Nathalie inhaled deeply the city air of New York and smiled; the never-ending sound of car horns and shouts from angry drivers as well as the hustle and bustle of New York were heard all over the city and Nathalie cringed at the noise, since it wasn't normal for her.
The New Directions were sat at red steps that were situated in Times Square, looking around their surroundings, the bright colored billboards and electric signs advertising clothing brands, Broadway musicals, and many other things that made Nathalie think about the future. It's Kurt's and Nathalie's dream to move to New York and perform in one of the many Broadway shows it had to offer.
She knows it's really hard to achieve. But we already know Nathalie, she sure loves difficult.
"I want to hit up Central Park, get my frolic on," Santana announced and Brittany got up from her spot, "I want to throw stuff off the Brooklyn Bridge."
"Guys, hold on," Finn spoke, holding up a hand to stop them from saying everything they wanted to do, "I mean, we still have two songs to write."
Yeah, they didn't manage to write a single song.
"Guys, I have news," Rachel announced as she made her way over to the rest of the club, "to celebrate our impending win at Nationals I got us all 14 tickets to Broadway's longest-running show ever – Cats."
As Rachel showed them the tickets, everyone cheered in excitement except for Quinn and Nathalie. In fact, both knew that the show ended a years ago.
"You might want to check the dates on those tickets, Rachel because Cats closed about 11 years ago," Quinn told her and Bea looked at Quinn shocked for knowing it.
Rachel's mouth formed a small 'O' as she processed the information, and then laughed to herself and put the tickets in her pocket, "he did seem crazy. He charged my credit card by swiping it through his butt crack."
Tina and Nathalie changed a look of horror, "excuse me?"
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The hotel room that the girls, plus Kurt, were staying in was quite small for all of them. There were only two double beds, which meant that they would have to do four and five to a bed. Or people would sleep on the floor.
Nathalie was the first to call dibs on one of the beds with Quinn, Tina and Bea; so apparently the four are going to sleep together.
As the girls discussed on who's going to sleep on the beds, Kurt picked up the room service menu and gasped when he saw what was on it, "do you know that I can get an ahi tartare and a steak sandwich at 3:00 in the morning from their all-night dining menu?"
"I feel like Eloise," Mercedes gushed and Brittany mistook it as a disease, "I have pills for that," Brittany spoke and Bea looked at her like she was a crazy person.
"All right, guys," Mr. Schue's voice was heard as he entered the room, "this is your time. Now, you are all on lockdown till you finish writing our songs for Nationals," Mr. Schue's revelation caused everyone to groan and whine, "I want at least two solid verses by the time I get back."
"Aren't you gonna help us?" Rachel asked with an eyebrow raised.
"I, um – I will be back and read your amazing creations and give notes. But right now I have to head to the theater to, uh, fill out some paperwork," Mr. Schue nervously replied, sounding suspicious in Nathalie's opinion.
A few hours after Mr. Schue had left the kids alone, the room was littered with crumpled up pieces of paper and pens. Bea had given up trying to help and Nathalie was lying on the bed between Quinn's legs, rubbing her temples in annoyance.
Normally, songwriting came easily to Nathalie but the girl unfortunately had no inspiration. Of course, no one could get inspired to write a song while standing in that hotel room.
"Guys, I got something!" Brittany announced and everyone sighed in relief, desperately wanting to be a really good song so they could use it for Nationals.
Unfortunately that wasn't the case.
You see, the song entitled as My Cup, was literally just Brittany singing about a cup. But even though it was catchy, it wasn't Nationals material at all.
"We gotta get out of here," Nathalie announced, already getting up to slip on her black sneakers.
"Wait," Rachel protested, "Mr. Schue gave us explicit instructions."
"To write a song," Bea spoke slowly, agreeing with her sister.
"And our problem is that our only inspiration is mattresses and bathroom cups," Quinn said, agreeing as well.
"My sisters are right," Finn agreed, "we're in the artist capital of the world. Poets, musicians, actors, playwrights. Every dreamer that's ever lived has passed through this city. If we want our dreams to come true, we need to be out there with them, not stuck in here."
"Guys, I don't think this is a good idea. I mean, we still got those songs to write," Rachel still protested.
"If we don't write them, we're gonna lose." Bea pointed out and Kurt was quick to get up from his spot to grab his boots, "they're right. We need to go."
"Can't you hear the city calling to you?" Nathalie asked, standing by the window, and grabbed Quinn's hand, "we don't need to write songs for Nationals. New York's gonna write them for us."
I Love New York/New York, New York by Madonna/Cast of On the Town
sang by the New Directions
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Quinn decided to take Nathalie, Tina and Bea to go sightseeing around New York and luckily have dinner in a restaurant before lights out.
The quartet already saw what they wanted to see. Most importantly, Broadway. Nathalie felt in love with it and started daydreaming for the future.
Her main goal is to get accepted into NYADA and then luckily get a lead role in a Broadway musical. She knows it's a lot of work, but she's determined to make her dream come true.
"You know, this year I had to choose between something I love and Cheerios. And I chose Glee," Nathalie spoke.
"Do you regret it?" Tina asked.
"A little," Nathalie honestly answered, "but just in the beginning. I was completely used to see me only wearing the cheerios outfit. When I took it off, I felt so naked."
"That's understandable," Bea kicked a rock as she put her hands in her pockets, "I mean, we were used to be on top of the food chain with those outfits," Bea let out a sigh before smiling, "little did I know that I actually feel way better with my normal clothes."
"Exact same thoughts," Quinn let out a laugh, "but does that mean you're not trying for cheerios next year?"
That question made both sisters think. Nathalie was a little bit uncertain; she would love to go back, but at the same time she didn't want the constant pressure on her.
On the other hand, Bea had her mind set on not going back to the cheerios. In fact, she's even thinking of trying a new club.
But time will eventually tell.
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The Glee club were sat in the girl's room in silence. Dustin Goolsby, the coach of Vocal Adrenaline, had just come and dropped the biggest bomb on them; Mr. Schue was leaving them to perform on a Broadway show.
Nathalie was sat between Quinn's legs, leaning her, Tina and Bea were sat beside the couple, both were annoyed with the situation.
The door opened and their heads all turned to watch Mr. Schue entering the room, holding boxes of pizza, "all right, guys. Who's up for some real New York City pizza?" he looked around at the kids, who had glum faces and looked really down and unmotivated.
"We heard," Nathalie revealed without any emotion.
"Heard what?" Mr. Schue wondered and Bea scoffed. It was clear that he did not want to tell anyone that he was leaving.
"About you being in Broadway," Quinn spoke in the same tone as Nathalie, while she played with her girlfriend's fingers.
"Look. I haven't made up my mind about anything," Mr. Schue began, sounding guilty.
"We get it. And we're happy for you," Finn spoke reassuringly, "you've inspired us in so many ways, so this is just another."
"I don't understand. Who told you guys?" Mr. Schue asked in confusion.
"Goolsby," Bea replied and the girl noticed the change in her teacher's face and emotion, "are you okay, Mr. Schue?"
"I'm not going. I'm staying with you guys," the teacher spoke firmly, "I had my moment on that stage, and it was glorious. But you and I have some unfinished business to take care of. Now get out your notebooks. Time to get to work," he started clapping to get the kids attention and for them to start working, "come on. This is Nationals, people."
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This is Nationals, people, he said. We're going to win, Rachel said. Sure, after the kiss they had on stage, they were definitely going to win.
Note the sarcasm.
Honestly, for Nathalie, everything was going alright till Finn and Rachel got on stage, where the boy pulled Rachel towards him and kissed her in front of the judges and audience. Everyone was shocked, to say the least, and Mr. Schue looked mortified.
After the duet, Nathalie and Santana made sure to give everything they got on stage so that everyone could forget what happened previously, but they knew that they weren't going to win.
After the performance, the couple took a look at some shirts at the souvenir stand. Nathalie looked clearly annoyed and was only seconds away from exploding, but Quinn let her compose herself before she asked her anything. Because she knew, if she asked something, she would probably have something thrown at her.
"Girls!" they looked behind her and saw Kurt calling them, "they just posted the top 10 for the showcase. Come on!"
Nathalie and Quinn shared a nervous look and gathered around the rest of their friends and teacher. Mr. Schue looked at each and one of them, sighing blissfully and trying to give them some confidence, "it's a moment two years in the making!"
After he exclaimed, the kids gave him a small smile and the teacher pushed through the huge crowd to get to the board. And, when he got there, he sighed sadly but the kids thought it was relief sigh.
"Well, Mr. Schue. Say it. What did we rank?" Finn wondered, with a hopeful look on his face.
When he turned to face them, his expression was solemn, "we didn't," he replied, "I'm so sorry, you guys. We aren't in the top 10."
We're going to win, Rachel said.
Nathalie went numb. It was the kiss that had cost them the showcase. The girl slowly turned and faced Rachel and Finn with a murderous look on her face and Quinn and Bea were quick to react and quickly held the girl before she could do any harm.
"This is all your fault!" Nathalie shouted, trying to free herself from their grasp.
"She's not worth it. Not worth it," Quinn spoke in the girl's ear, calming her.
Mr. Schue sighed in defeat, "let's just get back to the hotel and get ready to go home."
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After their last glee club meeting of the year, the kids went home to finally enjoy their summer vacation.
Everyone except Nathalie. The girl stayed behind, waiting for someone to finally tell her who the HM person is.
"Nat," she turned around and smiled as Artie wheeled to her direction, "I'm sorry for making you wait. The printer wasn't working."
"It's okay," she reassured him and the boy took a picture out of his bag and handed it to her.
"Here she is. The person you're looking for and her name."
The girl took a deep breath and turned the picture around, smiling as she saw the girl she had bumped into a few weeks ago. The same girl who looked at the letter she was carrying with a hopeful look. The girl she once was mesmerized in the dance studio.
All along, she was right in front of her.
"Thank you Artie," she smiled in relief, "can you keep this a secret between us?"
"Sure," he shrugged his shoulders, "I won't tell anyone. You have my word."
"Thanks," she spoke and pointed at his wheelchair, "do you want any help to get to your mother's car?"
"You don't have to. Besides," Artie gave her a smirk and with his head pointed towards the auditorium, "she's practicing in there. Go talk to her."
After they bid their goodbyes, Nathalie fastened her speed to the auditorium. She desperately wanted to talk to her about the whole situation.
As she entered the auditorium, her heart starting beating faster as she watched the girl only with a sports bra ( showing her incredible abs, may I had ) and shorts.
Looking up, the girl gave Nathalie a smile and waved at her, smiling wider as she got a wave from Nathalie.
"Hey, stranger," Nathalie spoke but then gave her a smirk, "or should I say HM?"
The girl's eyes widened in shock as Nathalie showed her the letter and some of her personal information ( such as name, age and grade she was in ). And wondered how did she managed to discover her.
But that wasn't the time or her place to ask. Because Nathalie Hummel wanted some answers.
But those answers will be for another time.
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To everyone who read my meet my ocs book, who specifically read the Nathalie Hummel chapter, read HM's name and even asked who the person was,
This is for you: 🤡
It's finally the end of season 2! You got the fluff, let's see if you get it next season 😉