"I still can't believe it. You got your callback today! What song are you gonna sing?" You say on the phone to Rachel.
"I have no clue, I need to go look at sheet music so I'll call you after it, okay? Love you!"
You end the call as you take your seat in the choir room.
"All right guys, it's finally here. Regionals. That's right" Mr Shuester announces as everyone cheers "I just found out, because of safety concerns related to late-season tornados, Indianapolis has declined to host the competition. So! As defending champions, we're having regionals here in our auditorium"
"Home court advantage, yo!" Artie cheers.
"Now, because of a sexting scandal at Our Lady of Perpetual Loneliness, the Nun-touchables has been excommunicated by the new pope. They've been replaced by the world-famous boys of Ziegler Prep, the Waffle-toots"
"Like cake farts?" Sam mumbles.
"They're very good. The Hoosierdaddies are still the odds-on favourite. We are in for the fight of our lives"
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You're sitting on the piano with Sam as Mr Shue starts counting everyone.
"Uh, are Joe and Sugar here?" Mr Shue asks.
"Present, Mr Shue!" Sugar squeals as her and Joe walk in.
"Sugar!" You exclaim as Sugar runs over to you with her arms out before hugging you tightly.
"Guys, I have finalised our set list. We are going with I love it by Icona Pop..."
"I love it!" You sing as Marley giggles.
"Hall of Fame by The Script and Will.I.am. And, Marley's original song, All or Nothing"
"Hey, Mr Shue, what about my original song? Do you remember?" Brittany says as she walks in before singing "My cup, my cup, saying what's up to my cup, my cup, more of a friend"
"My Cup is one of a kind, but we're going with Marley's song"
"Oh, come one, boo. Two thumbs down. The only way to polish that turd of a song is my angelic alto voice"
"Woah, who turned you into a bitch?" You mumble as she rolls her eyes at you.
"Shut it tiny Berry. I demand to sing it as a solo. And I demand to sing all the good songs as solos. Everyone can snap their fingers and March around behind me. Tina, please make an exact replica of Jennifer Lawrence's Oscar dress"
"Um, no" Tina shakes her head.
"Um, yes. Let me break it down. No one in this musty choir room compares to my megawatt star power. Blaine, you're shorter than your average lawn gnome. Joe you look like a Yucatán spider monkey. Tina is...you know, she's...Tina. Moving on, I repeat, I require all the solos. That's just the way it's gonna be"
"Brittany why are you doing this?" Mr Shue asks her.
"Well, I'm just living your lesson, Mr Shue. It's all or nothing. All or nothing!"
She leaves the room, making Mr Shue sigh.
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You're all sitting in a circle in the choir room with your notebooks. You're doodling in yours.
"Uh, first we're gonna tackle Icona Pop. It's got a unique beat, but not entirely different from..." Mr Shuester directs before a phone buzzes.
"All right, look, I'm sorry. Excuse me Mr Shue, but I've got to say something. Look, so, I hate to pull a Brittany here, but the bottom line is, I'm not performing in regionals until catfish reveals themselves. This whole situation is out of hand and needs to end. Hey, look, I'm serious, okay? I-i can't take it anymore, it-it's tearing me apart. And someone in this room is playing games with me, and I wanna know who" Ryder demands.
"Sam-" you mumble to Sam.
"Lillie, dont" he replies quietly.
"Somebody, just say who it is" Sugar suggests.
"I don't think it's any of us" Tina shakes her head.
"Pull out your phones! Everybody pull out your phones right now!"
He kicks the table in the middle, making you jump.
"Ryder, relax, man. I know this is upsetting, but..."
"Well now nobody is going to admit it for fear of being murdered"
"I've told this person everything, and I wanna know who it is" Ryder says a little more calmer.
"I know you're upset..." Mr Shuester tries to calm him down.
"I want to know...no, you don't know, you don't know, okay? Who is it? All right, fine. If nobody's gonna say anything, pull out your phones. And I want to see all of your phones"
"He's gonna see the photos" Sam whispers to you.
"Baby, I'm sorry but I gotta do this. It's killing him" you whisper back.
"Babe, it'll hurt him more if you lie to him"
"I-"
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The other Berry
Fanfiction'Everyone knows about Rachel Berry. Broadway star, Emmy award winner, the girl with two gay dads and who was also an only child. News flash: she isn't an only child. Hey. I'm Lillie, and I'm Rachel's little sister. You don't know my story, but that'...
