me already."
He couldn't say no.
He inhaled as he watched Nathalie slowly lick her lips and he kissed her deeply. It was amazing for both of them and kissed each other at length as they explored each other's lips and bodies for the rest of the night.
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Nathalie didn't know what to think or feel when she set her foot on her choir room. She really thought it would be a normal day, but no, Mr. Schue introduced their newest member.
Yes, the one and only, Jesse St. James.
"Oh my god, you have got to be kidding me..."
She couldn't help but let out that phrase and became nervous when Jesse looked only at her with adoration, and then indifference to everyone else, especially his girlfriend.
"What the hell?" Finn cried out, making Jesse stop looking at Nathalie, "it seems like now everybody's doing things just to hurt my feelings." Finn said angrily as he glared at Jesse.
"I thought you all would take this news a little better. I'm a star. You can learn from me." Jesse said, making Bea groan at his words, "it's like having another Rachel around." she desperately said.
"We were already fighting for second leads. And now that you've shown up, I've lost all hope at ever getting a solo." Kurt bitterly said to Mercedes and the girl agreed, "yeah, that's right. And y'all just trot me out at the end of every number so I can wail on the last note. How is that okay?"
There was a tone of annoyance in her voice as if she were getting fed up with how she was being treated. Nathalie could see where she was coming from, Mercedes deserved to have a solo sometimes; she was just as good as Rachel, if not better at some styles.
"Like me," Bea rolled her eyes and sigher, "honestly, the only solo I got was when I auditioned."
"He's a spy, Mr. Schue. I would know." Santana accused with Brittany agreeing with her, making Mr. Schue completely done with all the protests, "whoa, whoa, whoa, guys, I saw all the paperwork, I spoke with his parents..." Mr. Schue said, trying to calm them down.
"They winter in Bali. It's a very expensive phone call." Jesse pointed out, interrupting Mr. Schue and Finn made a face.
"Jesse just moved in with his uncle, which is in our school district. It's all above board, guys. He goes to this school now." Mr. Schue explained.
"But this isn't fair." Nathalie protested, standing up to continue her argument. Jesse didn't blame her for doing this. They had hooked up the night before and now he's in front of her professing his love for another girl, who is her mortal enemy.
Long story short, Nathalie Hummel was screwed.
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If her day couldn't get any worse, you're wrong.
As the girl was walking towards her locker, she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw who was standing next to hers. More specifically placing his books in hi lockers.
My life couldn't get any worse, uh.
"Just my luck,"
Her thoughts were shaken up when she heard Jesse closing his locker and leaning against it, not before giving the girl a smirk, "my locker next to yours."
"Please," the girl scoffed as she opened her locker, "I know you asked to be next to mine."
"Guilty," he shrugged as he watched the girl putting her books, "Rachel actually thought it was a good idea. She asked for me to find out what do you want to do or sing to the next weeks so she could be one step ahead of you."
The girl smirked and looked everywhere to see if someone was looking towards their way, "what I want is to go home and have sex with you. Maybe you should tell her that."
The boy gulped and looked at her up and down, sighing when he wished to have her in his arms, "I can tell her you want to sing I Wanna Sex You Up."
"Great idea," she smiled and patted his cheek after she closed her locker, "make sure to give her a dictionary explaining what feminism means. She must hate that word."
The boy laughed as watched her walk away from him and smirked. Rachel Berry just made his life better when she asked him to spy on Nathalie Hummel.
Oh, Rachel Berry, you're going to get stabbed in the back by your supposed boyfriend.
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Quinn had asked Nathalie to go to the cinema and the girl, of course, accepted. The date went well, both girls decided to watch Up and they cried, laughed and, most importantly, they had an amazing dinner.
( of course Nathalie is more worried about food ).
Both girls left the cinema happy with Nathalie's arm around Quinn's, "this was amazing. Thank you, I needed this."
"I know," Quinn said as she opened the door of the car for Nathalie and the girl thanked her, "You've been sad lately and I wanted for you to get out."
Nathalie became soft with that comment. Despite being pregnant, Quinn treats her like she's the one pregnant. In that moment, Nathalie really knew, even though she's not ready to settle down with someone yet, she knows, deep down, that she's going to end up with Quinn and Quinn knows it as well.
No words were said between the two, they knew it deep down as they kissed each other like there was no tomorrow.
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Well, would you look at that 👀 a lot of conclusions and backstabbing.
Nathalie is going on a wild ride.
Also, sorry for any mistakes, I'm lazy to read it again lmao