The Quarterback's Bestfriend

Rocky Horror

Mercedes looks at us, we're sitting around the choir room waiting for Mr. Schue to show up, "So what are you gonna be for Halloween this year?"

"I'm going as a peanut allergy," Britt says, earning a cocked eyebrow from me.

Mr. Schue rushes into the room, finding a place beside me, leaning on the piano, "Great news, guys. I've had a little inspiration. This week's musical lesson isn't really a lesson. It's a musical."

Everyone looks really excited for that announcement and Rachel chants to herself, crossing her fingers hopefully, "Please be Evita. Please be Evita."

I look at him curiously and he smiles, wrapping an arm around my arms, making me squirm due to the unwanted contact, "Rocky Horror."

Everyone choruses, "Nice!"

I rack my brain to try and remember the play. That was the play my mom took me to last summer before her deployment, the one with like 3 sex scenes and transvestites.

I pull myself away from him, "Are you kidding? That's not appropriate in the least. I'm sorry but I will not participate in this."

They all look at me but there isn't anything they could say to change my mind and Kaydon tells them that much, gently smiling at me. Rachel sees this moving past it, "Mr. Schue? While I admire your choice of the groundbreaking '70s musical aren't you worried that the adult themes might be a point of controversy?"

"Seriously. A school in Texas couldn't even do Rent. Caused an outrage and they had to cancel the show," Kurt says.

And Rent is a million times more appropriate.

"Isn't that the whole point of the arts- pushing boundaries doing things people say you can't do, for the sake of self-expression? I got it all figured out. I cut out some of the more risque sections and I'm sending home permission slips to all your parents to make sure that they're okay with it. And we are going to charge admission, and use the proceeds to help pay for transportation to nationals in New York. Okay. Let's talk about casting."

Rachel scoffs, grabbing Finn's hand, "Oh. Finn and I will play Brad and Janet."

"Wait, how is that fair?" I ask, sitting on top of the piano but everyone just ignores me because I'm not participating in this assignment.

"And I'll be playing the guy in the wheelchair, right?" Artie asks, making me giggle.

"That's what I was thinking. And I thought Kurt could play the role of Frank-N-Furter."

He instantly leans forward, rapidly shaking his head, "No. There is no way I'm playing a transvestite in high heels and fishnets, and wearing lipstick."

"I'll do it," Mike offers.

As a whole we're surprised by the offer and his girlfriend looks at him, "Really? It's like the male lead."

He smiled, "I know, but I'm feeling a little more confident about my singing voice, after our duets project."

"Great. I have no problem with that. We're a little short on female roles so we're gonna have to double up on Columbias and Magentas."

Rachel looks back at the girls who were forced into this tiny role, "It's standard practice on Broadway. It'll preserve your voices."

"I'd like to preserve you in a jar, In my basement," Cedes says making Rachel squeal into Finn's shoulder. I give Cedes two thumbs in approval.

"Sam. I'd like you to play the role of the creature."

"From the Black Lagoon?" He asks eyes big as saucers, oblivious to the play and the parts it consists of.