Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. That would be rather awesome though, wouldn't it considering I'm sure if I owned it I'd get to meet all of the actors…
No one really likes me. I'm just so intense in everything I do and so determined in what I want, it intimidates people. So they're mean to me. They insult me. They exclude me. They even throw slushies in my face.
Sure, I tell myself it doesn't matter. I tell myself that it's just how fame works. When you're better than everybody else, no one wants to be your friend.
But that doesn't stop it from hurting.
No one understands what it's like to put so much pressure on yourself. Nothing is ever good enough. Great doesn't cut it in the entertainment world, you have to be greater. Sing higher. Sing harder. Sing louder. Put emotion in your voice. Feel the words.
Mercedes feels the words. When she sings it becomes more than a song. It makes everyone, even me, feel each note current through their body. Mercedes deserved that solo at sectionals. And Artie deserved Proud Mary because for those three and a half minutes, everyone understood what he goes through every single day.
But I got it. I got that solo. I was the one who walked out from those curtains. It was me who the audience cheered for. It was me who helped in saving the day.
But it didn't change anything. Still, no one wants to be my friend. Still, Finn isn't in love with me. Still, I get slushies in the face. Still, I am alone.
But now, I've found someone who understands me. Someone who wants the same thing. Someone who has the same talent and isn't intimidated by me.
When I sang "Hello" with Jesse, and not the Jesse St. James of Vocal Adrenaline,but Jesse, the guy I'm beginning to have feelings for, and the guy who's beginning to have feelings for me, I felt…complete. Sure, I always feel complete when I'm singing but this was a whole new kind of complete. Because with each word coming out of his mouth, I felt – dare I say it – loved? I felt loved and love and I know, just know, that we're perfect for each other because he understands me and I understand him.
So please, oh, please…don't let this just be another trick.