Angie Abrams is the older sister of Artie Abrams, but she isn't your typical run of the mill high schooler. Angie feels like an outcast, and is looking to find a good change when her brother convinces her to audition for McKinley High's glee club.
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Ownership of Glee: FOX, Ryan Murphy, Ian Brennan, Brad Falchuk
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"This can't be happening." Tina states.
Artie nods. "Yeah, this does seem like a terrible idea."
Will sighs. "Guys! It's not up for discussion, okay?" He says.
The New Directions kids are all sitting in the chairs, some of them with their arms crossed, clearly in disagreement with Will's decision about Sue sitting in on their rehersals. "Now it's no secret that Coach Sylvester has taken her licks."
Santana shakes her head. "I mean... just wanky..."
Sue looks over at Santana.
"And I believe that she could use a little sympathy from us." Will says.
Mercedes looks appalled. "Sympathy? From us? Nuh uh."
Quinn nods. "Yeah, all she's ever done is make our lives miserable."
Santana agrees. "She got exactly what she deserved."
Sue looks over at Santana. "You're lucky I left my blow-gun at home Air-bags cause I got a clear shot at your nonnies."
Santana looks from Sue to Will in disbelief.
Will is exasperated. "Guys...! Coach Sylvester has had her recent setbacks but she is a proven champion. We could do worse than to have that winning record in our midst."
"Let me break it down for you. I am no longer a threat to you people, alright. I'm just hoping that your singing and dancing around will pull me out of my doldrums and give me a reason to live... Is that too much to ask?" Sue says.
"Guys, it's settled. Sue's going to be with us for the week. Now, I received a envelope in the mail today."
Will picks up a letter that was sitting on the piano behind him.
Angie nods. "Yes you did."
Several students make approval comments.
Will continues. "I know that we're facing Kurt and the Warblers at Regionals."
Sue sighs. "Sweet Porcelain..."
Will looks at the information. "And it looks like this year, we face Aural Intensity again."
Mercedes sighs. "They cleaned our clock last year."
Will nods. "It seems that the governing board has assigned a theme to this year's Regionals and part of our score will be based on how we interpret it. This year's theme: anthem. Now who can tell us who what an anthem is?"
Rachel raises her hand.
Brittany pipes up. "It's the bottom of an ant's pants."
Will smiles. "... So close, so close. No, an anthem is an epic song... Filled with a-a ground-swell of emotion, that seems bigger than itself – even bigger than the person performing it."
