The Spanish Teacher

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Light filled my senses as my eyes fluttered open, I squinted at the blinded light as all my feeling in my body slowly came back to me. My eyes began to adjust and I stared at the pure white ceiling, as I heard voices speaking around me. I groaned accidently when I tried to move as the familiar face of my brother came into view. "Oh, thank God you're awake!" He exclaimed as I heard someone get up and exit the room. "How are you feeling?" He asked as the nurse and my dad came through the door, the nurse helped me up into a sitting position before checking on my vitals as I looked at Kurt and Dad.

"I feel tired... what happened?" I replied as I held my head in my hand, all I remember was crying alone and then everything went black.

"You passed out. Mr. Schue found you in an empty classroom. He then ran all the way to the auditorium where we and the Warblers were. We were all terrified when he told us, the ambulance came and bought you here. You've been out for a week" Kurt informed making me sigh before I looked at the nurse.

"How are the twins?" I asked making her avert her eyes towards me as she carried on checking on everything.

"They're fine, we did x-rays and they show that nothing is wrong with them" She replied making me nod.

"Thank you" I muttered before my step-mother and Finn walked into the room. "Hey" I greeted softly as they sat down on my left side.

"I'm so glad you're okay. Everyone's been worrying about you" Carole commented before I noticed her looking to the side of me, I followed her gaze and my eyes collided on a vase full of red roses. "I guess you got the flowers, Sebastian wanted to give you" She exclaimed making me look at her full of surprise.

"Why.... would Sebastian give me flowers? He doesn't care about me" I spoke speechless before looking at Kurt.

"Sebastian visited you while you were unconscious, none of us spoke but I could tell he was... panicking" Kurt stated making me nod, he... still cares. I sighed as I layed my head back against the pillow.

"I cant wait to get out of here" I muttered making them laugh, causing me to join in...

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"All right, guys! Let me ask you something. Where do you think you'll be in the year 2030?" Mr. Schue asked making me groan.

"Broadway" Rachel and Kurt spoke before I watched them look at each other, "Twinsies!" They squealed making me gag.

"Walking" Artie spoke making me look at him sceptically.

"In jail, or dead. Or both" Puck commented making me roll my eyes.

"In my current situation, I'd probably say happily married and.... looking after my kids" I responded making Will notice my presence.

"I'm pleased to see you're awake and well" Will stated making me nod, "Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you're gonna need to be able to speak Spanish. The reality is, by 2030 more people on this planet will be speaking Spanish than any other language. The world is changing. Our culture is changing. And that needs to be reflected in here. So for our next assignment, we're only doing songs written or performed by someone Latin, or of Latin descent. Or English songs performed bilingually" He exclaimed making me sigh.

"Ooh, I'm bilingual" Brittney muttered causing me to groan.

"Uh, Mr. Schue, though I love that we're finally getting all Lima Sound Machine in here, why now?" Santana asked making me nod agreeing making Will sigh.

"Santana, because it's long overdue. The truth is, I love all things Latin. I mean, I love Latin food, Latin art, Latin people—"

"You don't know any Latin people" Santana interrupted before someone knocked on the door of the choir room. He seemed oddly.... familiar.

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