We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club Chapter 8: It's A Wonderful Lie, a glee fanfic

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-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

"When it comes to family, we're all still children at heart. No matter how old we get, we always need a place to call home."

Thursday, 7:13 P.M.

Everyone's parents were sat down for dinner, eating a delicious home-cooked meal Rachel had made, when Jesse opened up the table for discussion.

"So, as you all know, the reason we came together tonight was to discuss what's been going on in Glee Club recently and your children's lives." Jesse stated. "Let me just start off by saying that I haven't been able to get through a Glee Club rehearsal without someone starting a fight with each other, so I think if we band together and help our kids try to figure out a way to get along with one another, we might have a real shot at Sectionals this year. I mean, we all learned to get along, right? So there's no reason our children won't be able to do the same."

"I have a question." Marley said while raising her hand, to which Jesse nodded in her direction, urging her to continue. "Who's all involved in these fights you're talking about? Because I know my kids, and they would tell me if they were having problems at school."

"Right, well," Jesse began, "although everyone in Glee Club seems to have hostility towards one another, the most frequent groups of kids fighting would probably be: Violet and Harper, those two girls are most likely at the top of the list. Leo and Jasmine, a dunk tank incident being their most recent feud. Nick and Dan, although the dumpster tossing seems to have stopped for the time being. Caleb and Liam are more mixed up in Violet and Harper's drama, except for when the two boys got in a fight with Ryder at the beginning of the school year. I guess Natalie, Penny, and Zoe are probably the only people in the club that haven't raged war on one of their teammates."

"Whoa, wait, hold up." Quinn interrupted. "All of this is brand new to me. Why are Harper and Violet fighting? They're best friends. I'm close with my daughter, she would tell me if they had gotten into an argument."

"I too am also curious as to why my daughter is fighting." Kurt said. "What's this all about?"

"Perhaps you should ask them yourself." Jesse replied, hesitantly. "I don't feel right revealing personal matters about your children without their consent." Just then, Leo and Penny walked back into the house and were about to head down to the basement when Kurt's voice halted his son.

"Leo, what's going on with Harper and your sister? Why are they fighting?" His father asked.

"I'm not sure fighting would be the right word to describe it. War, on the other hand, may be more accurate." All the parents looked at him with strange expressions before he continued. "Anyway, the reason they're "fighting,"' Leo said while using his fingers as quotation marks, "is because Harper slept with Vi's boyfriend at a party and then lied about it to her face."

"What?" Kurt, Quinn, and Mercedes all exclaimed at the same time.

"Oh, sorry, ex-boyfriend." Leo corrected. "My bad."

"I don't believe this." Quinn said, shocked. "You're telling me my daughter slept with her best friend's boyfriend, and then never told her about it afterwards?"

"Sounds a little like someone we know, huh Quinn?" Santana asked with a smirk on her face.

"Shut the hell up Santana, you were a bigger slut than me in high school and everyone knows it." The blonde retorted.

"And...we'll just be leaving now." Penny interrupted, grabbing onto Leo's arm and dragging him down the basement steps. Meanwhile, back in the dinning room, this was happening:

"Everyone was a bigger slut in high school compared to you, little "Miss Virgin Princess!" Hell, I'm sure Ben Israel got more action than you did." The latina fired back.

"Stop the violence." Brittany said. "This is supposed to be about our kids, remember? Not how you two viewed each other in high school."

"Brittany's right." Rachel agreed. "We shouldn't be fighting with each other when we've got bigger things to worry about. Do we really want all of our kids to go through the same things we did in high school? All the backstabbing, stealing, cheating, lying, manipulation, all the crazy things we did to get what we wanted? I don't, and I'm sure you guys don't either."

"Rachel has a point," Artie said. "and seeing as I was one of the five original Glee Club members, I can tell you when we started out, we all had issues with each other. Rachel was constantly feuding with Kurt and Mercedes;" The three friends just chuckled and smiled at one another, "Tina and I had a very rocky, one-again, off-again, relationship; Finn and Puck were fighting over Quinn; and Santana was trying to steal captain of the Cheerios from Quinn while having a not-so-secret relationship with Brittany." Santana looked embarrassed, she never understood why she wanted to hide the most important thing to her in the entire world, but she figured everything turned out alright in the end.

"Damn...we did have a lot of drama in high school." Mercedes recalled.

"But we got through it." Kurt said. "Old, and new members." Kurt and Blaine smiled at each other, while on the other side of the table, Marley and Jake did the same.

"That's real enlightening, Hummel, but how do you suggest we do that?" Santana asked. "It's not like our kids are going to magically start enjoying each other's company."

"Well, I think it would be a good start to know what we're up against. Jesse, what other problems do our children have with each other?" Kurt questioned.

The director thought for a moment. "Hmm...well it seems to me that we have a hate-rectangle between Violet, Liam, Harper, and Caleb."

"Okay, great, let's start with that." Sam proposed. "What exactly are we dealing with?"

"Well, Violet's been pretty mean since she found out Caleb cheated on her. She's exiled Harper from her lunch table. She's put a snapping turtle in her locker, which, I don't even know how she did that, and I don't think I want to. She's filled her shampoo bottle in the women's locker room with peanut oil,"

"Harper's allergic." Brody clarified.

"and she's unscrewed the bolts in her desk, so when she sat down it fell apart." Jesse finished.

"This girl's evil. Hilarious, but evil, nonetheless." Santana noticed. "Are you sure she's not my daughter?"

"Positive. You can rest easy, Santana." Blaine said.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Jesse disagreed, and everyone looked at him, confused. "Your daughter's just as bad."

"Jasmine?" Brittany questioned. "What did she do?"

"Well, for starters, she's always very disruptive during my lessons, and she barely ever pays attention, along with a few others. She slushied Harper on one of the first days back at school, and she also showed a private video tape of Leo to the entire school. It seems to me that she's on a downward spiral." Jesse warned.

"That doesn't sound like Jasmine at all." Santana said. "She was perfectly nice in middle school."

"I'm guessing ever since she started hanging out with the popular crowd, she's began acting like them as well." The coach assumed.

"Alright, so the popular kids seem to be the cause of all the problems." Artie stated. "How do we fix it?"

"Excuse me, but did you just refer to my daughter as a problem?" Santana asked.

"No, I said she and her friends are the cause of all the problems, there's a difference." Artie clarified. "Besides, I find it hard to believe that you couldn't see this coming from a mile away. I mean, she obviously takes after you, Santana."

"Hey, don't go blaming this on me, Abrams. Quinn's the one with the disobedient daughter."

"Oh, so now this is my fault?" Quinn asked, frustrated.

"It's no one's fault." Rachel interrupted. "No one person here is either guilty or innocent...except maybe Natalie."

"Oh, please, Rachel. Did you ever think that maybe the reason our kids don't like Glee Club is because your husband probably showers your daughter with solos and attention?" Jake asked.

"You did not just accuse me of nepotism." Jesse replied, flabbergasted. "Besides, your son doesn't even want solos, all he likes to do is throw kids into dumpsters."

"Okay, what's that all about? And who is Dan throwing into dumpsters?" Marley questioned.

"He's been tossing Nick Abrams into a dumpster every week since his freshman year. Luckily, Mrs. Shuester finally put an end to it, and ordered him to focus more of his time and energy on Glee Club. So far, I've failed to see any progress." Jesse said.

"Are you calling my son a slacker?" Jake exclaimed, standing up from his seat.

"No, but I'm calling him a bad influence on my daughter!" Quinn fired back, also standing up. "Who do you think invited her to that party in the first place?"

"It's not my son's fault Violet's boyfriend can't stay faithful to her. Cheating is a two-way street, sweetheart." Jake said.

"Aww hell to the no!" Mercedes yelled, jumping out of her chair. "You better watch your mouth, boy, or I will take you to the carpet."

"Stop the violence." Brittany declared again.

"Be quiet, Brittany." Blaine said in a moment of anger, he didn't mean to sound so rude, though.

"Don't tell my wife what to do!" Santana shouted, lunging over the table to get to Blaine, but Sam and Brody both held her back. "O le va a pasar cosas malas!"

"Oh my god, should I call 911?" Rachel asked in a loud and nervous tone.

"No, Rachel!" Kurt hollered. "I strongly advise against that!"

"Sticks and stones may just break bones, but the wounds from words never heal. Especially when they're words you never thought you'd hear again."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Thursday, 7:11 P.M.

Back down in the basement, the kids were still playing, "Never Have I Ever," despite the fact that Leo and Penny had left. It was Natalie's turn, and she'd noticed so far that everyone's statements had something to do with crushes, or dating, or sex, so she assumed she might as well follow along.

"Okay, never have I ever..." Natalie began, "kissed a boy."

Liam quickly downed a cup of alcohol, along with the other guys, only to spit it back out in a fit of surprise, right into Violet's face. "What?" The boy exclaimed. "I'm shocked."

"You're also a jackass." Violet deadpanned while standing up and grabbing a napkin from the table. "But Nat, you've really never kissed a boy before? That's kind of sad."

"Well, I mean, I've always liked boys, they just seem to flock to the popular, pretty girls in school, and I get friend-zoned." Everyone in the room knew Natalie was talking about how Nick was taking Violet to Homecoming, but no one cared to address it.

"Alright, my turn." Zoe announced. "Never have I ever...gone skinny dipping." The brunette finished with a wink. Dan quickly took a drink, while Violet and Caleb both glanced at each other before downing the cup.

"Ew, mental image." Liam said, shielding his eyes.

"Please, you like half of that mental image." Jasmine responded with a laugh. "Liam Weston not liking to picture a girl with no clothes on? Impossible."

"Hey, come on guys, he has standards." Caleb informed, sounding serious, yet then his serious face broke and there was a short pause before everyone burst out laughing.

"Yeah, they have to be thinner than Kirstie Alley, before the Jenny Craig ads, but not prettier than him." Dan said with a chuckle. Liam, though, didn't find it as amusing.

"He'll basically date anything female." Harper added. "It's not like he'll give a shit about them in a week, anyway. He's sort of a jerk that way."

With that, Liam got up and left. He opened the screen door to the basement, closing it behind him, and stepped out onto the patio. He stood on the hood of the St. James' SUV and grabbed onto the edge of the roof, he then used his strong upper-body strength to lift himself off of the car and climb safely to the top of the roof.

"What's his problem?" Penny asked while she and Leo came down the stairs.

"I don't know. I guess what we were saying kind of pissed him off." Caleb replied.

"You think?" Violet asked before rolling her eyes and getting up from the floor. She too exited through the screen door, everyone watching as she left.

"So..." Leo began, "are we still playing or...?"

This snapped back everyone's attention. "Oh, yeah, it's my turn." Nick said. He waited for Penny and Leo to take a seat before he continued. "Never have I ever...done drugs."

Dan was the only person who had to drink that time. "Way to single me out, Abrams." The junior spoke angrily, shoving Nick so he fell and knocked over Harper's cup.

"Oh no, my parent's carpet!" Natalie exclaimed, worriedly. "They're totally going to notice that it smells like beer, now. Why did I let you guys talk me into this?"

"Calm down, St. James, I'm sure we can get the smell out before we have to leave." Ryder assured. He knelt over to smell how strong the scent was, but when he inhaled, it didn't smell like alcohol at all. It didn't smell like anything.

"Harper, is this water?" The sophomore asked, and Harper looked guilty.

Her expression made Jasmine scoff. "Way to be a lightweight, Weston." She figured Dan must have snuck water into her cup while he was pouring everyone else alcohol.

"Harper, why aren't you drinking like the rest of us?" Penny asked.

Harper paused for a moment. It wasn't like she could tell all of them that she was pregnant. "Because the last time I got drunk I made some really terrible decisions, and I never want to do something like that again. I hurt too many people I cared about."

"Wow, that's really mature of you." Natalie praised, and it caused Harper to smile.

"Well, if it's just water, it'll dry." Ryder said. "I say we forget about this dumb game and go play football instead. Who's with me?" Everyone cheered for Ryder's proposal.

"Hey, we should ask our parents if they want to play, too." Harper suggested. "You can not tell me my mom kicking your mom's ass wouldn't be the funniest thing in the world."

"Please, Quinn doesn't have anything on my mom." Ryder denied. "Either of them for that matter."

"I'd have to go with Ryder on this one." Caleb agreed. "I've heard many stories from my mom and dad, and all of them describe Santana Lopez as a badass in high school."

"Whatever." Dan said. "Let's just settle this on the field."

All the kids headed upstairs to tell their parents about the game, but when they opened the door, it looked like someone had just opened Pandora's box. Santana was arguing with Blaine, Jake was shoving Jesse, and Rachel was yelling over top of everyone. When they finally noticed their kids standing in the living room, they stopped fighting.

"Damn...and I thought we had problems." Zoe whispered.

"Kids, what are you doing up here?" Jesse asked.

"We were wondering if you guys wanted to play some touch-football with us." Ryder spoke up.

The parents thought it over for a minute, but Santana was the one to break the silence. "Make it tackle and I'm in."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Thursday, 7:14 P.M.

Violet stepped out onto the patio, and looked around to see if she could spot Liam, but he was nowhere to be found. She heard some movement up on the roof, though, and immediately looked there.

"Liam? What are you doing on the roof, and how'd you even get up there?" The blonde asked.

"I climbed." The boy simply put.

Violet looked around, trying to figure out what he used to get up there, and then realized he must have climbed on top of the St. James' car. So she did that as well, then took hold of the roof in an attempt at getting over the edge. She began struggling though, and Liam let out a loud huff before standing up and assisting her. He pulled her up on the roof with him, and made sure she wasn't going to fall before returning to his place near the chimney.

"You know, you're a lot stronger than you look." Violet puffed out, trying to catch her breath, while dusting her hands off on her jeans.

"Should I take that as a compliment?" The junior questioned in a monotone voice.

"Yes," Violet confirmed, "considering it was one." She took a seat down next to Liam, legs extended and hands resting behind her back, supporting her weight. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Liam responded, hastily. "Why do you even care?"

"I don't." The blonde clarified. "I just thought it'd be the polite thing to ask."

"Since when do you like being polite? You're a bitch." This caused Violet to look down, feeling somewhat hurt. Here she was trying to talk to a guy she basically loathed, and he was being a total jerk to her. Liam looked over, realizing he may have gone too far, and decided to apologize. "Sorry."

"Don't say things you don't mean, Liam."

"No, I do mean it." Liam assured. "I've been a real douche to you this week and I want to apologize. I never should have said that thing about your mom. About how she gave you up. It's none of my business."

"She didn't so much as give me up as she did leave me." Violet responded.

This made Liam's eyebrows furrow, and he recalled the first time she told him about how her mom left her at the zoo when she was four. Her mother had always been an alcoholic, and she never did anything with her daughter. So it surprised and excited Violet, that on her fourth birthday, her mom decided to take her to the zoo, mostly because she loved penguins. She told him how her mom said she was going to get drinks and that she'd be right back, but she never did come back, and Violet was so enamored by the penguins that she didn't even notice her mother's absence. Not until it was closing time and everyone was leaving with their families. He remembered her saying how she wandered around looking for her, and was finally taken into a holding station by some security guards. She waited in that station all night...but no one ever came to take her home.

"I've never...liked clowns." Liam admitted, breaking the silence.

Violet turned her head to look at him. "What?" She asked, confused.

Liam just chuckled. "When I was a kid, I was always afraid of clowns. They scared the crap out of me. I couldn't even watch the Simpsons because every time Krusty the Clown came on the TV, I'd yell at my mom to turn it off."

Violet still didn't seem to understand. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because...I've never admitted that to anyone before," Liam said. "and I thought I owed you one."

The way Liam was smiling at her after he told her that couldn't help but cause her smile as well. "You're such a dork." The blonde replied with a laugh. "Who's afraid of clowns?"

"Hey, a lot of people are!" Liam exclaimed. "And for the record, you'd have to drink on that one."

"Oh really?" Violet asked. "Well I've never broken curfew. There, now we're even."

This made Liam laugh. "Yeah, well, I've never had to sell cupcakes for a bake sale."

"That was done in spite of my own free will. It doesn't count." Violet said. "And I've never cut class before either."

"That's not something to be proud of," Liam responded with a nudge to the girl's shoulder. "but at least you make up for it because I've never done a stage dive."

Violet smiled, remembering that night. "I've also never..." she paused, "made out on a rooftop."

Liam seemed surprised by her bold statement, but didn't waste any time in responding. "Well maybe we should fix that." He immediately pulled her in for a steamy kiss, and she reciprocated it with just as much intensity. This lasted for a few more minutes, until the patio lights turned on, and their friends and family began shuffling out of the basement.

"Oh shit, get off of me." Violet whispered, hastily. She pushed Liam off of her and sat up straight. She tried her best to fix her hair, so it didn't look so tangled and messy, and just decided to put it in a pony tail. She also began to adjust her frayed and wrinkled clothes, attempting to be as quiet as possible.

"Where did Violet and Liam go?" Penny asked from down below.

Violet quickly turned around, about to tell Liam she was going to climb down the roof first, but he had already vanished. "What the hell?" The blonde quickly forgot about him and headed down anyway.

"Violet?" Jasmine questioned. "Why were you on the roof?"

"I, um," she stumbled, "was chasing a bird." The two girls looked confused. "Yeah, I dropped my bracelet, and a bird picked it up, then flew on the roof. So I thought if I climbed up there after it I could get it back."

"Did you?" Penny asked.

"Oh, no, the bird flew away." Violet concluded.

"Uh huh." Jasmine said, nodding her head but sounding unconvinced. "Well we're starting a game of football, you're welcome to play with us if you want."

"Great, thanks." The blonde responded with a smile. After her two friends were gone, Violet released a sigh of relief. "Chasing a bird, really?" She mumbled to herself. Then, out of nowhere, Liam came walking around the corner of the house, and Violet quickly rushed up to him. "Hey, where the hell did you go?"

"I climbed down the other side of the roof." Liam said, nonchalantly.

"Oh...well you could have at least told me that's what you were doing." Violet complained.

"I could have, but what's the fun in that?" Liam asked with a smirk.

Violet just shook her head, and back-handed him in the chest. "Idiot."

"Ow, that hurt." The junior responded.

"You better get used to it." Violet said. "You and I are playing football."

"Better suit up, L. The game is just beginning. You may not be V's knight in shining armor, but you sure are her favorite mistake."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Thursday, 7:23 P.M.

Everyone was finally out in the St. James' backyard, and Jake and Sam were setting up the boundaries for the football game, while Rachel brought out drinks and snacks for the kids.

"Thanks, Mrs. St. James." Penny said, happily.

Violet and Jasmine both waved off their appreciation. "So, what was up with my brother?" Violet asked, sipping from the straw in her lemonade drink.

"Oh my god, you're never going to believe what happened." Penny exclaimed, and Jasmine seemed nervous due to the girl's excitement.

"Only if you don't tell us." The blonde retorted.

"Alright, but you can't repeat this to anyone." Penny warned. "We're not ready to tell anyone yet, but me and Leo kissed, and we've decided to give dating a shot."

"Ew, gross, I'm totally leaving." Violet said, walking away.

"Wait...you and Leo are together, now?" Jasmine questioned.

"Yeah, I know you don't like him, but he's actually a really nice guy. He's funny, and smart, and-"

"Okay, I get it." The freshman snapped, holding up her hand to seize the sophomore's talking.

Just then, Jesse walked out onto the grass to explain the rules for the football game. "Alright, everyone seems to be here now, so what do you say we start this game and have some fun, shall we?"

"You're dad is so lame." Zoe acknowledged to Natalie.

"We've already chosen the teams so it would be fair, so on the right side for the parents I want: Santana, Kurt, Brody, Rachel, Sam, Marley, and Artie."

"Oh, great, I have Berry on my team." Santana moaned.

"For your information, Santana, in case you can't remember, but I helped lead the McKinley Titans to a victory in the championship game our junior year." Rachel said. "And just to clarify, this is touch football, so try not to kill anyone."

"I thought you might say that," The latina responded, "considering you're first on my list, Streisand, after Anderson over there."

"Alright, you two, that's enough." Jesse intervened. "For the kids I want: Violet, Nick, Dan, Jasmine, Harper, and Ryder."

"Um...I don't feel comfortable or safe with her on my team." Harper said while pointing at Violet.

"Would you rather have me not on your team?" The blonde asked.

The junior thought it over. "Good point."

Jesse shook his head once again before continuing. "On the left side for the parents I want: Blaine, Quinn, Mercedes, Sugar, Jake, Brittany, and myself. And for the kids I want: Liam, Zoe, Caleb, Penny, Leo, and Natalie. Alright, let's get started."

Everyone got lined up for the first play of the game, it was Jesse's teams ball, and Dan decided to square off against his father. He and Jake had always been very competitive with each other, so to say they were going to take this game lightly, would be a complete inaccurate assumption.

"You're going down, dad." Dan warned.

"We'll see about that." Jake responded. Jesse hiked the ball, and Jake ran a wide-out screen near the corner of the end zone. Dan wasn't able to keep up with him, and Jesse threw for a quick touchdown pass. Everyone on his team cheered, and Jake tossed the ball to his son. "And that's how it's done."

Brody's team quickly set up their offense on the opposite side of the grass, and this time, Quinn was defending Violet. "Hey, come here." Quinn said, motioning her closer. Violet seemed hesitant, but complied. "I know it was a while ago, and I know that you're young, so I'm not going to blame you, but I need to know," Quinn whispered, "did you drive my car?"

Violet smiled, sweetly. "Mrs. Weston, how many times do I have to tell you? It wasn't me."

"Alright, I believe you." Quinn responded, nodding her head. Then she narrowed her eyes. "I know it was you." Violet just rolled her eyes.

On the other side of the field, Ryder was being guarded by one of his mothers, Brittany. "So, what's this I hear about Jasmine hanging out with the popular kids? I take it she's changed a bit, huh?"

"Oh my god, mom, you have no idea." Her son affirmed. "It's like she's an entirely different person, only meaner and more nasty. I swear, if someone doesn't stop her soon, she's not going to have any friends left."

Just then, Brody hiked the ball, and threw a short pass to Jasmine in the clear. She had a ton of running room, and began to make her way towards the end zone. Before she could reach it though, Leo tagged her, and accidentally knocked her over due to all his momentum, running to catch up to her.

"Hey, man, don't push my little sister." Ryder said, shoving the other sophomore.

"Yeah, dude, it's totally not cool to hit a girl." Dan agreed.

"You guys, stop it. He probably didn't mean for her to fall down." Penny defended.

At that moment, Jasmine sprung up from the ground and tackled Leo. The two wrestled in the grass for a few seconds before both their parents ran over to break it up.

"God, Santana, learn to control your daughter." Kurt advised. "That temper of hers could really get someone hurt."

"I'm sorry, but are you blaming this on me, Hummel?" The latina asked, angrily.

"Do you see anyone else here starting fights?" He fired back.

"You guys, just calm down. There's no need to be making rash judgements about other people's kids." Marley announced.

"Yeah, seriously, just let it go." Violet added, crossing her arms.

"And you, you scratched my car." Quinn spoke loudly, pointing at Violet.

"Mom, she didn't mean to scratch your car." Harper conveyed wearily with a role of her eyes.

"I knew it! Did I not tell you?" She asked her husband, Brody. "I knew it."

"Alright, yes, I did." The junior admitted. "But the only reason I was in your car was because your little Jujube was high as a kite."

"What?" Quinn and Brody both shouted as Harper's mouth dropped. "You're doing drugs now? Are you insane?" Her mother asked.

"How was I supposed to know they were pot brownies?"

"Are you kidding me, you're hanging out with drug dealers? First it was sex, now marijuana, you're going to whined up in jail in you keep acting like this." Brody exclaimed.

"No dad, I'm not hanging out with drug dealers." Harper clarified. "And how'd you find out about that?"

"That's it! You are grounded until graduation, little Missy." Quinn confirmed.

While the Westons were arguing, this was also going on:

"I remember you had a party with some friends where you made brownies," Marley recalled, "and you don't even like baking. Daniel Criss Puckerman, you better not tell me those were pot brownies."

"Way to go, Vi." Dan mumbled to the blonde.

"Shut up. Your friend is the one who narked on us." Violet quipped back.

"And you, miss "rebel without a cause," you scratched Quinn's car?" Kurt asked.

"Hey, it was an accident." His daughter pleaded. "That fire hydrant came out of nowhere."

"Oh, right, Hummel, and you say my daughter's reckless." Santana remarked.

"Could everyone just be quiet?" Natalie questioned loudly and assertively enough to cause everyone to stop talking. She stepped up onto her patio table so they all could see her. "This night was supposed to be about bringing us together, not tearing us further apart. I don't know about all of you, but I love Glee Club, and I want to see it succeed, but if no one here cares to even try to get along with each other, I don't see the point in trying either. I was so excited the first day we began rehearsals for Glee Club, I actually thought, "This could be our year." But all of you destroyed that dream because you were too absorbed in your own lives and didn't even give my dad or Glee Club a shot. I want to say that I'll be back on Tuesday, but after tonight...I don't know if I can keep fighting a losing battle. It's just too hard doing it all by myself." Natalie got down from the table, and sent one final look of disappointment to the people waiting in the grass, before walking back inside.

"I'm impressed, N. Whoever said the truth was a hard pill to swallow, obviously choked. Forget a grand entrance. Everyone knows that it's the exit they'll remember."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Friday, 11:36 A.M.

Nick had assembled everyone from Glee Club, excluding Natalie, into the auditorium for a secret, emergency meeting. No one knew why they were there, they just received a note during free period that said to meet in the auditorium at 11:30. Nothing like an anonymous letter to get teenagers to drop what they're doing and blindly follow a suspicious message.

"Alright, is everyone accounted for?" Nick asked.

"Yeah, now get on with it, Abrams." Dan insisted. "Why are we all here?"

"Well, as I'm sure all of you recall, Natalie spoke a lot of truth last night. Glee Club is breaking apart at the seams and she's the only one trying to keep it together. If we don't start helping her out, I'm afraid she might quit, and she's Glee Club's rock, so if she goes, we all go."

"That's real sweet of you, Nick," Violet began, "but why would any of us care if Natalie quit? If anything I'd be happy about it, without her, we have no shot in hell of winning Sectionals, and that means I'll finally be able to rid myself of this stupid club."

That just seemed to anger Nick. "Don't you guys get it? We need Glee Club. I know you may not think we do, but I've seen changes in everyone since we all joined. Dan," He said, gesturing to the junior. "how many kids have you tossed into a dumpster since joining the club?"

Dan thought for a minute, and began to realize the sophomore's point. "Well...none."

"And Caleb," Nick continued, "how many math tests have you gotten a B or higher on since getting involved with Glee?"

The junior seemed surprised. "All of them."

"And Zoe-"

"Okay, we get it." Jasmine cut in. "You've made your point."

"See, you may not notice it, but Glee Club helps us with problems we face in our every day lives. Believe me, I found it hard to understand too when I first thought about it, but Natalie's seen it all along. She knows how much of a positive influence being in Glee Club can have on us, and that's why she's gotten so frustrated over the fact that we don't care about it. We need to show her that we get it now, and I know just the place to do it." Nick ended with a smile.

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Saturday, 12:45 P.M.

Ryder and Harper were working the ticket booth at the main entrance of the carnival, and they noticed that it was a perfect day for people to be outside. There was a light breeze, and the autumn weather couldn't help but put everyone in a happy mood, maybe even happy enough to take a leap of faith.

Ryder watched as his friend greeted the customers with a light smile and endearing tone. She was so charming and sweet, he felt it was a shame girls like Violet made her feel unworthy of happiness, because if anyone in this town deserved it the most right now, it was her. Especially with the way she was giggling at the moment.

"What?" Ryder asked, unsure of what was so funny.

"You were staring at me." Harper confirmed, handing a ticket back to one of her customers.

"I was?" The sophomore asked. "I mean, no I wasn't. I was just watching you."

"Is there a difference?" She responded with another laugh.

"Well, for one, it sounds less creepy." Ryder pointed out.

"Good point." Harper replied. "So, did you want to tell me something or...?"

Ryder thought about whether or not to tell Harper what was on his mind. On one hand, he didn't want things to get awkward in case she was completely against the proposal, and on the other hand, he didn't really feel like getting rejected after taking such a long time to even ask the question.

"Yeah, I did actually." Might as well go for it, what do you have to lose? "Well, it's more of me asking you something rather than telling you."

"What is it?" Harper wondered.

Ryder took a deep breath. "I was wondering..." Then he paused, man he was nervous. "You wouldn't want to go to Homecoming with me, would you?"

Harper was stunned. That sure came out of nowhere, she didn't even know Ryder had a crush on her...or was it even a crush? Or did he just want to go as friends? "Do you like me?" Harper asked.

Ryder's eyes went wide. "What? No." He denied. "I just thought we could go together as friends." This caused Harper to release a sigh of relief.

"Oh, good." She said. "No offense to you, but I'm just not ready to date anyone right now."

"Oh, yeah, I totally understand." Ryder replied. "I just figured you've had a rough couple of weeks so far, and maybe if you went to Homecoming with a friend you'd have more fun, but it's completely fine if you don't want to go with me. I get it."

"Hey, no, I never said I wouldn't go with you." Harper corrected. "I actually think you're right. Me and you going to Homecoming together sounds like it could really be fun. Ryder Lopez-Pierce, I accept your invitation."

This made Ryder smile. "Great!" He said, excitedly. "You're guaranteed to have a good time with me. I promise."

"Spotted: R and H making plans for next Saturday night. Too bad no one told them, it's not a party until someone goes home crying. Better get your umbrellas out, it's going to be raining broken hearts and unkept secrets. BYOB: Bring your own booze. I'm sure it'll rid you of that bitter taste in your mouth."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Saturday, 1:17 P.M.

Nick was setting up the stage for the first line-up of performances, when he saw Harper guiding Natalie to the front of the crowd. He had asked the junior, prior to the event, to escort Natalie to the stage for a special surprise. He needed a way to get her back on board with Glee Club, and what a better way to do that than a song dedication.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?" Nick asked, speaking into the microphone on stage. "We're about to start the performances for this afternoon, but before we do that, there's a very special person we need to thank for bringing us all together today. Please, would you all give a big round of applause to Ms. Natalie St. James. Without her, we never would have gotten here."

Everyone began clapping for Natalie, while she remained completely surprised. Harper began pushing her towards the stage, nodding for her to head up there.

"What's this all about?" She asked Nick when she reached him.

"Just listen." Was all Nick said before he continued. "Now, some of you may not know this, but Natalie St. James is one of the nicest, most selfless people I have ever met. She never gives up, even when the people around her do, and you always see her with a smile on her face. I swear, before I met her, I never knew what it was like to have so much faith in something, even if no else around you believed in it. Every time I see her, positive attitude and all, it makes my day a little bit better. It brightens it. So, that is why, this day, I am thanking her." Then he turned to Natalie, who nearly looked like she was about to cry. "Natalie St. James, I'm being honest when I say, Glee Club wouldn't be the same without you in it, and neither would I. What do you say we take Sectionals this year? Together."

Natalie smiled at Nick before she grabbed the microphone. "I say let's do it!"

Everyone began cheering and hollering, and the rest of the Glee Club boys, along with Jasmine, began walking out on stage. "Oh, and Natalie," Nick said, "there's one more thing."

Music began playing, and everyone in the crowd noticed it was a mash-up between "Brokenhearted" and "What Makes You Beautiful." Jasmine started to sing, and the audience began clapping their hands.

This is more than the typical kinda thing
Felt the jones in my bones when you were touching me, uh oh
Didn't wanna take it slow
In a daze, going crazy, I can barely think
You're replaying in my brain, find it hard to sleep, uh oh
Waiting for my phone to blow
Uh oh yep

Jasmine began singing and dancing around Natalie, acting all goofy, trying to make her laugh, while the boys executed a perfectly, in sync hip-hop routine.

Now I'm here in a sticky situation
Got a little trouble, yep and now I'm pacing
Five minutes, ten minutes, now it's been an hour
Uh don't wanna think too hard, but I'm sour
Uh oh, I can't seem to let you go

Jasmine and the boys began jumping around on stage, trying to get the crowd into it, and all the girls were screaming like crazy because they reminded them of One Direction.

See, I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby
So let's get up, let's get on it
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Come on, that's right
Honest baby, I'll do anything you want to
So can we finish what we started
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Come on, that's right, cheerio
Oh, oh, oh

The boys made a circle around Natalie and all pointed at her as they sang the next line.

That's what makes you beautiful

Jasmine and the boys put their hands over their heads and clapped along with the crowd.

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na

Anything you wanna do, I'll be on it too
Everything you say is like go with the view
Business on the front, party in the back
Maybe I was wrong, was the outfit really wack?
This kinda thing doesn't happen usually
I'm on the opposite side of it, truthfully
I know you want it so come and get it, cheerio

Liam did a back flip off the stage, causing all the girls to holler, while Jasmine sang, and Natalie, along with the rest of the Glee boys, danced on stage.

See, I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby
So let's get up, let's get on it
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight, ohhhohohhhoohhhh
Honest baby, I'll do anything you want to
So can we finish what we started
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Come on, that's right, cheeri, cheerio

When you gonna call
Don't leave me broken hearted
I've been waiting up
Let's finish what we started, oh oh
I can't seem to let you go
Come on, that's right, cheerio, uh!

Ryder and Caleb both lifted Natalie up on their shoulders, while Nick sang directly to her, and Leo was off somewhere dancing with Penny.

Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight

The crowd erupted into a roar of cheers and Jasmine waved to her respective fans. They totally loved her. On the other side of the stage, Natalie was coming down from her high, literally.

"Oh my god, Nick, did you do this all for me?" Natalie asked.

"Well, it was also a way to raise money for the bus ride to Sectionals." Nick said, and it made Natalie give him a knowing look. "But most of it was for you." He continued with a smile. "I'm sorry about bailing on you for Homecoming."

"It's alright." Natalie assured.

"Really?"

"Yeah," She replied, cheerily. "Besides, nothing could ever top this. I'm really glad we're friends."

"That makes two of us." Nick responded with a smile, and he and Natalie were finally friends again.

"Well there was no kiss involved, but at least you two made up. I have to admit, I do have a fondness for happy endings, too bad this journey is only beginning. Who knows where the road might lead them next."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Saturday, 1:59 P.M.

Caleb was working the Ferris wheel as a ticket holder, and to say he was having a boring time would be an understatement. Just when he thought he couldn't stand there any longer, he recognized a familiar voice while she handed him her ticket.

"Hey, stranger."

Caleb looked up, and was surprised about who he saw. "Stella...what are you doing here?"

"I came to show my support. Is that a crime?" The Vocal Adrenaline lead asked.

"I just find it a little weird, not to mention suspicious, considering this is a McKinley sponsored event." Caleb said. "What are you here to do, spy on the competition?"

"You know, I find it endearing that you trust me so much." The sophomore replied, sarcastically. "Did it ever occur to you that I just came because I wanted to see you?"

"Nope." Caleb answered quickly, tearing off another ticket for someone.

"Then what do I have to do to prove it to you?" Stella questioned, but he didn't respond, he just continued to ignore her. "Caleb, I'm not trying to play you. I don't know what those girls were like that you knew in the past, but I can assure you, I'm not like them. Yes, I may be the lead singer of Vocal Adrenaline, but I'm also that girl you met in the grocery store who helped you pick out a bag of potato chips. Don't make it any more complicated than it is." Stella began to walk away, and Caleb was truly torn about what to do. Of course he liked her, he just wasn't sure if he could trust her or not.

"Stella...wait." Caleb insisted, and it caused the girl to turn back around. "You don't want to ride the Ferris wheel with me, do you?"

Stella smiled. "Aren't you working, right now?" She asked.

"I'm sure they won't mind if I take a break." Caleb responded, gesturing for someone else to fill in for him. "Besides, if anything goes wrong, I can just say you brainwashed me."

"Oh right, I totally forgot to mention I have mind control powers."

"Well in that case, you should ask me to a movie Friday night, that way I have to say yes, right?" Caleb guessed.

Stella just smiled and nodded her head. "Yes, yes you would."

-We're The Non-Judging Breakfast Club-

Saturday, 3:01 P.M.

The carnival was winding down, and there was time for one more performance. Zoe and Harper were up on the stage, sitting on stools, with Ryder playing his acoustic guitar, and singing "Too Close" by Alex Clare.

Harper: You know I'm not one to break promises,
I don't want to hurt you but I need to breathe.
Zoe: At the end of it all, you're still my best friend,
But there's something inside that I need to release.
Harper: Which way is right, which way is wrong,
How do I say that I need to move on?
Both: You know we're heading separate ways.

In the crowd, Leo was slow dancing with Penny, while Liam was doing the same with Katie Orsino.

And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
There's nothing I can really say.
I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself.
And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
Zoe: So I'll be on my way.

You've given me more than I can return,
Yet there's oh so much that you deserve.
Harper: There's nothing to say, nothing to do.
I've nothing to give,
I must live without you.
Both: You know we're heading separate ways.

Natalie and Nick were seen sitting at a nearby picnic table, laughing and eating cotton candy. Dan was caught looking at them from across the crowd, while listening to his sister and best friend sing their number. Another scene showed Caleb and Stella riding the Ferris wheel, with her head resting on his shoulder.

"Hey." Jasmine greeted to an unresponsive head cheerleader. She took a seat down next to her at the table. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Was that the question?" Violet deadpanned.

"What? No." Jasmine replied. "What do you do when you like someone, but they don't like you back?" The freshman asked, chancing a glance at Leo and Penny.

Violet was also caught staring at Liam and his date, as well. "You suck it up, Little J." The blonde answered, tiredly. "Cause no matter how hard you try, guys are too blind to see what's right in front of them."

Both: And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
There's nothing that I can really say.
I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself.
And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
So I'll be on my way.

So I'll be on my way.
So I'll be on my way.

Homecoming is up next! Yay!