Yes! I got her to audition!
"Okay. Let's go." I says.
"Wait now." Rachel say.
"Yeah. Now."
"Who cares? She can sway in the back mouthing the words. With all the cigarettes she has a day her voice probably sounds terrible." Quinn says.
"Shut it baby mama." Rachel says.
Wait! How did Rachel know that. Every one had there mouth open waiting to see what Quinn was going to do next.
"What did you just say?" Quinn asks.
Now I was praying for Mr. Schue to interrupt.
"Shut. It. Baby. Mama." Rachel said slowly.
"How did you find out?" Quinn takes a step toward Rachel.
"Trust me. You mad headlines. Head Cheerleader of National Champions Cheerleading squad And President Of The Celibacy Club Get Pregnant." Rachel says moving her hand while saying it.
"That's enough!" Mr. Schue finally yells. "Rachel whenever your ready."
"Don't tell me not to live,
Just sit and putter,
Life's candy and the sun's
A ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!
Don't tell me not to fly--
I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill,
It's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade!
I'll march my band out,
I'll beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir.
At least I didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it!
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection,
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion,
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye,
I gotta fly once,
I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy,
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me, love,
cause I'm a commer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!
I'm gonna live and live now,
Get what I want--I know how,
One roll for the whole show bang,
One throw, that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot, and BAM
Hey, Mister Arnstein,
Here I am!
I'll march my band out,
I will beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it.
Get ready for me, love,
'cause I'm a commer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade!"
Everyone was awe including me.
"Wow." Mr. Schue says.
"Wow." Quinn says.
"Wow." I say.
"Wow." Kurt says. "Broadway."
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RandomRachel Berry never lived the good life. Drugs, suicidal thoughts, smoking. You name it. Than she goes to McKinley and joins the Skanks. But when she mets one Finn Hudson, things change.
