A/N: This is my very first Glee story, and I'm looking for a Beta Reader, so if you're interested please email me. Please read and review and tell me what you think. Also, I would like to give a special shout out to: gleek1990, thank you for believing in me, and sticking by me.
Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or it's characters. Thanks.
Chapter 1
Mr. Schue walked into the classroom late as per the usual, but this time he was excited about something, and this got the team interested. So, they all gave him their attention.
"Okay, guys let me ask you something… Where do you think you would be in the year 2030?" He asked as he wrote the numbers on the whiteboard with a question mark at the end of it. He then turned around and waited for the team to answer.
"Walking…" Artie responded in a hopeful tone.
"Broadway!" Rachel and Kurt said in unison, they immediately looked at one another, grinning as again they gave each other a high five and said together,
"Twinsies."
"Jail, dead or both." Puck said in a nonchalant tone, as he folded his arms over his chest, leant back in his chair and waited for the others to answer. The rest answer in a wave of I don't know or a shrug of their shoulders. Mr. Schue continues his lesson when he felt no one else was going comment.
"Where ever you are or whatever you're doing, you'll going to need to know Spanish. Spanish is the language that is taking the country by storm. By 2030 or at least 2050 most of the jobs in the United States will required a person to speak more than one language. That's what brings me today's lesson. We are only doing songs written or performed by someone Latin or of Latin decent or songs written bilingually." He explained.
"Hey, I'm bilingual." Brittany perked up a bit.
"I love how we're finally getting all Lima heights sound machine up in here, but why now?" Santana asked.
"God, Santana because it's long overdue, the truth is I love all things Latin, Latin food, Latin art, Latin people…The culture is so beautiful." Mr. Schue continued to explain.
"While that's true, let's be honest here, you not know any Latin people." Santana scoffed.
A knock on the door interrupted them,
"That's not true, I do know someone..." Mr. Schue said as he walked to the door, answering it and shaking David Martinez hand.
"David Martinez this is the Glee club…Glee club this is my friend David Martinez." Mr. Schue said introducing David to the class.
"Oh my God cutest…" Rachel began.
"Smile…" Sugar continued.
"Ever!" Artie finished as they continued to stare at David's smile.
"Hola, a todos, es un honor estar aquí hoy. Basically, I said hello and it is an honor to be here." David said still flashing that cute smile.
"So, I invited David here to watch us get our duende on." Mr. Schue said, clapping his hands together creating a loud snap, as if were to emphasize his enthusiasm and to make sure his students were paying attention to him and not their guest.
"Duende?" Finn asked his girlfriend, who was sat next to him.
"Duende means dwarf you ass." Santana said as she rolled her eyes.
"Now I'm confused, what's the assignment?" Puck asked, with his hands folded across his chest.
"The assignment is to sing a Spanish song with duende and while it does mean dwarf, it also means to have Spanish soul, to be filled with Spanish passion." Mr. Schue said grooving around the room with his eyes closed. David laughed a bit, because he even knew Mr. Schue was over selling it a bit. His intentions were good, which is why he placed a hand on Will's back to get his attention.
"Will, do you mind if I cut in?" He asked as Mr. Schue opened his eyes and went and sat down in an open chair.
"No, not at all." Mr. Schue said letting David take the floor.
"Okay, so let's break down duende shall we? A performance with duende transforms you. You can feel it in soul, it makes you smile, sing, laugh so hard you cry, kiss a person you love or profess your love." He added with a cheeky grin and glint in his eye as he blew a kiss at the girls sitting the front row.
"When you are sing a song in Spanish it must have duende or else…" David said as he did a cut sign across his throat.
"No, but seriously you have to have passion, fire and sometimes even desire. That's why I'm pairing you up. I want you to bounce ideas off each other. Then you must put on a show for us and I need to feel the duende, because if I don't I'm sorry you fail. Okay, Mr. Schue kindly told me all your names and being a teacher myself, I already memorized it. Yep I'm cool like that. So, Santana and Brittany, you are working together. Quinn and Rachel, you are working together. Mike and Tina, you are working together. Artie and Sugar, you are working together. Mercedes and Sam, you are working together. Puck and Lauren, you are working together. Finn and Kurt, you are the last ones sorry, but you are working together." David said announcing the teams.
"What the hell? I should be with my girlfriend." Finn shouted slightly loud.
"Sorry Finn but the teams are final." David said not caring for the yelling at all.
"Mr. Schue do something you are the coach." Finn said to Mr. Schue.
"Sorry it is out of my hands. This is David's class for today, his assignment, his pairing and his rules. I'm just an observer for today.
"So, not fair." Finn said pouting in his chair.
"Oh, grow the fuck up dude." Santana and Puck said union.
"Whatever!" Finn said going over to talk to Kurt.
"Lucky bitch! Why does Quinn have to be paired with Rachel? I guess Q is better than the over -grown man child." Santana said to herself as she glared at Quinn, but quickly stopped when she noticed Brittany was staring at her.
"Hey Sanny, are you okay?" Brittany asked with a smile, and not just any basic Brittany smile, it was a knowing one and this made Santana a little nervous. She wasn't ready to admit to herself and Brittany already knows.
"Damn Brittany and her all-knowing ass." Santana said in her head.
"Yeah why do you ask?" Santana asked nonchalantly, as she grabbed a piece of lined paper from her backpack to jot down some ideas. Santana has been listening to Spanish music her whole life. This assignment is a cake walk for her.
"Oh, I forgot you have a week and a half. I'm giving enough time to learn basic Spanish, so you don't butcher the song. But I'm not judging you on how well you know the language but know enough to sell it. You can even throw in some English if the song becomes too difficult." David told the class.
"Now that Mr. Martinez is done talking, we can get back to the matter at hand." Brittany said focusing her attention back on Santana, which was the last thing Santana wanted at the moment.
"What matter? There is nothing wrong." Santana said avoiding eye contact with Brittany.
"Yes, there is." Brittany said as she continued to push the issue.
"Then what? What is the problem B?" Santana said getting a little annoyed.
"For one you have been starring at Rachel ever since Mr. Martinez paired her up with Quinn. 2 you were glaring mighty hard at Quinn. You like Rachel, don't you?" Brittany said, pointing out the obvious as usual, as she watched Santana's face turn 20 different shades of red.
"I have no idea, what you are talking about" Santana said as she looked over and saw Rachel laughing at something Quinn had whispered in her ear, making Santana's anger rise above in the pit of her stomach.
Brittany saw Santana's body starting to tense up watching the duo, so she placed a hand on her best friend's shoulder to help her relax.
"Oh my God Santana you really do you have feelings for Rachel Berry don't you?" Brittany asked out of the blue. Santana turned around so fast that she almost gave herself whip lash.
"I don't have feeling for man hands, Brittany." Santana said having a false look of disgust on her face. Oh, course Brittany saw right through it. Brittany was one of a kind. Now had that been anyone else asking such dumbass questions, they would have gotten snapped on, but not Brittany. In fact, no one was allowed to hurt Brittany's feelings or else.
Santana couldn't concentrate for nothing in this world. For some reason she only had a few songs on her list when she knew over 1,000. Funny that none of them were coming to her mind. Santana blamed it on Brittany distracting her with her dumb questions about Rachel of all people. Santana could feel Brittany's eye's burning into the side of her head…She knew that Brittany knew she was full of shit.
"Can you drop it act Santana. It's me and you know I know when you're lying." Brittany said.
"B stop it okay, I don't have feeling for her now drop it please." Santana asked, still trying to move from song number 3 on her list. Seriously for the life of her she couldn't recall anymore songs.
"Okay, I'll drop it if you admit it. You know I am not letting this go." Brittany said, and Santana groaned as she closed her eyes.
~ Meanwhile with Quinn and Rachel ~
Quinn and Rachel were getting along quite well to be expected. For the past two years Quinn and well all the popular people for that matter made Rachel's life hell. They bullied her because she dressed weird, was loud and annoying. But if everyone was honest with themselves…They could admit that the real reason they bullied Rachel was because they knew she was a destined star and her voice was her ticket out of Lima. That's what pissed some of them off, that and they knew that for most of them high school would be as good as it got. It sucked really, so what could they do? Pick on Rachel until she leaves them all in the dust. However, a certain unholy trinity grew tired of that plan and knew it was time for a change.
"Quinn?" Rachel said waving her head in front of her face.
"Rachel…What are you doing?" Quinn asked snapping out of thoughts.
"Sorry, you zone out on me for quite a while there. I was nervous." Rachel said.
"Oh, sorry about that, I was just thinking about some stuff. So, did you come up with some songs." Quinn asked, picking up Rachel's journal from her lap.
"No, funny I could only think of that one song from the movie Selena and a few Jennifer Lopez songs ." Quinn laughed a little.
"Crazy thing is all I could think of is feliz navidad. I know it's not Christmas and that song has English in it, but that's all that came to me." Rachel laughed loudly.
"Be careful people might think you're actually having a good time with me." Quinn said joking.
"Maybe I am. You're not so bad I guess." Rachel said.
"Maybe I'm not." Quinn said as David and Mr. Schue came back to the front of the room.
"Okay
everyone that's all for today… We will not be meeting on Thursday to give you more time." Mr. Schue said.
"I can't wait to see all your performances next week. Good luck and have a great week." David said as he left the room. He had to get ready for his Adult Spanish class. He hated when his students were late, so he knew he had to leave if he wanted to grab something to eat before class.
"See you on Friday David." Mr. Schue said as David walked out the door giving Mr. Schue a thumb up shutting the door behind him.
"So, David may not have the power to fail you, but I do since I am the coach. So, to make it a bit more challenging. The team that does not bring the duende, is rendered ineligible to audition for a solo for Sectionals coming up in 3 weeks. Which reminds me, we must get started on that, right after this lesson." Rachel, Kurt and Mercedes let out a loud gasp. Everyone looked as if they couldn't care less.
"Okay, we need to be serious about this Quinn. I will not be forced to watch as someone else sings my solo." Rachel said with a new-found determination, making Quinn laugh.
"Relax Rachel I got you okay. No one is taking your solo away from you, I promise." Quinn said meaning every word.
"I just noticed that you've been nice to me this whole class. Seriously not one insult, dig about my clothes, my annoyance with wanting every solo." Rachel said getting a little suspicious.
"I just think it's time we all grew up, I'll see you tomorrow okay." Quinn picking up her bag and walking out the room with Brittany and Santana walking behind her. Rachel was left a little shocked as she waited for her boyfriend Finn to finish up talking to Puck about Call of Duty Black OPS IV.
~ Meanwhile Outside ~
"Admit it Santana!" Brittany says for the 10th time and for the 10th time Santana ignores her as the girls walk to Santana's car.
"Santana just admit already." Brittany said getting a little tired of Santana lying to herself.
"My God B just drop it please." Santana said as they approached the car and Santana hit the button unlocking the car.
"Wait am I missing something here?" Quinn said a little confused.
"Santana won't admit it." Brittany said vaguely.
"Admit what B?" Quinn asked.
"Nothing Q…Drop it B or I will give Lord Tubbington your diary." Brittany looked mad for a second.
"Deny it all you want, but that doesn't change the facts Santana and he already found it so ha!" Brittany said, and now Quinn was 100% confused.
"Santana never threaten Brittany… This must be good." Quinn thought to herself.
"You just threaten B, oh this must be good." Quinn said as they all got in the car.
"It's nothing really, now are we going back to my house?" Santana said changing the subject.
"Nice try, but I am not letting this go." Brittany said.
"For the love of God Brittany please." Santana begged.
"Okay, someone please tell me what's going on." Quinn said.
"Santana?" Brittany said.
"Well?" Quinn said waiting.
"You will never guess who Santana has a crush on?" Brittany said to Quinn.
"Who?" Quinn asked, and Brittany pointed out the window causing Quinn's eyes to go wide.
"No fucking way…" Quinn said as Santana hurried out the parking lot, and on to the main road to go home.
"This was going to one long ass day." Santana said to herself.
Please read and review.
Hello, I am Born To Be A Writer121 and I am the Beta for this story. Please check out my work, also feel free to follow me on my social media accounts below:
Instagram: Born2Write121
Snapchat: CMAKLAI
Twitter: Born2Write121
YouTube: type in cmaklai in the search bar and subscribe please and thank you.