𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

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It was the day that Rachel and Lexie had their diva off. I honestly didn't even care at this point. I just wanted Lexie to win. Anything would have been better than Rachel. "Are you sure about this, Lexie?" Finn had asked her when she got into the choir room. Lexie just stared at him. "Afraid I'm gonna beat Rachel, Hudson?" I stared at her for a minute.

"Woah, woah, woah. Don't throw around that name like it's a curse word. It's my last name too....unfortunately." Rachel walked in...and oh my god, she was dressed like a librarian. "Rachel, what on god's good earth are you wearing?" She looked at me. "Good actresses come in costume and are prepared."

I leaned down to Finn. "Finn, your girlfriend is dressed like a librarian." He nodded as he looked at her. "She is...but she isn't my girlfriend." That took me back for a second. "She isn't your girlfriend?" He shook his head. "You're in love with Lexie." He didn't respond. "Awe. My big brother's in love. That is so sweet. I wonder what that feels like."

He shushed me and the diva off began. Lexie and Rachel sang Defying Gravity from Wicked. It was pretty iconic, not gonna lie. Rachel tried extra hard to get people to choose her. Lexie barely even tried and still sounded like an angel.

At the end, everyone clapped and Rachel, of course, thought she was better. "I think we all know who the obvious winner is." I smiled, but what came out of his mouth was a mistake. "Rachel. You have won the part of Janet."

"Uh uh, no way." I jumped over Finn and went right for him. While I was mid air, Finn grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. "Finn, put me down." He didn't even bother. "Finn Hudson. Put. Me. The hell. Down." That was when he let me down. It was when you used the words the hell when people actually started listening.

"Lexie was better, Mr. Shue. You can't just pick Rachel because she's your favorite."

He looked around for a minute. "You're right, A.J. It was wrong of me to do that. Lexie, very obviously won the part. I'm sorry Rachel." She looked back to me. "This is your fault." I smirked. "I know. I'm a bitch, Rachel Berry. Don't cross me."

She stormed to the back of the room and we all began rehearsal. Of course, the rehearsals with Frank'N'Furter and Creature were pretty awkward. At least they were for me. I mean, it was pretty obvious I was in love with Sam at this point. And if people didn't know it, then well...they were idiots.

Rehearsals weren't that long. People sang a lot of the songs that we needed to and then it was time to go home and that was where all hell broke loose.

I was already tired from the long day I was having and nobody was helping. When I got home, my mom and Finn had practically packed up the whole house. "What's going on?"

"Burt asked us to move in with them. There are boxes in your room, can you start packing?"

I scoffed. "Just pack my whole life away? Yeah, I can do that. I can just leave everything behind. It's not like anything matters anymore. I'm just gonna go pack my entire life up. I'll be back." I heard my mom sigh, "Amelia!"

I walked down to my room and just began throwing things into the boxes. "What the hell was that?" I turned. "What do you mean? I'm just packing up everything I've ever known. It wasn't anything."

"Don't do this."

"Don't do what? Be angry that my entire life is changing? Yeah, I'll try not to."

"Don't be a bitch, A.J."

"I'm allowed to be one." I set one thing into the boxes and just stopped. "Dad wouldn't want this." He scoffed. "Dad would want her to be happy." I continued setting things into the boxes. "It's been 15 years since he died, and I couldn't even talk then, but he wouldn't want us to be unhappy. He would want us to be happy. But I'm just the younger sister what do I know. My happiness doesn't start for another three years. Or better yet, it'll start now if I grow a penis."

"Don't be a bitch, Amelia."

That hurt the most. "You never just call me Amelia. It's always Amelia Jane. I get it now. I understand. I'm...um...I'm gonna go to Lexie's house. Scarlett is staying there and...um...it'll be nice to talk to someone else about this."

I pushed past him and walked down the hall. "A.J!" I didn't stop. I just kept going. I cried the entire walk there. It was terrible. Finn was my best friend. He kept me sane. He kept me down to earth. Now he was telling me that I was wrong for having feelings. That's messed up.

When I got to Lexie's house, I knocked on the door. Santana opened it...for some odd reason. "Is Lexie home?" She nodded and ushered me in. "Yeah, she's upstairs. Come on."

"Lex, someone is here to see you." Santana called into her room. Scarlett opened the door and I just broke down. "He called me Amelia." I told her. She grabbed me and just pulled me into a hug. "I'm confused, isn't that her name?" Santana whispered from behind me. "If Finn calls her Amelia, that means he's really angry at her." Scarlett took me into the room and shut the door behind her.

"Why'd he call you Amelia?" She asked me as I sat down on the bed. "Because I don't wanna move in with Burt. And he told me that I was wrong for it. And that my dad would be happy for us. But he would want all of us to be happy. Not just two of them."

"A.J...I have to agree with Finn...I mean, your dad would be happy for you." I felt my heart sink. "Seriously?" She nodded. Scarlett sighed. "I...do too. A.J, he wouldn't want you to be moping around forever."

"I get it. I'm gonna call Sam. And I'm gonna go to his house because apparently, nobody here likes me."

I got up and left the room. I dialed the number on my phone and walked out the house. "Hi Sam.."

"Are you okay? You never call me."

"Can I stay with you for a while? I got into a big fight with my mom and um...I need a place to stay for a while. I'm good with kids, I know you have younger siblings."

He left the phone in his room for a minute before coming back to the phone. "My parents are cool with it." I smiled on the other side of the phone. "Thanks..I'll be there soon." He laughed lightly on the phone and then hung up. I walked a little faster, trying to get there before it got dark.

When I got there, I knocked on the door and his mom let me in. She showed me where the room was and where everything else was before leading me down to the living room, where Sam's younger siblings were playing.

"Are you good with kids?"

"Is the sun yellow?'

We both laughed for a minute. "Thank you, Sam. I needed this." He nodded. "My mom said you could stay here as long as you want." I nodded. "I won't be a problem, I promise." He laughed it off and for a moment there, I felt the real A.J come out. The dorky A.J. The A.J I liked to be.