EVERYONE TURNED TO LOOK AT THE CHEERIO FROM HER STATEMENT.
"What?" Ivory muttered.
"What the hell is she talking about?" Mercedes asked, making Ivory sit up.
"My middle name is Susan. My last name is Pierce. That makes me Brittany S. Pierce. Brittany 'Spierce'." Brittany explained. "I've lived my entire life in Britney Spears' shadow. I will never be as talented or as famous. I hope you all respect that I want Glee Club to remain a place where I, Brittany S. Pierce, can escape the torment of Britney Spears." Britney explained.
"Well, there you have it guys. It's been decided. No Britney. Sorry." Mr. Schue said and continued with the lesson.
"What?" Ivory mouthed to Puck, before leaning back. He shook his head, before doing the same.
"Thanks, Britt. Thanks a lot." Kurt sighed.
"Leave Brittany alone." Santana jumped in.
"Thank you for understanding." Brittany turned towards her.
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"ALRIGHT. HERE'S THE DEAL. You chew this little capsule. If there's any plaque you missed, the dye will stick to it, and turn your teeth blue." Carl Howell stood in front of the club.
"Can I just say you're the hottest dentist I've ever seen?" Santana raised her hand.
"Yeah, I get that all the time." Carl smiled.
"No like, seriously. You can totally drill me whenever-"
"Santana! Okay. Let's stay focused." Ms. Pillsbury clapped her hands.
"It's all rock 'n' roll, Ems. And besides, this guy," Carl made his way towards Mr. Schue, "Now this guy's pretty on the eyes too, huh? And you know what? No matter how hard I tried, I bet I couldn't sing and dance like you."
"Ah, probably not." Mr. Schue glanced over at Ms. Pillsbury.
"Alright. Let's take a look at those chompers, huh?" Carl started handing out the blue tablets.
"Before we chew, I would just like to alert Mr. Schue that there's been a new addition to the Britney Spears Facebook campaign." Kurt started.
"Sorry. The answer's still no. Capsules, guys." Mr. Schue stood his ground.
"Yes, chew away. Chew, chew." Ms. Pillsbury clapped her hands together.
The entire club had popped the capsules into their mouths and chewed.
Ivory shared a smile with Mercedes and Luke, both getting the okay that their teeth were clean.
Finn had let out a gasp as he turned to Rachel, as she pulled out a tiny mirror.
"Oh, my God." Kurt faced her also.
"I don't understand. I floss between classes." Rachel held her hand lightly over her mouth.
"Well, sometimes it's genetics," Carl informed her.
"I think I might be better at brushing and flossing if I could see myself in the mirror," Artie explained, also with blue teeth.
"There you go, blue tooth." Santana joked.
"I don't brush my teeth. I rinse my mouth out with soda after I eat. I was pretty sure Dr. Pepper was a dentist." Brittany spoke up.
"I got this, Em. With some deep bleaching and little scaling, you'll be good as new." Carl made his way over to the girl. "Alright, open up." And so Brittany did, "Close." He ordered as Ms. Pillsbury was in a trance looking at Carl.
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IT WAS THE FIRST GAME OF THE SEASON, AND IVORY WAS A NERVOUS WRECK.
It was her first game as team captain, and Coach Blume could sense her nerves.
The other girls were already out on the field, so it was a surprise when Ivory saw Luke enter the girls' locker room.
"What are you doing in here?" She asked, watching him walk toward her.
"Coach Blume came and got me, said she could tell you were nervous." He smiled and grabbed her hands.
"It's just, everyone is going to be watching me. Like, more than normal." She began, her voice filled with anxiety.
Her hands started to shake in his, which he noticed immediately. He pulled her to one of the benches, and let her rest her head on his shoulder.
"You're gonna do great, Ivy. I just know it. Everyone out there knows it too." Luke explained as he watched one of her legs bounce in place.
"What if I mess up and lose our first game for us?" She asked, picking her head up.
"You're human, aren't you? Everyone makes mistakes. It won't be the end of the world. I promise." He kept eye contact with her. "And I'll be in the stands, cheering you on if you need someone to look at to calm your nerves."
Ivory took a deep breath, before standing up. "Alright, I can do this." She said, shaking her hands clean from the anxiety.
"Atta girl. Show them that Ivory Collymore is a boss." He smiled before they parted ways.
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"...MAKING CHRISTOPHER CROSS a Golden Globe, Oscar, and five-time Grammy Award winner." Mr. Schue faced the class. "Brittany." He called on her after she raised her hand.
"I would just like to say that from now on, I demand to have every solo in Glee Club," Brittany spoke.
Rachel turned from her to Mr. Schue, definitely ready to argue.
"What?"
"When I had my teeth cleaned, I has the most amazing Britney Spears fantasy. I sang and danced better than her. Now I realize what a powerful woman I truly am." Brittany explained.
"I went with her, and I had a Britney fantasy, too. Although now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not really sure how our fantasies combined. That doesn't make any sense." Santana added.
"You see Mr. Schue? I told you. Britney Spears busted our Britt out of her everyday fragmented haze of confusion and gave her the confidence to step up and perform." Kurt argued.
"I'm more talented than all of you. I see that clearly now." Brittany realized. "It's Brittany, bitch."
"Guys, we're not doing Britney Spears, and that's that." Mr. Schue went to turn around.
"You are letting your own personal issues get in the way of something that we are all telling you we really want to do. This club regularly pays tribute to pop culture, and Britney Spears is pop culture. To suggest otherwise is heretical." Kurt let loose.
"Kurt! I'm done talking about this."
"Jeez! Let loose a little, would you? Stop being so fricking uptight all the time!" Kurt sat back in his chair.
Everyone in the club was stunned by his outburst. Ivory was hiding her smile with her zipped-up sweatshirt, before biting her lip from laughing out loud.
"Kurt, I'll see you in the principal's office." Mr. Schue said in a monotone voice.
As Kurt walked away, he and Ivory shared a look, as she slightly nodded at him, to show how proud she was of him.
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CLOUD NINE | GLEE • OC X OC | ON HOLD
FanfictionIvory Collymore lives in Lima, Ohio, and goes to McKinley High School alongside her best friends, Noah Puckerman, Mike Chang, Luke Havens, and Quinn Fabray She met Noah Puckerman in elementary school when he was playing football, and he accidentally...
