Save a Dance For Me. (Sequel to Love Suicide, a Ryder Lynn Love Story)

Another One Bites the Dust.

  "Finn Hudson."

Finn turned around and his face changed into a look of annoyance. "Jessie St. James."

"It's been a while dough boy, how's my girl Rachel?" Jessie asked, crossing his arms and trying to square up to Finn, who still had at least a foot on him.

"She's great, back at NYADA, back with me." Finn growled, stepping closer to Jessie.

"Calm yourself, I'm not here for you. I'm coaching Throat Explosion." Kitty fainted. Throat Explosion was already the team to beat, they didn't need any help. "I'm also here to talk to Rachel Berry/Mercedes Jones/Quinn Fabrey Jr. over here."

Jessie fixed his eyes on me and I scrunched my nose is disgust. "What do you want?'

"When you're done with high school, think of the big leagues, and when you're thinking of the big leagues you'll be thinking about me." Jessie flicked out a card and shoved it in my hands, "The next time we see each other, I'll probably be holding a very large very heavy trophy in my hands. Just a heads up."

The he cackled, patted Finn's shoulder and pranced off.

I looked down at the card.

Jessie St. James.
Relax, you're dreams have come true.
677-546-2262

"Can I burn that?" Finn asked, pointing to the little rectangle. I held it out to him with two fingers.

"You can roll it up and smoke it for all I care."

"And now Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage from Lima Ohio, the New Directions!"

I squeezed Finn's shoulder, and fluffed my , then made my way out onto the stage sitting down at the piano.

[Scarlet:]
Live in my house, I'll be your shelter

Just pay me back
With one thousand kisses
Be my lover and I'll cover you, yeah

Open your door, I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage, to lay at your feet
But sweet kisses, I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you, Oh woah

I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you are my love
One life, all my life

I've longed to discover
(Oooooo)
Something as true as this is, Yeah
(Oooooo)

[Bianca:]
(So with a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you)

[Scarlet:]
If you're cold and you're lonely

[Bianca:]
(With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you)

[Scarlet:]
You've got one nickel only

(With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you)
When you're worn out and tired
(With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you)
When your heart has expired

[All:]

(Oh lover, I'll cover you,)
Oh Lover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh lover, I'll cover you
(525600 minutes)
(525000 seasons of... Love)

[Scarlet:]
I'll cover you, oh

"We're doing another one bites the dust." I announced, in the huddle. While everyone was moving into positions, forget the other routine. "We have to show Throat Explosion they aren't top shit." Everyone nodded, moving away from the huddle and into their places for another one bites the dust.