The Quarterback's Bestfriend

It's Brittany B*tch!

The first Mr. Schue whiteboard lesson of the year: CHRISTOPHER CROSS.

Who the Hell is Christopher Cross? I suppose we were about to find out...

He turns once he's done writing with a stack of sheet music in hand, "All right. Who can tell me who Christopher Cross is?"

Anyone's guess was as good as mine, so I sat back and waited for someone, anyone else to say something so I didn't sound stupid. Thankfully Brittany did it for me, "He discovered America."

I laugh along with everyone as Mr. Schue looks at her with such concern, probably on how she made it to Junior year. I hug her, chuckling in her ear, "So close Britt."

"She actually was closer than she thought. He did write an iconic chart topper 'Sailing'," Mr. Schue admits.

Kurt and I share the look. The Glee Club patented "where the Hell is he going with this" look. Mercedes sees our shared look, leaning in to our shoulders whispering, "I have a bad feeling about this lesson."

Quinn delicate features became confused, squinting at the name scrawled across the board,  "Never heard of him."

"Don't want to hear about him," Puck bluntly announced, receiving a high-five from me.

"Now, some people think of the term 'easy listening' as a bad thing but I'm gonna let the music speak for itself. You guys love Gaga and the Stones and y'all are really good about putting it out there but really good music can also be controlled, restrained. It doesn't have to attack an audience. It can let them come to you."

Finn looks at the lyrics to the song we've been given, raising his hand after reading the front page, "How can you get caught between the moon and New York City? They're like a hundred miles apart."

I roll my eyes at the closest thing I'll ever have to a brother as Kurt brings the attention onto himself, "Mr. Schue, if I may, I think I speak for all of us when I say that it's not that we don't love the idea of spending a week on this silky-smooth adult contemporary. It's just that, as teens, this isn't the easiest music for us to relate to. However, there is a burgeoning Facebook campaign that has swelled to over five members. The ardent demand? That this week, at the fall homecoming assembly the McKinley High School Glee Club perform a number by-... Wait for it-...  Ms. Britney Spears."

Artie leans back slightly in his chair, throwing his hands up in the air, "Yo, Spears is fierce, yo." While the rest of us gasp, whoop, hiss 'yes' in excitement for the idea of us doing a Britney song.

However, Mr. Schue was clearly against the idea, shaking his head disapprovingly from the moment Kurt uttered our generations icon's name, "Sorry. Kurt. Sorry. No. No. No. I don't think she's a very good role model."

Even Rachel is on our Britney Bandwagon, upturning her nose at Mr. Schue's refusal, "But, Mr. Schue, we kind of grew up with her."

"She's literally why I wanted to become a performer," Tina admits to us, earning mumbles of allegiance from a few women in the room.

I personally have never loved Britney's voice, the tone resembling a whininess in my opinion, but I've always loved her boldness, theatricality, and songs. She's an amazing performer and yes, she's gone through some stuff but haven't we all.

"I don't want to do Britney," Britt whispers, gaining all of our attention, caught off guard by her rejection to Ms. Spears.

Cedes tilts her head to the side, trying to meet the Cheerio's eye from around Santana, "Why no Britney, Brittany?"

"Because my name is also Britney Spears."

"What?" We all gasp, shell shocked by this random bomb she's dropped.