Glee X Maleoc

Part 45 3x16

Chris's Pov

So far, so good. I'm still avoiding Santana, but to be honest she's I think kinda doing the same. It hurts, and I miss her  but Idk my feelings are still a mess.

Blaine did a disco performance, and well, I don't like Disco Way to Old School for me. At least graduation isn't that far away.

"Uhm, wtf happened to the floor?" I ask as I walk into the choir room.

"Don't worry, we'll have it back by the end of the week. In the meantime, Sue has lent us her my very own personal, " Mr Shue starts, but he's soon cut off by Sue.

"one-of-a-kind, lit-from- within, shatterproof, Plexiglas dance floor.

Modeled, of course, on the dance floor immortalized by a young, musky John Travolta at the height of his potency in the legendary dansical Saturday Night Fever." Sue says and Well, that's lovely, but why?

"Coach Sylvester, while we applaud your proper use of the terminology, we told Mr.Shue we do not support disco in this room." Rachel says, and I just lean  against the wall.

"So for this week's assignment, we are going back in time to the songs of Saturday Night Fever." Mr Shue says, and my mom used to listen to that music.

" Come on, Mr. Shue. That's, like, a record our parents listen to." Finn says, and for once, I agree with him.

"That album, teen Solomon Grundy, is one of the best-selling soundtracks of all time." Sue says, and I just roll my eyes .

"Tony Manero's story is your story. He's a guy who works at a paint store, struggling to figure out his life. The only time he feels sure about himself is when he's performing on the dance floor. He has a dream.
To get out of his old neighborhood in Brooklyn and get to New York City.
And by the end of the movie, that's what he's done. He's turned his dream into a plan." Mr Shue says and good for them, but my future is already figured out.

"So why the dance floor?" Kurt asks.

"Well, Porcelain, because we're going to start with a dance-off. The winner will receive a replica of John Travolta's iconic white polyester suit, which I am having a cadre of expert Viennese tailors painstakingly reproduce." Sue says before the others start to comment about how they want the suit.

"So you just want us to start dancing like Soul Train-style?" Mercedes says, and I let a small smile creep on my face.

"Uh, no, actually, Sue and I will start us off. We actually met with Joe and Blaine beforehand. Just get up when you're ready. And everyone has to participate.Everyone, Puck, Chris." Mr Shue says as he points at me and Puck before the music starts and everyone starts to dance.

Once the song finishes, I, well, it was better than expected.

"Okay, officially, officially, you guys are amazing. Mm-hmm.:

I was just conferring with my co-judge, and our three finalists for the suit are Santana Lopez Mercedes Jones and Finn Hudson." Mr Shue says, and yup, this shit is rigged. There's no way that Finn wins a dance competition.

The Next Day.

Seeing Mercedes perform Disco inferno with Santana and Brittany dancing my eyes stay focused on the Latina almost the whole time.

She's so beautiful, like wow. Oke Chris, stop, like I'm not making it any better for myself. Fucking maribel has been blowing up my phone, normally I go over once or twice a week for dinner it's fun. But lately I well haven't gone and Santana hasn't been over so I geuss she knows something is up. I uhm didn't awser her calls so let's hope she'll drop it before she ends my life.