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)
55 ; J E N N I E
"Okay, everybody, let's hear it for love! Your assignment for Valentine's week is to find and perform the world's greatest love songs." Mr. Schuester instructed us.
"Now, Regionals is next week, and we still need to raise two hundred and fifty for costumes and hair spray." Our glee club instructor continued. "Oh, God, not another bake sale." Santana groaned.
"If any student gives ten dollars, we will sing the world's greatest love songs to their Valentine. We will serenade each classroom..." Mr. Shue explained. "No!" All of us said unanimously.
"Yes!" Mr. Shue responded. "Two years ago, we went room-to-room Christmas caroling, they threw food. And shoes." Artie stated. "He's right. I do not want to go through that again. That was worth a lifetime of embarrassment." I added.
"Sugar, do you want to go halfsies on the costs?" I asked as I opened my purse. "Sure, how much is my half?" Sugar asked confusedly and I looked at her like she was crazy. "I put up $150 and you put up $100." I sighed.
"Oh, that's it? Here you go." Sugar said as we both handed Mr. Shue one hundred and fifty dollars. "Santana, you got yourself a sugar mama." Kurt joked. "I sure do." Santana smiled before winking at me.
"Uh, guys, I can't take that." Mr. Shue told her. "Take it!" We all yelled at him. "Okay. Everyone, give it up for Sugar and Jennie for paying for our remaining balance!" Mr. Shue smiled and we all cheered happily.
"I love the sound of applause, even if I have to buy it. Okay, everyone, look under your chairs. Except you, Artie. Your chair kept moving, so I hid your surprise in the wastebasket." Sugar started.
