Unlikely Star

The Substitute

Santana met me at my locker to walk me over to Glee Club. We were talking about her "relationship" with Puckerman. I was definitely confused as to what their relationship was; it seemed that they were both using each other, but seemed to be aware of the other one's intentions. I also knew that they were both seeing other people at the same time. As we walked into the classroom, Mr. Schue was supposed to be writing something on the board. But it seemed that he was stopped in his tracks.

I grabbed a seat towards the back next to Finn and started talking to him about the upcoming football game. He was trying to explain their tactics to beating the other team, but it was all completely flying over my head. Mr. Schue turned back around with a confused look on his face. I could see from my seat that he was extremely pale and was sweating profusely. Mercedes was the first to ask him, "Are you okay Mr. Schue? You're looking a little green."

He finally came back to reality and said, "I think I'm going to head to the nurse. But first, I feel like I should get you guys a sitter." I looked around at everyone, who also was as confused as I was. As soon as he stepped out the door, Rachel stood up and took her place at the front of the classroom. She picked up a whiteboard marker and just wrote down the word Me on it.

"Class, in Mr. Schuester's absence, I would like to go around and ask everyone what solos they would like to hear me perform at sectionals." There was a few seconds of silence until Santana shot up. She started yelling at Rachel in Spanish and looked like she was going to tackle her. We all had to grab her to hold her back. Everyone was shouting over each other; Santana shouting at Rachel, Rachel screaming out, and all of us trying to calm Santana down.

Eventually, Finn took Rachel outside and we were able to sit her back down. We all decided that we should just end rehearsal early. I made my way back outside when Becky came up to me.

"Coach Sue wants to see you in her office immediately." Becky started to walk away as thousands of thoughts ran through my head. I knew I hadn't broken any of her rules that she warned me when I joined, and I had kept to her strict diet. My mind was telling me I should just run out of the school, but my feet were still moving.

***

I knocked on Coach Sue's office, and she ushered me in. "Come on in Baby Hands." She gave me that nickname the day I met her due to the tininess of my hands.

"Have I done something wrong Coach?" I asked as I took a seat.

"Yes you have. Something that has hurt me to my core. Something that feels as if you have taken a knife and stabbed me in my ovaries. You have joined the Glee Club." I had forgotten that I hadn't told her the news yet. "I know that when I lost Q, Brittany, and Sandbags to them, I could take the loss of three of my Cheerios. But, a fourth one? And I thought you were better than this."

"I'm sorry Coach. I just wanted to do something for fun other than the Cheerios. And I just assumed you would be fine with it. The captain of your cheerleading squad is in the Club too."

"I'm not fine with it. Just knowing that one more of my Cheerios, who I highly respect, actually enjoys the presence of Mr. Will Schuester. Even when he raps?"

"Actually, I don't like that part." I responded quietly.

"Well Baby Hands, I will allow you to continue in this Club, if you make the same promise the other girls made me. You have to be my spy; look at the inside for me. Tell me all I need to know about how to take them down, or you will be kicked off the Cheerios." I gasped at her request, but realized that I wanted both of these things in my life. I quietly agreed to the request, and was dismissed from her office. As I made it into the hallway, I wondered what my "spy job" would be and the things I would have to do. I looked up to realize Sam was making his way towards me.