Twenty One, Nationals I

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Madeleine has never felt happier, she walked down the hallway to Glee Club with a bright smile and her head held high, holding a firm grip on her girlfriends hand as they two entered the room to find Sue standing at the front. 

"Since Porcelain refuses to dress up like a lady, we have to up our prop game- I've ordered eighteen little people. One for each of you." 

"We already have Izzie and Maddie!" Brittany says happily and Madeleine turns dramatically to her blonde best friend, Santana giggling at the appalled look spread across her face. 

"What does that mean?" She asks confused. 

"Well you two are little, and you are people!" Brittany says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"Woah, woah. I am not little, I'm tall for my age- she" Isabel points at her sister. "Is just short." 

"Wow, thanks Iz." Maddie says sarcastically. 

"Sue I think we've taken the props a little far, let's just get choreographing 'Dashboard' Maddie, have you finished it?" Schue asks the blonde. 

"Yep, it's great if I do say so myself." Madeleine says crossing her arms. 

Santana descritely turns with a wide smile to Mike and Tom who were sitting behind the couple, they shared a smile with Santana and admired how confident Maddie has gotten when it comes to her dance. 

Before Madeleine could start to teach, she gasps at the sight of Puck walking in dressed in a blonde wig and dress, Madeleine buries her head into Santana shoulder as she belly laughs. 

"Please only address me as my stage-name, Lola." He says. 

"Enough! I am done with all this props madness, all we are doing for the next three hours is having Maddie teach us the choreo for Dashboard. Puck- go change." 

"Ah let him stay in it! I'm the teacher for the next three hours after all." Madeleine sasses her teacher and he can't even find it in him to scold her, this is the happiest he has seen his student in two years so he was prepared to let it slide. 

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"Gotta say Noah, you truly gave me a good laugh." Maddie says as the two grab their books. 

Before they know it, Puck is surrounded by jocks, they were too focused on attempting to insult him that they didn't notice the blonde who had their backs to them as she slightly smirked. 

"You trying to pick a fight? Cause there is three of you- and then there is me and Mads over here so you're gonna want another three to make it fair." Puck starts. 

Madeleine turns around with a smile as she slams her locker shut loudly and leans up against the lockers staring the jocks down. 

"Face it Puckerman, you aren't going anywhere after school. In two months, you'll be hanging out around Seven Eleven buying my little brother and her little sister beer." 

"Leave my sister out of this." Maddie spits, moving to stand beside Puck as he throws a punch at the mullet guy. 

Madeleine pushes him off Noah who storms off angrily, Madeleine sighs but brushes it off and bounces off to find her girlfriend. 

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Madeleine groans as she feels her body heating up again, five minutes before she was freezing cold and had Santana and Thomas wrap her up in blankets and now she was aggressively throwing them off herself. Santana jumped up off the side of her bed and rushed to find a cool towel to place on her girlfriends forehead. 

Madeleine once again groans as Schue storms into the room. 

"What's going on? How bad is it?" He asks. 

Sue takes Santana's spot on the edge of the bed as she moved the girls blonde hair out of her sweating face to check her temperature which had reached 101.2. 

"Temp is 101.2, given the fact that Mads is complaining about an upset stomach it's either Amazonian dengue fever or the N1N1 super virus." Sue says seriously. 

"Or I have food poisoning." Maddie speaks up in a sarcastic tone. 

"We all wanted burritos for lunch and Mads recommended this specific Chipotle because of the the seniora salsation." Santana explained as she reached the bed and wrapped her arms around her sick girlfriend. 

"With blondie down for the count we are entering the Hunger Games of show choir without one of our strongest voices and if I'm being blunt- which I will, our best dancer. We need a plan." 

"You guys are just gonna have to perform without me, you know my choreo so just do it well." Mads speaks up. 

"What about the Troubletones, we can't do it without you." Santana says clearly upset. 

"Quinn and Tina can fill in, trust me I don't want to miss this more than any of you guys but we can't fall apart." Madeleine says massaging her throbbing head. 

"You haven't worked this hard just to not get to perform Madeleine." Thomas says fiercely at his sister. 

"Amen to that, Maddie Parks you will be up dancing fabulously in no time." Sue says standing up abruptly. 

"I am putting you on a vitamin B-12 drip, we are flushing your system with Pedialyte and I'm gonna fill that bathtub with ice to get your body temp back down to normal. Isabel, you will be my assisting nurse." Sue orders. 

Isabel jumps up happily as Madeleine groans, worry filling her eyes as she stares at Santana. 

"Don't let her kill me." She whimpers. 

Santana simply laughs and softly kisses the top of her head before following the club out to practice. 

"Do we have to? I mean we can just pretend none of that shit worked and I'll just watch from afar." Maddie suggests laying back down again. 

"Stop trying to back away from your problems just because you are worried. I may be very open about my hatred for the Glee Club but the moment I saw you join, and watch as everything possibly horrid and traumatic happened to you, the one positive hope I had was to be able to watch you make it to nationals and win. So I am going to do everything in my power to get you right back up there." 

"Are you sure this is all legal?" Madeleine says watching Sue whip out all sorts of medicine. 

"How did you get that through security?" Isabel speaks up. 

"I have my ways." 

Thoughts??
I know its a quick one but will Maddie be up and ready for Nationals... or will yet another thing go wrong in her life? 

Ellie x

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