Average Day in Glee {Parody}

An Average Day In Glee

This is probably the worst story I've every written, but it was really fun! Enjoy my Glee parody, "An Average Day in Glee"!

"So this week is going to be about..." Mr. Schue started, writing on the white board, "Parodies!"

"Parodies?" Rachel called out from the front row, clearly annoyed (as per usual). "Show choir is not a joke, Mr. Schuester. And how am I supposed to sing a parody song while crying? That's my thing!"

"Oh, shut up, Man Hands," Santana interrupted, rolling her eyes. "Don't you have better things to do than have a bitch fit every time you don't get your Céline Dion song?"

"I've only sang Céline once!"

"Whatever. And seriously, it's been like, a month since you and Finn last broke up and got back together. What's up with that?"

Quinn sat up straight in her chair, now interested in the conversation. "Yeah! My storyline is totally boring since I had that baby, and it was kind of built off of my constant craving for popularity and acceptance which could only be fulfilled by dating Finn. Give him up, Rachel, he's mine!"

"Quinn, this is Season 3. You have a new love interest now," Santana said to her, obviously.

"Oh yeah. Right."

"Come on, guys. We're off topic," Mr. Schuester tried, even though he could never control his class and was only still there because of a mid-life crisis. "Kurt and Blaine, do you want to start us off?"

"Of course," Kurt announced, standing up from his seat and dragging Blaine behind him to the front. "Now, we would have sang another Katy Perry song, but since this week's theme doesn't really relate to her...we're still going to sing a Katy Perry song! Hit it, Brad!"

Brad, somehow knowing exactly what song the boys wanted to sing without conversing with them once in 3 whole seasons, started playing the piano.

The New Directions watched Kurt and Blaine perform intently. Sam noticed a total of three shoulder shimmies, two finger wags, and a disappointing number of zero hip twirlings. Meanwhile, Artie nodded to the beat and waved his arm around as (what he thought was) his signature dance move.

"Great job, boys!" Mr. Schue yelled, clapping loudly while Kurt and Blaine moved back to their seats.

"They didn't even follow the assignment!" Tina pointed out.

"Shut up, Tina!" Everyone screamed, (even Mr. Schue) making her sit back and cross her arms over her chest. For the rest of the period, she plotted out all of their murders in her head.

"I know, I just say that every time someone sings. Now, Mercedes, show us what you've got!"

"Sorry, Mr. Schue. You know me: getting the big solos once every season that totally blow everyone away and then continue being underrated. Even the author of the story didn't remember me enough to put me in her cover. Anyways, l ready used my solo up, remember? Gloria Estefan?"

"Right. Sue? Are you in for a musical number?"

"Not today, William," Sue said, peeking through the door at just the right second. "I was your friend last week, but this week, I'm back to hating you. Expect squirrel feces in your salad today. See you around."

"Bye, Sue."

"Mr. Schuester?" A voice called from the back of the room. Everyone turned around, then looked to each other with confused faces. "Is it okay if I dance to a song?"

"Who are you?" Sugar asked. None of them had ever seen him before.

"Mike Chang...I've been here this whole time."

"Oh! I recognize your arm from one of the camera shots.Well sorry, Mike, you're more of a background character. Maybe you can dance with Brittany behind someone singing a solo. Because you don't have an interesting storyline," Mr. Schue said, shrugging.

"I understand."

"Okay. Good. And also, Mike, you've said three times the number of lines than in the average episode. Chill out."

Just then, the bell rang, and all of the New Directions started to leave the room.

"Hold up!" They froze at the door. "I haven't even said 'Dude' once today!"

"Come on, Noah! Finn and I have something to do!" Rachel whined, while slowly shuffling closer into the hallway.

"Wanky!"

"Fine...Dude." They filed out of the choir room, ending the glee session. The same thing would happen tomorrow, and the next day, and the next one.

It was just an average day in the life of Glee.

I wrote this for both your amusement and mine! I hope I made you laugh at least once!

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Bye, everyone!