Pilot, Part Five

A/N: The part everyone's waiting for: The songs!

"All right guys! I'm excited to see what you've got for me today!" Will said with anticipation as he entered the choir room-and noticed two new faces sitting in the back row. "And what are you two doing here?"

"We'd like to audition for Glee, Mr. Schue!" Meggie squealed, bouncing up from her seat and twirling her skirt around before ducking into a light curtsy.

"But we're going to help Beth to do it." Fi said with much less enthusiam but getting up and bowing like a gentlewoman nonetheless before grabbing Meggie's hand a twirling her once more.

"All right, all right-Beth? If you'd like to come up front and perform?"

"Sure. Although, can I say? Whoever wrote this song down is waay off base when it comes to musical taste. And yours sucks."

Beth stuck a cd in the player on the floor and hit the play button, running to her place right before an alarm sounded and the music began.

Meggie spun around first, trying her damnedest to look sexy as she strutted her way up to Beth's left shoulder, wiggling her hips a little before her hand landed flat on the front of Beth's shoulder as she sang.

Boys call you sexy

And you don't care what they say

See every time you turn around

They screaming your name

Fiona spun around and did a little hip wiggle, flipping her long hair around before she did her own strut up to Beth's right shoulder and grabbed the girl on the back of her shoulder as she sang.

Boys call you sexy

And you don't care what they

See every time you turn around

They screaming your name

When the verses actually began, Meggie pushed and Fi pulled, effectively spinning Beth around and leading her into her own strut as the three girls walked toward their captive audience.

Now I've got a confession

When I was young I wanted attention

And I promised myself that I'd do anything

So go ahead and say what you wanna say

Cuz see when I was younger I would say

As the chorus went into full swing Meggie, Beth and Fi did a self-edited version of the dance from the music video.

When I grow up

I wanna be famous

I wanna be a star

I wanna have groupies

When I grow up

Be on tv

Number one chick

When I step out on the scene

Be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it

Get it?

Meggie and Fi began to twirl around Beth as she reached out and slid her fingers over their jaws, making them look her in the eyes as she swayed seductively between the two girls.

Yeah you can talk about me

Cause I'm a hot topic

I see you watching me, watching me

And I know you want it

Want it?

Be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it

You just might get it

You just might get it

When I grow up!

And with a flourish, Beth shocked them all by performing a back bend that ended in a full on split as Meggie and Fi posed.

There was a moment of silence before Goodey began clapping enthusiastically, standing and shouting "Encore! Encore!" as Meggie and Fi helped Beth, who was now a delicate shade of pink, up off the floor.

"Now-who thought I was a teeny bopper?" she asked, turning to the class.

"Guilty." Liam said softly, raising a hand before continuing. "I don't know why. It just seemed to fit you for some reason. You're kind of scary confident and the Pussycat Dolls sort of scream self-confidence to me."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment." Beth said, before turning to Mr. Schue. "Hey, can Meggie and Fi join now?"

"What?" Will asked, looking up from his notes. "Oh, yes. Of course. That was very good girls. Maybe a little risque if we could tone it down a bit next time..."

Meggie and Fi giggled together as the trio went back to their seats and Will looked at the other kids.

"Who wants to go next?"

"I'll go Mr. Schuester, seeing as whoever felt themselves worthy to label me obviously didn't know what they were doing. My suggestion is absolutely deplorable and I'm mildly offended but won't let it get in the way of a performance. Lucas, I require your assistance." Sara said, pushing herself up from her chair and walking to the front of the room, where she pulled a mike stand and cordless mike and waited impatiently for Goodey to get to the piano, where she handed him sheet music and his eyebrows went up in response.

"Are you sure-"

"Just play it, Goode. I won't ask nicely again." Sara snapped and Goodey spread the sheets across the top of the piano before he crackedhis fingers and wiggled them in anticipation. "Any time now."

Goodey began to bang out a familiar melody and Sara gripped the mike stand, singing into the mike as she softly touched the mike as if singing a lover's ballad.

Do you know what's worth fighting for?

When it's not worth dying fro?

Does it take your breath away

And you feel yourself suffocating?

Your faith walks on broken glass

And the hangover doesn't pass

Nothing's ever built to last

You're in ruins

There was a loud bang and the piano music picked up as Sara ripped the mike away from the stand, letting the stand fall as she stepped over it toward the group, a ragingly determined look in her eyes.

One, twenty one guns

Lay down your arms, give up the fight

One, twenty one guns

Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I

Sara ran a hand through the hair hanging in her eyes after her head banging and sang the next verse with such ease it sent chills through Will's body.

Did you try to live on your own

When you burned down the house and home?

Did you stand too close to the fire

You're in ruins

Sara took a step back and suddenly launched herself up on the bleachers, winding herself in and out of her class mates as she sang the chorus, banging a foot on the floor on a down beat occasionally as she flung a hand in the air.

One, twenty one guns

Lay down your arms, give up the fight

One, twenty one guns

Throw up your arms into the sky

The music cut off suddenly as Sara leapt from the bleachers and spun in the air, landing hard on her feet and the chills grew worse for Will as Sara proceeded to sing the last chorus a cappella, sounding very much like a funeral march instead of a Green Day song.

One, twenty one guns

Lay down your arms, give up the fight

One, twenty one guns

Throw up your arms into the sky

You and I

You and I...

Sara ended up looking at the floor as her chest heaved and she breathed heavily into the mike. She flicked her hair out of her face and stood, defying anyone to oppose her as she stood there looking like the fight brought to life.

"Now who labelled me as a Broadway geek?" she asked and Goodey raised a hand. "Care to explain?"

"You act like Rachel Berry. Enough said." Goodey said and a snort of laughter escaped Beth's mouth before she could stop herself.

"Well, I never-"

"Very well done, Sara. Maybe one of the boys would like to go next?" Will interjected before Sara could get started on an hour long rant and glanced at the boys.

"It's my turn, if Liam doesn't mind, Mr. Schue. I think I know who gave me this song to perform and, out of all of us, I like this tune." Goodey said and Will nodded. Goodey began a tune that sounded like a player piano and Will smiled as his fingers flew across the keys as Beth and Fi both gave a loud whoop of agreement.

It's nine o clock on a Saturday

And the regular crowd shuffles in

There's an old man sittin' next to me

Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says 'Son, can you play me a memory?

I'm not really sure how it goes

But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete

When I wore a younger man's clothes.'

La la la da di da

La la da di da da da

Goodey's fingers vanished across the piano keys as he closed his eyes and turned into something that was all love and pain and roots etched into his dark mocha skin as he wrapped everyone in the melody.

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday

And the manager gives me a smile

Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see

To forget about life for a while

Will watched as Goodey geared up for the pre-chorus, curving his back in concentration and nodding his head along with the sounds of the carnival Will could see in the back of his mind when he closed his eyes. He could almost smell the corndogs and cotton candy and the breeze across the water of the bay.

And the piano it sounds like a carnival

And the microphone smells like a beer

And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar and say

'Man, what are you doin' here?'

La la la da di da

La la da di da da da

Sing us a song you're the piano man

Sing us a song tonight

Cause we're all in the mood for a melody

And you got us feelin' all right!

Beth and Fi jumped up, clapping maniacally as Goodey's song drew to a close and dancing on the spot as Goodey humored them and played some of the instrumental parts of the song. When the group finally settled down, Will took charge and clapped a few times before speaking.

"Excellent job, Goodey. Your piano skills are fantastic. Seriously, they're almost unreal-how long have you been playing?" Will asked and Goodey shrugged.

"Three months, maybe, four." he muttered and Will's jaw dropped.

"You've been playing piano since you were four months old?"

"Give or take. My Meemaw's always said I was musically inclined." Goodey replied as if it was no big deal.

"I think I might have to agree. Now obviously, Beth picked the song-"

"Goodey's got mad skillz on the keys, Schue! Of course I'd pick Piano Man! Duh!" Beth called from the back and Goodey grinned at her, nodding his head as he slid back to his seat.

"So I guess I'm next?" Liam asked quietly and Will nodded, motioning for him to come up to the front and perform. Liam walked slowly through the room and soon stood across from a bright red electric guitar. "Can I use this?" he asked softly and Will shrugged.

"We've got the equipment, all we've gotta do is set it up." he replied and five minutes later Liam was plucking the strings of the guitar, turning and twisting the tuning pegs as he tried to find what he was looking for.

Finally, he struck the strings and a chord rang out, which he let vibrate for a moment before strumming for a few beats and opening his mouth to sing.

This time, I wonder what it feels like

To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of

But dreams just aren't enough

So I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling

The moment when we're meeting will play out like a scene

Straight off the silver screen

So I'll be holding my breath, could this be the end

Is this the moment when I find the one that I'll spend forever with?

Cause nobody wants to be the last one there

And everyone wants to feel like someone cares

Someone to love with my life in their hands

There's gotta be somebody for me, Ohh

Nobody wants to do it on their own

And everyone wants to know they're not alone

There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere

There's gotta be somebody for me out there!

Liam didn't do much during his performance other than stand there and get lost in his guitar playing but it was still pretty moving, in Will's opinion. Liam let the last chord reverberate through the choir room before looking back up at the group, waiting for feedback.

"Sara, you want to let us know why you chose this song for Liam?" Will asked and Sara snapped to attention immediately, causing Will to roll his eyes in a way that said 'Great. Rachel Berry 2.0.'

"Well, I noticed that Liam prefers to spend most of his time alone and in his own company, which isn't bad by the way, but I feel that he's just crying out for someone to be there for him through his self-imposed semi-silence-"

"I hate Nickelback." Liam interrupted, pulling the guitar back over his head and setting it on the stand before heading over to disconnect the wiring silently.

"Apparently I misjudged." Sara said, furrowing her brows together, confused. "But I thought-"

"You thought wrong, Hubert." Liam interrupted again, throwing himself down into the chair farthest from Sara and stewing in his own feelings as Will moved to the front of the room.

"You see, you guys? How wrong you were about each other? Let's try singing together-as a single unit-one more time and see if we can give it all we've got."

Da da da da

Da da da da

Da da da da

Da da da da

Da da da da

Da da da da

Da da da da

Da da da da

Sara spun onto the stage and stopped, arms wide and hands splayed as she began to sing.

Just a small town girl

Livin' in a lonely world

She took the midnight train goin' anywhere

Beth ran up the aisle from behind the audience seating as she sang, skipping and twirling joyfully as she bopped along to the beat.

Just a city boy

Born and raised in south Detroit

He took the midnight train goin' anywhere

Fi and Liam did an updated sort of waltz onto the stage, edged with a bit of salsa dancing and as Liam twirled Fi out they sang.

A singer in a smoky room

The smell of wine and cheap perfume

For a smile they can share the night

It goes on and on and on and on

Everyone made their way up onto the stage to sing the chorus as they bounced around with each other, no defining dance moves in place.

Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching in the night

Streetlights people, living just to find emotion

Hiding somewhere in the night

Meggie joined Goodey at the piano bench, pretending to play along withhim as she began to belt out the next verse.

Working hard to get my fill

Everybody wants a thrill

Paying anything to roll the dice

Just one more time

Goodey joined Meggie for the second part of the verse, their voices melding as they pressed their sides together playfully, laughing the whole time.

Some will win, some will lose

Some are gonna sing the blues

Oh the movie never ends

It goes on and on and on and on

Goodey continued to pound away as Meggie jumped up and ran towards the group still dancing around on stage, sliding Tom Cruise-like onto center stage as the chorus picked up once more.

Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching in the night

Streetlights people, living just to find emotion

Hiding somewhere in the night

Goodey's piano music stopped abruptly but the kids continued a cappella, amazing Will at how well they got along if they only put in a little bit of effort. This year-and, quite possibly, the years following-was shaping up to be something spectacular in Will's opinion.

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

Street lights, people

Oh oh oh

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

Street lights, people

Oh oh oh

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

Street lights, people

Oh oh oh

At this point, the group had huddled together in a half-circle, each sticking a hand in the center, one on top of the other with the rhythm of the words before finally throwing them up in the air as they sang at the top of their lungs


Will clapped and stood, applauding the group as they laughed and play fought with each other on the stage. Fi and Beth were playing Ring Around the Rosie, Goodey had Liam in a headlock and Liam was standing there, trying to find anybody to get him away from Sara's diatribe. Will decided to intervene-after all, there's no such thing as too much practice.

No one noticed Lady watching from the back of the auditorium, crossing her arms angrily and huffing as she turned away, stomping childishly through the doors.

No one noticed Thusah as he watched from above, gripping the railing of the balcony so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

No one noticed as Daisy sat in the back of the audience, in the shadows, wishing for the glory days once again as she tried not to cry at how simple everything was for the ones on the stage.

"Hey guys? That was great. Journey would be proud. Liam we need to work on your stage fright and Meggie? You were a tiny bit flat but I think we can get you into the right range for your voice. The other teams at Nationals won't know what hit'em."

The kids cheered at Will's statements and he grinned, glad to be back in the saddle for another year.

"From the top."

A/N: Okay so what'd everybody think? Did you guys like the songs that I picked and how I tried to lay it out like the show does? Any characters you love already(or love to hate?)? What was your favorite part-line, scene, etc? I want feedback so I can write this better! I'm gonna try and set it up like a season of Glee so, yes, ladies and gentlemen, that means twenty two episodes and hopefully another eighty four(count'em) chapters! Also, in any reviews you might leave, let me know some songs you'd like to hear, or possibly an idea you might like to see played out-you never know, it might just show up! Also, I have an idea for a contest for a little bit later in the story to possibly introduce a new character so keep an eye out for that! Review, fave, and watch me!

And another thing? You guys are awesome. Absolutely, totaly freaking awesome! I was not expecting that many hits and favorites and alerts at all(I was thinking more along the lines of, like, one person) so now I'm all excited and bouncy and such! I love you guys! I suck at making speeches! Don't stop believin'!

Also to answer some burning questions:

internationalgleek786: Yes! We will absolutely see more of the original Gleeks but I'm not telling you who and I'm not telling you when! Can't guarantee a ND reunion this year but I have a plot line in mind that I'm not sure if I want to go through with or not yet so we'll see if that pans out-something else entirely may come up!

LisiLouLah-I love your name. For some reason it makes me think of Lady and the Tramp and not in a mean way-it's one of my favortie Disney movies ever besides Alice in Wonderland! Thanks for watching!

ness-All questions will be answered in time! Kurt and Blaine may not even be together in this fic but I do love me some Klaine-ness so it's quite possible...

.AJ: Thanks for the awesome! I think awesome is the most awesome word in the history of awesome. I'm so glad you liked Drescher-he's one of my babies. I have an entire story line planned out for him so you can look forward to that. I'm not exactly positive where Santana is at this point but I can guarantee you it's not working a pole. I absolutely love Santana, especially now that we've seen she has more than just the exterior bitch layer. I'm not positive if Quinn has another child or not right now but if she does she's probably a widowed mother because for some reason I just love watching lonely!Quinn because she's so mush more vulnerable even as she tries harder to hide it.