The Other Anderson| Glee

A Katy or a Gaga

Ryder was playing the drums in the choir room. Sam was moving the glockenspiel, Artie and Blaine were talking by the piano. Jake was riding his electric scooter. Blaire and Ash were making out in the corner of the room, Blaire straddling him. The other girls were all joking around.

"Do you have to do that?" Blaine asked Blaire. Blaire and Ash pulled away and Blaire sat on the chair beside her fiancé.

"You're jealous my fiancé is here and that I can make out with him where as yours is in New York." Blaire said to her brother. He stuck his tongue out at her and Blaire did the same.

"Alright, big weekend, guys." Mr Schue said as he entered the room."Come on, gather round. I have here in my hand——drumroll please—— a secret list of the show choirs that we will be in competition with at Nationals in six weeks. Okay, let's see what we've got. We got the Rust-Belters from Pittsburgh, the Thunder Showcats from Gainesville and finally, from Fort Wayne, Throat Explosion."

"NO! WHY GOD?!" Tina yelled dramatically. Everyone stared at her and Artie covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing. Ash did the same.

"Uh, what? Throat Explosion?" Jake asked." That's a joke, right?

"Anything but." Blaire said.

"They're the new supergroup the Showchoir Underground's been buzzing about." Blaine added." Their budgets for costume, makeup, hair alone are astronomical. You guys have read that Malcolm Gladwell book Outliers, right?"

"So, Gladwell says you can't possibly master anything unless you've spent 10,000 hours practising it." Blaire explained as no one answered.

"So, students can't even join Throat Explosion without proving they've logged in 10,000 hours of show choir rehearsal." Blaine added.

"They don't even go to class." Blaire said.

"They just perform, every minute of every day." Blaine said.

"They live their art." Blaire said.

"They know no boundaries." Blaine said.

"They're constantly pushing the envelope, living and performing on the edge. Like they're mini Lady Gagas." The twins finished explaining at the same time.

"So creepy." Artie muttered. He hated it when the twins did anything in sync.

"We're so screwed—— they're not like vocal adrenaline, who were unfeeling Borg robots." Tina said." They're totally outsiders and misfits, which used to be our niche. We can't compete with Throat Explosion anymore at that level because we lost our biggest Gaga when Kurt graduated last year! Look around, we're a room full of like, Katy Perry's now."

"Oh you best check your spectrum, Queen T, because orange is the new black and Unique is the new Gaga." Unique said.

"Well, not Marley—— she's a Katy Perry. So is Sam. So is Blaire. So is Blaine." Tina said.

"I'm a Katy Perry and I'm proud of it." Blaine said.

"He's a huge Katy Perry fan if you haven't guessed." Blaire chuckled.

"Uh, the truth is, Tina, we're a potent mix of Katy Perry's and Lady Gagas in here." Mr Schue said." But it's not a liability—— it's the way we're gonna best Throat Explosion. Some of us in here are, you know, ambi-edge."

"Ambi-edge?" Artie asked." You just made that up."

"Uh,some of us are more, you know, wholesome, innocent, romantic, all-American-girl-and-boy-next-door types." Mr Schue continued." Uh, who in here would describe themselves as a Gaga?"