"hey, jess. how's sunshine doing? you know, in vocal adrenaline?" i called out from my living room.

he was in the kitchen looking for food.

"she's talented. she doesn't kill herself like the rest of us to be there, but her voice speaks for itself." he shrugged walking in,"why?"

"cause i wanted to see if she was really as good as she was when she sang for us." i grumbled, realizing she was that good.

"yeah. sucks you loss her. not for me, but you know." he flashed me a grin.

"yeah, yeah, go back to the kitchen where you belong." i rolled my eyes.

he laughed at my reversed misogynistic joke and jumped next to me on the couch.

"so how is your team doing?" he wrapped an arm around me as i mindlessly watched the office.

"oh my god, it's- wait," i narrowed my eyes at him,"oh no no no no no no no. you thought you really had me there." i smiled triumphantly that i had found him out.

"wait, what?" an innocent smile played on his lips.

"nice try, jesse st. spy. i'm not telling you anything." i smiled and shook my head at him.

"i just told you about sunshine!" he whined.

"you told me what i already knew." i bickered and turned my attention back to the tv.

"okay. new rule: we can't talk about our show choir teams." he suggested.

"aw, jess," i pushed my bottom hip out and grabbed his face with my hand,"i wasn't gonna tell you anything anyways. rule or not."

so naive, i thought with a grin.

he rolled his eyes and pecked my lips.

"fine. be like that." he said causing me to laugh.

•

"how can you get caught between new york and the moon? they're like a hundred miles apart." finn said.

"a hundred miles- oh my god." i put my head in my hands.

sometimes i really worry about finn.

"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."

"ooh, yes. whatever song, give me the lead." i looked at mr. schue with expecting eyes.

he looked at me like i was crazy, which he tends to do so often, and shook his head, moving on.

he declined the suggestion, and brittany also said no because her name is also britney spears. only it's brittany s. pierce which...who knew?

so that's that.

•

"alright, here's the deal. you chew this capsule if there's any plaque you missed the dye will stick to it and turn your teeth blue." some dentist guy said and handed us little pill thingys.

"i'm sorry, why is there a dentist running our glee rehearsal today?" i questioned,"i mean, not to be disrespectful, you're really fit for an old guy."

"yeah, i get that all the time. not the old part...but thank you." the guy said i popped the capsule in my mouth.

as we all chewed them kurt went on about britney once again being shut down.

i smiled brightly at finn, who smiled back at me, both our teeth looking good.

however, rachel, artie, and brittany didn't have the same fate.

"how is this possible? i floss between classes!" rachel exclaimed.

"show off." i rolled my eyes.

everyone gave me a weird look before returning their attention to the dentist.

•

i walked up to rachel, who was sporting a...new look. she was wearing a britney spears baby one more time esque look.

"hey, rach. what brings this new...distinguished look?" i asked.

"i had a britney spears fantasy. i'm sexy and i'm gonna show it off. i'm done hiding behind sweaters and blazers." she grinned.

"if you got it flaunt it. you look great." i smiled and walked off.

"thanks. plus i think this might...get finn's attention." she smirked.

"haven't you tried that before?" i pondered and began walking with her to math.

"yes. but this time it's gonna work."

"well, alright then."

•

"i'm back, baby!" finn picked me up and spun me around.

"why are you so excited?" i smiled once he set me done.

"coach put me and artie on the team!" he beamed.

"oh, that's great! congrats."

"thanks. so...what do you say? breadstix? we can celebrate my win." he suggested with a cocky grin.

"aw, i'm sorry. i would but i promised jesse i would hang out with him." i put my hand on his arm apologetically.

"oh. it's fine. rain check?" he asked.

"rain check."

•

i stood at the curtains in a white dress with black fishnet leggings and black doc martens.

mr. schue told us we just had to wear blank and white anything, so that's was i did.

"hey, you look hot." finn grinned at me.

i rolled my eyes.

"you too, buddy." i shot a smile, pulling onto his white suspenders and snapping them against his chest.

"ouch." he complained.

when we began singing, i'll admit that our moves were a little vulgar, but none of us really cared.

finn didn't seem to mind since i was paired up with him for some of the more...inappropriate dancing.

one of the moves involved mr. schue spinning me, then i flew through all guys as they spun me as well eventually getting to finn where he would dip me for the ending pose.

it made me incredibly dizzy, but...what can you do?

just as we finished the fire alarm went off.

as if kids weren't already going crazy enough.

"why do all our pep really performances have to cause a sex riot?" i looked up at him who had not yet changed our position.

"we're just that hot." he laughed.