Infuriated

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The next day the glee club has been thinking about Regionals, which is tonight. Rachel wrote 'only child' and it wasn't that good, to be honest. Santana wrote 'trouty mouth', according to Sam. It's hurting though and I'm glad Mr. Schuester told her it's not going to happen. I agreed with Rachel and Quinn's idea. I've been writing two songs that I think are perfect for the glee club, but I haven't shown it to them yet. I open my notebook and write further. I just have to stay and face my mistakes. But if I get stronger and wiser, I'll get through this. What can you do when your good isn't good enough, and all that you touch tumbles down?

,,What are you writing?" I startle from Quinn who nudges me.

,,A song. I thought about Rachel's idea and I thought I would give it a try but I'm not sure if it's good enough for us to perform."

,,Let me see." I give her my notebook and she starts reading the first sentences.

,,I'm not sure the original songs you guys have written are material for Regionals. If we want to defeat Vocal Adrenaline and the Warblers, we have to have amazing songs." Mr. Schue says, but I'm more focused on Quinn reading my lyrics for my song.

,,Beca." Quinn says and hands me back my notebook. ,,This is a great song so far." She tells me and I smile.

,,It's probably not regional material." I say and put it away in my backpack.

,,Has anybody written a song?" Mr. Schue looks around the classroom but everyone keeps quiet. ,,Oh come on, guys. We need to have songs before 4 PM. The judges want to know which songs we're going to perform, otherwise, we can't compete."

,,I have written a song." Puck says.

,,Really?"

,,Yeah. I wrote it for Lauren." Oh no, not again! I can see Mr. Schue doesn't want hurtful songs anymore but doesn't hold him back. Puck gets up and grabs a guitar. ,,I know that when I sang 'fat bottom girls' it might have hurt her feelings a little bit."

,,A little bit?!" Quinn and I say at the same time.

,,It's not funny to sing a song that's hurtful for another person, Puckerman." Says Quinn.

,,Hey, I remember getting you to cry with a song I wrote for our daughter."

,,What song?" Sam is the only one that dares to ask that question. ,,And wait." He points at Quinn and then at Puck. ,,You two were a couple?"

,,No, we weren't. I got knocked up by Puck after a drunken night."

,,Puck probably still has that performance on his phone." Mercedes says.

,,No, I don't." But I do. Nobody knows this, but I record every performance here. I'm not sure if that's the right thing to do, but I just love the performances. Puck, Rachel, Quinn, Santana... they're so talented and especially Rachel. I hope I can record an album with her someday.

,,But I do." I tell Sam and grab my phone.

,,Why did you record that performance?" Quinn whispers.

,,Because I like every performance here. I want to watch them when I lay in bed."

,,Let me see!" Sam says and I look up the performance of 'Beth' from Puck. I don't have to search long though, because I recognize the setting. I press play and everyone sits around me to watch.