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)
90 ; J E N N I E
"San, I'm so nervous for the kids." I told my girlfriend as we walked down the hallway hand in hand. "They're going to be fine. Mike was running them like the navy. They're dancing is going to be out of this world." She said jokingly.
"I'm worried about Marley. When we went out to eat, she told me that she was hungry but she only wanted a kid's meal. That only comes with like five measly nuggets, a palm-full of french fries, and like three apple slices." I sighed.
"Maybe she didn't want to burden us with the total." My girlfriend shrugged and I shook my head. "She could've gotten a meal like Unique and it would've been reasonably priced. I'm going to the vending machine." I announced.
"For what?" Santana asked confusedly. "I'm going to get an orange juice and a granola bar. I'll meet you in the choir room. My intuition is strong about this San." I told her seriously before heading to the vending machine.
I have a bad feeling about this and I know for a fact that Kitty will be exposed as the evil bitch that she is today. I can promise you that. After I bought the orange juice and granola bar, I headed to the choir room.
Once I spotted Marley, I walked over towards her. Either she's super nervous or it looks like she's about to puke. "Here." I smiled as I handed her the bottle of juice and granola bar. "What's this for?" Marley asked confusedly.
"Well for starters, you look sick. Like you're about to hurl. Drink some vitamin C. It should help with the discoloration and it should make your stomach feel better." I stated honestly. She accepted the drink and immediately opened it. She quickly started taking big sips from it.
"And the granola bar is for a snack. You can eat it all or just nibble at it. You just need to have something in your stomach. Dancing on an empty stomach is like asking for a trip to the emergency room." I told her honestly.
