CUT TO: INT. GYMNASIUM – DAY
[The entire student body is sitting in the stands. Figgins is standing at a microphone in front of the stage. Will is sitting in a chair to his side.]
Figgins says, "Silence, children. Silence. First, an announcement. The toilets are broken again. We are fixing the problem. But let me warn you. There will be zero tolerance for anyone soiling school grounds. We're not going to have a repeat of the last time. We have a treat for you guys today. Mr. Schuester."
Emma claps excitedly. "Yay, Glee! Glee kids, hooray!"
Will steps up to the microphone. "Uh, hi. Uh, when I went to school here, Glee Club ruled this place. And we're on our way back. But we need some recruits to join the party. Now, I can tell you all about how great Glee is, but, uh, I think I'm gonna let some friends of mine show you instead."
[Will sits down in the stands. The Glee Club begins their performance of "Push It" by Salt 'n' Pepa. Their choreography is lewd and suggestive.]

[Will, Sue, and Quinn are horrified, but Figgins and Emma appear to be enjoying themselves. Sue, Santana, Brittany, and Quinn notice that Elena is uncomfortable with the song and the dancing. Santana, Quinn, and Brittany exchange concerned glances as they also realize Elena looks pale—and they remember they still need to talk to her about what happened at the Celibacy Club.]
[The performance comes to an end. After a moment of stunned silence, Jacob springs up out of his seat.]
Jacob shouts, "Yes!"
[The students erupt into cheers, with the exception of the Cheerios.]
CUT TO: INT. FIGGINS' OFFICE – DAY
[Will and Sue are sitting before Figgins' desk. No one speaks.]
Sue breaks the silence. "That was the most offensive thing I've seen in 20 years of teaching, and that includes an elementary school production of Hair."
Figgins sighs. "We've received angry e-mails from a number of concerned parents, many of whom thought that their children were going to hear a Special Olympian speak about overcoming adversity."
Will rubs his temple. "I—I really don't know what to say."
Sue folds her arms. "Well, let me help you out then. My first thought was that your students should be put into foster care. But you're the one that should be punished. I demand your resignation from this school as well as the disbanding of Glee Club."
Figgins interrupts. "Now, hold on, Sue. The issue is content. Those kids are talented. And I have not seen the student body this excited since Tiffany performed at the North Hills Mall. I took the liberty of calling my pastor to provide a list of family-friendly songs that reflect our community's values. Your kids can only perform these preapproved musical selections."
[Figgins hands Will the list.]

Will flips through the paper. "But, all of these songs have either 'Jesus' or 'balloons' in the title."
Figgins smiles. "But there are also songs about the circus. This egg is sunny-side up, Will. You need new outfits. I got several flashes of panty from your group today, and I'm not talking about the girls. So, Sue, I'm cutting your dry-cleaning budget to pay for new costumes for the Glee Club."
Sue glares. "This will not stand."
Figgins shrugs. "Oh, Sue. The dry-cleaners here are just as good as the ones in Europe."
CUT TO: INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY – DAY
[Elena is walking to her locker, still looking pale. Santana, Brittany, and Quinn catch up to her, forming a protective half-circle around her.]
Santana says quietly, "Okay, chica, what the hell is going on with you? You looked like you were gonna pass out during that performance."
Brittany adds softly, "You're never that quiet. And you didn't even roll your eyes when Jacob yelled."
Quinn places a gentle hand on Elena's shoulder. "And don't think we forgot what happened in Celibacy Club either. That little balloon stunt? Plus you've been acting off. You okay?"
Elena tries to shrug it off with a tired smile. "I'm fine. Just... peachy."
[Quinn and Brittany exchange a look and grab Elena by each arm before she can slip away.]
Quinn says firmly, "Alright, enough dodging. We're talking about this. Now."
[They drag a surprised Elena gently but insistently down the hallway. Moments later, they shove open the door to an empty classroom and guide her inside.]

Quinn steadies her, raising a brow. "You sure you're peachy, Elena?"
Elena nods slowly, still dazed, but her eyes flicker with something defensive. "I said I'm peachy, okay?"
[Santana eyes her skeptically, then points to a chair.]
Santana says, "Sit."
[Brittany pushes the chair forward as Elena flops into it. The Unholy Trinity surrounds her, concern etched on their faces. They glance at one another, silently agreeing this isn't the time to push, but definitely something's off.]
[Brittany pulls a bench nearby and Santana gently but firmly pushes Elena onto it. The Unholy Trinity exchanges knowing glances.]
Quinn murmurs, "We're not done here and we aren't leaving till we get answers."
Elena just groans and leans back against the chair as the girls take seats around her. She glances up at them, exasperated. "Fine," she mutters. "What is it that you want to talk about?"
Quinn crosses her arms and leans forward slightly. "Everything, Elena. Starting with why you're acting like you're seconds away from passing out half the time."
Santana nods beside her, eyes narrowing. "And why you've been dodging us like we're on a hit list. Spill."
Elena sighs, rubbing her temples. "It's just stress and stuff—nothing big," she says, her voice more defensive now, like she's daring them to call her out.
Santana doesn't buy it and crosses her arms. "Yeah, well your 'nothing big' is making us all worry. You're not good at hiding things, Elena."
Elena pushes herself up from the bench, brushing their hands away lightly. "Yeah, well, I'm great at hiding things," she snaps, trying to sound flippant. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got better things to do than get interrogated by the three of you."
She storms out of the classroom, leaving the trio watching her go in stunned silence.
After a beat, Quinn turns to Brittany and Santana with a determined expression. "We're gonna have to keep an eye on her," she says. Santana nods slowly, her eyes still on the door Elena just walked through. "She's hiding something. And we're gonna find out what." Brittany hugs herself, looking worried. "We just have to make sure she's okay." The three share a silent agreement—whatever's going on with Elena, they're not letting her face it alone.
CUT TO: INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY – DAY
[Rachel is standing just outside of Figgins' office, her head resting dejectedly against the wall. She turns as Sue, making an "I'm watching you" gesture, passes by. Will enters.]
Rachel says quietly, "Mr. Schuester, I'm so sorry."
Will looks disappointed. "Do you understand what you did today? You lied to me. And you ruined our chances. No parent in their right mind is gonna let their kid join Glee now. Oh, and, uh, here's a list of the songs that we're allowed to sing."
Rachel takes the list and frowns. "What's a 'Luftballon'?"
Will shakes his head. "Look, I know how much you care about Glee Club and I understand why you did what you did, but I don't like the way you did it."
[Will exits, leaving behind a saddened Rachel. Elena walks past and pauses. She glances at Rachel, who looks close to tears.]
Elena raises an eyebrow. "That bad, huh?"
Rachel lets out a humorless laugh. "You could say that."
Elena shrugs slightly. "Well, for what it's worth, it wasn't the worst performance I've seen... just maybe the most traumatizing."
Rachel gives a small smile. "Thanks, I think."
[Elena gives her a nod and walks off, hands in her jacket pockets.]
CUT TO: INT. STAFF ROOM – DAY
[Emma is eating her lunch at a table by herself, being careful to clean her grapes before popping them into her mouth. Ken drops a pair of tickets on the table in front of her.]
Ken says casually, "They're for Tulip-A-Looza. It's a tulip festival down at the Columbus Convention Center. It's supposed to smell pretty nice."
Emma blinks. "That's really sweet of you, Ken, but I have...a-asthma."

Ken doesn't skip a beat. "What are you doing? Chasing a married guy. I saw you playing house with him after hours, Emma. Look. I don't know a lot about relationships. Most of mine are short and flame out once the sex goes, but I do know you never want to be the rebounder. I'm a good man, Emma. I'll treat you right. I'll put up with all your crazy. They can't fire me 'cause I'm a minority, so I'll always be able to provide for you. You could do a lot worse and in this town, you're not gonna do much better. Okay, I'm done talking now."
[Ken exits, leaving Emma blinking rapidly, the untouched tickets still lying on the table. Elena passes by the open door, peeking in briefly before continuing on, muttering to herself.]
Elena whispers, "This school is so weird."
CUT TO: INT. AUDITORIUM – DAY
[Finn and Rachel are on stage. Rachel sits at the piano, tapping a high note.]
Rachel says, "Try it."
Finn mimics, "La."
Rachel grins. "Good."
Finn nods. "That was good."
Rachel encourages him. "Okay, one more up."
Finn tries again. "La."
Rachel says, "That was really good."
Finn looks uncertain. "Is that okay?"
Rachel smiles. "Yeah, it's like the holy grail for a baritenor, so it's a good note. All right, I'll start at the bottom, and then we'll go up higher."
Finn hesitates. "Can we take a break? Singing kind of makes me a little hungry."
Rachel replies quickly, "Yeah, yeah, sure. Lucky I prepared for that."
[Rachel gestures toward an elaborate picnic area set up on the floor of the stage.]
Finn stares. "Wow. I was wondering what that was all about."
Rachel asks, "Want to sit?"
Finn smiles. "Yeah, yeah. Absolutely."
Rachel says, "I was wondering why you asked me to help you with your singing. You kicked butt at the assembly."
Finn shrugs. "Well, this is my only chance to be, you know, good like you."
Rachel asks, "You think I'm good?"
Finn answers honestly. "Well, when I first joined, I thought you were kind of insane. You talk a lot more than you should, and to be honest with you, I looked under the bed and made sure that you weren't hanging out under there. But then I heard you sing. I don't know how to say this, but you touched something in me. Right here."
[Finn places his left hand over his chest. Rachel moves his hand to the opposite side.]
Rachel says softly, "Your heart's on the other side of your chest."
Finn murmurs, "Oh. It's beating really hard. You're cool, Rachel."
Rachel offers, "Do you want a drink?"
Finn replies, "Yeah."
[Rachel reaches for a thermos and prepares their drinks.]
Rachel says, "Virgin Cosmos."
Finn smiles. "Cool. That stuff you said at the Celibacy Club—That was really cool."
Rachel hands him a cup. "Thanks."
Rachel says, "Well, cheers."
Finn clinks his cup. "Cheers. Cups are like the airplane cups. Oh, you got a little Cosmo right—"
[Finn reaches out and wipes his thumb slowly across Rachel's upper lip.]
Rachel breathes, "You know, you can kiss me if you want to."
Finn admits, "I want to."
[Rachel lays down onto the pillows as Finn moves over her. Their lips meet briefly at first. They kiss once more until Finn pulls away, panicking. He imagines the mailman crashing into the windshield of his car. Finn awkwardly tears himself away from Rachel and stands up.]

Rachel asks, "What? Did I do something wrong?"
Finn shakes his head. "No, no. Um, I just gotta go. Look, please don't tell anybody about this, okay?"
[Finn exits. Rachel places her head in her hands.]
[From the shadows, Elena lowers her phone after snapping a photo of the kiss. She texts the image to Quinn, Santana, and Brittany with a single caption: "You'll want to see this. Now."]
[Elena steps onto the stage and folds her arms, looking down at Rachel.]
Elena says flatly, "Really? Going after a guy who's dating someone else? Not cool, Rachel. Not cool."
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