ETHEREAL - glee!

one. zero three

SEASON ONE | EPISODE THREE

the glee club, including the new four cheerios, where practising mr shues' unoriginal choreography, something delilah was more than happy to do. she danced in the cheerios in front of hundreds of people and when she still did dance competitions, she and brittany where on the same dance team, she's always danced. she didn't know if it was the fact that she was good at it or that the choreography was crap, but she was getting bored.

"five, six, seven, eight. step and step. step and step. and turn it around. down and up. and hit, hit down hit," mr schue said as finn flanced around like a fish out of water and rachel looked bored, like delilah and brittany.

"can we stop, please?" rachel asked. "slushie girl has a problem," lilah whispered to quinn, the closest cheerio to her, this sounded like an insult but delilah thought she was just stating a fact. rachel got hit in the face with a slushie, she was the slushie girl and she stopped everyone meaning there was an issue.

"you don't have to ask me every time for permission to go to the bathroom, rachel. You can just go," mr schue said. "it's not my bladder, it's the choreography," she told mr schue. "okay, what's wrong with the choreography?" he asked. "it sucks," she responded.

delilah thought back to when they were in the hallway and she, well not exactly she, spoke to rachel. linking pinkies, the four approached the brunette.

"it sucks," quinn told the brunette, with a small smile. rachel looked confused as to why the cheerios where willingly talking to her - she didn't know it had the glee club's worst interests at heart. "it's completely unoriginal," santana said, talking about the choreography. rachel looked around, assuming the worst from the foursome.

"are you guys going to get shunned for talking to me?" she asked. "slushie girl, i don't want noah to throw a slushie in my face," delilah stuttered, nervously. "don't worry,sweetie, he won't," santana replies, squeezing the girls hand and planting a small kiss on the side of her cheek. just like a good friend would of. rachel looked at the exchange between the two, only to be greeted with quinn's 'don't mention it' stare. she knew what was going on between the pair, but she wouldn't dare mention it.

"sweetie, we're a team now, but you've got to do something about mr. shue's dance routines," quinn told the brunette, this being the reason they were in the situation they were in, telling mr schue how crap his choreography was.

"we can't compete with vocal adrenaline with these steps, you're a great vocal coach, mr. schue, but you're not a trained choreographer, that's what we need to be the best," rachel said. "we need dakota stanley," rachel said.

dakota stanely was a broadway understudy and one of the best show choir choreographer, they told rachel berry about this in the hallway: "he's the best show choir choreographer in the midwest, he works with vocal adrenaline," q had told rachel. "you can't take regionals without him, he was the understudy to the candelabra in beauty and the beast on broadway," santana explained. delilah remembered when they watch beauty and the beast at her house, santana and her belting the songs as they danced around her house.

"just because he understudied doesn't mean he ever performed," mr schue said, not really liking the idea of someone else, and probably slightly bitter about them insulting his choreography. "did you ever perform, mr. schuester? after high school, did you even try?" quinn said back, and he just look dumbfound- not knowing what to say.

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