Fic: David Karofsky's "Sing-A-Long Blog" - 16/?
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School
WAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY!
Dave was only a little nervous while he got ready for the play. They’d been told a week ago that their final dress rehearsal would be more of a full performance for the entire school. So Dave was about to be on stage in front of all his peers, pretending to pretend to be in love with Kurt Hummel.
Plus the voting had been that morning and Figgins had decided to reveal the winners just before the play. Everything just seemed to be happening at the same time and it was really getting to him.
Rachel had just helped Dave calm down a bit by telling him to focus on performing when Az burst into the room, pausing only momentarily when he was faced with an angry Mercedes.
“Boy, you get out of this room! No one sees the actors before they perform.”
He swallowed, but Dave was impressed when Az held his ground. “Listen…” Az gave her a once over and smirked, “Nicki Minaj, but every single one of the candidates for president are in your precious play, so one of them is going to be seen before hand. Now I need to talk to my boy for a second.”
The last bit at least sounded a little apologetic. At least it was enough for Mercedes to take mercy on him and let him by.
Dave grinned. “Way to hold tight to your own balls, man,” he said, knowing full well that Az had been scared of the girl the whole time. “What’s so important that you chanced your future children?”
Az frowned and leaned in close, “It got out that you and Hummel are playing the leads.”
Dave swallowed, not really wanting to believe what that meant. “Yeah… so?”
“Dude, they’re not happy. I heard someone talking about how they wished they’d known before the votes this morning.”
“Yeah? So? Doesn’t that mean people voted for me?” Dave asked, not really seeing why this mattered.
Az was clearly surprised that Dave wasn’t more panicked. “I have no idea what’s bein’ planned. But I do have a feelin’ you’ll all be getting one hell of a heckling and I just wanted to give you a heads up. I know that didn’t go so well for the glee club last time.”
“Thanks Az, I’ll spread the word.”
Az nodded and left glancing sideways at Mercedes. Dave was pretty sure that was the fastest he’d seen his friend move when not on a sports field.
Sighing, he started walking around, mentioning the problem to everyone. Kurt swallowed, nodded his thanks, and then went to find Tina. Dave hadn’t heard too much about all that, but he heard enough that Tina did not do well under criticism in the form of heckling.
It was only half an hour more before Schue ushered them all backstage to find out the results of the elections. Brittany, Rachel, and Kurt were all pushed forward. Blaine quickly took the spot next to his boyfriend, holding Kurt’s hand with a determination that said he was planning on joining Kurt during his acceptance speech. Dave was standing behind the couple, trying not to gag at the way Blaine would constantly squeeze Kurt’s hand. Seriously, Kurt was obviously not that nervous about this if the way he was subtly trying to pull his hand from Blaine’s grasp was anything to go by.
“Good afternoon, McKinley High students,” Figgins began in his monotone voice. “I hope you all enjoy today’s performance of Doctor Terrible’s Singing Blog.”
There were a few snickers from the crowd, and Dave was nearly doubled over in silent laughter. As he calmed down he caught Kurt’s eyes and they shared a moment of mirth, only broken by Blaine’s mumbled, “Juvenile,” and Figgins continuing his speech.
“But first I’d like to share with you the results of the student government elections.” There was shuffling as he looked through some papers before it settled and he cleared his throat. “For Treasurer, Mr. Theodore Pinsky.”
There were a few ‘whoops’ of joy and Dave peeked out to see what was definitely the mathletes standing and cheering while a boy in really thick glasses stared at Figgins with wide, owl-like eyes. So the super smart kid won.
“Awesome,” Dave mumbled, nodding with a satisfied smile. He didn’t really care about winning the position, he just didn’t want Blaine to win. And he noticed a few similar looks between the other cast members.
“Your secretary, by write in vote…”
“Shit,” mumbled Dave, deflating a bit, there went that extra oomph for Cornell.
“Brittany…” he paused doing a double-take before finally saying in a weak voice, “Brittany S. Pierce.”
There was a squeal behind Dave and he turned to see Brittany jumping up and down. Apparently she just wanted a position too. Well, good for her. Dave gave her a sincere smile when she mouthed ‘sorry’ to him. He’d get over it. Besides, it’s not like she had done it on purpose. Plus it was Brittany, nobody stayed mad at Brittany.
“And as you know, the position of Vice President goes to the presidential candidate who comes in second.” Figgins shuffles the papers again and pulls out a small envelope. Opening it his eyebrows raise and he says, “By write in votes, and a tie, your new Vice Presidents are… Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray.”
The air filled with cheers and catcalls, mostly from guys. Apparently Jacob’s blog managed to convince quite a few of them.
The cast members congratulated the new VP’s as the crowd continued its cries. It wasn’t until Figgins held another envelope up in the air that things started to quiet down again.
“And your new Student Body President is…” he stared at the results for a moment, apparently trying to read the writing if the way he moved it towards and away from his face was any indication, before he finally said, “By write it votes, Mr. David Karofsky.”
Figgins sounded just as surprised as Dave. But Dave was quickly distracted from the violent cheers when Kurt pushed by him. It took Dave only a second to follow when he heard the small sniffles. He was following Kurt towards the choir room when he heard Figgins say, “Your new President needs to prepare for the performance. Please wait patiently and quietly for another ten minutes before the play begins.”
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A/N: Sorry it's short. The good news is that I'm home all day tomorrow so I'll be able to post sooner. :)
School
WAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY!
Dave was only a little nervous while he got ready for the play. They’d been told a week ago that their final dress rehearsal would be more of a full performance for the entire school. So Dave was about to be on stage in front of all his peers, pretending to pretend to be in love with Kurt Hummel.
Plus the voting had been that morning and Figgins had decided to reveal the winners just before the play. Everything just seemed to be happening at the same time and it was really getting to him.
Rachel had just helped Dave calm down a bit by telling him to focus on performing when Az burst into the room, pausing only momentarily when he was faced with an angry Mercedes.
“Boy, you get out of this room! No one sees the actors before they perform.”
He swallowed, but Dave was impressed when Az held his ground. “Listen…” Az gave her a once over and smirked, “Nicki Minaj, but every single one of the candidates for president are in your precious play, so one of them is going to be seen before hand. Now I need to talk to my boy for a second.”
The last bit at least sounded a little apologetic. At least it was enough for Mercedes to take mercy on him and let him by.
Dave grinned. “Way to hold tight to your own balls, man,” he said, knowing full well that Az had been scared of the girl the whole time. “What’s so important that you chanced your future children?”
Az frowned and leaned in close, “It got out that you and Hummel are playing the leads.”
Dave swallowed, not really wanting to believe what that meant. “Yeah… so?”
“Dude, they’re not happy. I heard someone talking about how they wished they’d known before the votes this morning.”
“Yeah? So? Doesn’t that mean people voted for me?” Dave asked, not really seeing why this mattered.
Az was clearly surprised that Dave wasn’t more panicked. “I have no idea what’s bein’ planned. But I do have a feelin’ you’ll all be getting one hell of a heckling and I just wanted to give you a heads up. I know that didn’t go so well for the glee club last time.”
“Thanks Az, I’ll spread the word.”
Az nodded and left glancing sideways at Mercedes. Dave was pretty sure that was the fastest he’d seen his friend move when not on a sports field.
Sighing, he started walking around, mentioning the problem to everyone. Kurt swallowed, nodded his thanks, and then went to find Tina. Dave hadn’t heard too much about all that, but he heard enough that Tina did not do well under criticism in the form of heckling.
It was only half an hour more before Schue ushered them all backstage to find out the results of the elections. Brittany, Rachel, and Kurt were all pushed forward. Blaine quickly took the spot next to his boyfriend, holding Kurt’s hand with a determination that said he was planning on joining Kurt during his acceptance speech. Dave was standing behind the couple, trying not to gag at the way Blaine would constantly squeeze Kurt’s hand. Seriously, Kurt was obviously not that nervous about this if the way he was subtly trying to pull his hand from Blaine’s grasp was anything to go by.
“Good afternoon, McKinley High students,” Figgins began in his monotone voice. “I hope you all enjoy today’s performance of Doctor Terrible’s Singing Blog.”
There were a few snickers from the crowd, and Dave was nearly doubled over in silent laughter. As he calmed down he caught Kurt’s eyes and they shared a moment of mirth, only broken by Blaine’s mumbled, “Juvenile,” and Figgins continuing his speech.
“But first I’d like to share with you the results of the student government elections.” There was shuffling as he looked through some papers before it settled and he cleared his throat. “For Treasurer, Mr. Theodore Pinsky.”
There were a few ‘whoops’ of joy and Dave peeked out to see what was definitely the mathletes standing and cheering while a boy in really thick glasses stared at Figgins with wide, owl-like eyes. So the super smart kid won.
“Awesome,” Dave mumbled, nodding with a satisfied smile. He didn’t really care about winning the position, he just didn’t want Blaine to win. And he noticed a few similar looks between the other cast members.
“Your secretary, by write in vote…”
“Shit,” mumbled Dave, deflating a bit, there went that extra oomph for Cornell.
“Brittany…” he paused doing a double-take before finally saying in a weak voice, “Brittany S. Pierce.”
There was a squeal behind Dave and he turned to see Brittany jumping up and down. Apparently she just wanted a position too. Well, good for her. Dave gave her a sincere smile when she mouthed ‘sorry’ to him. He’d get over it. Besides, it’s not like she had done it on purpose. Plus it was Brittany, nobody stayed mad at Brittany.
“And as you know, the position of Vice President goes to the presidential candidate who comes in second.” Figgins shuffles the papers again and pulls out a small envelope. Opening it his eyebrows raise and he says, “By write in votes, and a tie, your new Vice Presidents are… Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray.”
The air filled with cheers and catcalls, mostly from guys. Apparently Jacob’s blog managed to convince quite a few of them.
The cast members congratulated the new VP’s as the crowd continued its cries. It wasn’t until Figgins held another envelope up in the air that things started to quiet down again.
“And your new Student Body President is…” he stared at the results for a moment, apparently trying to read the writing if the way he moved it towards and away from his face was any indication, before he finally said, “By write it votes, Mr. David Karofsky.”
Figgins sounded just as surprised as Dave. But Dave was quickly distracted from the violent cheers when Kurt pushed by him. It took Dave only a second to follow when he heard the small sniffles. He was following Kurt towards the choir room when he heard Figgins say, “Your new President needs to prepare for the performance. Please wait patiently and quietly for another ten minutes before the play begins.”
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A/N: Sorry it's short. The good news is that I'm home all day tomorrow so I'll be able to post sooner. :)