Sophomore Year [glee fanfic, Finn Hudson]

Dream On

Another boring Tuesday Morning in glee. Sure I had a great time last week with the singing hobbit Rachel Berry silenced but now her stupidly loud voice is more annoying than ever. Mr Shue walked into the the choir room with a fairly attractive guy around his age behind him.
"Okay, guys, listen up. This is Mr. Ryan. He's a member of the school board, and he would like to say a few words." He said as he began to sat down and stopped half way to his chair. "I-I just want you guys to listen critically and know that what he's saying is just one of many opinions." He added and then parked himself into his desk chair.

Without even introducing himself Mr Ryan began his talk. "Take out a piece of paper. And on that paper, I want you to write down your biggest dream. A dream that means so much, you're afraid to admit it even to yourself. " He said as I ripped out a sheet of paper from my notebook and stared at it blankly. Everyone around me was busy writing something down but I didn't know what to put. Before I could even think of something he grabbed mine and Artie's pieces of paper only to crumple them up and throw them into the trash.

"Your dream is never going to happen." He said as he walked back into the centre of the room. "Ninety one percent of you will spend your entire lives living in Allen County, Ohio. So unless you wrote down that your dream was to "work for a mid-market health insurance provider" or "find an entry level job in an elderly care facility," you're going to be very disappointed."

"This is really depressing." Mercedes sighed.

"I'm going to guess that a lot of your dreams involve "showbiz." Well, let me tell you. Showbiz dreams are the most unrealistic of them all." He said very strongly and I could just smell the jealousy off of him, he obviously didn't get his attain his own dreams and now he's taking it out on us. What a tool.

"But... that's what I want to do with my life." Tina stated.

"Oh, look, I'm not trying to hurt your feelings, I'm just trying to spare you disappointment." He replied condescendingly. 

"I think we get your point." Mr Shue fought for us as he stood up from his chair.

"Aw, well, Schuester here's a prime example." Mr Ryan began another point as he gestured to our teacher. "He used to have that glimmer of hope in his eyes that I can see right now in all of yours. But he couldn't make it happen for himself, so he now has to try and convince you all that it will happen for you. Guess what? His dream didn't work out. And neither will yours."

As soon as he ended his sentence I heard a loud sob begin to happen and I looked over my shoulder to see Tina crying in her seat.

"Okay, you're done here." Mr Shue said as he took a step towards Mr Ryan.

"You would be wise to show me some respect." He threatened back.

"You've said your piece. Now get out."

"Well, Schuester, I should thank you. You've made my decision about which program to cut a lot easier." Mr Ryan said as the bell rang. I stood and walked out the room quickly - embarrassed at the fact that I don't have a dream or even an aspiration in life.

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I walked into the library and took a seat at one of the tables that sat amoungst the shelves of books. I pulled out my english notebook from my bag; ready to begin my essay on Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream". I put my hand in my bag to try and find my copy of the play but I couldn't find it. I sighed and stood up from my seat, I walked over to the correct shelf to try and find a copy of the book.

"S...s....s..s" I mumbled as I read the spines of the books trying to find the one I was looking for. "Ah" I found it on the top shelf but I struggled to try and grab it. I know I am tall but I was standing on the tip of my toes attempting to lift this book off of the shelf. Before I knew it someone, from behind me, had grabbed the book.