Glee Club || You're toxic, I'm slipping under.

[thisisherson]

Who: Entranceway's Glee Club
Where The Music Room
When: ...Earlier in the week. (I'm sorry guys, my family stole me and every time I tried to sneak away to write it someone ran off with me again. ;;; )
Rating: PG, probably.
Summary: Glee Club, toxic emotions week! Sing your hearts out, everyone.
the Story:

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[GROUP NUMBER]

[thisisherson]

[Plotting for group number goes here!]

[skater_lynx]

Some of us like Broadway you know~

[thisisherson]

[He perks right up at that. He might have been expecting to have to force Broadway music onto the club. EVERYTHING'S COMING UP KURT GLEE.]

Oh, really? I'm certainly not opposed to that.

[skater_lynx]

Good! But let's not do singing in the rain. Anything but that.

It's Gaga Therapy Time /o/

[thisisherson]

[Ever since he had spoken to Coach Beiste, Kurt had been having reservations about going through with his original plan. She...had honestly made a good point, and he was acting like a teenager, he supposed. Really, the appropriate course of action would be to go and talk to Dean, but...but he was still upset, and still hurt and humiliated. Somehow, the song felt more appropriate than ever. Then again, Lady Gaga was always appropriate.

Which is why he was sitting at the piano bench, in the flashiest blazer he could find, ready to sing and play for the glee club, for once. He's not quite as adept at piano as Ms. Lady Gaga, but it'll do. So he began, in his lower register.]

I can’t believe what you said to me
Last night when we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby you gave up, you gave up

I can’t believe how you looked at me
With your James Dean glossy eyes
In your tight jeans with your long hair
And your cigarette stained lies

Could we fix you if you broke?
And is your punch line just a joke?

[Stupid Dean and his stupid James

[itsahotone]

[Because there's really no where else to put this, I will just say that after Kurt asked for suggestions, Santana spoke up with something along the lines of:

"Yeah, how about next time you bring enough sunglasses for everyone so we don't all go blind?"

or perhaps:

"I totally had a suggestion, but your jacket is giving me an acid trip, so now I just need a bathroom."

or even:

"I didn't even know it was like, possible to skin a disco ball."]

[...ANYWAY. After his performance, Santana claps, because a) she's slightly well-trained from back home, and b) it was a damn good performance. She's almost a little proud.]

[helena_campbell]

[Helena clap-claps too, partly because you're always expected to clap in the circus, partly because it was an amazing performance.]

[It's an awkward sort of clapping, though, because she can't get over the costume and she's a little surprised at the amount of emotion Kurt had put in.]

[thisisherson]

[Kurt will take any attention compliments he can get. He stands and takes a bow, beaming at the applause. Besides, he feels good, and he sort of knows he rocked it.

AND AS FOR SANTANA, he gave her a classic bitchy look for her remarks about his jacket (because OBVIOUSLY she has no taste if she's insulting it), but all is completely forgiven once she claps for him. ♥]

Thank you, thank you.

[playingbadcop]

[Benny skulks in no less guiltily than a man wanted for murder. He can't quite believe he's here. But he took a back way, so hopefully no one's seen him, and surely no one here would mock him for being here. That would be hypocritical.

Still, he lurks for a while before taking his turn with this, after some tugging at his tie and some throat-clearing.]

Born under a bad sign
I been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all.

[And once finished, he clears his throat once more for good measure and practically flees to the back of the room, shoving his hands deep into his pockets and wishing desperately for a cigarette.]

[thisisherson]

[Kurt applauds for him - Stango's actually pretty good, and his voice is unique in this club, given the lack of adult males in that range. Besides, it's important for boosting the confidence of someone who really didn't want to be there in the first place.]

See? That wasn't so bad, was it? Hm?

[Because mocking him for singing and picking on him a little for not wanting to join at all are two completely different. It's all in light-hearted jest though, really. Promise.]

[playingbadcop]

[He reddens, and tugs at his tie some more.]

I dunno. I ain't never done nothin' like that before.

[thisisherson]

Really? Well then, you did exceptionally well for your first intentional performance.

[skater_lynx]

[Haru has no shame! He'll take his turn with enthusiasm and sing Sins of My Youth. His voice isn't the best in the group but the ex-whore has enough energy to pull off a pretty decent performance.]

I found life out on the weekdays
When we would drive to some new city
Call me crazy I was born to make a mess
Would you love me still if I were to confess

That I had a little too much fun
Back when I was young

[After finishing, Haru heads back to his seat and sits there drumming his fingers on his leg. He could use a cigarette.]

[reckless_eagle]

"So, like... is anyone surprised by this choice?"

Not that he actually disapproved. It was kind of catchy, in a loud, messy, future sort of way, and it definitely fit Haru well.

[skater_lynx]

That wasn't the point of the choice! I thought I got the message across clearly~ <3

[reckless_eagle]

"Well... I like, guess it might kinda suit you. A bit."