Season 1, Episode 13:  Sectionals

Ownership of Glee:  FOX, Ryan Murphy, Ian Brennan, Brad Falchuk

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So here's what you missed on Glee:

Violet is Rachel's sister, but they don't have the best relationship. Rachel feels threatened by Violet's talent.

(Rachel) "That was and will be your first and last performance as a lead vocalist."

Kurt came out as bisexual and has the biggest crush on Violet.

(Kurt) "I'm so into you Violet Berry."

Which is cool because Violet also has a crush on Kurt.

(Finn) "She's totally into you. You have no idea."

Rachel likes Finn, and Finn likes Rachel even though he's dating Quinn.

Quinn got pregnant, and everyone thinks Finn's the father, but it's actually Puck.

(Puck) "Finn's not the father! I am."

Mr. Shue found out that Terri isn't really pregnant, and that she was going to adopt Quinn's baby to pass off as their own.

(Will) "God, I feel like such an idiot."

And because Mr. Shue slept on a mattress, he can't go with New Directions to Sectionals.

(Will) "I'm disqualified from competition, not you guys."

And that's what you missed on Glee!

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Violet's P.O.V.

We were all gathered in the choir room, waiting for Mr. Shue to come in with the faculty member that's gonna take us to Sectionals. It kinda blows that he can't go with us, but we were all more worried about who would be his replacement for the competition.

"I bet we get stuck with Mr. Sinacori as our Sectionals advisor." Artie guesses.

Tina scrunches her nose up. "Oh, the creepy math teacher?"

Kurt nods. "He's always singing when he walks down the halls." I have to admit, he's right. And Mr. Sinacori does not have the best voice either.

Rachel walks over to us at the piano. "Hey, guys. Did any of you think it was weird the way that puck rushed to Quinn's aid during rehearsal yesterday?" She asks.

"No." Mercedes and I say simultaneously.

"I mean, he likes her. I mean, they're friends. We all know that." Artie answers.

Rachel sighs. "Yeah, but it seemed like more than that. I've never told you guys this before, but I'm a little psychic. I can't read minds or anything yet, but I do have a sixth sense. Something is definitely going on there." She says.

I paled. I hadn't told anyone that Puck was Quinn's baby daddy since he told me, but he told Mercedes a few days ago. She, in turn, told me, Kurt, Artie and Tina. I had to act shocked, which is a specialty of mine. I still can't believe it, though. Quinn's having Puck's baby.

Mercedes looks a little alarmed. "Uh, we... We got to go."

Rachel frowns. "We have to practice."

Kurt chuckles. "Oh, and we will, as soon as Mr. Schuester names a faculty advisor to replace him." I swear he's gonna kill me with his laugh.

"There's nothing to be scared of. I mean, it... It's not like Carrie or anything." Rachel says.

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As soon as the bell rings, Kurt and I walk out of the choir room. He's calling Tina, who puts us in on the group call.

"I say we lock Rachel up until after Sectionals. I volunteer my basement." Kurt says.

"I volunteer our basement bathroom." I put in. I basically live at the Hummel house; might as well call it our basement.

Mercedes sighs. "We can't. We need her to sing."

Kurt sighs. "Damn her talent."

Santana and Brittany join the call. "We just heard. Who told?" Santana asks.

"We assumed it was you." Artie says.

Santana probably looks confused as she talks. "Why would I do that?"

"To get back at Puck. Aren't you guys dating?" Kurt asks. I bite back a laugh. Santana and Puck dating? I can't see it.

"Sex is not dating." Santana remarks.

"If it were, Santana and I would be dating." Brittany says. Everyone goes quiet. Honestly, I ship Brittana so hard.

Santana finally breaks the ice. "Look, I don't want to rock the boat. Since Quinn got pregnant, I'm top dog around here." She says. That's true; ever since Sue kicked Quinn off the Cheerios, Santana's been head cheerleader. And guess who her co-captains are? Me and Britt.

"Hold up. Rachel's walking by." Mercedes shushes everyone. "Hey, hot mama!" She says. "She's gone. Look, I know I screwed up telling all you guys about Quinn and Puck, and I feel really terrible about it, but we cannot let Rachel figure this out. If she tells Finn, he's going to flip." Mercedes figures.

"And then, we really have no chance at Sectionals." Kurt implies.

"Well we can only do so much. Rachel is Rachel, and will find out about this one way or another." I say.

God I hope she and Finn don't find out before Sectionals.

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Mr. Shue has us gather in the choir room the next day. He's standing next to Ms. Pillsbury. "Hey, guys? Let's, uh... Let's gather 'round. Well... I have found my replacement. So, give it up for Ms. Pillsbury." He says. We all clap lightly.

"She's the one they made me talk to when they found out I was keeping that bird in my locker." Brittany whispers to me. I shake my head at the memory. Poor Brittany had to have someone else open her locker for a month after that.

Santana eyes our guidance counselor. "So, do you even know anything about music?" She asks.

Mr. Shue decides to cut in before things can get awkward. "Well... What's important is that she cares about you guys every bit as much as I do. Now... I-I don't know what the future holds for me, and for us, but I know, Saturday, you're going to make me proud. You guys are going to be great. So... Good-bye for now." He says and starts walking towards the door.

"Wait. What about our set list?" I ask.

He looks back at us sadly. "I... I can't help you with that. You've got to figure that out for yourselves." He finishes before walking out of the choir room.

Artie decides to speak up. "Well, we have to do "Proud Mary" in wheelchairs. That's in." He says.

"And "Don't Stop Believing," for sure." Finn adds.

"What about the ballad?" Tina asks.

"I would be thrilled to contribute a ballad from my repertoire." Rachel says. I roll my eyes at her.

Mercedes stands up. "Okay, you know what, Miss Bossy Pants? Enough. I've worked just as hard as you, and I'm just as good as you. You know, you always end up stealing the spotlight." She says. I sit up, now interested in the conversation.

Rachel looks doubtful. "Mercedes, do you honestly think you're as strong of a balladeer as I am?" She asks and then turns to Ms. Pillsbury. "Ballads are kind of my thing." She whispers.

Ms. Pillsbury gives Rachel a smile. "Okay, um, Rachel? Why don't you let Mercedes give it a try?" She offers.

"Thanks, Mrs. P." Mercedes thanks. Rachel takes her seat next to Finn.

Mercedes looks at the band. "Do I even need to tell you what song? Horns, strings, keep up." She instructs.

She starts singing "And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going" from Dreamgirls.

[And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going by Mercedes]

With the exception of Rachel, we're all standing up, cheering loudly for Mercedes's incredible performance.

"Thoughts?" Mercedes asks Rachel, who is now in front of her.

"It's clear the room adores you. And, although it wouldn't be my first choice, well, I can't wait to see you sing that song at sectionals. You're amazing, Mercedes, and you deserve it. I'm going to hug you now." Rachel says and hugs Mercedes.

Mercedes smiles. "Okay. Come on."

Things were looking up for the first time this week.

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I take it back. Things are bad. So very very bad.

We were in the choir room when Finn storms in and starts punching Puck. We all backed a way a few feet so that no one gets hurt. Even Ms. Pillsbury was at a loss for words. I let Kurt's arms embrace me, holding me tight as we watch this brawl go down.

Mr. Shue comes in to see the fighting. "Hey, come on, come on. Get off him! Knock it off! Get off! Get off! Hey." He says, trying to get Finn off of Puck. He does so successfully while Mike is holding Puck back.

"Tell the truth!" Finn screams.

Puck looks at Mr. Shue. "Punk just walked in and sucker punched me."

"Don't play dumb — you're too freaking dumb to play dumb!" Finn shouts.

"Come on!" Mr. Shue says, struggling as he holds Finn back.

"Who told you this, Finn?" Quinn asks.

Kurt rolls his eyes. "Obviously, it was Rachel." He says.

"What? I didn't do anything." Rachel lies.

Finn calms down a bit. "Yeah, it was Rachel, but I want to hear it from you. I want to hear it from both of you."

"Finn, just calm down." Mr. Shue tries.

Finn looks at Quinn, heartbroken. "Is it true? Just tell me — is it true?" He asks.

Quinn breaks down. "Yes. Puck is the father." She admits.

Silence from those of us who knew and those who didn't.

Finn's heartbroken look changes to one of anger. "So, all... All that stuff in the hot tub... You just made that up?"

Puck puts in his two cents. "You were stupid enough to buy it."

Finn lunges for him again. "Hey, hey, hey, hey." Mr. Shue says.

Quinn is now sobbing. "I am so sorry."

"Screw this. I'm done with you. I'm done with... I'm done with all of you!" Finn shouts as he leaves the choir room.

I wiggle out of Kurt's arms and get up in Rachel's face. "Is this what you wanted Rachel?" I ask.

"V-Violet — " She starts to say but I cut her off.

"No you don't get to say anything. You've said enough today. Did you even think about the consequences of your actions? Huh? Did you not think Finn was going to get pissed and try to murder Puckerman for sleeping with his girlfriend? Did you really think telling Finn the truth was a good idea? What's even worse is that you told Finn something that was none of your business. This is why nobody tells you anything because you never keep anything to yourself. God, I love you, Rachel but you're nothing but a selfish bitch who thinks only about yourself and how you can benefit from any situation. Congratulations on getting what you wanted." I spat. That felt good.

Rachel says nothing, cowering a bit under my intense look. No one else has said anything either.

I look at Ms. Pillsbury. "If you'll excuse me, Ms. Pillsbury, I have a friend that needs me right now." I say. She nods and I walk off to find Finn.

This is one of those times that I really hate being Rachel's sister.

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It took me a few minutes, but I found Finn sitting on the bleachers. His cheeks were flushed, which most likely meant he was crying. I walk to him, hearing soft sobs and sniffles coming from his shaking figure.

"Finn?" I ask. He looks up at me with red and puffy brown eyes, which are still swimming with tears. I sit next to him and hug him, letting him cry into my shoulder.

"God I can't believe I thought the baby was mine. I'm so stupid." Finn says, making me pull away from our hug.

"Finn you're not stupid, okay? You're not stupid. Was it bad that Quinn lied to you? Yes. Was it bad she slept with Puck? Absolutely. Should she have told you the truth in the first place? Of course. But she lied to you because she wanted you to be her baby's father." I said.

Finn looks confused. "Why couldn't she just tell me? I would've taken it a lot better had she just been honest." He says.

I grab his hand. "She was scared Finn. Quinn is 16 years old, pregnant, and scared. I don't know why she didn't tell you the truth; I honestly don't know. But I'm sorry you had to find out the truth from Rachel of all people." I said.

Finn sighs and squeezes my hand. "I'm not even that mad about them sleeping together anymore. I'm slowly getting over it. But the fact that they both lied to my face — it's something that'll take a long time to forgive." He says.

I don't say anything more and continue to hug him. Sectionals is not even on my mind right now.

Finn needs a friend right now.

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It's Saturday. It's time for Sectionals. Everyone was dressed in their costumes on the bus, except for Artie, who's getting a ride from his dad. I frown when I don't see Finn on the bus. I guess he's not coming. I cringe seeing Jacob Ben Israel get on the bus. He's not joining is he?

I look at my phone, and see that it's 10:00. We have to be there by 11. I look at Kurt, who's sitting next to me.

"I gotta go to the bathroom. Save me my seat?" I ask.

He smirks which makes my heart flutter. "Of course." He says.

I hop out of the bus and I tap on Ms. Pillsbury's shoulder. She looks at me and I lean in so I can whisper to her. "I'm going to try and get Finn back. Just tell them I have a bit of an upset stomach when you guys leave." I say. She smiles a bit and nods as I walk towards the school building.

Now all I have to do is find Finn and convince him to come to Sectionals.

Easy, right?

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It takes a bit longer for me to get into the school building, because I had to walk to the other end of the school to walk into the usually unlocked teacher's lounge. I roamed the halls of the school, even passing by the choir room. I pop my head in.

"Hey Mr. Shue." I say. He turns and looks at me with surprise.

"Violet? They left without you!" He says. I nod.

"I kinda meant for that to happen." I reveal.

Mr. Shue furrows his brows in confusion. "What do you mean?" He asks.

I give him a small smile. "Finn. He needs to be there at Sectionals. I think right now I'm the only person who can get through to him." I explain.

He nods in understanding. "Well what are you waiting for? Go get him." He encourages. I smile and grab Finn's costume before I walk down the hallway. Where would Finn go to on a Saturday at McKinley?

Answer:  the men's locker room.

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I knocked on the door to the locker room, being polite so I don't accidentally walk in on Finn changing. He opens the door and looks at me with a confused look.

"Violet? Shouldn't you be at Sectionals?" He asks.

"I should be... but I'm not because you're not going." I answer. He eyes the costume as he steps out in his gym clothes.

"I don't think I can go. I'll cry like a baby seeing her, and I just wanna punch his face in every time I see him." Finn says.

I look up at him. "Finn no one expects you to immediately jump back in and act like nothing's wrong. You've worked so hard for this with us. You shouldn't let what happened get in the way of what you love. The team needs you Finn... Mr. Shue needs you... I need you." I tell him.

He thinks for a couple of minutes before he outstretches his hand. "Gimme a few minutes to change." He says. I smile and nod.

That went a lot better than I expected.

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It took us a bit longer to get to Sectionals than planned. Mercedes had texted me, telling me that Brittany accidentally gave our set list to Sue, who leaked it to Jane Addams and Haverbrook. Finn and I had to make 13 copies of sheet music we found by using the copy machine reserved for the Cheerios.

We finally arrived at 12, heading backstage to see everyone was freaking out about not having a set list.

"Violet and I have one. I found the sheet music online. We used the Cheerios' copier to make copies and then I trashed the thing. Mike, Matt, Violet, Brittany, Santana, you're our best dancers. figure something out and we'll all follow your lead." Finn instructs.

"It's going to be choppy." Mike says.

Finn nods. "Good. We're best when we're loose. Look, all we have going for us is that we believe in ourselves and what we're singing about. If we can show the judges that... We might have a shot at this thing." He says.

Rachel smiles. "It's good to have you back, Finn." She says.

Finn looks to Jacob. "You cool if I take my spot back?" He asks.

Jacob nods. "Quite. I was just here because I was hoping to get into Rachel's pants." He says and then leaves.

Puck walks up to Finn. "We cool, dude?"

Finn looks at him. "No."

Quinn looks a bit worried. "Finn..."

"You okay?" Rachel asks.

Finn smiles at Rachel. "Don't worry about me. Okay, this is all up to you now. You wanted the solo, you wanted the chance to be the star. This is your chance. Don't screw it up."

A half hour later, Rachel pulls me into a corner to talk. I was hoping she'd congratulate me for getting Finn to come back. However, I was very wrong.

She pulls out her phone and shows me a picture of signed documents. "I don't understand. What are these?" I ask.

Rachel looks at me blankly. "Disownment papers. They've been in the works for a while now, but my dads finally signed them yesterday. You have to collect all of your belongings including medication and leave the house by Friday." She states.

I laugh coldly and shove the phone back into her hands. "That's okay, because I no longer consider myself to be your sister, Rachel. For the last 10 years you have made my life a living hell. I should've expected this from you. God you're so selfish that you convinced both of your dads to throw me out. It's pathetic. I've always been the one you threw under the bus, the one you blamed for everything you did wrong... and let's not forget the fact you act like I don't even exist. You're the worst sister ever, Rachel. Screw you, little bitch. I don't want to be a part of your family anyways. I guess I never was." I spat. She didn't say a thing as she walked off.

I took a few minutes to be by myself and collect my thoughts by sitting in the corner. I felt someone sit next to me. Kurt.

"Are you okay? The conversation you had with Rachel looked pretty heated." He said.

I sighed and looked at him. "I'll tell you later." I say. He nods and gives me a hug. I hug back.

In times like these, I'm grateful to have Kurt Hummel as my best friend.

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"And now our final team McKinley High's New Directions!" The emcee announces. We're in our places on the other side of the building while Rachel starts off with Barbra Streisand's "Don't Rain On My Parade."

[Don't Rain On My Parade by Rachel]

Towards the end of the song, we all walk out in our two rows... except for Artie, who was backstage. When Rachel finishes, she smiles at the cheering audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, New Directions!" She says.

We then switch to "You Can't Always Get What You Want," which was the song Finn and I found on the Internet.

[You Can't Always Get What You Want by New Directions]

For those 3 minutes or so performing, I felt happy inside. The audience's cheers were lifting my bad mood.

I really think we have a chance at winning this.

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We all came back to school that afternoon to tell Mr. Shue how it went. We were all trying to hide our smiles and excitement.

"Well, we have a few things we'd like to show you, Mr. Shue. The first..." Finn trails off. We step back to reveal Artie holding the first place trophy. We'd won Sectionals.

We're all celebrating our victory, even Mr. Shue.

"I am so proud of you guys. You won fair and square. The result was unanimous, and the judges didn't even know about all the shenanigans that were going on behind the scenes. So... Congratulations. You earned this. Give it up! Come on! All right! But, now we have Regionals to worry about. And you can bet that Vocal Adrenaline is hard at work, so we should be, too. So, let's get started." He says.

I laughed a bit. He's already thinking about Regionals. I smiled as I held Kurt's hand in my own. He squeezed it, and I tried not to kiss him then and there.

Puck smiles. "Uh, wait, Mr. Shue. There's one more thing." He says.

Rachel nods. "Since you weren't able to be there to see us perform, we put together a special number just for you. Take a seat!" She instructs.

Mr. Shue takes a seat and we perform "My Life Would Suck Without You" by Kelly Clarkson for him.

[My Life Would Suck Without You by New Directions]

During our song, Kurt, Brittany, Tina and I performed a section of the 'Single Ladies' dance we had been filming the week Kurt came out to Burt.

For 3 minutes, I felt all my worries go away.

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Kurt and I had stepped into the Hummel house later that evening. I knew he wanted to talk about the conversation between Rachel and I, but I wasn't ready to have that conversation yet.

Dinner was a bit tense. I kept picking at my food before eating it, and I knew Burt and Kurt were watching me as I did so. I cleared my throat politely and wiped at my mouth with a napkin. "May I please be excused? I need to run to the restroom." I told Burt. He nodded and I walked to the nearest bathroom.

I closed the door and slid down the wall, trying to cry quietly so I didn't interrupt their meals. I must have been a bit loud because I heard knocking on the door.

"Violet? Are you okay in there?" Kurt asks. I wipe at my eyes. "I'm fine." I say with a cracked voice.

Kurt turns the doorknob and peeks his head in, his eyes widening when he sees my tears. He immediately walks in and pulls me into his arms. "Hey now. What's wrong?" He asks.

I'm about to answer when Burt pops in at the doorway. "Hey. You okay kiddo?" He asks. I shake my head, unable to trust my words right now.

I'm led to the couch by Kurt, who sits next to me while holding my hand. I know I'm still crying because he's trying to wipe my tears away. "Violet what's going on?" He asks.

I calm down a bit to see his glasz eyes filled with concern. I sniffle a bit.

"It's Rachel. Um... that heated conversation was about something." I said. He nods at me so I can continue. I sigh. "Rachel showed me a picture of signed documents. When I asked what they were... she said they were disownment papers. She finally convinced LeRoy and Hiram to kick me out. I have to have all my stuff moved out by Friday." I answer.

Kurt's hands fly to his mouth, covering it. Burt looks like he could be sick, but he shakes it off and looks over at me with sadness in his eyes. "Violet... I am so sorry that this happened to you. That isn't right. No one should disown their child. You're more than welcome to stay here. I mean... you pretty much live here anyways." He offers.

I look unsure. "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother..." I say. Kurt rubs my shoulders and I look over at him.

"Violet... you are never a bother when you're here. You know I don't mind you being here, and neither does Dad. Please move in. I think you'd like living here with us." Kurt says.

I think about it for a minute. I look at both Burt and Kurt and simply say "Okay. I'll move in." Kurt and Burt hug me, and I hug back, a smile on my face.

For once, I feel genuinely loved and cared for.

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Sunday morning, we head to Rachel's house so I can get my things. I'm not surprised that they're not home — they usually aren't home on Sundays.

Kurt and I walk up to my old room and start packing things into boxes and crates. It takes about four trips, but we have successfully gotten all of my belongings into the backs of Burt's SUV and Kurt's 'baby.'

I hop into the front of Kurt's car as he follows Burt back to their — no — our house. The first few minutes are quiet.

"Are you going to be okay?" Kurt asks.

I sigh. "I don't think I'll ever be fully okay with this." I tell him.

"What about everyone in Glee Club? Shouldn't you tell them?" He questions.

"Not right now, especially with all the Puck/Quinn/Finn baby drama and the Finn/Quinn/Rachel love triangle. I don't think it'll go over too well if everyone finds out their 'star' was the person who orchestrated her sister's disownment. I'll tell everyone when I'm ready." I say.

Kurt nods and when we pull into the driveway, he takes my hand. "No matter what happens, I'll always have your back."

I smile at him. "Thank you Kurt."

After 4 hours of bringing in boxes and unloading stuff, I have officially moved into the Hummel house.

Let's see what the new year brings.

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Songs Mentioned/Performed
1. And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going - Mercedes
2. Don't Rain On My Parade - Rachel
3. You Can't Always Get What You Want - New Directions
4. My Life Would Suck Without You - New Directions

Woohoo! We made it to Sectionals!! This was honestly a fun chapter to write, despite all the drama. Next up tonight is Hell-O and maybe The Power of Madonna.