Titanium: a glee fic (S4)

Cold as ice (Dynamic Duets)

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(Swipe for Angels costume)

The next day I walked into the lunch room to see a gathering of people around the lunch counter, I walked over when I see it's the goons that I gave the very public beat down in the beginning of the school year along with some of my glee friends. I straightened my shoulders out and walked over to hear Ryder say,

"From now on, you mess with him, you mess with me."

"And me." Joe

"And me." Artie

"And me, too." Becky

"Well, Well, Well, Look who we have here, its like a stooges convention!" I said as I walked up arms crossed, smiling ear to ear, "Looking for round two boys or are your egos still bruised from the very public whipping you got last time we danced." They brushed me off trying to stay cool,

"Whatever. Better stuff to do anyway." They all walked away and I gave them the finger as they did,

"Ahhh,' I sighed, "That was fun," I looked back at the glee people, "oh sorry, yes, carry on."

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The music started in the choir room and I glared across the room at Angel, it was our turn to sing our duet, this was gunna be... Interesting.

Angel: You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love

I felt the shift in the room as they realized how real it got,

this was a showdown.

Pres: You never take advice
Someday you'll pay the price, I know
I've seen it before
It happens all the time
You're closing the door
You leave the world behind

Angel: You're digging for gold
Yet throwing away
A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll pay

Angel stalked towards me and I stood my ground,

You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love-love-love
yes you are yeah

He was uncomfortably close to me, I ducked under his arm.  I took a glance at Artie,

He did not look happy.

Pres: You want Paradise
But someday you'll pay the price
I know

I went up in the crowd on the stairs,

Angel: I've seen it before
It happens all the time

Pres: You're closing the door
You leave the world behind

Angel: You're digging for gold
Yet throwing away

Pres: A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll pay