"All I'm saying is... Try out for a club other than your art club." Harry insisted, pulling up with the car in front of the school, but making sure not to unlock the door just yet so Piper could just slip away. "I mean, I love that you do that and you're so talented. But you haven't made any friends in that club yet, so try out for something a bit more... Team oriented. Maybe the drama club or something."
"Dad..."
"Promise me, Pips... One club. Give one club the chance. And if until spring break you don't like it, you can quit."
Piper sighed then, knowing she had no way out of this conversation but to agree. So, groaning rather dramatically, she sent her dad a look.
"Fine." She relented. "One club. Just know that, if I die, that's on you."
Harry laughed then, unlocking the doors, finally.
"You'll be actually a good fit in the drama club, drama queen."
"Whatever. Bye, dad!" Piper called as she climbed out of the car.
"Bye, bunny. Have a good day." He called back. "And remember... One club!"
Set in season 1
Disclaimer: Some of the dialogue aren't mine and most of the characters aren't either.
"The people want to know about Quinn Fabray since no one heard of her for weeks and the internet says you're our best bet for any type of information." Jacob said and Emily could swear she felt her heart break a bit at the mention of her best friend with whom she hadn't had any type of contact for the last three weeks - and not for lack of trying on her part either. "So, Emily Marshall, where is Quinn Fabray?"
"Beats me." She answered shortly, before picking up the books she'd be needing for her classes that morning and closing her locker with a loud bang. "If you manage to make some actual decent investigation for your stupid blog and find out, please, let me know."
Set in season 3
Disclaimer: Some of the dialogues aren't mine and most of the characters aren't either