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)
49 ; J E N N I E
"Admit it, Wonder twins, the only reason why the New Direction beat the Trouble Tones at Sectionals is because of that pervy clown judge, he was freaking high as a kite." Santana said as she, Kurt, Blaine, Mercedes, and I were walking down the steps.
"And we did Michael Jackson. You guys didn't." Blaine smiled. "That was weeks ago. Why are you still obsessing?" Kurt questioned. One word, Kurt. Michael." Mercedes answered.
"Guys, fear not. The world tour of the Cirque du Soleil tribute show, Immortal, to Michael Jackson is coming to Columbus in June. We should all go." Blaine suggested. "That sounds awful. I hate circuses." I stated bluntly.
"Why? It's just a circus." Kurt said. "I'm severely traumatized by circuses okay. When I was in middle school, I went with my best friend and we both sat in the front row. We got sprayed with elephant piss. Never been ever since." I explained with disgust.
"Point proven." Kurt said. "Mhmm." I hummed. "Anyways. You don't get it. I don't want to see the spectacle that is Michael. I want to be the spectacle." Mercedes said seriously.
"Everything okay?" Mr. Shue asked as we walked past him. "Look, we love being back in New Direction, but...We hate that we missed our chance this year to do Michael." Mercedes expressed.
"Yeah, I get it. And I've been thinking a lot about Regionals and...maybe we can do Michael again." Mr. Shue responded. "I for one know exactly what song we should start Michael with." Blaine smiled.
After school Kurt, Artie, Blaine, Rachel, Mercedes, Santana, and I all decided that we should go grab some hot chocolate and coffee at the Lima Bean before we all head home. "Okay, favorite Michael Jackson memory. Go." Santana said.
