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"guys, i've got some bad news. you know how we decided on "sing" by my chemical romance for regionals. well, i hold in my hand a cease and desist letter from the band. we can't do it." mr shue put the letter in the air as everyone sighed.
"ugh, it was the perfect anthem." puckerman groaned.
"how much do you wanna bet coach sylvester had something to do with this?" mercedes asked and i nodded.
"i think we should write original songs for regionals." rachel said and i turned to finn who was sitting next to me, he gave me a small thumbs up as i smiled.
"all those in favor of voting rachel down a second time?" santana asked and just as i was about to say something quinn stood up.
"no, i think rachel's right. this team works best when we push ourselves and do something a little different."
"well, that's true but if all the other teams are doing amazing songs. we're not gonna be so good." mercedes sighed and everyone nodded slightly.
"you're right, we're not gonna be as good. we're gonna be better. we won't be using other peoples' words or music. it'll be our own. our own heart, soul, not just our voices. we have a really talented songwriter in our midst. rachel? i was thinking maybe you and i could write a song together" quinn smiled and i glared at her.
"yeah no, we're going to loose if we have rachel writing songs like my headband and only child, we all deserve a chance to write something who knows maybe a certain someone could be really good" i shrugged referring to myself.
"what do you think mr shue" sam asked.
"i think we're doing original songs for regionals" he clapped and i smiled widely wrapping my arms around finn as he was closest to me.
♪ "all right guys, let's hear it for our first songwriting seminar. while quinn and rachel are hard at work, we are gonna try and write an anthem of our own. now, these are rhyming dictionaries for all of you." he started passing around rhyming dictionaries when santana put her hand up.
"uh mr. schue. tina and i have been uh already working on a song that i wrote." she smiled innocently and i already knew this wasn't going to go well.
"really? that's amazing. can we hear it?" he clapped and i put my head on sam's shoulder, preparing for what was about to come.
"this is a song that i wrote for sam. it's called trouty mouth." i get up and look at him with widened eyes.
"wait, what's it called?" he said with a worried expression and i put my hand on his leg.
"trouty mouth." mike whispered as tina played the opening notes.
"okay. can we stop? stop with the mouth jokes." sam stood up interrupting the song.
