Titanium: a glee fic (S4)

Brittany 2.0

So I did it... I actually quit the glee club.

But I must say, this new little group I am in at the moment, it's the three of us right now, but I'm pretty sure that Bella is strongly considering joining it.  The three of us just sit and mess around with beats and songs but we sound pretty damn good.

But it does feel weird not going into the choir room everyday and being with them everyday.

Well actually they have all been practically begging me to rejoin, and by them, I mean Artie.  Yeah at first it was all of them, but my most consistent agitator is none other than Mr. Artie Abrams.

But other than that, everything is really chill, like I really like Mitch and Cas, they are some of the coolest people I think I have ever met. They are both crazy talented and really funny which makes them that much more awesome.

But anyways, back to the present, I am currently driving home... that's right people, driving. I have my own car now, which is strange, yet nice.

It's weird not going home to our house everyday, but my grandparents house is definitely much nicer.  It's my fathers parents place, they are really nice, I mean my grandma is the sweetest thing ever, and my grandpa is just a crotchety old fart, they are adorable. I have always wondered how something so sweet and innocent produced something so evil.

I pulled into the driveway and parked the car... did I mention that Mitch was me? Well he is, we had really hit it off and became fast friends. Also my grandma absolutely adores him, so she always wants him to come visit, we both walked up to the house and since the front door's unlocked and we just walked in, I saw my grandpa sitting in his normal spot watching tv with his back to us,

"Hey Papa." I said he turned his head a little, still not able to see us,

"Hey there Pres, how was school?" he asked, I shrugged, we both took off our shoes.

"Eh, it's highschool, what can you say really?" I replied as I moved my shoes out of the way,

"Oh yeah, I remember highschool," he said nodding his head, "It sucked," Mitch laughed,

"Well much hasn't changed I'm afraid," he said,

"Mitch is that you?" he asked,

"Yes Sir, Mr. Hazel," he said as the two of us rounded the couch he was sitting on so he could see us.

"It's good to see ya," my grandpa said, Mitch nodded with a slight smile, showing the dimple in his cheek,

"It's nice to see you too,"

"Now I won't keep you two," he said waving us off, "Go on up, and if you could tell your brother that he has some mail and he should come and get it." I nodded,

"Alright cool Papa, I'll let him know." I said and with that the two of us went up the stairs, when we got to the top Devon was in his room, he had left his door open a little and he was sitting doing his homework on his bed,

"Yo bro, Papa's go some mail for you downstairs," he looked up over his reading glasses,

"Did you bring it?" he asked, I raised my eyebrow.

"Do I look like your fucking mailman? Go get it yourself." he rolled his eyes and ignored me,

"Are you on your period or something, jeez." I narrowed my eyes,

"Excuse you?" I said, he scoffed rolling his eyes,

"Whatever," ... he has been saying that a lot lately and it pissed me off.