Empire State

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Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca, Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever

"Jacob come on we're gonna be late!" I yelled as I threw my suitcase in the trunk of my car. Jake came running out with a banana in his hand, he tossed me an apple and we made our way to the school. We boarded the bus in 30 minutes, 8:45 AM. The plane took off at 12:25 so we wanted to get there soon.

I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere.

We made it to the school with 10 minutes to spare, everyone else was already there. Jake went to find Emily while I went to find Kurt. I found Kurt and Blaine laying on the bus already. Kurt was laying across the seat with his head in Blaine's lap, the mornings are always hard for him. Right now he's on a six week Chemo break so he could have a somewhat normal end of the year. But, cancer doesn't really take a break.

I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's, Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's

I sat down in the seat across from them, Blaine had his eyes closed leaning on the window. Kurt was asleep from what I could tell. Everyone else started to get on the bus, I saw Rachel come in with Sam by her side. Finn and Rachel had decided it was best for everyone if they broke up, and while Finn is utterly heartbroken Rachel decided to run off with the first guy she sees. We've all been making fun of Sam because of it, he doesn't like her at all he just felt to bad to say no.

Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett, Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries

"Room for one more?" I looked up and saw Finn standing over my seat, I smiled and moved so he could sit in the seat. I laid my head on the window, of course I'm so freaking happy to be given this chance. But, it's also kinda sad because Noah was supposed to be here to do this with us. I tried to hide the tears before they fell and Finn realized I was crying. "Hey, when we get to the airport..." but of course he knows me too well. "Hey, you okay?"

"Mhm, sorry my eyes always water in the morning," I smiled and rubbed my eyes as if I was tired. He chuckled and leaned back on the seat. I sighed and closed my eyes.

Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white Lexus, Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas

Let's just say, getting a group of teenagers on a plane is not the easiest thing to do. It took a while but finally we were all placed in our seats. The rows were three seats so I was sitting with Blaine and Kurt. Kurt was in the middle, Blaine was by the window and I was on the edge. Kurt had gotten sick in the airport bathroom so he's pretty worn out.

Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me

I handed Kurt a car sickness pill, I brought some just in case I started to get motion sick. But right now I'm more worried about Kurt getting motion sick since he's already pretty nauseous.

"Here, sweet boy," I said, Kurt took them in his shaky hands. Blaine helped him take a sip of water to wash down the pill. "How about you take a nap?" I said when Kurt curled up to himself. He pulled his knees to his chest and I saw tears falling from his eyes.

"Kurt, baby. It's alright, I'm so sorry you feel crappy," Blaine pulled kurt to his side, Kurt's head going to his chest. "We're so overwhelmed aren't we?" He asked as he played with Kurt's hair.

"Wanna go home," kurt whimpered. Blaine sighed and kissed his head. "But wanna go to New York. Blaine my stomach hurts," he cried, Blaine kissed his head. He couldn't pull Kurt on to his lap since the seat belt sign was still on.

"I know baby, I know," Blaine rubbed her hand up and down his back. "Go to sleep, you'll feel better when you wake up," Kurt fell asleep shortly after that, I followed close behind as I laid my head on his back.

Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five

I woke up to the plane hitting the ground, Blaine and Kurt were still asleep. I quickly snapped a picture of them before waking them up. We all got off the plane, my heart was racing! I'm in New York!

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

I sang as I ran over to the window, the sky high building made my eyes water. My heart was in my throat, this is the place I've always wanted to be! I'm in New York.

There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York (new york!)

Kurt walked over to the window next to me and sang. His cheeks had a little bit more color now, his smile was making my heart bust. He looked over at me and we both squealed.

These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

I looked over and saw Rachel on the other side of me. She sang and smiled at me. I hugged her and looked back out the window. I might not like her but we want the same things in life, this is both of our dreams.

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Do I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can

Finn jumped up and sang from his seat. He walked over to Quinn, who was holding Beth, and spun her around. We were all beaming with excitement.

You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though. But I got a gang of brothers walkin' with my clique though

Jake fisted bumped Finn and walked over to the window, he looked out and I bit his lip. While Jake is planning on staying in Ohio and has absolutely no interest in living in New York, he's always wanted to come with me.

New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York

Shue motioned for us to come out, we all ran through the airport doors. My first impression of New York? It stunk. We all screamed with happiness and ran over to the bus that's taking us to the hotel.

These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

We all looked at the building passing by us as we drove down the busy streets of downtown New York. Kurt and I were holding hands, looking out the window. I'm in New York. Oh my god.

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