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Heal The World
Season 1, Episode 16
LucasHTW
Air date December 30, 2011
Written by JamesonOTP
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Heal the World is the sixteenth episode of Kurt's Boy 86's ongoing fan fiction, Glee: The Next Generation. The episode was originally released on December 29, 2011. The Definitive Edition was released the same day. It differs significantly and has been re-released with a special cover image.

This episode is Lucas-centric.

Differences

As this was released side-by-side, I don't wanna be in depth about the differences so I don't spoil things.

  • The language is a little worse.
  • There is a song in this version cut from the standard edition.
  • The sex scene is unedited.
  • The violence has not been cut

Disclaimer

The following story you are about to read may be a little intense, but it is as it was meant to be told. It contains sexuality, but most importantly strong language and violence. It also deals with the sensitive subject of bullying, discrimination, homophobia, and hate crimes. It uses words that may be considered homophobic. I DO NOT condone such behavior or language, however I feel it was nessecary to tell the story and relay a message. Please, if you feel you do not wish to read the unedited version, go here for the edited version. Also, this episode is longer than usual. Thanks.

The Definitive Edition: "Heal the World

So here's what you missed on Glee: The Next Generation:

New Directions won Regionals, but a group dropped out and now Vocal Adrenaline will be there, too. Lucas had a secret crush on his best friend, Louis, but Azimio photocopied his journal and now it's not so secret. Neither is Lucas' crush. John and Miles got into a fight because Miles told about John cutting himself and they got suspended. Declan joined New Directions so they could compete at Regionals. He actually kind of liked it. Now he might stay for a while.

And that's what you missed on Glee!

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Lucas shut his locker and started down the hallway. He didn’t look up when he passed his ex-best friend and ex-crush, Louis. Louis was leaning against the wall in his letterman jacket, accompanied by Azimio and a few guys Lucas didn’t know.

Just keep moving, Lucas, he told himself. Don’t even pay any attention to Louis. If he was truly your friend, he would have never stopped being your friend just because he knew you were bisexual. All thanks to Azimio at that.

“Faggot,” Louis said, followed by a chuckle.

Lucas swallowed the growing lump in his throat and didn’t look up.

I look up, he can see the tears forming. Don’t let him have that satisfaction.

“Lucas?” Jaxon asked, as he walked around the corner. “What’s up?”

“Nothing, Jaxon.”

Lucas tried to walk past Jaxon, but Jaxon grabbed his shoulders and stopped him dead in his tracks.

“Don’t say nothing. Something’s up,” Jaxon said.

Jaxon looked up to see Louis and Azimio giving each other a high five, smiling from ear to ear.

“They said something to you, didn’t they?” Jaxon asked, looking Lucas in the eyes.

Lucas nodded. “Please, don’t say anything.”

Jaxon let go of Lucas and started toward the group of jocks.

“You guys got something to say? Think you’re funny, huh? Say something to me. Come on, Louis. Pick on someone more capable of defending themselves.”

Louis scoffed. “Please, Pierce. I’m not afraid of you. You gonna try and stop me, huh? You and what army?”

“Us,” Evan said, appearing behind Jaxon with Miles and John by his side.

“I thought they were suspended,” Azimio said.

“We’re back as of today,” Miles said.

“Yeah, and we’ve managed to work things out and now we’re friends again, which means we’ll gladly team up and put you dorks in your place,” John said.

Azimio laughed. “What, do you think I’m scared?”

“I’ve been getting help for my cutting,” John said. “Which means, I have a lot of pent-up aggression and I’m looking for someone to give me an excuse to take it out on them instead.”

“Try us,” Evan said.

Azimio shook his head in disbelief. “I think we stirred up the whole damn pride parade.”

Evan started forward, but Miles grabbed him.

“Come on,” Louis said. “We’ll have plenty of time for these punks later.”

Azimio reluctantly followed Louis and their friends, only looking back once.

“This is out of control,” Jaxon said. “Louis has been terrorizing Lucas ever since Azimio handed out those pages from Lucas’ journal.”

“Something has to be done,” John said.

“McKinley could really use a Gay-Straight Alliance,” Miles said.

“That’s it,” Evan said. “Let’s go talk to Mr. Figgins.”

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Will, Beiste, Emma, and Sue were all gathered around Figgins, who looked seriously at Evan, Bella, Hallie, Jaxon, Lucas, James, Miles, and John.

“This office is incredibly cramped,” Sue said.

“I couldn’t agree more,” Figgins said.

“About the office being so cramped?” Emma asked.

“No. About the Gay-Straight Alliance,” Figgins said. “I think it is a wonderful idea. Anti-LGBT bullying has always been a big issue here at McKinley. I think it’s about time that we instated one.”

“Lucas has been terrorized ever since it got out that he’s bisexual,” Jaxon said.

“Well, I could take care of the bullying problem if you give me names,” Figgins said.

“I can’t,” Lucas said. “They’ll come back eventually and it will only make it worse. I just want a place where I am among my peers and feel like I belong.”

“Isn’t that what Glee Club is?” Will asked.

“No offense, Mr. Schue,” Lucas replied. “Glee Club is that, but it caters to music and show choir. I need a play that mainly caters to being a gay, lesbian, bisexual, or transgender.”

“I understand,” Will said.

“I would like a couple of teachers to be the club directors. Now, Mr. Schue is already director of Glee Club, so I was hoping some of the rest of you would like to volunteer to be a co-director.”

“I’m in,” Sue said. “I spent the greater amount of my life fighting for the rights of Jean and Becky and I will gladly fight for the rights of the outcast gay, lesbian, and bisexual students of McKinley. Plus, I also promised Kurt years ago, before he transferred, that I would patrol these halls.”

“Great, Sue,” Figgins said.

“I would, but I’m so busy with football. We’re about to be in the tournament,” Beiste said. “I feel so bad.”

“I’ll do it,” Emma said. “It only seems right, seeing as I’m a counselor.”

Figgins smiled. “Excellent. Jaxon, Hallie, and Evan, you three all represent different members of the LGBT community. Gay, lesbian, and bisexual, respectively. So, I’m naming you the student captains.”

Jaxon smiled. “Thanks, Mr. Figgins. This means so much to me.”

“Alright, everyone, you are dismissed,” Figgins said. “You can all return to Glee Club.”

“Wouldn’t be caught dead there,” Sue said.

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Mr. Schue shut the door behind him as he, Jaxon, James, Bella, Miles, Hallie, John, and Evan filed into the choir room.

“Guys, you have all gave me a great idea for a lesson this week,” Will said, walking over to the dry erase board.

“I’m so excited,” Honey said as she looked over at Declan.

“The discrimination that some members of the Glee Club is facing has led me to the decision that we need to pay tribute to the king of music about love, tolerance, discrimination, hate, acceptance, and bigotry.”

“Elton John?” Breezy asked.

“No, Michael Jackson,” Will answered. “Michael dedicated his life to fighting hate and injustice in his personal life and in his music. At times, it was deemed controversial and he caught a lot of flack, but it never stopped being inspirational.”

“Yes!” James exclaimed. “I love Michael Jackson.”

Will scribbled something on the board and stepped aside.


Michael Jackson:

The King of Tolerance


“So, obviously, your assignment is this: perform songs by Michael Jackson about the topics of loving one another, hate, discrimination, acceptance, or tolerance. It can be toward racism, sexism, or homophobia. It doesn’t matter. As long as the message is clear. And whenever bullies try to bother you, don’t fight back with fists. Fight back with song.”

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Miles, John, Kevin, and Jaxon walked toward the football field together. Louis and Azimio looked up and started toward them.

“Well, looks like the pride parade came to us,” Azimio said with a smile.

“We aren’t here to look for a fight,” Jaxon said.

“Because you know you’d lose,” Louis said.

“I guess you haven’t heard about me,” Miles said. “I got suspended for fighting last week.”

“Last week is old news, Miles,” Louis said. “You’re acting like you’re so tough, but you know what? You’re not bad.”

“Is that so?” Miles said, taking off his helmet and laying it aside.

“Your butt is mine,” Miles sang. “Gonna tell you right, just show your face in broad daylight. I'm telling you on how I feel, gonna hurt your mind. Don't shoot to kill. Come on, come on, get on me all right. I'm giving you on the count of three to show your stuff or let it be. I'm telling you just watch your mouth. I know your game, what you're about. Well they say the sky's the limit and to me that's really true. But my friend, you have seen nothing. Just wait 'til I get through. Because I'm bad, I'm bad, come on.”

“Really, really bad,” Jaxon, John, and Kevin sang as they began to dance behind Miles.

“You know I'm bad. I’m bad. You know it!”

“Really, really bad.”

“You know I'm bad. I’m bad. Come on, you know!”

“Really, really bad.”

“And the whole world has to answer right now,” Miles sang. “Just to tell you once again, who's bad.”

Azimio rolled his eyes and looked over at Louis, who wasn’t too impressed.

“The word is out, you're doin' wrong,” Miles sang. “Gonna lock you up before too long. Your lyin' eyes gonna tell you right. So listen up, don't make a fight. Your talk is cheap, you're not a man. You're throwin' stones to hide your hands. But they say the sky's the limit and to me that's really true. But my friend, you have seen nothing. Just wait 'til I get through. Because I'm bad, I'm bad, come on.”

“Really, really bad,” Jaxon, John, and Kevin sang.

“You know I'm bad. I’m bad. You know it!”

“Really, really bad.”

“You know I'm bad. I’m bad. Come on, you know!”

“Really, really bad.”

“And the whole world has to answer right now,” Miles sang. “Just to tell you once again, who's bad.”

“Lame!” Azimio exclaimed.

“Please, you guys don’t look bad,” Louis said. “You look like a bunch of sissy queers.”

“They look like a gay chorus line gang,” Azimio said.

Jaxon exhaled sharply. “You can cut the gay slurs, okay?”

Azimio rolled his eyes. “I’m gonna go practice some football. You guys can stay here and practice your act for the drag club if you want.”

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Louis walked down the hallway, still wearing his uniform, headed toward his locker.

“Excuse me,” a guy said. Louis looked up at him. He was at least six foot tall and blonde.

“Yes?” Louis asked.

“I’m lost. Can you help me?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Louis said. “My name is Louis Stephenson.

“My name is Chad Riker-Smith.”

“So what can I help you with?”

“I need to find someone named Emma Pillsbury.”

“Oh, you mean Pillsbury-Schuester. She married the Glee Club director.”

“Glee Club? This school actually has one of those? That’s so gay. Glee Club is for fags.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. I used to be best friends with this one guy and he joined Glee Club. Then, next thing I know, he’s bisexual.”

“You’re not still friends with him, are you?” Chad asked.

“Hell no! Do I look like some queer? Queers need to stick together. Maybe ship them off to some island away from the rest of normal people.”

“That’s good,” Chad said. “I can’t stand faggots. I got expelled at my last school because of an incident. Nothing big, though. I just spray painted ‘fag’ on his locker and blacked his eye.”

“Sounds like my type of person,” Louis said. “Here, let me show you to the counselor’s office.”

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As Jaxon walked to the choir room the next morning with a stack of flyers for the McKinley High Gay-Straight Alliance, he saw Lucas sitting all alone. Jaxon set down the flyers and walked over to where Lucas sat.

“What’s up, Lucas?” Jaxon asked, taking a seat in the chair beside him.

“This has just been so hard. I’ve been forced out of the closet, I lost my best friend, and I’m still single and alone.”

Jaxon smiled. “You’re not alone, Lucas.”

“I feel so deserted. I’m just at a loss of where to go in life or what to do.”

“Lucas, there is a song that I listen to when I’m feeling like I’m alone and it also fits our assignment this week. Could I sing it to you?”

Lucas smiled. “Would you?”

“Of course, I would. Luckily, I saw that Mr. Schue has the instrumental version over in his CD collection since we have no band.”

Jaxon got up and walked over to Mr. Schue’s CD collection. When he found what he was looking for, he opened the CD case, walked over to the stereo, loaded the CD, and pressed play.

“Another day has gone, I'm still all alone,” Jaxon sang. “How could this be, you're not here with me. You never said goodbye, someone tell me why. Did you have to go and leave my world so cold? Every day I sit and ask myself how did love slip away? Something whispers in my ear and says that you are not alone, for I am here with you. Though you're far away, I am here to stay. But you are not alone, for I am here with you. Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart but you are not alone.”

Jaxon walked over and sat down beside Lucas, singing to him.

“Just the other night, I thought I heard you cry asking me to come and hold you in my arms. I can hear your prayers, your burdens I will bear. But first, I need your hand then forever can begin. Every day I sit and ask myself how did love slip away? Something whispers in my ear and says that you are not alone, for I am here with you. Though you're far away, I am here to stay. But you are not alone, for I am here with you. Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart but you are not alone. Oh whisper three words and I'll come runnin'. And I, and boy you know that I'll be there, I'll be there. You are not alone, for I am here with you. Though you're far away, I am here to stay. You are not alone, for I am here with you. Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart. You are not alone. You are not alone. I am here with you. I am here with you. Though you're far away. Though you are far away, I am here to stay For you are not alone. You are always in my heart. For I am here with you. Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart. For you are not alone. Not alone, oh. You are not alone, you are not alone. Say it again. You are not alone, you are not alone. Not alone, not alone. If you just reach out for me, boy. In the morning, in the evening. Not alone, not alone. You and me, not alone. Oh together, together. Not, not being alone. Not ,not being alone.”

Lucas smiled as the song came to an end. “Thanks, Jaxon. I feel better. At least, I have you guys. And you’re right. I’m not alone."

Jaxon hugged Lucas. “Glad I could help. Things will get better around here. The GSA is the first step in that.”

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Later that day, everyone filed into the choir room for Glee Club. Lucas smiled from ear to ear as he walked in.

“Alright guys, anyone have a song they would like to perform?” Will asked.

Lucas raised his hand.

“Lucas, I’m not used to you being so enthusiastic,” Will said. “Come on up and do your thing.”

“I took my baby on a Saturday bang,” Lucas sang as he began to dance like Michael Jackson. “Boy, is that girl with you? Yes, we're one and the same. Now, I believe in miracles and a miracle has happened tonight. But, if you're thinkin' about my baby, it don't matter if you're black or white.”

Lucas took Hallie’s hand and helped her from her seat. Hallie smiled as she began to dance around with Lucas.

“They print my message in the Saturday Sun. I had to tell them I ain't second to none. And I told ‘em about equality and it's true, you’re either wrong or you’re right. But, if you're thinkin' about my baby, it don't matter if you're black or white.”

Jaxon began to clap along with the song. John got up and joined Hallie and Lucas to dance.

“I am tired of this devil. I am tired of this stuff. I am tired of this business. So when the going gets rough, I ain't scared of your brother. I ain't scared of no sheets. I ain't scared of nobody. Girl, when the goin' gets mean. Protection for gangs, clubs, and nations. Causing grief in human relations. It’s a turf war on a global scale. I’d rather hear both sides of the tale. See, it’s not about races, just places, faces. Where your blood comes from is where your space is. I’ve seen the bright get duller. I’m not gonna spend my life being a color. Don’t tell me you agree with me when I saw you kicking dirt in my eye. But, if you're thinkin' about my baby, it don't matter if you're black or white. I said, if you're thinkin' about my baby, it don't matter if you're black or white. I said, if you're thinkin' about being my brother, it don't matter if you're black or white. It’s black, it’s white. It’s tough for you to get by. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s black, it’s white. Ooh! It’s black, it’s white. It’s tough for you to get by. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s black, uh, uh. Alright. It’s black, it’s white. It’s tough for you to get by. Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s black, it’s white. Ooh!”

Will and the rest of the Glee Club stood up and applauded.

“Wow, Lucas,” Will said. “That is exactly what I had in mind when I assigned this lesson. Good job.”

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Louis, Chad, and Azimio stopped in their tracks when they saw the flyer on the bulletin board.


McKinley High Gay-Straight Student Alliance

A support group for all LGBT students!

Come share your stories with your peers!

A safe haven among friends!

First meeting is tomorrow after school in Coach Sue’s classroom.


Chad shook his head in disbelief. “Can you believe this? This school is promoting the choice of being a queer.”

“Sometime should be done,” Louis said. “It’s sick.”

“I say we create our own club and put it at the same time,” Azimio said. “That way, people who don’t approve the school try to force the gay agenda down our throats can take a stand.”

“I like the way you think, Z,” Chad said. “The Straight Alliance, a support group for the straight and proud. Come help your peers stop the gay agenda. A safe haven for those you don’t wanna be converted. First meeting is tomorrow after school on the football field. Print that up on a flyer, Lou.”

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James waited in the open court, for Jaxon after school. When Jaxon finally walked down the steps, his heart soared.

“I’m so happy to see you, baby,” James said as he threw his arms around Jaxon.

“Me too,” Jaxon said as he kissed James’ cheek.

“I have thought about it long and hard,” James said. “And I’m ready, Jaxon.”

“Ready for what, James?”

“I’m ready to have sex with you. The thought of it no longer intimidates me and after what happened, I feel like now’s the time.”

“You’re referring to the New Year’s party where me and Evan--”

“Yes, I am and please don’t remind me. I mean, Valentine’s Day is right around the corner. I wanna strike while the iron is hot.”

“And believe me, James. The thought of having sex with you, it doesn’t get much hotter than that.”

James took Jaxon’s hand. “So, then you’ll let me give myself to you?”

Jaxon smiled. “Are you sure you want this?”

“More than anything else in the whole entire world.”

“This is a huge step and you don’t have to do it, James.”

“I know. Just please, let me, Jaxon,” James said, his eyes pleading.

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James led Jaxon up to his room and opened the door.

“Excuse my bed. I didn’t make it this morning. And don’t worry, my dad won’t be home until late and my mom is over at her friends. We have a couple of hours.”

Jaxon took hold of James’ head and leaned forward and kissed him deeply. James’ eyes went wide at first, but soon the surprise subsided.

“Wow,” James said as Jaxon tossed his shirt aside. He reached over and lifted James’s shirt over his head and threw it aside. Jaxon cupped James’s pecs as he gently kissed his neck.

“It’s about to be too late to go back,” Jaxon said. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” James exclaimed, pulling Jaxon closer to him, the buckles of their belts getting tangled.

Jaxon hurriedly undid his belt, pulled it free of his belt loops, and stripped down to his boxer briefs. James also took off his belt and pants. Jaxon laughed.

“What?” James asked, worried.

“Your underwear are so cute,” Jaxon said as he looked down at James’s white briefs. “Tighty-whities.”

Jaxon pushed James on the bed and climbed on top of him, kissing him. He grabbed James’ wrists and pinned them above James’ head.

“Wow. You’re a lot bigger than I am,” James said.

“That doesn’t matter,” Jaxon said. “All that matters is I love you.”

James gasped as Jaxon tightened grip on his wrists. Jaxon fumbled around looking for something in his pants pockets. It didn’t take James long to realize that it was protection and a small bottle. Jaxon planted a kiss on James’ stomach before readying himself.

Before James knew what happened, he was one with the man he loved, this hot boy who couldn’t stop kissing him or touching him. This boy who’s touch sent shivers up his spine. This boy who seemed to be in love with his body as much as he was Jaxon’s.

Jaxon rolled over and laid beside James, out of breath.

James swallowed a lump in his throat. “Was I better than Evan?”

Jaxon smiled. “I absolutely am in love with you.”

James smiled. “So that’s a yes?”

“Every inch of you,” Jaxon emphasized.

James laid his head over on Jaxon’s bare chest, able to feel and hear the beat of Jaxon’s heart.

“Can I just lay here like this until my mom gets home?” James asked.

Jaxon scooped James into his arms. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

James smiled as Jaxon kissed him on the top of his head.

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New Directions stood in the April Rhodes Civic Pavilion, the lights lowered and just a stop light on them as they stood in a triangle formation.

The music began and Will began to tap his foot to the beat.

“Do you remember when we fell in love?” Breezy sang. “We were young and innocent then. Do you remember how it all began? It just seemed like heaven. So why did it end?”

“Do you remember back in the fall?” James sang. “We'd be together all day long. Do you remember us holding hands? In each other's eyes we'd stare. Tell me.”

“Do you remember the time when we fell in love?” New Directions sang. “Do you remember the time when we first met, babe? Do you remember the time when we fell in love? Do you remember the time?”

“Do you remember how we used to talk?” Nicole sang. “You know we'd stay on the phone at night till dawn. Do you remember all the things we said? Like I love you so. I'll never let you go.”

“Do you remember back in the spring?” Declan sang. “Every morning bird would sing.”

“Do you remember those special times?” Honey sang, taking Declan’s hand. “That just go on and on in the back of my mind.”

“Do you remember the time when we fell in love?” New Directions sang. “Do you remember the time when we first met, babe? Do you remember the time when we fell in love? Do you remember the time?”

“Those sweet memories will always be dear to me,” Jaxon sang. “And boy, no matter what we said, I will never forget what we did. Now baby.”

“Do you remember the time when we fell in love?” New Directions sang. “Do you remember the time when we first met, babe? Do you remember the time when we fell in love? Do you remember the time? Do you remember, babe? On the phone, you and me till dawn. Two or three. What about us, babe? Do you, do you, do you, do you? In the park? On the beach? You and me in Spain. What about, what about, oh, in the park after dark? Do you, do you, do you, do you? Yeah, yeah, yeah! Whoo! Remember the times, remember the times.”

The music ended and the lights came up. Will stood up and applauded.

“That was impressive!” Will said. “Declan, you were pretty good.”

Declan smiled. “I always thought I wasn’t very good.”

“But, while this is a love song, it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. However, you guys did a great job. Okay, you guys are dismissed.”

“Who all is going to the GSA?” Jaxon asked.

“I have a Brainiacs Club meeting,” Nicole said. “So I’m out.”

“Everyone else then?” Evan asked.

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Sue stood at the front of the classroom, her arms crossed. Emma sat beside her.

“So, welcome to the first meeting of the McKinley High Gay-Straight Alliance,” Sue said. “Does anybody have any stories they would like to share?”

Lucas raised his hand. “I do.”

Sue nodded. “The floor is yours.”

“I always thought that something was wrong with me because I was bisexual,” Lucas said. “I had people always saying it was a choice and not something I was born with. I tried to hid who I was, but hiding was so exhausting. It was so hard trying to make sure I perfectly hid every piece of proof I was bisexual where no one could find it. Watching what I do or say. I was forced out of the closet by a bully. And even though, it made me wish I was dead and it cost me my best friend, I am thankful now because it’s so much easier to not have to hide and lie all the time.”

“I’m not out to my parents,” Evan said. “I’m scared of what they would say or do. I couldn’t imagine not having my parents’ love.”

Emma and Sue looked on, listening, tears in their eyes.

“I was lucky to have accepting parents,” Jaxon said. “My cousin Brittany had already came out as bisexual, so I was able to gauge how my family would react to me.”

James sighed. “I was in the closet with my family. Then I got outed when my parents found the promise ring Jaxon gave me. My mom won’t talk to me unless she has to. She doesn’t know how to react. And my dad…he hates me. He wants to send me to some camp where they turn you straight.”

“A brainwashing camp,” Sue said, disgusted.

“My mom knows about me,” Hallie said. “But my dad died before I could ever tell him. My mom is really supportive. I thought she wouldn’t be, being a Catholic. But when my dad died, my mom changed a lot. I guess she wants to hold on to the only piece of my dad she has left. And that’s me.”

“I haven’t told my parents, either,” Bella said. “But I’m sure they know. We just never talk about it.”

The door opened and Rose rushed in. “Guys!”

“What is it?” Emma asked.

“Some of the jocks are holding a Straight Alliance meeting on the football field. I was there to practice some moves for the Cheerios and I saw it. They’re saying some horrible things. Some new guy is there and he’s leading the charge. They’re talking about ‘taking action.’ God knows what they have in mind.”

Jaxon jumped up of his seat.

“Let us handle this,” Sue said.

“No offense, Coach Sylvester, but this just got personal,” Jaxon said. “We’re taking Mr. Schue’s advice. We’re not fighting with our fists. We’re gonna fight back with song.”

“Jaxon?” Emma called, but it was too late. Jaxon, Hallie, James, John, Bella, India, Miles, Declan, Honey, Lucas, and Evan were already out the door.

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Chad stood on the steps of the bleachers, looking out into a crowd of about fifteen to twenty people, Louis and Azimio among them.

“We need to talk a stand and tell people that we’re not gonna take them shoving their gay agenda down our throats,” Chad said. His words were met with fists pumping in the air.

“It’s no more shoving our gay agenda down your throat than you’re shoving your straight agenda down ours!” Jaxon shouted as he walked across the football field, his mini army following behind.

“Look, here they come now,” Chad said.

“We’re here to deliver a message,” John said. “You’re not welcome here, not with that attitude.”

“So why don’t you beat it?” India asked.

Chad laughed. “You guys have got to be kidding me.”

James glared at Chad as he walked forward with a boom-box. He set in on the bleachers and pressed play. India and John walked to the front of the group.

“They told him don't you ever come around here,” John sang, walking toward the bleachers. “Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear. The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear. So beat it, just beat it.”

“You better run, you better do what you can,” India sang, following John. “Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man. You wanna be tough, better do what you can. So beat it, but you wanna be bad.”

“Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it,” John and India sang. “No one wants to be defeated. Showin' how funky and strong is your fight. It doesn't matter who's wrong or right. Just beat it, beat it. Just beat it, beat it. Just beat it, beat it. Just beat it, beat it.”

“They're out to get you, better leave while you can,” John sang. “Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man. You wanna stay alive, better do what you can. So beat it, just beat it.”

“You have to show them that you're really not scared,” India sang. “You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare. They'll kick you, then they beat you, then they'll tell you it's fair. So beat it, but you wanna be bad.”

“Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it,” John and India sang, as they circled around Chad. “No one wants to be defeated. Showin' how funky and strong is your fight . It doesn't matter who's wrong or right. Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it. No one wants to be defeated. Showin' how funky and strong is your fight. It doesn't matter who's wrong or right. Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it. No one wants to be defeated. Showin' how funky and strong is your fight. It doesn't matter who's wrong or right. Just beat it, beat it. Beat it, beat it, beat it.”

Chad rolled his eyes.

“Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it,” John and India continued. “No one wants to be defeated. Showin' how funky and strong is your fight. It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right. Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it. No one wants to be defeated. Showin' how funky and strong is your fight. It doesn't matter who's wrong or right. Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it. No one wants to be defeated. Just beat it, beat it. Beat it, beat it, beat it.”

“Are you two done?” Chad asked.

“We mean it, Chad. Just go. Leave,” India said.

“And just who do you think you are?” Chad asked.

“India Wilson, HBIC of McKinley High.”

“Take your merry band of misfits back to the land of Oz and skip gaily down that yellow brick road,” Chad said. “I’m not stopping until something is done about the gay problem.”

“There is no gay problem,” Miles said. “These people are our friends.”

“Were your friends,” Chad corrected.

“What is that supposed to mean?” John asked.

“You’ll see. This isn’t over,” Chad said, walking down the steps. “Come on, everyone.”

India crossed her arms. “They just messed with the wrong bitch.”

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Jaxon sat alone in the choir room, thinking. Hallie stopped at the door and looked inside.

“Jaxon?” She asked.

“Yes, Hallie?” Jaxon asked, looking up.

“I know this whole thing has been bothering you. Wanna talk about it?”

Jaxon shook his head. “I just wanna scream.”

Hallie walked into the choir room. “I’ll tell you one thing I’ve learned. Sometimes, it helps to sing about it.”

Jaxon stood up. He turned and faced Hallie.

“Tired of injustice,” Jaxon sang. “Tired of the schemes. The lies are disgusting. So what does it mean, daddy? Kicking me down, I got to get up. As jacked as it sounds, the whole system sucks, daddy.”

“Peek in the shadow,” Hallie sang. “I come into the light. You tell me I'm wrong, then you better prove you're right. You're sellin' out souls but I care about mine. I've got to get stronger and I won't give up the fight.”

“With such confusions don't it make you wanna scream?” Jaxon sang.

“Make you wanna scream,” Hallie sang.

“You're bash abusin' victimize within the scheme,” Jaxon sang.

“You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize,” Hallie sang.

“Somebody please have mercy,” Jaxon and Hallie sang. “’Cause I just can't take it. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream.”

“Tired of you tellin' the story your way,” Jaxon sang. “It's causin' confusion, you think it's okay, dammit.”

“You changin' the rules,” Hallie said. “While I keep playin' the game. I can't take it much longer, I think I’mma go insane.”

“With such confusions don't it make you wanna scream?” Jaxon sang.

“Make you wanna scream,” Hallie sang.

“You're bash abusin' victimize within the scheme,” Jaxon sang.

“You find your pleasure scandalizin' every lie,” Hallie sang.

“Oh Father, please have mercy,” Jaxon and Hallie sang. “’Cause I just can't take it. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream.”

“Oh my God, can't believe what I saw as I turned on the TV, the city,” Hallie sang. “I was disgusted by all the injustice, all the injustice.”

“All the injustice,” Jaxon sang. “With such confusions don't it make you wanna scream?”

“Make you wanna scream,” Hallie sang.

“You're bash abusin' victimize within the scheme,” Jaxon sang.

“You find your pleasure scandalizin' every lie,” Hallie sang.

“Oh brother, please have mercy,” Jaxon and Hallie sang. “’Cause I just can't take it. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream. Stop pressurin' me. Just stop pressurin' me. Stop pressurin' me. Make me wanna scream.”

“Do you feel any better after getting that out?” Hallie asked.

“A little bit. This whole thing has me going berserk. I can’t stop thinking about Chad’s words and what he meant. I’m worried that this whole thing is about to get out of hand.”

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Jesse paced back and forth in front of the stage in Carmel High’s auditorium, watching the performance.

“So they came into the outway,” Archie sang. “It was Sunday, what a black day. Mouth to mouth resuscitation, Sounding heartbeats, intimidations. Annie are you OK? So, Annie are you OK? Are you OK Annie? Annie are you OK? So, Annie are you OK? Are you OK Annie? Annie are you OK? So, Annie are you OK? Are you OK Annie?” “Annie are you OK?” Vocal Adrenaline sang. “Will you tell us that you're OK? There's a sign in the window that he struck you, a crescendo Annie. He came into your apartment, he left the bloodstains on the carpet. Then you ran into the bedroom. You were struck down, it was your doom. Annie are you OK? So, Annie are you OK? Are you OK Annie? Annie You’ve been hit by, you’ve been struck by a smooth criminal.”

Jesse applauded. “Great job. Keep that up and New Directions doesn’t stand a chance at Nationals.”

Archie smiled wickedly.

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Lucas walked back down the street toward his house, his head hung down, barely watching where he was going.

“Hey, faggot!” Chad said.

Lucas looked up and saw Chad standing in front of him.

I don’t know what it is, but something is telling me this isn’t good. Turn around and run away, Lucas. Just run, run away—


Chad struck Lucas in the head, knocking him to his knees. Lucas screamed out in pain, trying to climb to his knees, but Chad brought his elbow down into the center of his back. Lucas fell face first onto the sidewalk.

“Please, Chad! Stop!” Lucas begged.

Chad began to kick Lucas in the stomach as hard as he could, repeatedly. Lucas clawed at Chad, trying to fight him off but he grew weaker and weaker. Before he knew it, he saw black and was out like a light.

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The next morning, Emma ran down the hall as fast as she could to Sue’s office. She felt like she was running in slow motion, unable to get there fast enough.

“Sue, it’s bad.”

Sue looked up from her desk. “What is?”

“It’s really bad,” Emma said, fighting back tears.

“What’s wrong?” Sue asked, standing up from her seat.

“We have to tell Will.”

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Emma, Sue, and Will stood at the front of the choir room, silent and sullen. James looked around.

“Where’s Lucas?” He asked.

“I’m sorry,” Sue said.

“What’s going on?” Miles asked.

Emma buried her face in her hands and began to cry. The Glee Club looked at one another, confused.

“There’s been a hate crime committed,” Will said, the entire livelihood sucked out of his voice. “Lucas was the target and he was beat up badly yesterday afternoon.”

“Is…is he dead?” Bella asked.

Will shook his head. “No. He’s in ICU. There was internal bruising and he has a few broken ribs. Internal bleeding…I can’t. I can’t do this.”

Will covered his mouth as a tear rolled down his cheek. Sue put a hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“The surgeons managed to stop the internal bleeding,” Sue said. “And if he improves, he may be moved to a regular room today. He will be out of school for a week at least. They have a few leads on who did it.”

“Obviously, it was Chad,” India said. “That asshole basically threatened to wipe him off the planet,”

“Watch your mouth,” Will said. “Besides, let’s not place blame until we have proof. The police are getting eyewitness sketches as we speak.

“Sorry, Mr. Schue, but our friend is fighting for his life thanks to him," India argued

“I have his room number so you can go visit him and bring him flowers,” Emma said.

Jaxon jumped up. He started toward the door, rage in his eyes.

“Jaxon!” Will said. “Don’t.”

“No, Mr. Schue. You can have Principal Figgins expel me if you want. But I’m taking a stand. This has gone too far and someone around here needs to do something, dammit!”

Will nodded. “You understand what repercussions you may face, Jaxon?”

“Yes, Mr. Schue.”

“We all do,” Hallie said as she joined Jaxon. “It’s time to picket if we must. Rally together.”

The rest of New Directions stood up and joined Jaxon and Hallie.

“If we learned one thing this week, Mr. Schue, it’s that Michael Jackson would stand up for what he believes in,” Jaxon said. “He would have fought the injustice through music, no matter how much controversy he stirred up. Why? Because he knew it was what he had to do.”

Will smiled. “Then I guess, lesson learned, Jaxon.”

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Jaxon marched through the courtyard, a focused look in his eyes. He was followed by the whole of New Directions, marching with homemade picket signs.

“Skin head, dead head,” Jaxon sang. “Everybody gone bad. Situation, aggravation. Everybody, allegation. In the suite, on the news. Everybody, dog food. Bang bang, shot dead. Everybody's gone mad.”

“All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us,” New Directions sang. “All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us.”

“Beat me, hate me,” James sang. “You can never break me. Will me, thrill me. You can never kill me. Do me, sue me. Everybody do me. Kick me, Kike me. Don't you black or white me.”

“All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us,” New Directions sang. “All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us.”

“Tell me what has become of my life,” Hallie sang. “I have a wife and two children who love me. I am the victim of police brutality, now. I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate. You're rapin' me of my pride. Oh, for God's sake. I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy. Set me free.”

Jaxon threw open the doors to the school and continued down the hallway.

“Skin head, dead head,” Evan sang. “Everybody gone bad. Trepidation, speculation. Everybody, allegation. In the suite, on the news. Everybody dog food. Black man, black male. Throw your brother in jail.”

“All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us,” New Directions sang. “All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us.”

As the marched, students stopped to look. It didn’t take long for other students to fall in line, joining the parade of picketers.

“Tell me what has become of my rights,” Bella sang. “Am I invisible because you ignore me? Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now. I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame. They're throwing me in a class with a bad name. I can't believe this is the land from which I came.”

“You know I do really hate to say it,” India sang. “The government don't wanna see but if Roosevelt was livin', he wouldn't let this be, no, no.”

“Skin head, dead head,” Miles sang. “Everybody gone bad. Situation, speculation. Everybody, litigation. Beat me, bash me. You can never trash me. Hit me, kick me/ You can never get me.”

“All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us,” all the students sang. “All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us.”

“Some things in life they just don't wanna see,” Declan sang. “But if Martin Luther was livin', he wouldn't let this be, no, no.”

“Skin head, dead head,” John sang. “Everybody gone bad. Situation, segregation. Everybody allegation. In the suite, on the news. Everybody dog food. Kick me, Kike me. Don't you wrong or right me.”

“All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us,” everyone sang. “All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us. All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us. All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us. All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us. All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us.”

Jaxon stopped and held up his hand to signal for the rest of the followers to stop as well. As Jaxon looked straight ahead, he could see two officers leading Chad away in handcuffs.

“He’s going away for a long while,” Will said, as he appeared at Jaxon’s side. “I am really proud of your courage today. And for taking a stand. He got what he deserved.”

“It’s so hard living in this world,” James said. “It makes you afraid to come out.”

“But hiding in the closet can be just as dangerous,” Will said. “Unfortunately, we live in a petty world. These days, people beat and kill people over anything, really. You might as well be afraid to go out your front door. But , as we move on, it gets better in this world. And it’s all thanks to people like you guys, who fight for what’s right, no matter the cost. You’re healing the world, one step at a time.”

Will patted Jaxon on the back as Jaxon watched Chad be escorted away. Chad looked back at them, scowling.

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Jaxon knocked on the door frame of Lucas’ room. He carried a bouquet of flowers and a teddy bear.

“I see you got moved to a regular room,” Jaxon said. “Can I come in?”

Lucas nodded. “Yeah.”

“I brought some friends,” Jaxon said as he stepped inside and the others stepped in. “Normally, nurses don’t let this many people in but I explained that we were your Glee Club and we wanted to perform a song for you. She said make it quick, so here they are.”

Lucas smiled.

Declan, John, Hallie, and India began to mum the music as the rest of the Glee Club stepped inside the hospital room.

“Think about the generations and to say we want to make it a better world for our children and our children's children,” Will said. “So that they know it's a better world for them; and think if they can make it a better place.”

“There's a place in your heart,” Jaxon sang. “And I know that it is love. And this place could be much brighter than tomorrow. And if you really try, you'll find there's no need to cry. In this place you'll feel there's no hurt or sorrow. There are ways to get there. If you care enough for the living, make a little space, make a better place.”

“Heal the world,” New Directions sang. “Make it a better place for you and for me and the entire human race. There are people dying. If you care enough for the living, make a better place for you and for me.”

“If you want to know why,” Rose sang. “There's a love that cannot lie. Love is strong, it only cares for joyful giving. If we try we shall see in this bliss we cannot feel fear or dread. We stop existing and start living then it feels that always love's enough for us growing. Make a better world, make a better world.”

“Heal the world,” New Directions sang. “Make it a better place for you and for me and the entire human race. There are people dying. If you care enough for the living, make a better place for you and for me.”

“And the dream we would conceived in,” Breezy sang. “Will reveal a joyful face and the world we once believed in will shine again in grace. Then why do we keep strangling life. Wound this earth, crucify it's soul, though it's plain to see, this world is heavenly. Be God's glow.”

“We could fly so high,” James sang. “Let our spirits never die. In my heart I feel you are all my brothers. Create a world with no fear. Together we'll cry happy tears. See the nations turn their swords into plowshares. We could really get there If you cared enough for the living. Make a little space to make a better place.”

“Heal the world,” New Directions sang. “Make it a better place for you and for me and the entire human race. There are people dying. If you care enough for the living, make a better place for you and for me.”

“There are people dying if you care enough for the living,” Nicole sang. “Make a better place for you and for me. There are people dying if you care enough for the living. Make a better place for you and for me.”

“You and for me,” New Directions sang. “You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. You and for me. ”

Lucas smiled. “I like that song. I love the message.”

“Well,” Will said. “We need to get going. I’ll let Jaxon, James, Hallie, and Bella stay. Come on guys.”

Everyone else waved good bye to Lucas as they left the room.

“It looks like it hurts,” Jaxon said.

“Like hell,” Lucas said. “Tell me what I’m doing. Why am I fighting, Jaxon?”

“Because it wasn’t your time to die?” Jaxon guessed.

“I’m tired of fighting this,” Lucas said. “Chad was only the beginning. There is still Azimio and Louis.”

“The police are launching a full investigation,” Bella said.

“It will be too late,” Lucas said.

“For what?” Hallie asked.

“Lucas?” Jaxon asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m done, Jaxon. I’d rather be dead than live like this. In this pain, scared of everything and everyone. I can’t do this.”

“Lucas, seriously, that isn’t funny,” James said.

“I’m not joking,” Lucas said.

Jaxon and James looked at one another and then at Hallie and Bella.

“You’re talking crazy,” Jaxon said. “It must be the meds.”

Lucas shook his head. “I don’t wanna spend the rest of my life fighting to survive just because I’m bi! What is so hard to comprehend about that?”

Jaxon shook his head. “Lucas?”

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Jaxon and James held hands at they waited in the lobby with Hallie and Bella.

“How long until we hear back from the nurse?” Hallie asked.

“Here she comes now,” James said.

“Excuse me? Are you Mr. Jaxon Pierce?” a woman asked as she clutched a clipboard.

“I am,” Jaxon said.

“Hello,” the woman said, shaking Jaxon’s hand. “I’m Jen, Lucas’ nurse. I wanted you let you know not to worry about your friend. He’s not quite himself with the medications. In addition, he’s also traumatized severely. He needs psych evaluation and counseling. He’ll be back to normal in no time.”

Jaxon exaled. “That’s good. Thank you.”

Jaxon, Hallie, James, and Bella walked over and stood in Lucas’s doorway while he slept.

“What can we do?” Bella asked.

“Just wait,” Jaxon said. “All there is to do is wait.”


THE END

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