Honey and Glass

7. Throwdown

You know some people might think it's weird being friends with your enemy, but here I am. My brother invites the warblers over a lot so I've become friends with most of them. They call me their warblette. I don't mind it, though one time they tried to call me princess and... let's just say mom's favorite vase is now missing.

I know, I know you're probably asking 'what about Glee club?' because the last time we left off Sue had become the new co-director. It's been a little weird. The other day Mr. Schue asked for our opinions on what we wanted to sing. I know shocker, he acted like a good teacher for once.

"As we head into Sectionals, I want to get some feedback, like what kind of stuff you guys would like to be doing. Is there anything, any music in particular, that you guys want to do?" Mr. Schue asks. Everyone looks a little nervous to speak up.

"Could we maybe try something a little more... black?" Mercedes asks.

"I agree, we do an awful lot of show tunes," Kurt says.

"It's Glee club, not Krunk club," Rachel tells them. Kurt looks pissed.

Mercedes turns around,"Don't make me take you to the carpet."

"Plus, glee club doesn't mean anything. We can sing whatever we want. Do you have a problem with that Rachel?" I raise an eyebrow looking at her. She has her mouth open looking at Mr Schue to do something.

"Fantastic. Thank you, Mercedes, Kurt, Blaire. Duly noted, anything else?" The two turn around and do a little handshake.

"Wait a minute..." Puck speaks up. He turns to me. "Your name's Blaire?"

"Yeah, did you not know that?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"Nah, I always assumed your parents thought you were a boy, so they named you something like Alex," He says. I give him a little glare.

"Well, you know what they say about assuming. It makes an ass out of you." I turn back to Mr Schue as Mike raises his hand.

"I can pop and lock," I remember he told me that a couple of days ago. I'm still not sure what it is, but it sounds cool.

Mr Schue shoots him down. "Not really what we're going for, Mike, but... noted." What are we going for? "Noted, yes"

~

Quinn invited me to go to her first appointment today.

The doctor is setting up the ultrasound machine. "I'm freaking out." She mutters. Finn is holding her hand and I'm standing off to the side in the corner.

"Everything is going to be fine," he tells her.

"Relax. At your age, there's very little chance of anything being wrong," the doctor says in a monotone voice.

"Awesome!" Finn says excitedly.

"Okay, this is going to be a little cool to the touch," the doctor warns.

"Can you just be careful with my uniform?" Quinn asks. She knows Coach Sue might just castrate her if something happened to it.

"Speaking of your ages, have you two given any thought to what you're going to do after the baby is born?" She asks.

"Whatever Quinn wants is fine," Finn says. I look at her.

"I don't see why that matters right now anyway, if they want to give her up for adoption that is their business, they don't have to make that decision right away," I tell her. She nods to me before looking confused.

"Who are you?" She asks.

"Moral support," I mutter.

"Well, if it makes a difference, it's a girl." Oh wow, I didn't think Quinn was that far along. Most of the time you can't tell until 20 weeks because they haven't even developed a gender until 18. (This is me just throwing shade at the show, stop making people think wrong information)