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Young Forever
Season 3, Episode 5
Landon-liboiron
Air date TBA 2012
Written by JamesonOTP
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At New Directions insistance, and with Sue's support, Glee Club dedicates a lesson to Nicki Minaj's Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded. Evan's attempt to put more extra-curricular activities on his college applications leads him to a prestigious new club. However, when they find out about Evan being biracial, it puts Evan in the middle of a race war that makes him question how much he is willing to sacrifice for his future. Nicole struggles with a decision...should she and Dillon finally take the next step and be intimate?

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I made the perhaps controversial decision to make the racism in this episode being aimed at a "white" character. I had very strong, personal reasons for doing this. First, I did it because, being white myself, I don't have much of a problem using words that are considered racists towards white people, such as cracker. I do however, have an issue using the "N word." I flat out refuse to use it. I find it to be a horrible, distasteful word. So to deal with racism, it seemed more plausible, seeing my personal convictions, to tackle it from the perspective I chose. Also, I was a victim of racism because I was white and this type of racism isn't dealt with enough. It does exist. Where I come from, mixed people are subject to racism from people in both the white and black communities and it's horrible. This another reason for me to have Evan being the one dealing with racism. Thanks for taking the time to read this and see where I am coming from.

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Glee: The Next Generation Season Three, Episode #4: "Young ForeverEdit

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

So last week, we found out that Miles’ stepdad is a total jerk. It turns out that he is the reason behind Miles’ scar, not a car crash like Miles has told everyone for years now. Miles snuck out to meet with Hallie and James for advice, because you know, James was beat up and thrown out by his dad and Hallie was raped and left with twins. Speaking of which, Chris is out of Hallie’s life for good now, but not until Hallie got the upper-hand by telling him off in song. Lana finally came clean about her “relationship” with Ana so now Lana can’t spend as much time with Hallie or her mom will start to suspect something. Jaxon went to his first NYADA mixer and ran into his ex-boyfriend, McKenzie. Turns out they have amazing duet chemistry. It’s probably a good thing that James doesn’t know about him just yet. Now Miles is living his frenemy Evan because he left home and Miles and Hallie are actually becoming friends.

And that’s what you missed on Glee!

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As Miles stood at his locker, putting up his Chemistry book, he saw Lana approach him out of the corner of his eye. He shut his locker and smiled at her.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” Miles asked.

Lana hung her head down. “Actually I wanted to apologize for the other night. I know that what I said about how my life isn’t easier came off sounding selfish and rude. I was just upset that you would go to Hallie and James over me and Jaxon when we’re your two best friends. In my explanation of how we’d understand what you were going through, I came off insensitive. I’m so sorry.”

Miles smiled. “It’s okay, Boo Bear.”

Lana blushed. “Never call me that again.”

Miles laughed as he put his arms around Lana and hugged her. “Deal.”

“How are things with Evan?” Lana asked. “Enjoying living with your longtime frenemy?”

“It’s a lot better than I thought it would be,” Miles said. “His mom and dad are really nice and they’ve made me feel right at home.”

“I’m glad,” Lana said. “So what about your dad?”

“I get a couple phone calls every night from my mom, begging me to come home,” Miles said. “But my stepdad refuses to admit that he’s done anything wrong. So, as hard as it was, I told my mom until he got help. I wouldn’t come back.”

“That has to be hard for both you and your mom,” Lana said as she linked her arm through Miles’ and they started down the hall toward the choir room.

“Yeah, but I’m thinking about what you guys said,” Miles said. “I have to start living for me.”

“Yeah,” Lana said. “It’s important. We can’t spend all our lives trying to impress people. As soon as I turn eighteen, I’m gone too. And by the way, I kind of secretly like when you call me Boo Bear.”

Miles smiled at Lana as they walked into the choir room and took their respective seats among their friends.

“Just in time, guys,” Will said as he closed the door behind them. “I believe that Evan and Claude was gonna perform a song for us to kick the week off right.”

“That’s right,” Evan said as he stood up and took his place at the front of the choir room. “Claude and I are here to deliver that va va voom.”

“That sounds oddly sexual,” Sue said. “And I dislike it. That had better not be some back alley slang for something that involves your tongues down each other’s throats.”

Evan’s eyes went wide. “No, it’s a song, actually. ‘Va Va Voom’ by Nicki Minaj because this Glee Club desperately needs some Nicki.”

“Amen,” Rose said from the back row as she shook her fist.

“Just met a boy, just met a boy when,” Evan rapped as he grabbed Claude and pulled him up to join him. “He could come inside of my play pen. ‘Cause he look like a superstar in the making, so I think that I'm going in for the taking. Hear through the grape vine that he caking. W-w-we could shoot a movie, he could do the taping. B-b-boom boom pow, this thing be shaking. I ain't even tryna find out who he dating.”

“’Cause I know he got a wife at home,” Claude sang as he pulled Evan close, looking him in the eyes. “But I need just one night alone. If he keep playing them kidding games, I’mma run away-ay, I’mma run away-ay, ay.”

“I-I-I wanna give you one last option,” Claude and Evan sang. “I-I-I wanna give you one last chance. I-if you're looking for the main attraction, just hold on tight and let me do my dance. If you want it, I'm gonna be va va voom, voom. If you got it, you got it, you got that boom boom. If you want it, I'm gonna be va va voom, voom. If you got it, you got it, you got that boom boom.”

Claude jumped up onto the top of the piano and pulled Evan up to join him. Evan moved behind him and reached around him, ripping open Claude’s button-up shirt. Claude shook off the button-up and tossed it aside as he stood there in a black tank top.

“Just met a boy, just met a boy when,” Evan sang as he jumped off the piano. “He could become my little problem. ‘Cause he look like he modeling clothes in Dublin so I think that he gettin' that Green Goblin. Hear through the grapevine that he hang low. We could shoot a movie, could bang like Rambo. Boom boom pow, this thing so bingo. Wondering if he could understand my lingo.”

“’Cause I know he got a wife at home,” Claude sang as he pulled Evan close, looking him in the eyes. “But I need just one night alone. If he keep playing them kidding games, I’mma run away-ay, I’mma run away-ay, ay.”

“I-I-I wanna give you one last option,” Claude and Evan sang. “I-I-I wanna give you one last chance. I-if you're looking for the main attraction, just hold on tight and let me do my dance. If you want it, I'm gonna be va va voom, voom. If you got it, you got it, you got that boom boom. If you want it, I'm gonna be va va voom, voom. If you got it, you got it, you got that boom boom.”

Claude jumped off of the piano and slowly walked toward Evan. The two locked eyes as Claude walked toward Evan, who walked backwards, never breaking eye contact. Evan stopped and leaned into Claude, his hands on Claude’s chest.

“Boy I'm in this club, slow mo,” Claude sang. “Don't mind if I do and I can tell you're feeling me from the jump, I wanna ride too.”

“You got that hot stuff, boy you’re blessed,” Evan rapped. “Let me feel up on your chest.”

Evan ran his hands up under Claude’s tank top. Claude reached down and ripped off his tank top, like he was a wrestler. He tossed the two halves aside as all the straight girls and gay guys watching began to faun over him.

“That’s hot and I’m not even gay,” Kevin said.

Miles shook his head as the palm of his hand connected with the back of Kevin’s head.

“Flexing you the man, you the man, one hundred grand,” Evan rapped. “This same roll, game down, yes I play it very well. Come, baby lay down, let me stay down. Lemme show you how I run. Take you to my playground. Come and get this va va voom, voom.”

“I-I-I wanna give you one last option,” Claude and Evan sang. “I-I-I wanna give you one last chance. I-if you're looking for the main attraction, just hold on tight and let me do my dance. If you want it, I'm gonna be va va voom, voom. If you got it, you got it, you got that boom boom. If you want it, I'm gonna be va va voom, voom. If you got it, you got it, you got that boom boom.”

Will and Sue sat there, stunned. Will looked at Sue, then back at Evan and Claude.

“How old are you?” Sue asked, looking at Claude.

“Eighteen,” Claude answered, standing there shirtless, his hands on hips.

“Then I do not feel bad about, nor do I apologize for all the impure thoughts going through my head right now,” Sue said.

Claude laughed as Evan looked taken aback.

"Meet me in the janitor's closet in ten minutes," Lana whispered to Hallie as Hallie blushed.

“Actually,” Sue said. “I agree that some Nicki Minaj isn’t such a bad thing. She’s a powerful role model for women, out there proving herself in hip-hop, which is widely considered a man’s game. I think I will declare this week Nicki Minaj week.”

Will looked at Sue in shock. “But some of her music is really vulgar.”

“I trust these kids to know how to censor what should be censored,” Sue argued.

“I just don’t feel we should--” Will began, before Sue raised her hand and cut him off.

“I’ve had to suffer through all of your crappy artist weeks, so now the tables have turned, William. Actually, I’m not as keen about Nicky Minaj’s first album, so how about I just dedicate this week to her sophomore album, Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded instead?”

“I’ll take Nicki anyway I can get her,” Evan said with a smile.

Miles smiled. “I’m usually the one saying stuff like that.”

Taylor crossed her arms as she gave Miles a disapproving glance.

“Hey,” Miles said. “You know my past. Everyone does.”

“Alright,” Will said. “At Sue’s insistence, this week will be dedicated to Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded. I will see you guys tomorrow.”

As Honey got up, she turned around and faced the rest of New Directions.

“Remember,” Honey said. “Nicole called a meeting of the Glee Club kids in the Celibacy Club’s meeting classroom.”

"There goes our janitor's closet," Lana said.

"But we're doing a good thing for a friend," Hallie said.

“This should be fun,” Lana muttered sarcastically under her breath.

“Well, she wanted to meet with the Celibacy Club, but seeing as there are so few members now, we convinced her to invite the whole Glee Club,” Hallie said, looping her arm through Lana’s.

“The things I let you talk me into,” Lana said with a smile.

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As everyone piled into the classroom, Nicole, who had skipped Glee Club earlier, was sitting at the back of the table. Dillon was sitting beside her, trading the Warbler’s uniform for a blue polo and a pair of khaki shorts.

“Thank you guys for coming,” Nicole said. “Dillon and I are at a crossroads. We’ve come to the decision that we might be ready to take the next.”

“What next step?” Honey asked.

“Being intimate,” Dillon replied.

“Oh god,” Jaxon said. “First times are messy. Mine was with Evan as you know. I was drunk and I gave that part of myself to someone who wasn’t my everything.”

“Mine was with Jaxon,” James said. “It was amazing because I loved him. But it came with a sense of guilt because it was during Lucas’ gay bashing.

Lucas hung his head. “That ordeal kept me from being intimate for a while. Then, when I did have my first time, it was chaos.”

Everyone looked at Lucas, intrigued.

“You had sex with someone?” Evan asked.

Honey laughed nervously. “My first time was with Declan, which you all know. But something about me and Lucas, it was so much more intimate. Sweet and romantic, even. But then my dads came home and I was in a rush to get Lucas out of the house unnoticed. And of course, James was in the same predicament.”

Honey stifled a laugh as she flashed back to a couple nights before.

There was laughing coming from Honey’s bedroom as Jaxon tip-toed barefoot and wearing only his Calvin Kleins. He got right to her door and stepped very easily to avoid the creaking floorboard that was right in front of her door, and thus alerting her to his presence.

Damn, Jaxon, next time James sneaks you in, remember not to let him remove your shirt in the middle of a hot make-out session until you’re safely in his room, he told himself. Stopping for that little make-out on the kitchen table was a bad idea.

Jaxon covered his mouth quickly as he realized he stepped down on a tack. He raised his foot to remove it, lost his balance, and fell into the wall across from Honey’s door. A picture fell off the wall and hit the carpet. Jaxon breathed a sigh of relief as the glass didn’t break.

Honey threw the door open. “James, what the hell--”

She stopped and looked at an almost naked Jaxon standing there, foot in one hand, a tack in the other, and a picture on the ground in front of him

“Hi,” was all he could manage.

Honey narrowed her eyes. “I swear, Jaxon. James is always sneaking you in here and I always am the one to get more than an eyeful.”

“James gets quite the eyeful,” Jaxon joked. Honey didn’t laugh.

“Are you guys crazy?” Honey asked. “You two could get in so much trouble.”

A shirtless Lucas appeared behind Honey, opening the door a little more.

“Oh, hey, Jaxon. I thought that was you I heard,” Lucas said.

Jaxon looked at Honey. “No more trouble than you.”

“Seriously,” Honey said. “You are both about to go.”

“I just had to fetch my shirt from the kitchen,” Jaxon said. “Then I was on my way out.”

Honey’s heart sank as she heard a car door.

“Both of you out my bedroom window, now!” Honey said.

“But my shirt!” Jaxon said. “They’ll see it!”

Honey scowled as she ran past Jaxon, grabbed his shirt, shoved it in his arms, and pushed him into her room.

“Oh my lord,” Honey said. “I can now say something Rachel was never able to say. I had two half naked guys in my room at once! Of course one of them is gay, but I’ll take it. Now, move!”

Jaxon flung Honey’s window open and jumped out into the hedges below. Lucas looked apprehensive but after a shove from Honey, he was out the window and into the hedges.

“Ow!” Lucas said. “This one has thorns.”

“I’ll help you get them out,” Jaxon said. “Just hurry up before we get caught!”

Honey raced up the stairs in her oversized sleep shirt and knocked on James’ door.

“James, get dressed! They’re home!”

Honey was in such a hurry that she didn’t see that all the commotion from her bedroom had sent one of her roller-skates rolling into the hallway. She ran down the stairs and screamed as she stepped on the skate and went rolling through the kitchen.

“No skating in the house, Zoey,” Hiram said as he shut the front door behind him.

Honey let out a squeal as she hit the couch and fell face first onto the cushions.

Back in the choir room, everyone was laughing uncontrollably as Honey looked quite embarrassed.

“It’s not that funny,” Honey said.

“Yes, it is,” Lana said. “Jaxon stepping on a tack, Lucas getting thorns in his ass, and your wild roller-skate ride. This is comedy gold!”

Honey let out a growl as she crossed her arms. “Well it’s not that funny to me.”

“What’s even funnier is she sent me out the window with only my t-shirt,” Jaxon said with a laugh. “That was quite a walk home. I had to tell my mom I got attacked by a dog and had to strip out of my shoes and pants to get free from it.”

“My butt still hurts,” Lucas said.

“Yeah, it wasn’t that fun getting all those thorns out,” Jaxon said.

James gave Jaxon a look. “You really helped him get those out of his ass?”

“It was strictly platonic,” Jaxon said. “Lucas is not even my type.”

“Not like McKenzie, anyway,” Evan said, before he realized what he had done.

Jaxon glared at Evan before looking back at James.

“Who is McKenzie?” James asked.

“Just a guy I used to date before you and I met,” Jaxon explained. “Don’t worry though, he lives in another state and he only flies in for NYADA mixers.”

“Oh,” James said. “Okay, then. Good.”

“Maybe I should tell you guys about my first time,” Evan said.

Jaxon shook his head. “I think the last thing James wants to hear after finding about McKenzie is what happened that night between us.”

“You weren’t my first time,” Evan said. “Well, not exactly. I lied. You were my first time with a guy.”

“So who was your first time?” Miles asked.

“I was so afraid to tell you guys,” Evan said. “I knew what you would think. What you would say.”

“Who?” Hallie asked.

“India,” Evan said.

“Hold up,” Lana said. “Surely you are kidding. You wouldn’t do that with her.”

“India was very persuasive,” Evan said. “She knew how to use her feminine wiles.” The scene flashed back two years ago when India and Evan were dating.

Evan and India laid together on his bed, making out. India smiled as Evan gently kissed her neck.

“Don’t stop kissing me,” India said.

Evan’s hand ran up her stomach to cup the outside of her bra. India threw her head back.

“Let’s do it,” India said. “Let’s go all the way. The way you punched Jaxon really turned me on.”

“I don’t know,” Evan said. “I’m kind of down in the dumps about getting suspended.”

“It’s guaranteed to cheer you up,” India said. “I really want to do this. I’m a virgin.”

The scene returned to the choir room, where Evan stood, facing a bunch of surprised faces.

“I didn’t see her after that night until a week later when I returned to school,” Evan said. “It really changed things and opened my eyes.”

“Wait a minute,” Miles said. “India told you she was virgin? She told me she was a virgin when I was having an affair with her!”

“Wait,” Bella said. “You had sex with India? Gross!”

“We were having an affair after all, and you know that guys have needs,” Miles replied.

Lana made a puking motion. “I think I just threw up a little bit in my mouth.”

“She told me that she was a virgin , too,” Kevin said.

Everyone looked at Kevin, completely and utterly shocked.

“But I didn’t do anything with her,” Kevin explained. “I knew she must being lying and I liked not having an STD too much. Besides, my heart belonged to Rose, even though we weren’t back together yet.”

Rose smiled at Kevin.

“She told me she was a virgin, too,” a random guy said as he stopped in the doorway of the classroom.

“She told me that she was a virgin, too,” Claude said. “After we did it, I figured that she had to be lying because he was way to experienced.”

“You had sex with her, too?” Evan asked Claude.

“Well, Chuck and I did,” Claude said. “That was when we experimented. India practically orchestrated the whole thing, giving us instructions and stuff. It was kinda hot but weird at the same time.”

“But you still had sex with her,” Evan said.

“I had sex with Chuck that night, too but you’re not hung up on that,” Claude replied. “As far as I’m concerned, we’re both even on the India issue because you slept with her, too.”

Jaxon looked utterly disgusted as he looked at Claude and then at Lana. “I can’t believe I almost put my mouth there. Yuck.”

“I feel like we all need to scrub ourselves with Ajax and steel wool,” Lana said. “Just hearing this makes me feel like I may have caught something. Oh and by the way, Jaxon. Too much info.”

“I’ll remember that next time you call me up and tell me all about your janitor’s closet trysts with Hallie,” Jaxon said.

“Guys,” Honey said. “I think we’ve all lost track of why we came here today. Nicole needs our advice on a very important and huge step in both her life and relationship.”

“Would you guys just listen to a song that Dillon and I were working on and after it’s done and we’ve said what we want to say, in song of course, help us figure out if we’re making the right decision or not?” Nicole asked. “This is something I don’t wanna figure out on my own. I need my friends’ help.”

“Sure,” Jaxon said. “We’re all ears.”

“I overheard what Sue said our theme was this week,” Nicole said. “The song matches that theme, so maybe it will also inspire you guys for our lesson.”

Dillon got up and grabbed his acoustic guitar and sat back down beside Nicole.

“I can hook you guys up with a drum beat,” Lana said as she took her drumsticks out of her leather jacket pocket and began t lightly drum on one of the tables.

“It all comes down to this,” Nicole sang. “I miss your morning kiss. I won’t lie, I’m feeling it. You don’t know I’m missing it. I’m so dumb, I must admit. It’s too much to hold it in. I can’t say no more than this. I just hope your heart hear me now. Gotta let you know how I’m feeling. You own my heart, he just renting. Don’t turn away, pay attention. I’m pouring out my heart, oh boy.”

“I, I’m not living life,” Nicole and Dillon sang. “I’m not living right. I’m not living if you’re not by my side, oo-oh, oh. I, I’m not living life. I’m not living right. I’m not living if you’re not by my side, oo-oh-oh.”

“Let’s meet at our favorite spot,” Dillon sang. “You know the one, right around the block from the nice place that you love to shop. Can you get away?Care to sit down, let’s talk it out. One on one, without a crowd, I wanna hold your hand. Make you laugh again, I need to be near you. Gotta let you know how I’m feeling. You own my heart, and she just renting. Don't turn away, pay attention. I’m pouring out my heart girl.”

“I, I’m not living life,” Nicole and Dillon sang. “I’m not living right. I’m not living if you’re not by my side, oo-oh, oh. I, I’m not living life. I’m not living right. I’m not living if you’re not by my side, oo-oh-oh.”

“I can’t eat I-I-I-I,” Nicole sang. “I can’t sleep I-I-I. What I need I-I-I-I, is you right by my side.”

“I can’t eat I-I-I-I,” Nicole and Dillon sang. “I can’t sleep I-I-I-I. What I need I-I-I-I, is you right by my side.”

“It ain't your spit game, it’s your sick game,” Nicole rapped. “That got me walking ’round ready to wear your big chain. I only argue with him when the Lakers on. Other than that I’m getting my Marc Jacob’s on. When my love game so cold that he always seem to come back ‘cause he know that it’d be a wrap when I’m finding it in the back. Wait, oh, let me see your phone ‘cause all them bitches is ratchet and now let me get in my truck ‘cause all them bitches’ll catch it. Wait, wait, wait, damn there I go again. I be trippin’, I be flippin, I be so belligerent. Man this stuff that we be fighting over so irrelevant. I don’t even remember though I was probably hella bent.”

“I, I’m not living life,” Nicole and Dillon sang. “I’m not living right. I’m not living if you’re not by my side, oo-oh, oh. I, I’m not living life. I’m not living right. I’m not living if you’re not by my side, oo-oh-oh.”

“I can’t eat I-I-I-I,” Nicole sang. “I can’t sleep I-I-I. What I need I-I-I-I, is you right by my side.”

As the song ended, Dillon sat his guitar aside. Nicole looked at him, then back at her friends.

“So what do you guys think I should do?” Nicole asked.

“I think you should listen to your heart,” Jaxon said.

Nicole nodded. “Right, follow my heart.”

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Jaxon caught up with Evan as Evan made a beeline toward the exit. Jaxon put his hand on Evan’s shoulder, causing him to stop and turn around.

“I was gonna work on a number for Glee Club,” Jaxon said. “Being the resident Nicki Minaj expert, would you be interested in giving me some feedback?”

“Sorry,” Evan said. “I have a meeting after school at the Lima Bean. A club I am trying to get excepted into so I can have more on my resume for NYADA.”

“What’s the name of the club?” Jaxon asked.

“The Legacy,” Evan said.

“Are you kidding?” Miles asked, appearing beside Evan. “The Legacy is highly selective and you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve heard about them. I heard it’s like that movie the Skulls. But they don’t kill people. They do rough them up pretty bad. It happened to a guy on the football team our freshman year. His name was Cody Franklin. Besides, they’re not gonna except you, Evan. You don’t even look black.”

“Look, I turned in my application last week,” Evan said. “I have the admission fee in my pocket. They’ll except me. I know how selective this club is. It’s open only to the family of wealthy and powerful African Americans--”

“Exactly,” Miles said. “And you’re white. It doesn’t matter what color your dad is, you are white.”

“I didn’t know you were so racist,” Evan said.

“I’m not racist,” Miles said. “You think they only care about your background? The Legacy cares just as much about your skin color as they do your connections. They’re the racist ones. I just don’t want you to get your hopes up only to have the Legacy rudely dash them. I’m trying to look out for you, like a good friend would.”

“Well, I need some more extracurricular activities on my NYADA application,” Evan said. “This is one of the three single most prestigious clubs in Lima. I get into it, NYADA will have no choice but to accept me.”

“It’s not just about extracurricular activities,” Jaxon said. “It’s about talent, too.”

“Are you saying I’m not as talented as you?” Evan asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No,” Jaxon said. “I’m saying you should focus less on the extracurricular side of things, especially this club, and work more on preparing for your audition. That’s all.”

Evan shook his head. “No way. This club is the ultimate credit to my NYADA application. I know that I’m nowhere near as good as you. But if I have the Legacy on my resume, I can afford to not be as good of a performer as you. So, I’m going to the Lima Bean.”

Evan raced toward the door as Miles and Jaxon looked at one another.

“I have a bad feeling,” Miles said.

“Yeah,” Jaxon replied. “I have a bad feeling about this too.”

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Jaxon walked down the aisles of the April Rhodes Civic Pavilion, trying his hardest to take his mind off Evan and The Legacy.

Focus, Jaxon. You have to focus. This is a very important performance for you. You’re competing with McKenzie to get into NYADA and you have no room for slacking. From now on, every performance you give, you have to give like it’s your NYADA audition. The only way you can allow yourself to go from here is up. Got it?

Jaxon pulled off his letterman jacket and tossed it aside. He removed his fedora, hung it on the microphone stand, and pulled off his McKinley Titans t-shirt and tossed it on top of his jacket. He put his fedora back on and stood in the spotlight, wearing his fedora, a white tank top, and his blue jeans.

The music started up as Jaxon adjusted his headset microphone.

“I can't control the way I'm moving my hips,” Jaxon sang. “Bet you never ever seen 'em like this. I'm a monster on the floor, I can't quit. No, no, it's automatic, it's automatic. It's automatic I'm a runaway train and it's like me that I tear up this place. When I go, I go hard I'mma show best how tonight. It's automatic my condition's on load. There's no remedy, and no antidotes. It's just the way that I am. Jaxon, Jaxon, so bad tonight, ah ah ah ah.”

As Jaxon sang, he worked out some very complicated steps. He made each one perfectly. He was dancing like his life depended on it. He was on fire.

“I can't control the way I'm moving my hips. Bet you never ever seen 'em like this. I'm a monster on the floor, I can't quit. No, no, it's automatic, it's automatic. Eh eh eh eh eh eh, it's automatic. Eh eh eh eh eh eh, it's automatic. It's automatic, some may call it insane. I assure you I'd be stuck in your brain. You be falling for me, boy yeah, just like a domino tonight. It's automatic when I'm rocking beats. Systematically, I'm dropping your heat. It's just the way that I am. Jaxon, Jaxon, so bad tonight, ah ah ah ah.”

Jaxon jumped into the air, doing a pirouette, and landing perfectly on his tip toes. He moved into the next step, not missing a beat.

“I can't control the way I'm moving my hips. Bet you never ever seen 'em like this. I'm a monster on the floor, I can't quit. No, no, it's automatic, it's automatic. Eh eh eh eh eh eh, it's automatic. Eh eh eh eh eh eh, it's automatic. Press rewind, press rewind Einstein, I'm looking for that Einstein. Wales, London, Ireland, Scotland, I get idoled in. South Africa, and Brazil, shut the club down, bring the bill. Bring the bill, bring the bill, bring the bill. Shut the club down, and bring the bill.”

James stood on the side of the stage, watching Jaxon as he danced. He smiled to himself.

“I told you that you were a star,” James whispered to himself as he continued to watch.

“I can't control the way I'm moving my hips. Bet you never ever seen me like this. I'm a monster on the floor, I can't quit. No, no, it's automatic, it's automatic. Eh eh eh eh eh eh, it's automatic. Eh eh eh eh eh eh, it's automatic.”

As the song came to an end, James stepped forward, clapping. Jaxon turned to face him.

“Were you watching me the whole time?” Jaxon asked.

“Pretty much,” James said. “Remember back during the Battle of the Sexes when I told you that you were a star? I guess I have always been able to see your potential, but watching you just now, I can see how far you’ve come. Jaxon, you sing and dance with such conviction. You’re gonna be a superstar. You have nothing to worry about. NYADA is gonna accept you, hands down. I have never seen such talent.”

Jaxon smiled as he walked to James, wrapping his arms around him. “You make me better. That’s the difference. I didn’t have you back then. It’s all because of you.”

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Evan walked nervously through the Lima Bean, scanning the tables until he came across a large group of men and women.

They must be the Legacy, Evan thought to himself.

The boys were dressed similar to the Warblers, wearing the same uniform that they had sent to his house for this occasion. He and the other boys wore navy blazers, white shirts, striped blue ties, and khaki pants. The girls wore navy blazers, blue shirts, and white and blue plaid shirts.

“Hey,” Evan said as he approached them. “Is this the Legcay?”

“Shh,” one of the boys said. “We don’t like talking about ourselves in public. There is still such a stigma surrounding us. I guess some don’t know how to handle a club that celebrates black pride.”

“I totally understand,” Evan said.

“Who are you?” A second boy asked. “What are you doing here and why are you wearing our uniform?”

“I’m Evan Marx. I gave you guys my application and I got a letter in the mail along with this uniform saying I made it to the final level of my acceptance into the Legacy.”

The first boy raised his eyebrow. “But you’re white.”

Evan laughed nervously. “No, I’m not. My father is black and my great grandfather was a very important figure in the civil rights movement. Just like I said on my application.”

“We’re used to people who are light skinned or mixed in race,” the first boy said. “However, they at least look black. You do understand that we have an image to uphold?”

“Excuse me for interrupting,” Evan said. “But what is your name?”

“I’m Gale,” the first boy said.

“What do you mean by image, Gale?” Evan asked.

“You may be half black,” Gale said. “But you look white. And as far as appearances go, to everyone who might matter, you are white. It looks bad for a club celebrating black pride to have a member who is white. People won’t take us seriously. We’ll be a joke and everything we’ve done for the acceptance of African American people will be undone. You see what I’m saying?”

“No, I don’t,” Evan replied. “I may look white, but I’m part African American.”

“Explain it, Marcus,” Gale said to the second boy.

“You look white and you act white, you’re white,” Marcus said. “Be proud of what you are. You’re white, be proud of that, Evan. But you’re not right for us or the prestigious image we struggle to uphold on a national level.”

“But I am proud of the part of me that’s black,” Evan said. “You don’t understand that I need this for my NYADA application.”

“Perhaps a chess club would be more your speed?” Gale joked.

“It’s clear we wasted our time,” Marcus said, getting up as everyone followed his lead.

“We expect you to do away with the uniform,” Gale said as he walked past Evan. “Wearing it around the school might give the wrong impression that you belong with us.”

Evan felt rage come over him as he followed Gale out the door and into the parking lot.

“I don’t belong with you, huh?” Evan asked, getting in Gale’s face. “And all over my skin color? That is so racist -against both of my heritages, by the way!”

“Out of my face, cracker!” Gale said, pushing Evan. Evan tumbled into Marcus, who pushed him hard. Evan fell face first on the pavement. Gale laughed.

“And you fight like a white boy, too,” Gale said.

Marcus kicked Evan as he walked past him. “You’re weak, man. Pathetic.”

Evan struggled as he helped himself up, watching as Gale, Marcus, and the others got in their fancy sports cars and drove away. Evan reached up and felt of his forehead. He removed his fingers and saw the blood all over his fingertips.

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Chuck and Evan sat in Chuck’s car, not saying a word until Chuck broke the silence.

“Glad I was there at the Lima Bean,” Chuck said.

“The Lima Bean is two hours away from Dalton,” Evan said. “Why were you even here?”

“To see Claude, actually,” Chuck said. “Look, I know you are upset about the threesome between me, Claude, and India. But you shouldn’t be. I’m not gay, Evan. I don’t even think I’m bi. But, I like to experiment and try new things. And that night was a fun night– really fun, to be honest. I was just a drunk boy willing to try anything and this beautiful girl pulled me into this intimate moment and things came over me and the next thing I know, I’m having sex with my best friend, too.”

“It’s okay,” Evan said. “I think I was really just upset at India and how she played everyone.”

“I don’t wanna ruin our friendship,” Chuck said. “You’re dating my best friend. That practically makes us best friends. And back then, I had a small alcohol problem. Now my only addiction is apple sauce.”

Evan laughed. “Thanks for helping doctor me up.”

“I was itching to put my first aid kid to use,” Chuck said with a smile. “Want me to follow you home to make sure you get home alright?”

Evan nodded. “Yeah, if you don’t mind.”

“If I minded, I wouldn’t have offered.”

Chuck held out his hand for Evan. Evan smiled as he took Chuck’s hand and shook it.

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The next day at school, Evan walked stiffly into the choir room, wincing with each step and holding his abdomen. His head had a couple of Band-Aids above his right eye.

“What happened to you?” Jaxon asked as he got up and helped Evan to his seat.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” Evan said.

“He didn’t listen to me and those Legacy jerks beat him up,” Miles said. “See what happens when you don’t listen?”

“Miles, enough,” Will said. “Let’s just get on with our lesson, okay?”

Lana stood up. “I believe I was going to perform next.”

“Go ahead, Lana,” Sue said as Lana made her way to the front of the classroom.

“I can be selfish, yeah, so impatient,” Lana sang. “Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe. I’m insecure, yeah, I make mistakes. Sometimes I feel like I’m at the end of the road. I can get low, I can get low. Don’t know which way is up. Yeah I can get high, I can get high like I could never come down. Call it a curse or just call me blessed. If you can’t handle my worst, you ain’t getting my best. Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt.”

Lana walked over and pulled a stool to the middle of the class room. She climbed up on it and sang as she looked out into the audience of her peers.

“It’s like all the good things, they fall apart like, like Marilyn Monroe. Truth is we mess up till we get it right. I don't want to end up losing my soul. I can get low, I can get low. Don’t know which way is up. Yea, I can get high, I can get high like I could never come down. Call it a curse or just call me blessed. If you can’t handle my worst, you ain’t getting my best. Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt.”

Lana stood up, clutching her microphone tightly as she sang.

“Take me or leave me. I’ll never be perfect, believe me I’m worth it. So take me or leave me, take me or leave me. So take me or leave me, take me or leave me. Call it a curse or just call me blessed if you can't handle my worst, you ain’t getting my best. Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt. Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt.”

“That was great,” Will said. “But what inspired you to sing that song in particular?”

“My mom,” Lana said as she turned to face Will. “She puts so much pressure on me to be perfect. Just like the public did with Marilyn Monroe. And I feel the same way she did. You know, if you can’t handle the worst of me, you damn sure don’t deserve the best of me.”

Will nodded. “In that case, it was an incredible choice to sing, Lana.”

Lucas raised his hand. Will looked at him, surprised.

“Yes, Lucas?” Will said. “Were you wanting to go next?”

“Actually, yes,” Lucas said.

“I’m shocked,” Will replied. “I don’t think you’ve been up to since all this year.”

Lucas smiled as he walked to the front of the classroom.

“Call it a comeback,” Lucas said with a wink.

“Alright then,” Will said with a slight chuckle.

Lucas motioned to the band and mouthed something as he pushed Lana’s stool aside.

“You should’ve left the other day,” Lucas sang. “You let me beg for you to stay. This is a sickening joke that you play with my emotions. And so I pray you burn in hell and you never find the ocean.”

Evan looked taken aback as Lucas looked him in the eyes.

“I hope your fire, fire burns, baby. I hope your fire, fire burns baby. I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told. And when you're reaching out for me, you'll see you reap everything you sow. You piece of spit, you broke me down. Thought you said you, would hold me down. But I can see it in your eyes that you’re blinded by the flashing lights. And you're a stupid muthasucker for letting this thing pass you by.”

Evan glared at Lucas as he sang.

“I hope your fire, fire burns, baby. I hope your fire, fire burns, baby. I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told. And when you're reaching out for me, you'll see you reap everything you sow.”

“This was about the India thing, wasn’t it?” Evan asked, jumping up.

“Maybe,” Lucas said. “Maybe it’s about how you told me when we were together that you had only been with Jaxon. The whole time, you were lying to me! And India of all people?”

“I didn’t tell anyone about India because I was ashamed!” Evan shouted back. “It came right before I reformed. Don’t you understand that?”

“ENOUGH!” Sue shouted as she jumped to her feet. “Shut up, both of you!”

“I find it a little insensitive that Evan just got the crap beat out of him and he sings this song to him,” Claude said.

“I don’t really like Claude and I agree,” Lana said. “Talking about salting wounds.”

“Maybe we should just call this lesson a bust,” Will said. “Cut our losses and move on?”

“But we still haven’t done the group number yet,” Ana said.

“I was really looking forward to doing Starships,” Natasha said.

“How about we do that tomorrow and call our Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded lesson a wrap?” Will said.

Everyone one looked disappointed, but nodded in agreement.

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As everyone else cleared the choir room, Nicole made her way to Evan.

“Hey,” Nicole said. “I wanted to talk to you, Evan.”

“What about?” Evan asked.

“I’ve been thinking about this whole virginity issue,” Nicole said. “I know how much you loved Jaxon back when you two slept together and how you said it was a mistake. And I realized that I love Dillon, but I just think that would be a mistake.”

“If that’s how you feel,” Evan said.

“Sometimes it feels like Dillon isn’t the one, even though I love him so much,” Nicole said. “I keep trying to remember how things used to be. Right now there is so much going on in his life, he’s so stressed sometimes that he--”

Nicole stopped as Evan raised an eyebrow.

“There’s something you’re not telling me,” Evan said.

“It’s nothing,” Nicole said. “I just don’t think I’m ready yet.”

“When you take that step, Nicole, you instantly grow up. All your innocence, it’s gone. Things get so crazy and complicated. If given the chance to stay young and innocent, then take it. Stay young forever if you can. Cause when it’s gone, it’s gone.”

“This reminds me of a Nicki Minaj song,” Nicole said with a slight chuckle.

Evan smiled. “Care to sing a duet with me?”

Nicole smiled as she took Evan’s hand. “I would be honored.”

Evan and Nicole walked hand-in-hand to the center of the choir room as the band began to play.

“I used to think that we’d run away one lovely, pretty summer day,” Evan sang. “I remember when you would say we'd be OK, come with me. I never knew you would lie to me, take everything from inside of me. Your silhouette in the doorway but before you walk away.”

“Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes so that I always will remember,” Evan and Nicole sang. “Frozen in time, always be mine. Baby boy, you’ll be young forever. I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there. I’mma shed a tear but I really don’t care. Frozen in time, always be mine. Baby boy, you’ll be young forever.”

“I used to think that we’d reunite,” Nicole sang. “I’d be your wife, in the real life. I thought that you’d come back for me and you would take me away. I never knew only as a teen, you’d reappear, only in my dream. Your silhouette in the doorway but before you walk away.”

“Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes so that I always will remember,” Evan and Nicole sang. “Frozen in time, always be mine. Baby boy, you’ll be young forever. I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there. I’mma shed a tear but I really don’t care. Frozen in time, always be mine. Baby boy, you’ll be young forever.”

“This is my last cry,” Nicole sang. “Is this the only way? This is my own prison. I’m frozen in time, in time, in time.”

“Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes so that I always will remember,” Evan and Nicole sang. “Frozen in time, always be mine. Baby boy, you’ll be young forever. I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there. I’mma shed a tear but I really don’t care. Frozen in time, always be mine. Baby boy, you’ll be young forever.”

“You’ll always be mine, frozen in time,” Evan sang. “Young forever, forever.”

As the song ended and Nicole and Evan shared a friendly hug, Adam stood in the doorway, watching. He bowed his head and sulked away.

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The laser light machine cast multicolor lasers all over the auditorium as multiple disco balls spun from the ceiling. New Directions had taken the stage, all dressed in futuristic silver space suit style outfits.

The girls wore silver one piece catsuits with built-in shoulder pads and thigh-high boots. Their headset microphones had been adorned with large silver stars above the ears and metallic silver fringe. The boys wore silver pants, silver shirts, and black vests, and boots. The wore the same headset microphones.

“Red one,” Lana said.

“Let’s go to the beach, each,” Hallie sang. “Let’s go get away.”

“They say, what they gonna say?” James sang.

“Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light,” Taylor sang. “Bad bitches like me, is hard to come by.”

“The Patrón, on, let’s go get it on,” Miles sang. “The zone, on, yes I’m in the zone.”

“Is it two, three, leave a good tip,” Lana sang. “I’mma blow all my money and don’t give two cents.”

“I’m on the floor, floor,” Jaxon sang. “I love to dance. So give me more, more, ‘til I can’t stand. Get on the floor, floor, like it’s your last chance. If you want more, more, then here I am.”

“Starships were meant to fly,” New Directions sang. “Hands up and touch the sky. Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high. Let’s do this one more time. Starships were meant to fly. Hands up and touch the sky. Let’s do this one last time Can't stop, we’re higher than a mother lover. We’re higher than a mother lover. We’re higher than a mother lover.”

“Jump in my hooptie hooptie hoop,” Evan sang. “I own that.”

“And I ain’t paying my rent this month,” Natasha sang. “I owe that.”

“But love who you want, and love who you like,” Kevin sang. “That's our life, there’s no end in sight.”

“Twinkle, twinkle little star,” Honey sang.

“Now everybody let me hear you say ray, ray, ray,” Adam sang. “Now spend all your money cause today's pay day.”

“And if you’re a G, you a G, G, G,” Nicole sang. “My name is Nicole, you can call me Nicki.”

“Get on the floor, floor,” Ana sang. “Like it’s your last chance. If you want more, more, then here I am.”

“Starships were meant to fly,” New Directions sang. “Hands up and touch the sky. Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high. Let’s do this one more time. Starships were meant to fly. Hands up and touch the sky. Let’s do this one last time Can't stop, we’re higher than a mother lover. We’re higher than a mother lover. We’re higher than a mother lover.”

“Starships were meant to fly,” Claude and Lucas sang. “Hands up and touch the sky. Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high. Let’s do this one more time.”

“Starships were meant to fly,” New Directions sang. “Hands up and touch the sky. Let’s do this one last time. Can't stop, we’re higher than a mother lover. We’re higher than a mother lover. We’re higher than a mother lover.”

As the song ended, New Directions erupted into cheers as they turned to their friends and began to hug one another.

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Evan opened his locker and looked down as a note fell out. He slowly bent over, grimacing at the pain in his abdomen. He opened it and felt his heart sink as he read it.

How’s your headache, honkey? What about that nasty bruise on your stomach? Haha. –Marcus

Evan crumbled the note up and threw it in the trash can. He slammed his locker and started down the hall. He let out a loud grunt as he felt himself being tripped. He hit the floor hard. He looked up and saw Marcus and Gale walking down the hall, laughing.

Evan slowly and carefully picked himself off the ground and looked at his attackers.

“Take your medication, Evan,” Evan sang. “Take a short vacation, Evan, you'll be okay. You need to know your station, Evan, some alterations on your clothes and your brain. Take a little break, little break from your silencing. There is so much you can take, you can take, I know how bad you need an Evan holiday, Evan holiday, an Evan holiday.”

Evan looked infuriated as he walked down the hall, staring straight ahead.

“You done, you tight? You suck at life. You don't want a round three, you'll suffer twice. Worship the king and you might could pass. Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass. Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari. I am the ultimate Svengali. You, you bitches can't even spell that. You, you jerks bugging, repel that. Let me tell you this, mister. I am, I am colder than a blister ‘cause my flow's so sick and I'm a lunatic and this can't be cured with no Elixir. 'Cause y'all know who the eff, what the eff I do. I done put the pressure to every thug I knew. Quack, quack to a duck and a chicken too. Put the hyena in a freaking zoo.”

Evan threw open the doors to the auditorium and made his way to the stage.

“Take your medication, Evan. Take a short vacation, Evan, you'll be ok. You need to know your station, Evan, some alterations on your clothes and your brain. Take a little break, little break from your silencing. There is so much you can take, you can take. I know how bad you need an Evan holiday, Evan holiday, an Evan holiday.Witch, twitch, bitch! Mother effing right, this is World War 6. This right here might make a bitch die and this right here is gonna make a bitch cry. And if you being honest, I am such a great guy and this what I do when a bitch breaks flock. I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under. No them bitches ain't eating, they dying of hunger. Mother lover, I need, who the hell is this whore? And yes, maybe just a touch of Tourette’s. Get my wigs, Terrance, go and get my beret. Take your medication, Evan. Take a short vacation, Evan, you'll be ok. You need to know your station, Evan, some alterations on your clothes and your brain. Take a little break, little break from your silencing. There is so much you can take, you can take. I know how bad you need an Evan holiday, Evan holiday, an Evan holiday.”

The lights shut off and a small spotlight focused on Evan as he stood there, looking directly ahead into the empty seats.

“Come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant. I am Evan Zolanski. Come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant. I am Evan Zolanski. Come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant. I am Evan Zolanski, ooh! Talking about me, you talking about me? I dare a stupid brother to be talking about me. Them bitches must be smoking a couple of OC. They want the outline, I give them a goatee. Come on, mother lover, you talking about me? I dare a mother lover, to be talking about me. Them bitches must be smoking a couple of OC. Ha Ba Ba Ba Ga, gum the goatee.”

The lights began to flicker repeatedly, making a strobe effect.

“Take your medication, Evan. Take a short vacation, Evan, you'll be ok. You need to know your station, Evan, some alterations on your clothes and your brain. Take a little break, little break from your silencing. There is so much you can take, you can take. I know how bad you need an Evan holiday, Evan holiday, an Evan holiday.”

The lights stopped blinking, casting Evan into complete darkness as the song ended.


THE END

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