Started my daily ficlets to make the
hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a
2nd cycle, and then a
3rd,
4th,
5th,
6th,
7th,
8th,
9th,
10th,
11th ,
12th,
13th,
14th,
15th,
16th,
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20th, 21st, 22nd, 23rd, and 24th cycle. Now cycle 25!
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It's cycle 25! If you'll recall, back in cycle 10 I did my top 15 of favorite things (characters, ships, friends..) in Glee, with a ficlet for each of the numbers, and a chapter fic for number 1 (
check out last time's chart). Now this time around, in order to schedule in a friend's birthday, it's a top SIXTEEN, and the number one's six-chapter fic will be split in three blocks... (5 ficlets-2 chapters-5 ficlets-2 chapters-5 ficlets-2 chapters) It's less confusing than it seems, I promise ;) Here we go!
Number 1, Chapter 2! As mentioned above, doing things a bit different this time, with two chapters of the number one position after every five days, so here it is! The number one once again is... Brittany! :)
"GOT DANCING SHOES TO FLY AWAY: TWO STEPS, TRIED"
Brittany (+ Santana, MIke)
When Brittany left the studio, she managed to get a hold of Mike. He always went to the diner after, so she knew she’d be able to get him. He had just paid and gotten his things when Brittany popped up at his side. “Mike!” she spoke, and he almost dropped his things.
“Hey, I thought you were going to…”
“I need you to take me to Santana’s; we need to talk,” was her request. Mike wasn’t sure if she wanted him to take her so she could talk to Santana, or if she wanted to talk to them both… she didn’t look willing or able to go on, but it looked important to her, so he went with her to his car. As he drove to Santana’s, he could see she had an envelope in her hands, and the way she held it, this probably had to do with why she him take her.
Santana’s mother let them in, and at her bedroom door, Brittany knocked and looked inside, giving Santana just one moment of seeing her before she walked in with… “Mike?” Santana sat up, her one moment of believing one thing being ambushed into becoming another. “What are you doing here?” she asked. Mike took a seat, still with what he’d bought at the diner… He hadn’t had a chance to touch any of it. Santana frowned, and he blinked: you leave crumbs, your ass is mine, her eyes would say. He was cautious.
“I talked to him today, well… he talked to me, and…”
“Who did?” Santana and Mike both asked at once.
“Green Scarf Man,” Brittany shrugged, like she expected them to know. The two shared a look; they didn’t. “I told you about him.”
“When?” Santana asked.
“A couple days ago? I told you, he was at Cheerios practice, and the game, and Glee Club… He was following me…” Brittany summarized, and finally succeeded in getting her point across… and getting a reaction out of Santana.
“Who’s following you?” she asked, like all she needed was a name and a place and the problem would be dealt with in a manner most swift and final.
“No, it’s okay,” Brittany shook her head. “He’s not a weirdo.”
“What is he then?” Mike asked, still confused. At this point, Brittany opened the envelope, which they saw had her name written on, in pen, and some kind of seal, in the top left corner. She pulled out James’ card and held it out; Santana snatched it up.
“He works for this school, and he goes out to look for students,” Brittany explained.
“Like a scout?” Mike asked.
“Yes?” she didn’t sound completely sure. “He said he saw me on a tape, and he came to see me in person, to make sure.” Now the other two looked up… this was starting to make sense, though neither of them liked the implications…
“He wants you to go to that school?” Mike asked, and Brittany nodded.
“Wait, hold on, how do we know he’s legit?” Santana asked.
“He gave me this,” she pulled a folded-sheet from the envelope. “For the auditions.” This time Mike took it.
“I know this place, they’re really good,” he confirmed. Santana looked at him, then to Brittany… This was real.
“It’s not in Ohio though, is it?” she guessed.
“Boston,” Brittany and Mike both answered. They were all silent for a while.
“Are you going to go?” Santana asked the blonde, softly.
“I don’t know,” she looked down. That’s why I wanted to tell you guys. No one knows; can we keep it that way?”
“Of course,” Mike replied, and after a moment Santana also agreed, bowing her head. “Do you want to?”
“I don’t know, maybe…” Brittany started. “This could be my one chance, I mean… We all know I’m not getting into college by myself, but… if I go, I won’t have you guys…”
“You should do it.” Mike and Brittany looked up when Santana spoke. The two cheerleaders met eye to eye; Brittany hadn’t expected that. Santana hadn’t expected it either, truthfully. But the fact was this was for Brittany’s sake, and it had to take precedent. “At least for the audition; that won’t hurt. When is it?”
“Saturday after next,” Mike read off the sheet. “I can go with you if you want,” he offered.
“We’ll both go,” Santana added. Brittany smiled. It was decided.
“For a week and a half, none of them said a word. There were near misses, but they kept it hidden. They would take a bus, then a train, and finally a cab. They were all packed and on their way, bright and early on Saturday morning. The audition was at just the right time for them to leave in the morning and be back in Lima late that night. Brittany would spend the night at Santana’s, just as she had on the night of Friday to Saturday.
It was like a field trip coupled with an evasion for the three of them. Their favorite part was the train, right up until their actual arrival in Boston. There was no time for them to play tourist though, not if they wanted to arrive for the required time; Santana had been self-appointed to make sure of that.
Finally though, they made it. Brittany went to change, and then the three of them went and sat, and they waited… Flanked by her friends, Brittany felt as good as having parents on either side of her, the way some of the others who were waiting did… They were family…
“I think I might be sick,” she revealed as the last one before her turn went by.
“You don’t have to, you’re going to be the best one in there,” Santana told her.
“She’s right,” Mike added, then, “Although if you feel sick you might want to go now instead of…” He was cut off with a glare from Santana and, a moment later…
“Brittany Pierce?” the woman stood by the door and called the name, like she had since they’d arrived. The three got up. They’d stand at the back to watch, whether they let them or not. Brittany looked to them both. Almost all at once, both Santana and Mike stepped up for a side hug, which melded into a group hug.
“Go on and show them some Lima pride,” Santana told her.
“I thought you hated it,” Mike frowned.
“Well they don’t need to know that,” Santana simply excused herself as they ushered Brittany in… They were all as nervous as the next.
THE END
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
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[Cycle 25]
[505] [506] [507] [508] [509] [510] Suggestion Drop Off Title: "Got Dancing Shoes to Fly Away: Two Steps, Tried"
Pairing: None; Brittany (+ Santana, Mike)
Rating: G
Summary: Brittany is about to be made an offer that could change her life and the Glee Club's too.
Spoilers: None