𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

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*Six Months Later*

Six months. Six months had gone by and it all seemed to go by so quickly. So, we haven't talked in a while, I should probably catch you up on what's happened. Lexie got back on her feet and was recovering nicely. She was back on Broadway. Rachel had gotten fired from being the understudy, considering she attempted to kill Lexie. Sam and I were back together, although I don't really think that was a surprise....Scarlett was pregnant the last time we spoke, although I know I never really mentioned it...but that was because I never knew what was going on with them. 

Anyway, they had a beautiful little girl. They named her Sasha. Boy, they don't need any more kids. I'm pretty sure that they just used up all of the s names in the world. 

I was still going to school, but this time, for one of my final projects of the year, I had to work in a performing arts section of anything. A high school, middle school, elementary school, college. Anything, and that's all I had to do to pass this class. I looked all throughout New York for something to do. For a school that would let me do that, but of course, no school was doing a work-school program. Although, there was one school that I hadn't thought of, but it wasn't in New York...

I was standing in the kitchen when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. I laughed a little. "Whatcha doing?" He asked me. "I'm making a sandwich because I'm hungry." We swayed back and forth for a minute in the silence before either of us spoke. 

"Do you have school today?" 

"No, but I am still looking for a school to do my work-school program at." I sighed and turned around, leaning on the counter. "I...I can't seem to find any here. But, I do have one in mind." He just stared at me. "I talked to my professor and she told me that as long as I get full documentation from the school that I'm doing my work school program there, then I can go anywhere in the country." 

Again, he stared at me, with a very blank expression. "Oh dear lord. Um, I can go to Lima and teach. Alright? I can go help Mr. Shue with the glee club. Then, when I graduate we can move there." He looked at me for a minute, before realizing what I said. "Oh...um.." 

He pulled away from me and began on his way to the living room. "What?" He sat down on the couch. "Um, so, right after we graduated and we lost...nobody wanted to tell you...mainly because you were really scary in high school...but Sue cut the glee club." I just stared at him. "I'm sorry, why didn't I know this?" 

"Because you were really scary in high school...and glee gave you everything that you wanted in life, we didn't want to tell you because we didn't want you to be really sad." I sucked my teeth for a minute. I stared at him, waiting for the next part. "Oh, right, the next part. The choir room...is now a computer lab." 

I sighed. I walked over to the table where my keys were. Sam got up and began following me. "Where are we going?" I pointed upstairs. "There's a bag upstairs, two actually. One's mine, one's your. Grab them both." He just stared at me as he ran upstairs to grab the bags. 

"A.J, where are we going?" 

"I have miles on my Jet Blue card, so we are going to take a trip." 

"Where?" 

"Home."