A New Direction, chapter 3: Italian

Title: A New Direction
Chapter: 3/?
Pairings: none
Summary: Elisabeth's second day in WMHS! Evelyn picks up on her because of her roots and Mr. Evans give them a week assignment for the next week.
Song/s: Jennifer Lopez - Qué Hiciste
A/N: Finally done! This chapter probably has many mistakes, correct me :p



Chapter 3: Italian

“Have a nice day today”, Kurt said as he stopped his car in front of WMHS and Elisabeth got out of the car. “I will. Bye”, she said and closed the door. Elisabeth walked past some girl groups and for a moment she felt lonely. But then she looked around and saw Mr. Evans and ran to him, remembering he had wanted to talk to her the day before. “Hey, Mr. Evans, you wanted to talk to me yesterday”, Elisabeth said. “Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you about your father”, the blond teacher said. “Kurt or Blaine?” Elisabeth asked. “Both actually. I thought they lived in New York and would never come back. So what’s up?” Mr. Evans questioned. “Well, they divorced, so me and Kurt moved here”, Elisabeth replied. “Wait, you know them?” Mr. Evans nodded. “I’m sorry to hear that. And yes, I know them. We were good friends in high school. We were in the glee club. I heard your surname and that caught my attention.” Elisabeth nodded and then noticed Casimiro waving at her. “Sorry, but I have to go! See you in glee club”, she said and began to walk over to the Latin boy. “Hi”, Casimiro said. Elisabeth greeted him with a smile. They stood there for a while not having anything to talk about. Then a tall boy ran fast towards them. “Casimiro!” he shouted and stopped to pull the shorter boy into a hug. “Hey, you were just sick, go hug poles so I don’t get ill too”, Casimiro said and pushed the other away. “Oh, don’t do that. You’d seem insane.” The tall boy just smiled and Elisabeth stared at the two boys. “It’s Friday. What are you going to do after school?” the boy asked Casimiro. “I’ll study with Nick. We have a chemistry test on Monday, Chase, if you didn’t remember”, the Latin said. Chase seemed surprised. "I had forgotten that!" Casimiro rolled his eyes. "That doesn't surpise me at all." Chase looked embarassed but then saw Elisabeth. "Who are you?" he asked. "I'm Elisabeth Hummel", Elisabeth said and the boy smiled. "I'm Chase Bright. I was ill yesterday, but I heard you joined the glee club." Elisabeth took a small step backwards when Chase sneezed. "Nice to meet you", she said and the tall boy replied: "Same." They all just stood there for a moment and then suddenly the school bell rang.

Elisabeth was sitting next to Casimiro in the maths class. She had been wondering about something that he wanted to ask him but it was quite awkward. "Are you okay?" Casimiro suddenly whispered to her. "You keep on staring blankly at your book." Elisabeth nodded. "Yes... I was just thinking about one thing." Casimiro shrugged. "Alright. But try to focus." Elisabeth didn't reply, but did as the short boy had suggested. She wasn't good at maths, so maybe focusing was the best thing to do.

"Finally maths are done for today, it was torture", Elisabeth said and sighed as she walked out of the classroom with Casimiro. Casimiro nodded. "It's difficult at first." Elisabeth shrugged. Then she looked at the Latin and said: "I can't wait for glee club!" Casimiro just huffed. "I can. Because of Evelyn", he said. Elisabeth nodded. "Is she always like that?" the brown haired girl asked curiously. "Yeah. She doesn't get along with anyone in the club, expect Jillian", Casimiro replied. "I warn you; you're the new girl so she might treat you the worst. What she said yesterday is nothing compared to other things she'll say." Elisabeth's eyes widened. "What does she think of adopted people? I mean people adopted outside of North America?" Casimiro thought about it a minute. "I don't know, I'm not adopted. I'm a Latin, but she hasn't said anything about it. But Evelyn likes to point out that I'm short. Where are you adopted from?" "Italy", Elisabeth said. "One kid in my old school asked me if my biological parents are in mafia. That's why I asked." Casimiro looked like he understood perfectly. "That's... rough", he said. Elisabeth couldn't help but wonder what glee club would be like today.

Later that day they walked into the choir room and as expected, Evelyn said something to Elisabeth. "Hey, italiano, what's up?" Someone might have mistaken that for being nice, but the tone in Evelyn's voice was anything but nice. "I am adopted from Italy, I'm not Italian", Elisabeth said sounding annoyed. "So what? To me you're still Italian", Evelyn spoke. "What is your problem with that, Evelyn?" Alex, the boy who'd be singing Secrets in sectionals, asked. "It doesn't matter! Lorraine is really French, Casimiro comes from Mexico and I remember that your father is German." Evelyn was about to shout at him, but then Mr. Evans walked in and said: "I heard your conversation. Evelyn, Alex is right, it doesn't matter that Elisabeth is adopted from Italy." He went and wrote something on the board. ROOTS. "I have a week assignment for you. Choose a song from the culture that you have your roots on and perform it." Jillian, a tall girl sitting on the back raised her hand and asked: "What about us that have roots here in America?" Mr. Evans smiled. "Then pick an American song or pick any culture you like." Casimiro stood up. "I already have a good song", he said. "Go ahead", Mr. Evans told. "Hit it!" "Ayer los dos soñabamos con un mundo perfecto, ayer a nuestros labios les sobraban las palabras, porque en los ojos nos espiábamos el alma, y la verdad no vacilaba en tu mirada", he started to sing in Spanish. Casimiro's voice was absolutely stunning. Elisabeth had never heard anything like it. "Ayer nos prometimos conquistar el mundo entero, ayer tú me juraste que este Amor sería eterno, porque una vez equivocarse es suficiente, para aprender lo que es amar sinceramente." The others started humming along. "Qué hiciste? Hoy destruíste con tu orgullo la esperanza, hoy empañaste con tu furia mi mirada, borraste toda nuestra historia con tu rabia, y confundiste tanto amor que te entregaba, con un permiso para así romperme el alma", Casimiro sang as he reached the chorus. "Qué hiciste? Nos obligaste a destruir las madrugadas, y nuestras noches las borraron tus palabras, mis ilusiones acabaron con tus farsas, se te olvidó que era el amor lo que importaba, y con tus manos derrumbaste nuestra casa." There was a little instrumental part before he sang the chorus again. Elisabeth was listening closely, the song was pretty and Casimiro sang it perfectly. She was so lost in her thoughts that she almost forgot to clap her hands when Casimiro stopped the song. "This is exactly what I was talking about", Mr. Evans said. "So, I'm expecting someone to perform on Monday!" 

That evening, after studying chemistry, Elisabeth had started to search for good Italian songs but yet she hadn't found any. Laura Pausini? she thought to herself. Then someone knocked on the door of her room. It was Kurt. "What are you doing?" he asked. "I'm searching for an Italian song to sing in glee club", Elisabeth explained. "I want to sing on Monday. Oh! I do remember the chemistry test." Kurt smiled. "Look for the song tomorrow, it's late already. You should go to sleep", he said. "Mmkay. Good night, dad", Elisabeth said and Kurt chuckled, saying: "Good night, Elisabeth."