Graceland (A GLEE Fanfiction)

Top Down, Just Chillin' By The West Side (Nationals, Part 1)

Los Angeles. Home of the stars.

That was where the New Directions bus was heading now.

Mr. Schue said that he would tell them the setlist once all the seating arrangements were settled, and they were off. 2,243.5 miles to go.

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The long bus ride to Los Angeles was dreadful to both the kids and the chaperones—along with Mr. Schue, Emma, Quinn, and Mercedes all took time out of their schedules to help the New Directions—not to mention all the pit stops that needed to be taken. After 3 days on the bus, they had finally made it. And what happened on their way to the hotel was pretty interesting...

Melissa kept texting her sister, Anna, back and forth to keep herself entertained. While waiting for her to respond, she turned on her iPod and put it on shuffle. Kitty was right next to her, and she could hear the song that was playing from her headphones.

Now, this is a story all about how

My life got flipped-turned upside down

And I'd like to take a minute

Just sit right there

I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

"Hey," Kitty said, tapping on her shoulder. "Can I listen?"

Melissa nodded and handed her an earbud. Soon enough, Kitty started rapping along with the track.

Kitty:

In west Philadelphia born and raised

On the playground was where I spent most of my days

Jake, who was sitting behind the two of them, got up and rapped with Kitty.

Jake and Kitty:

Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool

And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school

Ryder then joined Jake, standing up as well. Kitty stopped to listen to them.

Jake (with Ryder):

When a couple of guys (who were up to no good

Started making trouble in my neighborhood)

Ryder:

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She said,

Ryder pointed at Marley, who said the next part.

Marley:

"You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air"

Dylan started beatboxing, and Samantha joined the guys in the rap.

Jake, Ryder, and Samantha:

I begged and pleaded with her day after day

But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way

She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.

I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it."

First class, yo this is bad

Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.

Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?