Lila Anderson has returned for her sophomore year at McKinley High. After losing regionals, the Glee Club is officially at the bottom of the food chain, but when Lila comes back for the school year with a new look, she gets more than overlooked in t...
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MR. SHUE had never missed a rehearsal. He was always right on time, and he never called in sick. That was until Monday, during glee rehearsal when he looked like he was about to drop dead in the middle of the choir room.
Tuesday rolled around, and we still hadn't found a replacement for him.
Rachel, of course, seized the opportunity. "I've been preparing for this moment all year. I got this," she declared, as she strode up to the front of the class. She picked up a marker and wrote "ME" on the whiteboard.
"Class," she began, "I want everyone to go around and say what solos they want me to perform at sectionals."
I rolled my eyes, and caught Kurt's eye. We shared a knowing look. This was going to be a long rehearsal.
Before anyone could respond, Santana was already on her feet. "Oh, hell no!" she spat, and in a flash, she was storming toward Rachel, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.
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"We have to find a replacement for Mr. Shue. I'm scared that if Rachel is 'teacher' for one more day, then Santana might actually kill her with her bare hands." I voiced, clearly annoyed.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I knew it was only a matter of time before Rachel tried to take over the glee club."
Mercedes chimed in, "We'll forget all about it tonight at bowling."
"I can't. Blaine asked me to hang out." Kurt shrugged nonchalantly.
My heart sank. Blaine? My own voice tighten as I asked, "Blaine? Am I officially being replaced by my brother?" I tried to make it sound like a joke, but the hurt behind the words was harder to mask.
Mercedes shot Kurt a look, clearly disappointed. "C'mon. We've had this planned since last week."
I swallowed, forcing the words out even though my thoughts were spiraling. "Please don't say you guys are going out. I already told you it would be a bad idea. Plus, if you'd break up it would make it awkward between us and you'll never want to see me ever again." The very idea of Kurt and Blaine dating terrified me.
Kurt quickly shook his head, his expression softening. "What? No. I don't want another Jesse-Rachel situation. Besides, we just hang out. It's just nice to have someone to talk to."
Mercedes raised an eyebrow. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Kurt hesitated, glancing at me before carefully choosing his words. "I mean someone like me. We can hang out Friday instead?"
I sighed, trying to push down the disappointment that was bubbling up. "Fine. Me and Mercedes will watch rom-coms and bed rot without you."
