"Quinn Fabray, look me in the fucking eyes and tell me that you don't love me! Tell me that you don't love me right now so I can leave you the hell alone and never bother you ever again!"
"I...I can't."
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(Beau's Outfit)
chapter seventeen; sectionals B E A U
"Mr. Schuester, I have an announcement. I've selected the perfect moving ballad for Finn and I to sing to launch our performance at sectionals." Rachel said. "Here she goes." I heard Santana mumble.
"Me first. Two things first, our competition at sectionals are your classic stool choirs. Great voices, but they don't move. We're gonna beat them with dance." Mr. Shue started.
"Which is why I've decided to feature Brittany and Mike Chang's sweet moves in our performance." He smiled. "They're gonna dance in front of me while I sing my solo?" Rachel asked selfishly.
"You're not getting a solo for this competition, Rachel." Mr. Schue said. "Finally." Santana said. "So what song do I get to sing?" Mercedes asked.
"I was thinking that Quinn and Beau should take the leads. Santana will have a solo." He announced as Quinn and I looked at each other and smiled. She gave me a double-high five.
I'm having a duet for my first singing competition. Not too shabby. "Quinn and Beau? A...Are you trying to throw this?" Rachel asked Mr. Shue and that was enough to push Quinn.
"Stop being so damn annoying. I tried my best to tolerate you but, every single time you speak I want to punch you in the face." Quinn said harshly.
"Okay, listen, I have talked the talk about everyone in here feeling special for over a year now but frankly, I haven't walked the walk. I mean, we have got a lot of talent here, and I'm gonna highlight it." Mr. Shue smiled.
"Look, I'm all for pumping up the team, making everyone feel special, but that's for practice. You don't take the star quarterback out before the big game." Finn stated. "Yep." Rachel nodded in agreement.
"Easy to say when you're the star quarterback." Mercedes responded. "This isn't just about me, this is about the team." Finn clarified as I huffed out annoyedly.
"Do you have something to say, Beau?" Finn asked me. "Actually, I do." I responded. "Go ahead and spit it out." He replied. "You're the absolute worst person to be called a leader." I expressed.
"Mom is married to Burt yet, you couldn't even properly protect him. You allowed them assholes to shove him into lockers and harass him. I had to step up multiple times by myself." I stated rudely.
Finn stood up from his seat in stood up in front of me. "Who are you to tell me how to treat Kurt?" Finn asked coldly. I stood up from my chair and got in his face.
"The same person who whooped Dave's ass." I responded harshly. He pushed me and I pushed him back, way harder than he pushed me. We started going back and forth. "What's got into you two!" Mr. Shuester shouted as Mike and Puck pulled us apart.
