There really is no guessing or wondering when the real thing comes along. There is usually a telltale sign that lets you know when true love has arrived...a voice in your head, a sense of recognition or a gut feeling that this is someone special to...
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(Jennie's OOTD)
33 ; J E N N I E
"Mr. Shue is leaving for broadway." Kurt announced as he looked down at his phone. "I knew it! I knew he was lying!" I announced and everyone looked at me.
"What? I did." I said. The door swung open and we were met with Mr. Shue with two boxes of pizza.
"Speak of the devil." I said amusedly. "All right, guys. Who's up for some real New York City...pizza?" Mr. Shue asked all of us. "We heard." Finn told him. Heard what?" The older man questioned.
"About you leaving to be on Broadway." Mercedes responded. "Look. I haven't made up my mind about anything." Mr. Schuester stated.
"We get it. And we're happy for you. You've inspired us in so many ways, so...this is just another." Rachel said sincerely.
"I don't understand. Who told you guys?" Our glee club instructor asked. "Goolsby." All of us answered simultaneously. "Are you okay, Mr. Schue?" Sam asked concernedly.
"I'm not going. I'm staying with you guys. I had my moment on that stage, and it was glorious. But you and I...have some unfinished business to take care of." Mr. Shue told us as he sat the pizza down.
"Now get out your notebooks. Time to get to work. Come on. This is nationals, people." He said hyping us up. "Whoo!" All of us cheered excitedly. As we were all celebrating Mr. Shue's, return he walked up to me.
"Can I talk to you out in the hallway for a moment?" Mr. Shue asked me. "Sure. San, I'll be right back." I told my girlfriend before following Mr. Schuester out into the hallway.
"I want you to sing a solo at nationals." He smiled and my jaw dropped. "Excuse me?" I said in disbelief. "You have proven yourself multiple times that you can handle a challenge. So, what do you say?" My teacher asked.
