Stop and Stare ~OPEN~

I looked around self conciously as I stood on my good leg, half leaning on one crutch. With the other arm, I sorted my bag into my locker and the things I needed for glee--which wasn't much, really. Just my cell, basically--and I noticed people staring at me. "Never seen anybody with a broken leg before?" I muttered, facing my locker again. I sighed, I still had a few minutes before glee so I sorted the things in my locker into piles. "Talking to yourself, first sign of madness." An--unfortunately--familiar voice said. I didn't turn to look at him. "Hey, he spoke to you! It is rude and disrespectful to ignore people." His right-hand man added. I sighed quietly and closed my locker door loudly. I turned and started to walk past them but Karofsky and Azimio shifted so that they were in my way. I cursed under my breath before looking up at the two athletes. "Yes, boys? What can I help you with today?" I said sarcastically. "Rumor has it you tried to kill yourself." Karofsky answered, smirking. "And we was wonderin' what a pretty girl like you was doing that for." Azimio added with a tone that made me feel physically sick.

I hopped into glee club as quickly as was possible on the crutches. "Sorry, crutches kinda make it impossible to do anything quickly." I smiled before going to take a seat in the front row next to Artie. "Actually, Becca, you wanted to sing a song, am I right?" Mr Schue checked, his usual bright smile on his face. Oh yeah, I'd totally forgotten about that. "Yeah." I replied with a forced smile. But I was almost sure my acting skills were good enough to pass for a real smile. I got up again and crutcheted(OOC: ) over to the stool Mr Schue placed in the middle of the empty space. He handed me one of the acoustic guitars and I thanked him. "So, thanks to--a few--awesome teachers, I've learned to play the guitar... at a mediocre level since I've been at McKinley." I smiled at Artie then at Noah. "And, recently, some bad stuff has happened, as you all know 'cause you were with me through most of it. But there was one person who never... really left me through all of it and this song it for them." I locked eyes with Noah for a few seconds.

Pippa::
I smiled at Becca, I thought she was really brave. The same as I thought Quinn was too. If I was on crutches I would've skipped school completely, but that's just me.

Alex walked over to Becca, "Hey."

I smiled at Alex before setting the guitar horizontally and using my right leg as a support. I started playing the guitar nervously, at the start because I hadn't had a lot of time to practice and I still wasn't exremely good at it.
"I was riding shotgun
with my hair undone
in the front seat of his car.
He's got a one hand feel
on the steering wheel,
the other on my he-eart.

I look around
Turn the radio down, he says,
"Baby, is something wrong?"
I say "Nothin', I was just thinkin'
how we don't have a song."
And he says,

Our song is the slammin' screen doors,
sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
when we're on the phone and you talk re-eal slow
'cause it's late and your mama don't know
our song is the way you laugh
the first date, man I didn't kiss her and I should have.
And when I got home before I said 'amen', askin' God if he could
play it again."

I adapted the song a little for the circumstances.

I was hoppin' up the front porch steps after
everything that day.
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on and got lost and thrown a-wa-ay.
Got to the hallway,
well on my way to my lovin' bed.
I almost didn't notice all the roses
and the note that sa-aid

'Our song is the slammin' screen doors,
sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
when we're on the phone and you talk real slow 'cause it's late and your mama don't know
our song is the way you laugh,
the first date, man, I didn't kiss her and I should have.
and when I got home, before I said 'amen',
askin' God if he could play it again.

La-da-dada

I've heard every album,
listened to the radio,
waitin' for something to come along
that was as good as our song.

'Cause our song is the slammin' screen doors,
sneakin' out late, tapping on. his. win-dow
when we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'cause it's late and his mama don't know
our song is the way he laughs
the first date, man, I didn't kiss him and I should have
and when I got home before I said 'amen',
askin' God if he could play it aga-a-a-aiin

Play it agaaaaiiiiin
ohh yeahhh.

I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
in the front seat of his car.
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin and I wrote down
our song."

Aria had been on her way down the corridor, to meet up with Alice when she heard the Glee Club. She'd always thought it was really mean, how they were treated. She smiled to herself, & instead of going straight to meet Alice. She decided to stop just outside of the doorway & listen in. She'd thought about joining a while ago, but she was already not that popular. How much more battering could her rep take before even Alice stopped hanging around with her? She listened anyway, it was nice taking her mind off the real world & just focusing on music. She watched as the girl, who she thought was called Rebecca sung. Though, she tried to keep her distance from the door. Hoping not to be noticed.