Rent Glee Style Chapter 1: Introduction and Rent, a glee fanfic

Btw I don't own the the characters from the storys but I put them together but anyways enjoy

I don't own the scipt either :D

Chapter One Introduction & Rent

Angel: Kurt Hummel

Collin: Blaine Anderson

Joanne: Santana Lopez

Maureen: Brittany Pirece

Bennie: Puck Puckerman

Roger: Mike Chang but Dancer

Mimi: Tina Cohen-Chang sings not dances

Mark: Artie Abrams

Allison: Quinn Farbray

The title say's it all.I'm using all the characters, also no finchel. Also If you haven't say Rent or Glee.. watch both of them!

Artie Abrams, rolled into his apartment with his video phone

We begin on Christmas Eve with me, Arite, and my roommate, Mike.

We live in an industrial loft on the corner of 11th street and Avenue B, the top

floor of what was once a music publishing factory.

Old dance posters hang on the walls. They have Mike's picture advertising danes at CBGB's and

the Pyramid Club.

We have an illegal wood burning stove; its exhaust pipe crawls up to a skylight. All of our electrical appliances are plugged into one thick extension cord which snakes its way out a window. Outside, a small tent city has sprung up in the lot next to our building.

Inside, we are freezing

because we have no heat.

(He turns the camera to Mike)

Smile!

December 24th, 9 pm

Eastern Standard Time

Here on in, I shoot without a script

See if anything comes of it, instead of my old shit

He gives the camera a shrug, and turns the Camera to Mike Chang who is practicing his dancing.

First shot, Mike

Trying to figure out some moves

He hasn't dance in a year

Mike looks up at Artie, frowns and says.

I can't remember that step

Artie shakes his head and says.

So we see

He moves closer to catch Mike doing a turn.

He's just coming back

From half a year of withdrawal

Mike stops dancing and turns to Artie and gave him a look.

"Are you talking to me"

Artie eyes go wide, tryed to think of something.

Not at all

Artie gives Mike a smile, and then moves the camera to a different angle.

Are you ready?

Hold that focus, steady

He sings as Mike starts to dance again.

Tell the folks at home what you're doing Mike.

As Artie moves the camera once again.

I'm dancing one last step…

The phone to Artie's and Mikes apartment rings.

The phone rings.

Artie turns his camera off of Mike sighs a tone of relief.

Saved

We screen

Artie points the camera at the Phone and zooms in.

Zoom in on the answering machine

SPEAK!

Artie Frowns as the voice speaks. It's his mom, she checks up on him a lot.

That was a very loud beep

I don't even know if this is working.

Artie - Artie- Are you there

Are you screening your calls -

It's mom

Artie rolls his eyes.

We wanted to call and say we love you

And we'll miss you tomorrow

Cindy and the kids are here - send their love

Oh, I hope you like the hot plate

Just don't leave it on dear

When you leave the house

Artie turns his wheel chair away from the machine thinking its almost done but its not so he stops and turns.

Oh and Artie

We're sorry to heart that Brittany

Dumped you

I say c'est la vie

So let her be a lesbian

Mike starts to laugh, Artie gives him a look and rolls up to turn off the machine if his mom makes any more comments like that.

There are other fishies in the sea

. . .Love Mom

"Gosh sometimes I wonder why we live in this dump, and they call and I remember" said Artie

Mike goes back to dancing and Artie refocus his camera on Mike.

Tell the folks at home what you're doing Mike

Mike counts, does a spin, but almost falls.

I'm dancing one last step…

The Phone interrupts the duo again.

The phone rings

Yes thought Mike and stops dancing.

We screen

Arite moves the camera to the phone.

Speak

A voice the both recognize right away starts to sing from the phone.

"Chestnuts roasting -"

"Blaine" said both of them shocked, they missed there friend.

I'm downstairs

Artie picked up the phone.

Hey

Mike picked up the phone?

Mike was frowning at something.

No, it's me

Artie said with a frown.

Throw down the key

He gave the key to Mike who went outside and thrown down the key to Blaine.

A wild night is now pre-ordained

Mike rolled his eyes at Artie. What a wild night

All the sudden they heard loud voices, and foot steps.

I may be detained

Blaine hangs up the phone.

What does he mean...?

The phone rang, Artie picked it up:

What do you mean "detained"?

They wanted to throw the phone as soon as they heard that voice.

Ho ho ho

Artie and Mike looked at each other frowning.

Puck Shit!

Dudes, I'm on my way

The Last person they wanted to see or really hear from ever again.

Great! Fuck

What does he want this time thought Mike.

I need the rent

Oh Come on really Thought Artie

What rent?

This past year's rent which I let slide

Didn't he just we were golden thought Artie?

Let slide? You said we were 'golden'

Mike had to speak up.

When you bought the building

Roomates thought Artie.

When we were roommates

Did his new father in-law brain wash him thought Mike.

Remember - you lived here!

How could I forget?

You, me, Blaine and Brittany

Artie wanted to go bang his head against the wall as Puck spoke again.

How is the drama queen?

Why must we keep talking about her Thought Artie and rolled his eyes. Maybe he wouldn't ask.

She's performing tonight

Well duh I knew that thought Puck.

I know

Something must of happen to the Perfect couple thought Puck.

Still her production manager?

Artie sighed.

Two days ago I was bumped

Oh Really, tell me more thought Puck

You still dating her?

He's just trying to annoy me thought Artie.

Last month I was dumped

Mike had to add at something.

She's in love

Shut up thought Artie and glared at his friend who gave him a smile, he was having fun with this.

She's got a new man?

Artie knew it would come to this.

Well – no

Might as well say it thought Artie.

What's his name?

Mike and Arties looked at each other and both said the name.

Santana

There was a silent pause as if Puck, was trying not to laugh.

Rent, my amigos, is due

Or I will have to evict you

Be there in a few

Mike goes back to dancing. While Artie, thinks about the Rent, then the power to the lights goes.

The Power Blows.

They know what they had to do and got the candles out.

Artie puts down his camera.

How do you document real life

When real life is getting more

Like fiction each day

Artie throws the newspaper in the air as if he was just sick of it.

Headlines - bread-lines

Blow my mind

And now this deadline

"Eviction - or pay"

Rent!

Artie wheels himself to get some matches and Mike gets the illegal wood burning stove.

How do you make a dance

When the moves are wrong

Though they once felt soaring through the air

Mike puts the stove in the middle of the living room.

When the moves are stiff

Where is the power

You once had to ignite the air

Obviously they are sick of rent, its too high, money is running low and its Christmas eve.

And we're hungry and frozen

Mike and Artie find some candles to at least have some heat.

Some life that we've chosen

They had idea, not to let Puck win.

How we gonna pay

Last year's rent

Artie pulled out the matches.

We light candles

The light some more candles.

Mike looks around for stuff to burn.

How do you start a fire

When there's nothing to burn

And it feels like something's stuck in your flue

Mike got idea. Artie looked around too.

How can you generate heat

When you can't feel your feet

And they're turning blue!

Artie catches up with Mike idea.

You light up a mean blaze

Mike grabs his old posters and throws into the fire.

With posters-

Artie grabs some of his old scripts.

And screenplays

How we gonna pay

Last year's rent

Down on the ground, women with long black hair, in warm clothes, dialed a number at the pay phone.

Don't screen, Brittany

It's me – Santana

Santana doesn't grin at all but contuies.

Your substitute production manager

Hey hey hey! (Did you eat?)

Don't change the subject Brittany

Santana, sighs.

But darling - you haven't eaten all day

You won't throw up

The digital delay -

Didn't blow up (exactly)

Santana got nervous, she better not call Artie!

There may have been one teeny tiny spark

You're not calling Artie

Blaine Anderson, a man with black curly hair,lied in ally, his jacket ripped, his stuff gone and plus he was in pain.

How do you stay on your feet

When on every street

It's 'trick or treat'

(And tonight it's 'trick')

Welcome back he thought and rolled his eyes then grimaced at the pain.

Welcome back to town'

Oh, I should lie down

Everything's brown

And uh - oh

I feel sick

Artie rolled up to look outside on the terrace, he didn't see any sign of Blaine.

Where is he?

Blaine was up against the well looking like he was going to faint.

Getting dizzy

Blaine collapses and lays on the ground.

Mike and Artie looked at each other and went to get more stuff to burn in inside of the apartment.

How we gonna pay

Last year's rent

Puck was in a black Camero in park. He's on the phone with Quinn.

Quinn baby - you sound sad

I don't believe those two after everything I've done

Thinking about the times he helped them out with stuff.

Ever since our wedding I'm dirt - They'll see

I can help them all out in the long run

Puck starts his car.

Forces are gathering

Can't turn away

Forces are gathering

At the Same time that's happening to Puck, Blaine, woke up, and is extreme pain.

Ughhhhh-

Ughhhhh- I can't think

Ughhhhh-

Ughhhhh- I need a drink

Back at the apartment Artie reads off a script

"The music ignites the night with passionate fire"

Santana was talking to Brittany on the phone. She was tried and mad.

Brittany- I'm not a theatre person

Mike takes another poster and throws into a fire.

"The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit"

Santana is still trying to talk to Brittany suggesting that they get help but not Artie.

Could never be a theatre person

Artie says one continues reading the script.

Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground

Santana starts to say something when she's cut off.

Hello?

Brittany must of hung up.

The phone rings in Mark's apartment, at least they have a little bit of power and its his ex.

Hello? Brittany?

-Your equipment won't work?

Should I be a whimp and do as she says or just..never mind.

Okay, all right, I'll go!

Artie and Mike take the illegal wood burning stove which is still burning to the terrace.

How do you leave the past behind

When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart

It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out

Till you're torn apart

Rent!

They dump the paper that's on the fire, and see everyone else do the same, they were sick of it. The Rent, everyone was driving them crazy and the had a right to speak up about it.

How can you connect in an age

Where strangers, landlords, lovers

Your own blood cells betray

Puck's a black Camero pulls in, and Puck looks to see the fire coming down. He's beyond mad.

What binds the fabric together

When the raging, shifting winds of change

Keep ripping away

Puck it's out of his car locks it, and see he's old friends glaring at him.

Draw a line in the sand

And then make a stand

Mike turns to Artie.

Use your camera to spar

Mike turns to Artie. Mike still has his old guitar he use to play but he rather dance.

Use your guitar

When they act tough - you call their bluff

They turn to each other they got idea.

We're not gonna pay

Soon everyone caught on.

W e're not gonna pay

Last year's rent

This year's rent

Next year's rent

Rent rent rent rent rent

We're not gonna pay rent

'Cause everything is rent

They gave Puck a smirk who was trying to get a guy off of his car.

Oh this plan was going to work