It's a 90's Thing - Chapter 6
Kurt’s POV
These last three days have been incredible; Finn would come over to mine, or I’d go to his house after school. I’d gotten to know his mom pretty well; she’s awesome. We get some weird looks from my dad whenever we walk in the door together, its not as if we’re doing anything bad, we usually watch a film, or practice some songs or dancing, or just chill out. We haven’t done anymore than just kissing since Friday, which is nice, it’s not all about getting your leg over.
Glee practice on Wednesdays is always amazing. Everyone has usually gotten right into their assignments and are mostly ready to perform them. I’m ready with mine, definitely.
‘Hi guys’ Mr Schue walked in as usual, dead on twelve. ‘How’s the numbers coming, anyone ready to perform today?’
As usual Rachel’s hand was the first up, I pointed upwards too as I crossed my legs. To my surprise Santana also raised her hand. There’s a first for everything I suppose.
‘Ok, lets go traditional, Rachel, you’re up’ Mr Schue pointed at Rachel and bowed the floor to her. I didn’t really see what happened after that, I had caught Finn’s eye, we were just sitting there looking at each other, might’ve looked odd but I didn’t care at that point.
It was only until I heard ‘Kurt! Kurt!!’ I jumped and turned my head to Rachel.
‘What?’
I saw Quinn and Tina already standing behind Rachel to her left ‘Can I have some assistance here please?’
‘Erm, sure’ I got up from my seat and walked over to stand next to Quinn. ‘What are we singing?’
‘Don’t worry, you of all people will know it’ she just smiled at me with her square way of smiling. I took it that she’d told the band what song she wanted. I probably should’ve paid attention.
The band counted us in as Quinn and Tina started ooh-ing harmonies to the intro. I was still lost. This couldn’t go on for much longer, I’d look like an idiot, a well-dressed idiot.
I caught on when Rachel started to speak.
This is a story about a girl named Lucky…
Early morning, she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It's time for makeup, perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for
They go…
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"
And they say…
She was right, I knew exactly what she was singing, typical Rachel, singing about how much of a star she is.
Shes so lucky, shes a star
But she cry cry cries in her lonely heart thinkin'
If theres nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
I really wish Finn wasn’t staring right through me like that. Its very distracting, I didn’t take my eyes off of him because of that, again, distracting. I even got the sway we had worked out in the spur of the moment wrong at one point, embarrassing. She belted out the last chorus as Tina, Quinn and I finished the harmonising.
Then why do these tears come at night?
Everyone clapped, along with us three clapping Rachel as we sat down to see who Mr Schue wanted next. I was ready, and I knew exactly who I wanted to back me up…
These last three days have been incredible; Finn would come over to mine, or I’d go to his house after school. I’d gotten to know his mom pretty well; she’s awesome. We get some weird looks from my dad whenever we walk in the door together, its not as if we’re doing anything bad, we usually watch a film, or practice some songs or dancing, or just chill out. We haven’t done anymore than just kissing since Friday, which is nice, it’s not all about getting your leg over.
Glee practice on Wednesdays is always amazing. Everyone has usually gotten right into their assignments and are mostly ready to perform them. I’m ready with mine, definitely.
‘Hi guys’ Mr Schue walked in as usual, dead on twelve. ‘How’s the numbers coming, anyone ready to perform today?’
As usual Rachel’s hand was the first up, I pointed upwards too as I crossed my legs. To my surprise Santana also raised her hand. There’s a first for everything I suppose.
‘Ok, lets go traditional, Rachel, you’re up’ Mr Schue pointed at Rachel and bowed the floor to her. I didn’t really see what happened after that, I had caught Finn’s eye, we were just sitting there looking at each other, might’ve looked odd but I didn’t care at that point.
It was only until I heard ‘Kurt! Kurt!!’ I jumped and turned my head to Rachel.
‘What?’
I saw Quinn and Tina already standing behind Rachel to her left ‘Can I have some assistance here please?’
‘Erm, sure’ I got up from my seat and walked over to stand next to Quinn. ‘What are we singing?’
‘Don’t worry, you of all people will know it’ she just smiled at me with her square way of smiling. I took it that she’d told the band what song she wanted. I probably should’ve paid attention.
The band counted us in as Quinn and Tina started ooh-ing harmonies to the intro. I was still lost. This couldn’t go on for much longer, I’d look like an idiot, a well-dressed idiot.
I caught on when Rachel started to speak.
This is a story about a girl named Lucky…
Early morning, she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It's time for makeup, perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for
They go…
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"
And they say…
She was right, I knew exactly what she was singing, typical Rachel, singing about how much of a star she is.
Shes so lucky, shes a star
But she cry cry cries in her lonely heart thinkin'
If theres nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
I really wish Finn wasn’t staring right through me like that. Its very distracting, I didn’t take my eyes off of him because of that, again, distracting. I even got the sway we had worked out in the spur of the moment wrong at one point, embarrassing. She belted out the last chorus as Tina, Quinn and I finished the harmonising.
Then why do these tears come at night?
Everyone clapped, along with us three clapping Rachel as we sat down to see who Mr Schue wanted next. I was ready, and I knew exactly who I wanted to back me up…