Chris's Pov
Well, here we are in New York. After that day with Quinn, I don't know if I just stayed st home for the rest of the week. I feel like I'm losing myself right now. Thankfully, Mr Shue and beiste dropped off my homework and didn't make a big deal out of it they know that I'm not alright right now. I'm glad they also haven't contacted the spermdoner like I don't wanna deal with that right now.
A year and a half ago...the New Directions were nothing but a group of six misfits stumbling their way... through a horrific rendition
of Sit Down, You're Rockin' the Boat. Now, here we are at the top of the show choir heap. Nationals!" Kurt says as we are sitting on some steps and the others are eating well. God knows what.
"I want to hit up Central Park,
get my frolic on." Tina says, and I just roll my eyes.
"I want to throw stuff
off the Brooklyn Bridge." Puck says and Well, that sounds more like fun. " "
"Guys, hold on.
I mean, we still have two songs to write." Finn says, and have I ever said I don't like him? Because I don't.
"Okay, Mr. Bossy Pants. But I think we have some time for a tune before we leave." Kurt says ND I just stand up. " "
"#Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York ." The idiots start to sing, and I see Rachel walk over here we go.
"Guys, I have news.To celebrate our impending win at nationals...I got us all 13 tickets...to Broadway's longest-running show ever...Cats." Rachel says as she holds some tickets, and uhm, who's gonna tell her?
"You might want to check the dates on those tickets, Rachel... because Cats closed about 11 years ago." Quinn says, and yup, that show has been closed for yeaaars.
"He charged my credit card
by swiping it through his butt crack." Rachel says, and I just gag at the thought. Why is she touching those tickets?
"Okay. Welcome to the Intercontinental New York Times Square. Your rooms are on the seventh floor." The desk lady says as she hands the cards to Mr Shue .
"Are you planning on fitting
all those kids in two rooms?" Fhe lady asks Mr Shue, and nope, I'm having my own hell, nah.
"Yeah. Well, this is all we can afford.I was just thinking about splitting 'em up boys and girls." Mr Shue says and well have fun because I'm not doing it. The things you can buy with the spermdoners money.
"Hi Christopher Ford." I say as I take a step forward. "Alright, your room is also on the 7th floor." The lady says after she checked the computer and she hands me two keycards.
"Thanks." I say before taking a step back whole Mr Shue looks at me like I grew a extra head.
"I'm not gonna share a room with Finn, so I have my own." I say with a shurg . "You should have talked about it with me, Chris." Mr Shue says as we walk towards the elevator.
"Well, sorry, but like I said, I'm not sharing a room with him." I say as i take my suitcase and get in the elevator.
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"Where have you been?" Finn says as I walk into the boys' room. "Putting my stuff away." I say with a shrug as I sit down next to Santana.
"What?" Kurt asks me, and I give him a shurg." I'm not sharing a room, so I got my own." I say as Santana hands me some paper and a pen.
"With daddy's money." I hear Finn mumble to himself. "Yup, sure did." I say, and I feel Santana lay her hand on my shoulder.
"Let's write." She says, and I give her a small nod before. Well, i start to doodle on the page.
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Glee X Maleoc
FanficChristopher Ford or how people know him Chris is the bastard son of William Clay Ford Jr., who right now is the executive chairman of Ford Motor Company. He and his mom have moved a lot, but there was always one place that felt like home. With his...
