The brightest star

Miss Rachel Berry - future Broadway starlet.

[missrachelberries]

Does this school not have heat?

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Baby it’s cold outside.

[missrachelberries]

Blaine, it's still November.

[missrachelberries]

Does this school not have heat?

It is freezing.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Geez.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

I’ve been better, for some reason—I can’t get a handle on my powers today. How about you?

[missrachelberries]

Oh dear, you're not getting sick are you? I know sometimes I lose control of my power when I get sick. But I'm good, thank you for asking.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Geez.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

[Blaine smiled sheepishly as the small girl wrestled with his favorite bow tie. He had uncharacteristically been sloppy with his morning routine, something about today was just …off for him. He couldn’t put his finger on it, he was just slow and his power seemed harder to control.] Thanks, Rach.

[missrachelberries]

Not a problem. So, other than everything else, how are you?

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Geez.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Yeah, just having a little trouble controlling my power today, I can’t block as much out as I normally can. Oh? My bow tie’s crooked? Dang.

[missrachelberries]

Here, let me fix it for you.  [Rachel smiled and stepped forward, adjusting his bow tie for him.] There. Better.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Geez.

Could the person outside the choir room thinking about their tryst last night please move. Thank you.

[missrachelberries]

Everything okay there, Blaine?

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

I can't stand this noise.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

Of course not, I love singing with other people, especially the oh so talented Miss Rachel Berry. 

[missrachelberries]

Aw, shucks, Blaine. You know, you're very talented yourself.

[aurora-smythe]

My father wants me to join a club.

[aurora-smythe]

I’m already practically in to Columbia. I’m not even sure that I want to go to college. So hold your horses there, Berry. I don’t need advice from someone who’s as annoying as you.

[missrachelberries]

Good luck getting a job without college. And I'm not nearly as annoying as you.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

I can't stand this noise.

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

I most certainly did.

[missrachelberries]

Mind if I join you? 

[bowtiesandcapes-blog]

I can't stand this noise.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the choir room.

[missrachelberries]

Did someone say choir room?

[aurora-smythe]

My father wants me to join a club.

He thinks it’ll be good for me. He doesn’t understand that I don’t do stuff like that.

[missrachelberries]

Clubs look good on college applications, Smythe.

[missrachelberries]

Oh no,

[thefabrayicequinn-blog]

That’s good, I guess. And even if you don’t manage to avoid, as long as no one infected comes near me, I’ll be just fine.

[missrachelberries]

This nasty cold's been going all around the school, so I wouldn't hold your breath.

[missrachelberries]

Oh no,

[precogpierce]

I think they might manage.

But what happens if you damage your voice and can never talk ever again? Isn’t it better to have a temporary silence until you’re out of the danger zone? I’d give it 3-6 months.

[missrachelberries]

3-6 months? That's insane. There's no way I could be silent for that long. People would miss hearing me speak.

[missrachelberries]

Oh no,

[thefabrayicequinn-blog]

Colds are the worst. So, good luck with that.

[missrachelberries]

I've got all my favorite teas and sinus medicine, so I intend on making it feel like the cold is non-existent.

[missrachelberries]

Oh no,

[clawedsnixx]

You could always stop talking.

[missrachelberries]

Oh, Santana, you would like that wouldn't you?

[missrachelberries]

Oh no,

[precogpierce]

You could always try not talking.

[missrachelberries]

I can't not talk. What would people do without hearing my voice?

[missrachelberries]

Oh no,

I think I'm coming down with a cold. Time to break out all the best medicines and teas so that I don't damage my voice.