Glee: The Next Generation (Season Two)

Secrets

"Tell me you have ADHD without telling me you have ADHD" I swear I suck at updating...I'm so sorry.

*TW: vomit/abortion talk*

"It's invitational time," Will exclaimed.

"Oh, joy," Clara rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, out of the songs we have been practicing, what do you guys want to showcase?"

"We've been practicing," Clara said, shocked.

"What else do you think we've been doing?"

"I don't know - between the breakup of William McKinley High royalty-" she motioned to Christina and Charlie; "-to fights everyone forgets about the next week, and whatever gay thing Lenny is into this week." Lenny looked confused.

"Um...okay; what would you guys like to perform-" Clara opened her mouth. "-someone other than Clara please." Clara rolled her eyes. Christina wasn't even paying attention; she felt her life was going down as fast as the Titanic (or maybe even faster). She didn't know what to do with her current situation. She hasn't told anyone - if you don't count Clarice. She doesn't know how to tell her parents; hell even to the baby's father: Joe. She was starting to feel ill in her stomach. Not again, she thought. She will try to stop this feeling - think about something else; try to pay attention to your dad and not your stomach.

"How about we do a Liza Minnelli medley," Lenny suggested.

"Oh, god," Clara looked in disgust. "If we're going to do a gay icon can we at least do someone good like Lady Gaga or Cher?" Christina rolled her eyes at another Clara comment.

"Clara, do you ever - I don't know - shut up," Lenny asked.

"Whatever." She rolled her eyes. All of a sudden, Christina ran out of the choir room; she couldn't hold it anymore. She ran into the nearest girls' restroom.

"See, Lenny; you even grossed out Christina," Clara pointed out. Lenny gave her a death glare.

~*~

Christina finished puking her guts out in the toilet and flushed. Crap, I don't have a toothbrush or toothpaste...I'm gonna smell like crap now! As soon as she left the stall, she saw Clarice standing there holding a stick of gum. "Thanks." Christina grabbed it and put it in her mouth.

"You need to tell your parents," Clarice said.

"Not going to happen," she replied.

"You know eventually they're going to find out, right?"

"Not if I can help it."

"What do you mean?" Christina was silent. "Chris?"

"...Nothing. I have to get to class."

"Christina, no; stop-" Clarice put her hand in front of her to stop her from leaving. "-are you speaking of what I think you're speaking of?"

"Honestly, why do you care, Clarice?"

"I just think you need to talk to someone...like your parents!"

"Yeah...not going to happen. I'm already a disappointment to them...why add to it?"

"You're not a disappointment." She reassured Christina.

"Whatever...just let me go..." Christina left the restroom. Clarice just watched her leave.

~*~

The glee club was in the auditorium doing a last-minute sound check before the invitational started in an hour.

"So we all agree," Will had started. "We open with Stand by You by Rachel Platten and then-"

"Can we please do O.M.G. by Usher?" Annabel asked.

"Annabel," Clara started. "I forgot you were even in this group." Annabel gave her a weird look.

"Maybe we can do that as one of our midsection songs," Will suggested. All of a sudden Christina came into the auditorium late. "Thanks for joining us, Christina."

"Sorry...I had to take care of something..." she said. Clarice looked at her.

"Um, okay." He went on to discuss the set.

After the meeting, Christina headed to the choir room to get her outfit for the performance. Clarice went up to her.

"What was it you were 'taking care of'," Clarice asked in a whisper.

"Puking my guts out; not that it was any of your business," she whispered back.

"I'm just afraid you're going to make a mistake-"

"-Wow, Clarice; I didn't know you were the queen of my uterus."

"Cut the crap, Christina. I only care if you end up regretting your decision!"

"Clarice! I haven't decided anything...okay? I'm just weighing my options and honestly, I just wanted support from my friend." She walked off to the restroom to change. Clarice just stood there.