Drunk In Love

Paris's POV

Hi. My name is Paris William Schuester. Yes, I'm a daughter of one and only Mr. Schuester who direct the glee club in William McKinley High School.

I'm not his biological daughter. I was adopted. I know when my dad divorced his ex-wife, Terri Del-Monico because she faked pregnant. Mr. Schuester raised me since I was two weeks old. He just married to Terri then they took me home from the hospital.

Although I know I'm not his biological daughter, only adoptive one. But he never treat me different. Even he told me to forget about this thing because no matter what I'm his daughter. Yeah I might not know my real parents but I got the best one here.

I lived with him. In an apartment, in Lima. And I'm totally fine with that. I'm a sophomore in William McKinley High School and I also join the glee club. I really want to be in the cheerios but coach Sylvester is one of the mortal enemies with my dad so I never want to upset him.

"Hello Little Sweet Butt Chin." Coach Sue walks passed me and smirks at me.

"Good afternoon, coach." I put my book inside my bag and shut my locker.

I start walk down in the hallways and turn my way to the choir room. I dont have any boyfriend. I even never kiss a guy or fall in love with them. No, my dad never prohibit me to have a boyfriend but it's just I havent find the right one. Especially all the glee guys are taken.

"Hey sweet pea, you're earlier." Dad smiles at me while he's arranging the music sheet on the top of piano.

"Dad, dont call me that here. Coach Sue called me little sweet butt chin couple minutes ago." I roll my eyes.

"She did that? Ugh just dont listen to her." Dad simply said.

The others finally walk in. I'm just sitting down in the front row and cross my legs. Everyone in this room even in this school knows that I'm Mr. Schuester's daughter. But I nevermind with that.

At school, dad treats me like any other student. No differences. But at home, I'm his daughter and that special. Besides just because I'm his daughter, I got all the solo in this glee club. The fact, I'm not.

I like being in glee club because I want to. I love to sing and maybe this is come from my dad. I can play guitar because he taught me. And I secretly love dance. That's why I want to join the cheerios but I cant.

No one know that I love dance. Only me and myself. I used to dance inside my room when my parents arent around so no one can see me but yeah I love that.

"Alright, guys this is Alcohol Awareness Week. Principal Figgins want us to perform a song about the dangerous of drinking in school assembly." Dad says to us.

"Mr. Schue, I think there is no song about the dangerous of drinking." Rachel frowns.

"We can do Ke$ha. She's become popular this week." Brittany simply said.

"Your assignment to find the right song to sing in school assembly." Dad says to us.

I turn my face at the others and they're start chattering each other. I just raise my eyebrows and thinking. Is there really a song about the dangerous of drinking? I guess none.

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I'm preparing the dinner and place the plates in the minibar table. This is my daily job at home especially since my parents are divorced. So dad took the job to clean the house and I made dinner and breakfast every day.

"Dad, dinner's ready!" I shout.

Dad walks into the kitchen and sitting down on the minibar table. "You didnt eat?"

"I have a big lunch at school today. Mercedes and I bought too much tots." I grin at him.

"I see. You know that you can always go to your mom's house if you want." Dad says to me while chewing his food.

"Are you chasing me out?" I frown at him.

"No, honey. I mean, you can have your bonding time with her. Or doing the custody." Dad says.

"I though you got the full custody of me, dad." I said to him.

"I did. I'm just trying to make it fair." Dad says to me.

"Actually she called me this morning." I simply said.

"And what she said?"

"She asked are you already have a girlfriend or not." I raise my eyebrows.

Dad suddenly get choked. I take a glass of drink and give it to him as he drink that. "Terri said that? I mean, she asked that to her daughter? She thinks she can use you to be a spy? No." Dad frowns.

"Well, I didnt know how to answer her question so I just said that I dont know and that's not my problem." I simply said.

"That will be one of your problem but not now. I'm not in love with anyone. And when I have one, I must be already tell you. I never hide anything from you right?" Dad says to me.

"Yes, right." I nodded. "But what about the toaster that you bought for Ms. Pillsburry?" I grin at him.

"It's only, you know. Housewarming gift for her and her husband. Dont be a gossip girl." Dad simply said.

"I'm not being a gossip girl. I was just asking, dad." I said to him.

"I know that, sweet pea. I didnt lie to you." Dad chuckles. "My question is, does my little girl already have a boy in her life now?"

"Dad, please." I roll my eyes.

"Why? You're sixteenth." Dad simply said.

"And you're fourty. It's just too soon. By the way, can you please go to the supermarket for me tomorrow before you go home from work?"

"Yes. What do you need?" Dad asks me.

"Bread, milk, dont forget my cereals, some fruits, some vegetables, three packs of chicken nugget and sausage, also juice. Oh grind meat and chicken." I said to him.

"Noted in my mind. Do you need some little girl things?"

"No, I can buy it myself. I remember the last time I told you to buy me pads, and you bough panty liner." I simply said.

"I saw the ad in the tv and I though no differences. Okay, you can sleep if you're tired, I will clean up the dishes and I'm still have to grade some paper." Dad says to me.

"Alright, good night, dad."

"Good night, sweet pea." Dad smiles at me.

I smile back at him and walk away from the kitchen then turn my way to my bedroom. I open my bedroom door and get into my room.

My room not really big. It's quiet enough for me. At least I got my own bed, study table, computer, wardrobe, and enough light from the window. This is the place where I usually secretly have dance rehearsal.

This is the place where I usually secretly have dance rehearsal

I pull the blanket and lay my body in my bed. I turn off the lamp and get the night light from my window. I love this. Living in the five floor in an apartment building isnt that bad. I love it.

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"So are you going?" Mercedes asks me as we both taking our food to our food tray.

"To?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Rachel's party this Saturday. It's gonna be fun." Mercedes grins at me.

"I'm not sure my dad will let me." I shrug.

"Oh come on, we'll rehearse for the school assembly and I'm pretty sure, Mr. Schue will let you." Mercedes says to me.

"Alright, I'll try to tell him." I nodded and smile at her.

"I actually kinda curious, what is he looks like at home." Mercedes simply said.

"I guess that I told you everything." I giggle and sit down on the glee club table with the rest.

Yeah Mercedes is like my bestfriend here. Since we both are single girl in glee club and we spend a lot of time to hangin out together. Even though she is a junior, we have a lot of things in common. And that's fine.

"I miss these tots already." Mercedes grins at me.

"You just ate them yesterday." I giggle.

"Hey girls." Tina smiles at us and bring her food tray with Mike sit down next to him.

"Oh hi." Mercedes simply said and chewing her food.

I just chuckle and shake my head then start eating my food. I turn my face and I just realize that Mike have his eyes on me. I turn my face a bit and he suddenly turn his face away.

I can say that he is cute and I love to dance because of him actually but the rumour said that him and Tina are dating and I lose my chance. I guess that I wont have any boyfriend in my high school year.

"You guys will come to Rachel's party right?" Tina asks us.

"Yeah we will." Mercedes nodded.

"I'm not sure but I'll try to convience my dad that it's a safe party." I said to them.

"You're not an elementary kid." Mike chuckles.

"I know but I have to do that so he will let me go." I giggle.

"I can see that." Mike smiles at me and nodded.

I just smile back at him then turn my face to my food. I hope that my dad will let me. Since he must be know that I wont do a stupid thing there especially this is Alcohol Awareness Week.

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I'm sitting down on the sofa in living room and watching tv alone. My dad isnt home yet and I bet he went to the supermarket first to buy the things that I asked him.

"Hey, I'm home, sweet pea."

I turn my face and my dad walks in and hanging his coat then place his car key in the key box.

"Dad, do you buy the things I asked you?" I stand up from my seat and turn off the tv then walk to the kitchen.

"Yes, sweety." Dad take a beer from the freezer and drink that.

I just take the grocery bags and put the things inside the freezer and the cupboard. "Dad, can I go to Rachel's party tomorrow?"

"Ugh sure." Dad nodded.

"That was easier than I though." I mumbled.

"You just going to have sleepover with her and maybe Mercedes right?" Dad raises his eyebrows at me.

"Umm no." I shake my head.

"I-I dont get it." Dad frowns at me.

"There will be the other boys. Rachel's dads went out and she has to house herself so she invited us over to come and maybe we can have rehearsal for our number for the school assembly." I said to him.

"This is Alcohol Awareness Week, Paris." Dad simply said.

"Dad, you know Rachel and I are alike. I mean, I wont do stupid things like that. I know my line." I said to him.

"Okay, I trust you. Just dont break the rules. You know your line. You can go." Dad smiles at me and kisses my forehead then walk away.

"Thank you, dad." I smile back at him.

I turn my face and go back to unpack these things from the grocery bags. Finally I can go to Rachel's party tomorrow and asking a permission from my dad way so much easier than I though.

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Rachel's Party

I'm sitting down on the stage next to Mercedes in Rachel's basement and looking at Santana and Sam who cant stop making out on the sofa.

"So tell me how come your dad let you go?" Mercedes asks me.

"I told him that I'm having sleepover with you and Rachel." I giggle. "Kurt!" I called Kurt and wave my hand.

"Hey, you girls." Kurt grins at us.

"Brittany! Remember the rules. No sitting on anything. Okay. Okay, everybody. Cheers!" Rachel grins at us.

"This party is suck." Lauren Zizes whisper at Mercedes and I.

Mercedes and I just look at each other and raise our eyebrows. She might actually right. This party is kinda sucks with a lot of rules.

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I hold in my hand a glass of wine cooler. I guess I'm drunk right now but not really drunk. Puck can insisted Rachel to open his dads's liquor cabinet and he did and we all get drunk, I guess.

"Do you know how much I want to talk to you?" Mike suddenly standing in front of me while holding a glass.

"Me?" I chuckle and sip my glass.

"Come on, let's dance with me." Mike chuckles and takes my hand then bring me to stage.

We both are dancing as the music begin so loud. Is he drunk or something? And asked me to dance with him? This is crazy.

"Wait, arent you date Tina?" I ask him.

"Because we both are Asians and always be together? Haha no." Mike chuckles.

"Seriously?" I chuckle and raise my eyebrows.

"Yes, I like you." Mike smirks at me.

I cant help it and laugh out loud. I guess this guy is really drunk. I'm only half-drunk so I guess I kinda know what drunk people looks like.

"Let's play spin the bottle!" Rachel suddenly yelled.

We are cheering then sit down on the ground and make circle. I'm sitting down next to Sam and Lauren as Rachel place a board and an empty bottle in the middle of us.

"Let's play it! Start from you!" Rachel points at me.

"Okay." I chuckle and spin the bottle.

I can see that everyone here are really drunk except maybe for Finn, Kurt, and I. We are like half-drunk. I'm afraid if my dad find out I get drunk in Rachel's party.

The bottle keep spinning around until it stops in Mike. I raise my eyebrows and laugh out loud then shake my head this is not gonna be happening.

"Make out! Make out!" Santana yelled.

Mike half-stand from his seat then he come over to me. I guess nobody knows that this is gonna be my first kiss to kiss a guy.

I half-stand from my seat and push my face closer to him as everyone start yelling and telling us to make out. Mike cups my cheek then his lips grabs my lips and he kisses me slowly.

This is taste really good and different. I just can cup his cheek back and kiss him back. This is my first kiss. And I have that in a drunk party. But it taste really awesome.

Mike and I pull our lips away and we both looking at each other then he smiles at me. "I'm not drunk." Mike whisper at me.

I just chuckle and shake my head and go back to my seat. I turn my face at him and he is still smiling at me and looking at me. I'm just smiling shyly at him then turn my face away.

"My turn!" Sam shouts.

Sam start spinning the bottle then the bottle landed on Brittany and everyone start laughing out loud. "You know what? A reminder I owns that guppy mouth. Those trouty Aerosmith lips belong to me, so..." Santana says to us.

Sam and Brittany start kissing each other and seems like they both cant stop and want to continue having a make out until Santana stops them.

"You know what this is not? Hey, honeys. It's not a Big Red commercial. No me gusta." Santana stops them.

"Whoo! Party! It's my turn! It's my turn! Oh!" Rachel yelled happily and start spinning the bottle and it landed on Blaine.

"This is outstanding!" Kurt yelled.

"Blaine Warbler, I'm gonna rock your world." Rachel points at Blaine and they both start kissing each other.

"Yeah! Deep! Deep! More! More! More! More!"

Everyone start yelling for them as they cant stop kissing each other. "Okay, I think we've had enough of that." Kurt stops them.

"I think I just found a new duet partner!" Rachel yelled happily.

Everyone start laughing especially for those who get drunk. I chuckle and turn my face away until my eyes meet Mike's eyes and he smiles at me. I guess he really drunk right now.

Blaine:

You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar, when I met you...

I picked you out, I shook you up, and turned you around, turned you into someone new

Now five years later on, you've got the world at your feet

Success has been so easy for you,

But don't forget it's me who put you where you are now,

And I can put you back down too

Don't, don't you want me?

You know I can't believe it

When I hear that you won't see me

Don't, don't you want me?

You know I don't believe it

When you say that you don't need me

Blaine with Rachel:

It's much too late to find

You think you've changed your mind

You'd better change it back, or we will both be sorry

Don't you want me, baby?

Don't you want me, ohh

Don't you want me, baby?

Don't you want me, ohh

Rachel:

I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar

That much is true,

But even then I knew I'd find a much better place

Either with or without you

The five years we have had have been such good times

I still love you,

But now I think it's time I lived my life on my own

I guess it's just what I must do

Blaine:

Don't, (Rachel: Don't,) don't you want me? (Rachel: don't you want me?)

Blaine:

You know I can't believe it

Blaine and Rachel:

When I hear that you won't see me.

Don't, (Rachel: Don't,)

Blaine (Rachel):

Don't you want me? (don't you want me?)

You know I don't believe you

Blaine with Rachel

When you say that you don't need me.

It's much too late to find.

When you think you've changed your mind,

You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry

Don't you want me, baby?

Don't you want me, ohh

Don't you want me, baby?

Don't you want me, ohh

Don't you want me, baby?

Don't you want me, ohh

Don't you want me, baby? (Rachel:Baby!)

Don't you want me, oh

Don't you want me, baby? (Blaine:Baby!)

Don't you want me, oh!

Don't you want me, baby? (Blaine: O-oh!)

Don't you want me, oh

Don't you want me, baby?

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"Paris! Honey, it's already 8am. You said that you wanna work out with me this morning." Dad shouts.

I open my eyes slowly and rub my eyes then go back continue close my eyes and cover up my face with pillow. I'm so sleepy because of the party last night.

"Hey?" Dad suddenly open my bedroom door and get in. "This is not daddy's daughter who always wake up earlier than me. Come on, I'll make you egg."

"Dad, I'm so sleepy." I groan.

Dad sit down on the edge of my bed and place his hand on my forehead. "Your body little bit burning up, you're sick?"

"I guess I just got flu because of the cold diet coke last night." I said to him.

"Okay, I'll make breakfast for you. Get up now." Dad rubs my hair and walk out from my room.

I rise and groan then sit down on my bed. Suddenly my phone is vibrating. I take my phone from my table and read the text that I got. I gasped when I realized that Mike texted me.

From: Mike Chang

That kissed last night tasted awesome. I hope it wouldnt be our last kiss because I'm looking forward to something more ;)

I shake my head and laugh out loud while reading his text. I stand up from my seat and walk out from my room then walk to the kitchen while my dad is cooking something.

I just sit down on the minibar table and drink my milk. I know I feel something different in me. Is this what some people called fall in love? I dont know. Maybe.

I'm standing in front of my locker and exchange my book to my locker from my bag. Then I put a little chapstick on my lips and shut my locker. I shocked when I see Mike is standing next to my locker and grins at me.

"Are you still drunk?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"How many times I have to tell you that I'm not drunk." Mike chuckles.

"I dont believe you. Everyone there was drunk even up until now. I mean, I saw they used sunglasses to hide their sloopy eyes." I said to him and shut my locker.

"And you're not drunk?" Mike asks me.

"No. I drank a half bottle of wine coolers. My dad is going to kill me if he know I got drunk." I chuckle.

"I told my mom I had flu and she made me traditional tea, and made me slept all day long." Mike chuckle as we both walk together in the hallways.

"My dad actually though the same because I woke up late." I chuckle.

"Paris, I actually have favor to ask you." Mike turn his face at me.

"What?" I raise my eyebrows.

"I need a dance partner and I guess you can be great." Mike says to me.

I shake my head and frown at him. "I cant dance, Mike. You asked the wrong person."

"You can. I've seen you." Mike holds my sleeves and make me stop my way.

"No, I cant do that." I shake my head. "I though you were really like me but I was wrong." I half-smiled at him and walk away.

"Paris, please!" Mike shouts.

I didnt turn around and keep walking in the hallways. I guess I'm so desperate in love. All my friends have boyfriend and I'm not. Even that night in Rachel's party was the first time for me to kiss a guy.

And I though Mike was really like me but I was wrong. He just want me to be his dance partner and I have no idea how come he can find out that I can dance. This is insane.

Mike's POV

"No, I cant do that." Paris shook her head. "I though you were really like me but I was wrong." She half-smiled at me and walk away.

"Paris, please!" I shout.

She didnt turn around and keep walking in the hallways. Why she doesnt wanna listen to me for once? I've seen her and she was really good and I wish she could be my dance partner or something more maybe.

I guess she hid it. I guess Mr. Schue didnt even know about this. And I guess I know the only one who can persuade her. The one and only her father, Mr. Schue. Yeah I will talk to Mr. Schue about this.

I hold my ransel and start walk in the hallways. I keep walking then turn my way and walk to Mr. Schue's office. I see him in his office so I decided to knock the door.

"Mr. Schue? Can I talk to you for second?" I knock his office door.

"Sure, Mike. Have a seat." Mr. Schue nodded and points to the seat in front of his desk.

I walk enter his office and sit down in front of him. I dont know how to start this but I have to tell this for his daughter future.

"What happened?" Mr. Schue asks me.

"It's-it's about Paris." I said to him.

"Paris, my daughter?" Mr. Schue frowns at me.

"I need a dance partner and I think that Paris could be the one." I said to Mr. Schue.

Mr. Schue chuckles and shakes his head. "I never see her dance like you and Brittany usually did."

"No, Mr. Schue, she is talented. I've seen her. I ever see her dance in McKinley dance studio and she was really great. Here, I even recorded that." I said to him and show him my phone.

Mr. Schue takes my phone and look at the video I showed him. "She never tell me that she loves to dance. Even at home, she never dance like this. I mean, this is really beautiful." Mr. Schue says to me and give me my phone back.

"See? She is great right? I want her to be my dance partner for regionals, maybe people already boring seeing me and Britt. But since there is no any other guy who can be dance lead, so I'm in and I want to be with her." I said to Mr. Schue.

"Mike, you can just ask her for that." Mr. Schue says to me.

"I did but she doesnt wanna listen to me. I hope you can convience her for this. She is like our big secret weapon to win regionals, Mr. Schue."

"Yeah. I will talk to her. But I dont wanna force her if she doesnt want to okay." Mr. Schue nodded.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Schue." I smile at him and stand up from my seat.

"You're welcome." Mr. Schue smiles back at me and nodded.

I walk out from Mr. Schue's office and walk in the hallways. I hope that Mr. Schue can convience Paris for this. She doesnt need to hide her talent like that.

"Where have you been?" Tina stops my way.

"Mr. Schue's office." I simply said.

"For what?" Tina raises her eyebrows. "You tell him that you got crush on her daughter?" Tina chuckles.

"Tina, not that." I shake my head.

"Mike, I know you. You've been strange since that party in Rachel's house. She is beautiful and smart and you did good. Get closer to her dad to get the daughter. Good luck with that." Tina smirks at me and walk away.

I roll my eyes and standing in the hallways. I was drunk that night. Even though I have to admit that I kinda like Paris since I saw her dancing in the dance studio but I guess she hates me now about what I just did.

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Paris's POV

Today is the school assembly and some of us are still drunk for example Rachel, Santana, Brittany and Quinn. Meanwhile the rest are not really sober but also not really drunk and I guess I'm the only one sober right now. I hope that our performance will be success.

"Quiet, please. Quiet, please, children. I would like to wish you and yours a healthy and happy Alcohol Awareness Week. Unfortunately, Kitty Dukakis could not be here because of disinterest.nBut Lima Police Chief Lawrence Krowley is here to show you a grisly slide show of auto accidents. Take it away, Chief." Principal Figgins says from the microphone.

"You guys, I'm really nervous. Ke$ha's been a cultural icon for weeks, and I really want to do her music justice." Brittany says to us.

"We haven't had enough rehearsal." Sam says to us.

"Or any at all." Mercedes added.

"And most of our assembly performances usually end in some kind of riot." Finn simply said.

"Never fear, teammates. It's a Broadway tradition for nervous performers to take a shot of whiskey before going on to calm their nerves and to mask the stench of bad dental hygiene. In that tradition, I have mixed us a playful showbiz cocktail of what was left in my dads' liquor cabinet. There's some brandy and vermouth and port wine and scotch in here. Also a little bit of Kool-Aid and some crumbled-up Oreos." Rachel says to them and give them drink one by one.

"Oh, my God. This tastes like cough syrup." Santana frowns.

"There's also cough syrup." Rachel nodded.

"Cheers. To Ke$ha." Brittany says as they drink that drink.

I just frown and walk to my standing place. That drink smells really makes me wanna vomit actually.

"Thank you, Chief. And now, performing the hit single "Tik" and also "Tok" by m rapper Ke-dollar-sign-ha the New Directions." Principal Figgins says as the curtain lift up and we are ready to sing.

Wake up in the morning,

Feelin' like P. Diddy (Artie: Hey, what up, girl?)

Grab my glasses,

I'm out the door,

I'm gonna hit this city (Artie: Let's go!)

Before I leave,

Brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack

'Cause when I leave for the night,

I ain't coming back

Brittany (with New Directions):

I'm talking pedicure on our (toes, toes)

Tryin' on all our (clothes, clothes)

Boys blowing up our (phones, phones)

Drop-topping, playing our favorite (CD's)

Pulling up to the (parties)

Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Brittany with New Directions:

Don't stop, make it pop

DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, I'mma fight

'Til we see the sunlight

Tik, tok, on the clock

But the party don't stop, no

Brittany (New Directions):

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Brittany with New Directions:

Don't stop, make it pop

DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, I'mma fight

'Til we see the sunlight

Tik, tok, on the clock

But the party don't stop, no

Brittany (New Directions):

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Brittany:

Ain't got a care in world,

But got plenty of beer

Ain't got no money in my pocket,

But I'm already here!

And now the dudes are lining up

'Cause they hear we got swagger

But we kick 'em to the curb

Unless they look like Mick Jagger

Brittany (with New Directions):

I'm talking about everybody getting (crunk, crunk)

Boys trying to touch my (junk, junk)

Gonna smack him if he getting too (drunk, drunk)

(Now, now) we goin' til they kick us (out, out)

Or the police shut us (down, down)

Police shut us (down, down)

(Po-po shut us down...)

Brittany with New Directions:

Don't stop, make it pop

DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, I'mma fight

'Til we see the sunlight

Tik, tok, on the clock

But the party don't stop, no

Brittany (New Directions):

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Brittany with New Directions:

Don't stop, make it pop

DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, I'mma fight

'Til we see the sunlight

Tik, tok, on the clock

But the party don't stop, no

Brittany (New Directions):

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Brittany:

You build me up

You break me down

My heart, it pounds

Yeah, you got me

Brittany with New Directions:

With my hands up

You got me now

You got that sound

Yeah, you got me (Mercedes: Oh, oh, ohh)

Brittany with New Directions (with Mercedes):

You build me up

(You break me down)

My heart, it pounds

Yeah, you got me (Mercedes: Oh, oh, ohh)

With my hands up

(Put your hands up)

(Put your hands up!) (New Directions:Nah, nah, nah)

Brittany:

Now the party don't start 'til I walk in

Brittany with New Directions (with Mercedes):

(Don't stop)

Make it pop

DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, I'mma fight

Til we see the sunlight

(Tik, tok, on the clock) (Mercedes:Ohh)

But the party don't stop, no

Brittany (New Directions):

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

Oh, woah, who, oh (Ooh!)

We havent finish our performance but Brittany suddenly vomit and she vomitted on Rachel's face like literally, her face. Then Santana is the second one who vomitted on the stage. This is such an embarassing moment.

"Everybody, drink responsibly." Brittany says to the others.

Finn pulls the curtain and lift the curtain down. I dont know what going to say. Either Principal Figgins will storm out to us or to dad. Then dad will storm out to us because some of us are drunk in school.

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I'm just sitting down in the living room and reading a book. I dont have any guts to face my dad because I know he will storm out. Either about the school assembly or he found out that I went to a party where everyone is drunk.

"I have to grade some paper and I hope you dont mind if I sit here next to you." Dad smiles at me and sit down next to me and place the paper on the table in front of us.

"Dad?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Hmmm?"

"You didnt mad at me?"

"For what?" Dad frowns at me.

"Okay I told you the truth. That night, when Rachel held party everyone went drunk. And I drank, but it's even not a half bottle of wine cooler and I swear I didnt drunk. Please dont mad at me. Please. I know you already found out since how Brittany and Santana got drunk during school assembly so does the others. I know you wouldnt let me go there if I told you the truth. I'm sorry, dad." I half-smiled at him and let my head down.

"I knew that without you tell me. But thank you once again for being honest with me. That was actually my bad. How am I supposed to mad at you because you got drunk when I usually drink a beer in front of you and that night. That stupid night when I got home late with Shannon and got drunk." Dad frowns at me.

"Those beer are non alcohol beer, dad." I chuckle. "Oh come on, you are fourty and you're in legal way for everything and I'm not, okay. I cant even get a license to drive." I giggle.

"You will get one when you are senior. Just wait okay. I will buy you a car when you can get your license." Dad smiles at me.

"It's up to you." I smile back at him.

"And actually I have something to ask." Dad says to me.

"What is that?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Since when you love to dance? You never tell me that." Dad raises his eyebrows at me.

"Who told you about that? Is that Chang?" I frown.

"Honey, you were so great. And why you hid it from me? I mean, I feel like I didnt know you. I was surprised when Mike showed me how you dance. You didnt take any lesson, you do it yourself." Dad says to me.

"I was afraid. I though it will be embarassing. So I just dance in my room or in dance studio in McKinley when no one else's around. I actually wanted to tell you since I entered high school. But you took over glee club and you worked hard to hide 60$ from mom and you have more argue with her then those baby drama. So I kept it because I dont wanna make you upset. Then I tried to join the cheerios, but coach Sue rejected me when she found out my last name and called me 'Little Butt Chin' ever since. I'm sorry, dad." I half-smiled at him.

"Come here." Dad spread his arms. I hug him and lean my head on his chest as he is hugging me and rubbing my hair. "Dont ever hide anything from me okay. I feel like I didnt know you when you hide those thing from me. You wont make me upset, but you will make me proud of you. I will talk to principal Figgins that every kids has the same right to join the club they want even glee club or cheerios."

"Dont. I will feel like my teacher defending me all the time." I shake my head.

"No. I will come as your father. I will talk to principal Figgins about that and get your dream comes true. I'm so proud of you, sweet pea." Dad kisses my head and smiles at me.

"You are the best father in the world, dad." I smile back at him.

"I know that. It wrote in a letter with a tie gift you gave me for father's day. And I'm so lucky and grateful to have you in my life. When you were baby, I cant wait to see you grow up but now when you grow up, I want you back to be my baby girl." Dad chuckles.

"But dad, you cant ask principal Figgins to let me join the cheerios now." I said to him.

"Why?" Dad frowns.

"Because the cheerios is gone. You forgot that? You even the one who told me that coach Sue now become the coach for Aural Intensity." I grin at him.

"Oh yes. I forgot." Dad laughs. "Thank you for reminding me. I got a lot of things in my mind." Dad chuckles.

"That's old people's problem." I laugh.

"Like you never forget anything. Go to sleep now, you still have school tomorrow." Dad says to me.

"No, I want to stay here with you." I shake my head.

"Paris, it's already late. Come on." Dad frowns at me.

"Dad, I'm always wondering, why you gave me name Paris? Because you love France?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Paris is one of the most beautiful city in the world. It's warm, lovely, and friendly and I guess everyone in this world dreaming so they can get there. And I gave you name Paris because I want you to be a beautiful girl, warm, lovely, friendly, and everyone around you loves you. That's it." Dad says to me.

"Next time, I wanna request a name before I born." I chuckle.

"Haha go to sleep now, come on." Dad chuckles.

"Okay, good night, daddy cool."

"Good night, sweet pea." Dad smiles at me and kisses my forehead.

I close my book and stand up from my seat. If tomorrow Mercedes gonna ask me again, what is it Mr. Schuester like at home, I will be proudly say that he is the best father in the world. I'm so lucky to have him in my life.

But Mike really told my dad about that? I mean just because he wants me to be his dance partner so he is like someone who want to do everything to get me. I was so over confidence when I though he likes me but the fact he wasnt.

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"Heads up, McKinley. Coach Sylvester's gonna shout at ya." Becky says from the speaker.

I'm just sitting down in the homeroom as the teacher stop teaching and listen to the speaker. This is gonna be another shout in the morning I guess.

"Students, colleagues Indeed, all who understand the Queen's English. We all still quake in terror at what we witnessed yesterday at the assembly by a Glee Club spiraling out of control. My nose is still filled with the acrid stench of teen vomit. And there is simply but one person to blame the alcoholic teen-vomit fetishist Will Schuester the director of that club. Two days ago, I received a drunk-dial in the middle of the night - from a horny Will Schuester. Open your ears, McKinley High and behold the awful price of alcoholism." Coach Sue says from the speaker.

I raise my eyebrows and turn my face to the speaker. I got that two days ago dad was drunk. He went home with coach Beiste but he told me he was fine.

"Hey there, sexy lady. There's something I really, really want to say to you. I love how you eat your lunch with your little plastic gloves and they crinkle and make the cutest sound I've ever heard in my llfe. Why don't you pick up some wine coolers and come over here? And it'll be just one night of us just getting crazy. Let's just get crazy! Just get really crazy and roll around in the hay. I was just in some hay earlier tonight. Hey, and I rode a bull, and I was thinking of you."

I gasped while listening to record of my dad's drunk voice in the speaker. I cover my face with my hands because the teacher suddenly turns her face at me. God, how can dad do that?

"Will Schuester you've just been publicly humiliated. And on the road to recovery, it's the very first step." Coach Sue says from the speaker then turn off the speaker.

Everyone in the homeroom start talking each other. Oh God. This is not humiliated my dad but also me. Everyone in this school know who I'm. I'm Paris Schuester, a daughter of Will Schuester.

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I'm standing in front of my locker and put my book inside my locker. I shut my locker and turn around until Mike suddenly standing in front of me.

"I'm sorry about yesterday. I shouldnt force you like that. I'm really sorry." Mike half-smiled at me.

"No. Thank you for making me being honest with my dad." I said to him.

"So, do you want to be my dance partner?" Mike smiles at me.

"I'll think about that." I giggle.

"Guys, principal Figgins called us." Puck suddenly interupts us and walk away.

Mike and I just look at each other then shrug. I hold my ransel in my back and turn around. I guess that I'm gonna get suspended because of what happened during school assembly.

We both keep walking in the hallways then turn our way to Principal Figgins's office as the rest already there include my dad.

"We're probably gonna get suspended." Puck simply said.

"I think you'll definitely get suspended. You'll probably all get suspended." Dad says to them.

"Oh, you're one to talk. How about you crack a Four Loko, Count Boozy von Drunk-a-ton?" Santana glares at dad.

"William, Glee Club. I have one word for you." Principal Figgins suddenly walks in. "Congratulations. Those special effects at the assembly really paid off! I had no idea what brilliant musical-comedy performers you all have become. The kids at this school are scared straight. Today is the first day in a month without a single act of public drunkenness at McKinley High! And as a thank you here are coupons for half-off frozen yogurt. Yum." Principal Figgins grins at us and give us frozen yogurt coupon.

I chuckle and hold that frozen yogurt coupon. I though that principal Figgins gonna punish the rest of us but I was wrong.

"Achievement! Achievement!" Principal Figgins grins at us.

We just grin at him then walk out from Principal Figgins office then turn our way to thenchoir room. Well, I guess my dad will storm out.

"I'm torn. Part of me never wants to drink again because it made me so sick. But if it weren't for drinking, the assembly would have been a disaster." Brittany says to us.

"I, for one, am never drinking again.

Being thrown up on- it just does something to a person." Rachel simply said.

"All right, guys. While I'm happy things worked out with the assembly I never want to see you guys pull anything like that again. Drinking while performing is unprofessional. Drinking while at school is just stupid and, most importantly any of you guys drinking at all is illegal." Dad says to us.

"There's a fair amount of the pot calling the kettle black right now." Quinn simply said.

"I couldn't agree more, which is why I'm gonna stop drinking. Not even a beer at the end of the night to take the edge off." Dad says to us.

"But if you don't drink, what will you have to live for?" Santana asks.

"I have plenty in my life without beer." Dad simply said.

"Like what exactly?" Mercedes asks.

"The point is I'm gonna stop. And I hope you guys do too." Dad simply said.

"Isn't that kind of unrealistic?" Tina frowns.

"Yeah. Honestly, I think it is. Which is why I'm only gonna ask you to do it until after nationals. Consider yourselves like prize fighters getting ready for a big heavyweight bout. Now, these are pledge forms, and I want you guys to sign them." Dad says and give us form.

"And what if we fall off the wagon again?" Puck asks us.

"Look in the top corner of your form. That's my cell phone number. Part of your pledge is that if you do slip up no matter where you are or what time of the night it is I want you to call me to drive you home. We got lucky this time that the only consequences of your drinking was some ill-timed vomiting. None of us wants to see any of you guys get hurt." Dad smiles at us.

"Cool beans, Mr. Schue. I'll sign this." Santana nodded.

"Me too. Alcohol has done nothing for my songwriting." Rachel nodded as agree.

"What about after we win nationals?" Finn asks.

"I'm buying the sparkling cider." Dad smiles at us.

We are cheering and smiling happily. Well I can use this frozen yogurt coupun to buy frozen yogurt after school and I'll never ever drink again or maybe for some reason like...

I turn my face and Mike smiles at me. I smile back at him shyly then turn my face to the form I hold. I got drunk and I guess I found a new love in my life.

Regionals is one week away and we will face the regionals but have no idea about the song list. I asked my dad and he said that he prefer to use original song for our regionals.

"Paris, what are you doing after school?" Artie suddenly blocks my way.

"We were about to rehearsal for our dance number." Mike suddenly interupts us.

"We..." I frown at Mike. "What's wrong, Artie?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Nothing, just wondering that we can have our Chemistry project together." Artie simply said and wheel away.

I turn my face at Mike and he just grins at me. I roll my eyes and walk away. "Paris, Paris, stop." Mike blocks my way.

"What else? I havent say yes to be your dance partner and why you force me like that?" I raise my eyebrows.

"I didnt force you. I was just thinking that maybe we could start rehearse for our dance number." Mike says to me. "And I have another thing to ask."

"What is that?" I turn my face at him and start walking in the hallways.

"I need someone to help me to teach dance for homeless kids." Mike says to me.

"Sure, I'll be happy to help." I nodded and smile at him.

Mike just smiles back at me as we both walk down in the hallways. I guess I like him since that day we drunk in Rachel's party and he is my first kiss and that tastes amazing. Despite of all his drunk texts.

"They will be happy to see you." Mike smiles back at me.

"I'm wondering, why do you want me to be your dance partner?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Because Brittany is dating Artie and I think people already can predict about my dance break with Britt. You are like our secret weapon." Mike says to me.

"Yeah." I nodded.

I though he was really like me. But the fact that he only want me to be his dance partner. No more than that. I was too over confidence since this is my first time at it.

We both keep walking in the hallways then we turn our way to the choir room. We walk enter the choir room then I sit in the middle row and he suddenly sit down next to me.

At least if he doesnt like me just keep the gap between us. I mean, by having him around me making me feel over confidence and think that he likes me.

"Guys, I've got some bad news. You know how we decided on "Sing" by My Chemical Romance for Regionals. Well, I hold in my hand a cease and desist letter from the band. We can't do it." Dad walks in and hold a paper.

"Ugh, it was the perfect anthem." Puck simply said.

"How much do you wanna bet Coach Sylvester had something to do with this?" Mercedes asks.

"One step ahead of you." Dad simply said.

"So, what are we gonna do now?" Mercedes shrugs.

"I think...we should write original songs for Regionals." Rachel simply said.

"All those in favor of voting Rachel down a second time?" Santana raises her hand.

"No, I think Rachel's right. This team works best when we push ourselves and do something a little different." Quinn suddenly said.

"Well, that's true but if all the other teams are doing amazing songs. We're not gonna be so good." Mercedes says.

"You're right, we're not gonna be as good. We're gonna be better. We won't be using other peoples' words or music. It'll be our own. Our own heart, soul, not just our voices. We have a really talented songwriter in our midst. Rachel? I was thinking maybe you and I could write a song together." Quinn says then turn her face at Rachel.

I raise my eyebrows then frown. I know that there is must be something behind this blonde evil. Quinn is such a hypocrite.

"I'm with Quinn and Rachel. I mean, if these two can agree on something it's probably an idea worth considering." Finn says to us.

"W-wait, wait. So, suddenly you two are writing the music for Regionals? No way. I think that everyone should get a chance to write a song." Santana protest.

"Santana's right, we can do this." Sam simply said.

"What do you think Mr. Schue?" Mercedes asks dad.

"I think we're doing original song for Regionals." Dad smiles at us. "Alright, your assignment write a song for regionals and we will kick butt at regionals with our original songs and dance lead from Mike Chang and Paris." Dad points at Mike and me.

"No! I though we already made a deal that I wont..." I shake my head.

"You were great. You can be our secret weapon." Mike says to me.

"Those your friend's choice, not mine okay." Dad simply said to me.

"Alright." I let out a sigh.

"Yeay there you go girl." Mercedes chuckles at me.

I giggle and smile at her. This is crazy. I never want to be in the spotlight but I guess from now on I'll be in the spotlight and this is making me nervous.

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"First thing to do. Basic foxtrot." Mike says as he is standing in front of the mirror.

"Okay, I got to be honest here. I didnt go to dance school so I dont know those kind of dance moves." I said to Mike.

"I'll teach you." Mike chuckles.

"Okay great." I simply said and lay down on the ground and streching out.

Mike suddenly sitting down in front of me and pulls my hands to streching out together. "How could you hide your talent from your dad?" Mike frowns at me.

"I dont wanna tell him. I mean, last year was a pretty rough year for him so I dont wanna upset him." I said to him.

"But he knew that now." Mike simply said.

"Yeah and I'm totally fine with that." I nodded.

We both still stretching out with pull each other's hands. Mike pulls my hand really hard and I tried to control my balance but my body lift up and I fell down on top of him and we start looking at each other.

I can feel that my heart beats so fast right now. He is really cute and I still remember the way he kissed me during that party which I assumed that he was totally drunk.

"I'm-I'm-I'm sorry." I said nervously and leave his body then stand up.

"That was fine." Mike simply said.

"Okay start rehearsal." I said to him and press the tape as the music start begin.

We both start dancing together having our modern combined with slow dance. Sometimes Mike takes my hand and make me dance with him and looking at him as he's still smiling at me.

"You're beautiful." Mike smiles at me.

I just can smiles shyly at him then turn my face away as we both are still dancing together. Ugh calm down, Paris. I know I like him but he doesnt like me at all. I kniw that.

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I'm sitting down on the sofa near the window in living room and holding a book. I dont know why I cant get Mike out of my mind and I guess I really like him besides he's really cute and nice.

"Got ya!" Dad chuckles and sit down in front of me. "You cant stop smiling since you went home."

"That night sky is beautiful. I think we can move to higher floor." I chuckle.

"Okay night sky then what else?" Dad smirks at me.

"I dont know I have to tell this to you or not." I giggle and shake my head.

"What's wrong? You always be honest with me." Dad raises his eyebrows.

"I think I'm in love, dad. I dont know this is real or not because this is my first time with it. But he really can make me blush and my heart beated so fast when I'm around him. Okay forget it. This is so embarassing." I shake my head and chuckle.

"Who's that lucky guy?" Dad asks me.

"Mike Chang. So when everyone drunk in Rachel's party, we played spin the bottle and-and he kissed me and you know that was the first time a guy kissed me and I kissed a guy. Then-then he told you about my secret, and it makes me feel...you know." I said to dad.

"My little girl is grow up now. She finally knows what is love." Dad chuckles.

"Dad, stop it." I giggle.

"Honey, that's normal. You cant choose love. That's it." Dad says to me.

"But dont tell anyone. Or dont start make annoying smirk in the choir room like you want to give me a sign. Pretend like you dont know."

"Yes. I wont tell anyone else. I promise." Dad nodded and rubs my hair. "Actually he was the one who convience me to make you be one of the dance leader for regionals."

"Okay, we both know that we are gonna lose then." I roll my eyes.

"No, honey, I believe that you can do that. I see how talented you are. You told me yourself that you want to join the glee club because you want to not because of me, right? It's time for my Paris Schuester in the spotlight." Dad grins at me.

"But I'm not sure with that." I shake my head.

"You see how talented your father is." Dad says proudly.

"Eww over confidence." I laugh out loud.

"Haha well, I believe you can do that. I trust you. You got an awesome Asian dance partner. Get out from your comfort zone. You can do this. Prove them that you are worth that dance break not because you are my daughter, but because you are amazing." Dad says to me.

"Thank you, dad. You always know good things to say." I smile at him.

"Sleep now. We have to gain more energy to regionals and you have assignment to write a song." Dad says to me and stand up from his seat.

"I dont have any idea what song I should write actually. Maybe I want to make a sequel of Only Child that Rachel made." I chuckle.

"Haha it's up to you." Dad chuckles.

"Good night, daddy!" I smile at him and hug him.

"Good night, Sweet Pea." Dad kisses my head and hugs me back.

We pull our body away and I walk to my bedroom while holding my book. I walk enter my room and then place my book in my bookshelf then turn my face at my table as my phone is vibrating.

I take my phone and I got a text from Mike. I chuckle and read the text I got from him.

From: Mike Chang

Can't wait for our dance rehearsal tomorrow 😄

To: Mike Chang

Me too 😊

I lock my phone and place my phone on my study table and sit down on my bed. I guess I really like Mike. But I dont know he has the same feeling like me or not. At least I got a chance to like him.

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Back to glee club since Regionals is really coming over. I'm sitting down in the back seat next to Mike. Well, actually he was the first one who settled up and sit down next to me. But I cant deny that I really like him.

"All right guys, let's hear it for our first songwriting seminar." Dad walks in and bring some books. "While Quinn and Rachel are hard at work, we are gonna try and write an anthem of our own. Now, these are rhyming dictionaries for all of you." Dad says to us and give us book one by one.

"Uh Mr. Schue. Tina and I have been uh already working on a song that I wrote." Santana raises her hand.

"Really? That's amazing. Can we hear it?" Dad asks them.

We are cheering and applauding as Tina and Santana walk to the front then Santana take off her jacket and Tina is sitting down in front of the piano.

"This is a song that I wrote for Sam. It's called "Trouty Mouth."" Santana says to us.

"Wait, what's it called?" Sam frowns.

"Trouty Mouth." Mike simply answer.

Santana:

Guppy Face, Trouty Mouth

Is that how people's lips look

Where you come from in the South?

Grouper Mouth, Froggy Lips

I love suckin' on those salamander lips

Wanna put a fish hook

In those lips, so cherry red

If you tried hard enough

You could suck a baby's head!

Whoo!

Oh, yeah-eah, yeah

"Okay. Can we stop? Stop with the mouth jokes." Sam cut it off.

"Sit down. I'm not finished." Santana protest.

"Yes you are. Mr. Schue we're not doing a song at Regionals called "Trouty Mouth."" Sam says to dad.

I cant help it. I wanna laugh out loud but I hide it. I cant imagine if we really sing this song for regionals.

"I like this song by the way." I whisper at Mike.

"Ssshhh this is inapropriate." Mike whisper back at me.

"Uh y-you know what I have to agree with Sam on this one. But, such a good first effort. I just don't think it's got the epic feel we need for Regionals." Dad says to us.

"Uh, Mr. Schue I wrote a song too." Puck raises his hand then stand up from his seat. "I wrote it for Lauren. I-I know that when I sang "Fat Bottomed Girls" it might have hurt her feelings a little bit but, I think this makes up for it. It's got a bit of a rock-a-billy feel so it'd give us an edge this weekend." Puck says to us.

"All right. Show us what you got." Dad nodded.

"It's called "Big Ass...Heart"" Puck says to us and start singing as he plays the guitar.

Puck:

My girl went to the doctor cause her heart had palpitations

He said cut the carbs, or else she'd end up pushing up carnations

She stepped up on the scale and the doctor said, "Oh Lordy"

If you don't drop a few girl, you won't make it past age forty

My girl said, "Hey lookie, on that fancy x-ray chart"

Said the doctor, "Holy hell that's one G.D. big ass heart"

I'm telling you my friend, my girl's got a big ass heart

When she shops for groceries that heart gets its own damn cart

That big ass heart can pump two tons of love through her chest

And then sit down and win a lovin' pie-eating contest

I love that big ass heart so much I think it isn't fair

Like how your heart won't pay me back for breaking all my chairs

So sick with love I think I'm coming down with rickets

When that big ass heart flies coach it has to pay for two plane tickets

Oh, that big ass heart

Oh, that big ass heart

We are cheering and applauding at the end Puck ended up his song. This is better one than the first one actually.

The bell rings.

"All right guys, well let's uh let's make Puck's song a contender but I don't totally think we're there yet. So, everyone look at your rhyming dictionaries and let's work on banging out some songs that rock." Dad says to us.

I stand up from my seat and take my ransel. "What are you doing after school?" Mike asks me.

I turn my face at him and raise my eyebrows. "Umm already planned to go out with Mercedes actually. See you." I smile at him and wave him a goodbye.

Mike just smile back at me and waves me a goodbye. This morning when we both having rehearsal for the dance number, we both cant stop talking each other and sharing story like he really can make me laugh out loud and smiles a lot.

~~~~

"Okay, truth time. There is something between you and Mike?" Mercedes grins at me.

"No. We just work our butt together for regionals that's it." I chuckle and shake my head.

"But soon or later? Who knows." Mercedes chuckle.

"Okay, are we here to plan write a song together?" I ask her. "By the way, you hungry? I'll be right back." I said to Mercedes and stand up from my seat.

I walk out from my room and walk to the kitchen. I take cheetos and potato chips from the cupboard and take two juice box from the refrigerator and place it on the food tray.

Mercedes and I are hanging out together in my home and we are planning to write a song together but since yesterday I have no idea what song I should write.

"Sweet Pea, I'm home." Dad suddenly walks in then turn his face at me. "Hey, is someone here?"

"Yes, only Mercedes. We have some girly things to do." I nodded and bring the food tray.

"Okay, have fun." Dad smiles at me and walk to his room.

I hold the food tray and walk to my room. I open the door of my room and get in. Mercedes just sitting down on the carpet floor and lean her back against my bed.

"Mr. Schue's home?" Mercedes asks me.

"Yes, but that's okay." I nodded and place the food tray in front of Mercedes.

Suddenly my phone is vibrating. I take my phone and Mike texted me again. Asking what I'm doing right now. He's so cute. I built a smile on my face and answer his text.

"Umm is that Chang?" Mercedes laughs.

"He was just asking what am I doing." I giggle.

"How sweet. Uh Mr. Schue, your daughter is in love with Asian guy." Mercedes yelled then laugh out loud.

I chuckle and shake my head. "Haha stop it. You might wake up the neighbor."

"Finally you found someone." Mercedes chuckles.

"Ugh Mercedes stop it." I roll my eyes.

"Okay, okay lets get back to work." Mercedes grins at me.

I just smiling at her then turn my face at my phone as Mike answer my text again. We start texting each other since we start rehearsing the dance number and I guess he texted me for bonding time with me not because he likes me.

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Mercedes (New Directions Girls):

Mama said get your ass out of bed, I said hell to the no

Said wash your grandma's nasty hair, I said hell to the no

They tried to take away my tots, I said hell to the no

Yeah, 'cause I'm the one that calls the shots and I say hell to the no

Oh oh, try (Ooh-ooh) to make me change my weave (Ooh-ooh)

(Ooh-ooh) Well I got something up my sleeve

It's a whole lotta

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I said

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I'm not trying to diva out

But this shows gotta stop so shout

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes (New Directions Girls):

Tell me I should eat my Wheaties, you know what

Hell to the no (Hell to the no)

Tell me I'll come down with diabetes

Hell to the no (Hell to the no)

Mercedes with Tina (New Directions Girls):

Try (Ooh-ooh) to make me change my eats (Ooh-ooh)

Mercedes:

But baby that just isn't me

I'm a whole lot of

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I said

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I'm not trying to diva out

But this shows gotta stop so shout

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

No, no, no, no

Mercedes (New Directions Girls):

(Ooh-ooh) Take me you can leave me but (Ooh-ooh) I won't ever change

(Ooh-ooh) If you don't like the rules (Ooh-ooh) don't play my game!

(Ooh-ooh) Time for me to get (Ooh-ooh) R-E-S-P-E-C-T, (Ooh-ooh) but if I don't, it's all in me (Ooh-ooo)

Mercedes:

Heeeeyyeeeeyeeeeaah!

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I said

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I'm not trying to diva out

But this shows gotta stop so shout

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

I'm not trying to diva out

But this shows gotta stop so shout

Mercedes with New Directions Girls:

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hell to the no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no

Mercedes:

Aw, hell to the no...

"Really good!" Dad applauding.

"Thank you." Mercedes grins.

"But uh–"

"But my butt Mr. Schue, that song was amazing." Mercedes protest.

"No, I agree. I'm just not sure that it's Regionals material." Dad says to us.

"Mr. Schue, I wrote another verse of "Trouty Mouth." Santana raises her hand.

"Eh no, n-n-no. Guys, guys. Just think about it. What's your favorite song of all time." Dad says to us.

"My Headband." Brittany simply said.

"Alanis Morisette's "You Oughta Know." Santana says.

"What's Going On" Marvin Gaye." Puck answer.

"Puckerman, you're on a roll." Lauren says to Puck.

"Okay and wh-what are all those songs about?" Dad asks them.

"Headbands." Brittany simply said.

"All those songs come from a place of pain. The greatest songs are about hurt, and that's the side of yourselves I want you to get in touch with." Dad says to us.

"That should be easy. Coach Sylvester tortures us for no reason and tries to get the entire school to hate us." Artie says us.

"Yesterday, she filled Britt's and my locker with dirt." Santana simply said.

Dad walks to the whiteboard and write the things they said. "Okay. Okay, slow down. Slow down." Dad says to us.

"She literally throws sticks at me." Mercedes says to us.

"Okay, what else? What else?" Dad asks us.

"She called me Little Butt Chin every morning and rejected me to join the cheerios because I'm your daughter." I half-smiled.

"Personal hate." Dad sighs and continue writing on the white board.

"She called the Ohio Secretary of State, saying she was me and that I wanna legally change my name to "Tina Cohen-Loser." Tina says to us.

"Okay, and how does that make you feel?" Dad asks us.

"Well, at first it hurts, but...Then it mostly makes you want to win." Finn simply said.

"Guys...I think you may have just found your song. Now let's get to writing." Dad grins at us and write 'Loser Like Me' on the white board.

We are cheering and applauding through this. Yes. We can kick butt in regionals with our original song.