Vocal Adrenaline Invitationals

[rachel berry]

Invitationals!
Welcome! If you are a member of Vocal Adrenaline or just along to watch, please post in this thread for the event. All VA members must attend, it is compulsory! But aside from that, have fun!

[Jesse St. James]

"A dream is something that fills up the emptiness inside. The one thing that, you know if it came true, all of the hurt would go away."

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"Who am I to break this young girl's heart?/How the mighty rise and fall/I will not be beaten/You have yet to see me shining, shining/I wont take this lying down/I will not be beaten
You have yet to see me shining, shining."

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Jesse stood behind the stage. It was thirty minutes to showtime. Like any actor, he always got a little bit of stage fright. It brought sweat to his palms and exhilaration into veins. He breathed a heavy breath. Usually, he found these nights exciting and invigorating. But he didn't feel in the mood tonight. Things with Rachel were not as he had hoped. As he peaked out from behind the curtain, he saw the scene almost as though it was happening before him. He had come back to get his bag when Rachel appeared. They had made up. Finally, things seemed to be going right, hope was in sight. And suddenly, both Wynnie and Emily had showed up and ruined everything, convinced Rachel of the lies that they were feeding her for their own benefits. He sighed heavily. His chances with Rachel had slipped through his hands like sand. He didn't know what to do next, what steps to take. Would she even listen now? Would she already be long gone? He had already done enough if the first time. But, he didn't care. He had to do something to fix it. He had to try and convince her.

People slowly began to file in. The thing about the Mt. Caramel shows was that they never were just for friends and family. It was filled with all kinds of critics and talent scouts. The shows were more than just that. They were like tests, performances that could, at any moment change their lives. This knowledge alone made show nights insanely stressful. Everyone felt the pressure and thus, everyone was at each other throats. Tension was always so thick in the air. In the end, however, everyone usually made up.

Another sigh left as he turned way from the curtain and to the backstage. He leaned against the wall. He was usually high strung at these times, ready to preform at his best. But, not this time. Lately, his performances had been very taxing for him. He had to act like everything was alright and combined with the all the effort he had to put into performing, it was a very emotionally exhausting situation. He would be spent by the end of the night.

As usual, Ms. Coccran was running around with her head cut off. Sometimes, it was sort of funny to watch. But, she was fearsome when she was stressed. She usually got so emotional and stressed out that she went off on everyone, only to return a few minutes later and apologize. It was a virtual certainty and helped keep everyone on task and driven, while making everyone fear her just a little bit more than they did already.

Jesse used to like Ms. Coccran, but ever since he had developed an unlikely friendship with Ms. Pillsbury, he held a grudge. She had been unfair to toy with Mr. Shue like she had. It had hurt Ms. Emma for than she liked to admit. It was a heartless thing to do. She did it to get what she wanted. Jesse had always thought that he and his glee teacher had that in common. He now realized how wrong he was. And, ever since had had been with New Directions, he had seen what Glee club could be, what it was supposed to be. New Directions was talented and driven. They were, perhaps, a bit ADD. But, they were a family. Vocal Adrenaline was not.

Tag: everyone
Song: Murder on the Dancefloor- Sophie Ellis Bextor
Notes:

[jakeson whithers]

I wasn't entirely looking forward to the invitationals. I knew that I'd just get pushed out again, called an outcast and ignored. That's what I was, anyway. I also knew that I'd have to walk from the apartment to school as my brother wouldn't bother getting up to drive me. I sighed, pulling on a shirt and some jeans. I looked in the mirror and then sorted out my hair, shaking my head at my reflection. I looked a mess, as usual. It wasn't like Sean gave me enough money to get nice clothes like he did. I'd never been in his bedroom but I was pretty sure he had plenty of nice things that cost a lot of money. He just got me the odd thing for Christmas or my birthday. Maybe he'd get me some nice shirts for this coming birthday. I rolled my eyes at my reflection. Yeah, when pigs fly. I sighed, moving away from the mirror and into the kitchen. I'd got ready a few sandwiches, chocolate bars and a few bottles of water. I took my bag from the counter and began to put the things from the counter into the bag. I closed it when they were all in, pulling the bag over my head and resting it on my shoulder. I walked out of the kitchen and picked up my jacket from the back of the chair.

I didn't know whether there'd be any point in saying bye to Sean. I bit my lip, walking towards his door and lifting my hand to knock. But it opened and Sean was raising his eyebrows at me. "Thought you'd gone." he said slowly. I shook my head. "I was just about to come and say bye." I told him, dropping my hand and turning away from him. "So, bye." I said, making my way to the door. He frowned at me and then shook his head. "Here, I'll give you a lift. I'm going that way anyway." he told me, pulling on his own jumped and grabbing his keys from the back of his door. I smiled at him slightly. "Thanks." I mumbled. He just shrugged and walked outside. I walked with him and then got into the car as he did. He started it and then drove towards my school. I didn't look at him because I was afraid this kind mood would simply just disappear. I turned my head, looking for my school and smiling when I saw it. "Are you making your way home?" he asked me. I blinked and then nodded. "Yeah. I guess." I mumbled. He smiled. The rarest thing you could ever see. Sean smile without it being in a rude or smirking manner. He pulled into my school car park and parked his car, looking over at me. "When's it finish?" he asked me. I just shrugged. "Phone me and I'll pick you up." he said. I raised my eyebrows at him. "Okay..thanks, Sean." I told him. He laughed. "Get out, gay." he said, frowning. I smiled, getting out of the car. He reversed out, turning his music on as he did. I watched him go, frowning at why he seemed to be in such a good mood. Usually, he would've hit me before I'd gone.

I shrugged it off, walking into the school and then towards the auditorium. I didn't know how many people were here as I hadn't bothered to look for the other cars in the car park. I saw someone, though. Jesse. I walked towards the stage and then dropped my bag behind the curtain, looking at Jesse. "Hey." I smiled. I didn't know if he'd talk to me, honestly. I didn't usually speak.

622 words. this sucks. >_>