I Always Knew

Chapter Fifteen

Rachel

"Sam! Hi!" I laughed a little and hugged him.

"Let's talk over some punch in the cafeteria." He winked and I laughed. He grabbed my hand and I felt sparks. This may be the start of something new. He walked me to the cafeteria and I sat down while he got punch. Finn was about to sit in the seat next to me and Sam came back.

"Thank you." I took a sip and avoided eye contact with Finn.

"How've you been?" He asked.

"Good. I moved to New York, had a little girl, life's pretty good." I smiled.

"A little girl?" He asked.

"Yeah. I got into an incident with Brody. A forced incident." I don't really mind talking about it anymore.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He looked sympathetic.

"It's okay. Paisley is the best thing to happen to me." I said smiling.

"When could I meet this little girl of yours?" He smiled.

"Sometime." I smiled

Suddenly Quinn came up to us and told us to sing. We had to pick songs glee club has already done. Sam whispered a song to me, but he wasn't in glee club when we sang it. I laughed a little and walked on stage with him.

Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries

Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York (new york!)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Do I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
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
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in it naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three card molly
Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the Kingdom, I'm from the Empire St. that's

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick
The sidelines is, lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the wind
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them

Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York,
New York

One hand in the air for the big city
Streetlights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
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 sung the whole thing together and we made eye contact at the end. Looking into his eyes, it made me feel happy. It was now 10pm, so I had to get home. We finished and he grabbed my hand leading me outside. He walked me to my car.

"Thanks." I said.

"No problem. I got to hang out with one of the most awesome girls on the planet." He smiled and made me blush.

"Well thank you." I smiled and handed him my number on a piece of paper. He smiled, took my phone and put his number in.

"Call me." I put my hand up to my ear and he laughed. I opened the door to my car and Sam yelled.

"Wait!"

"Yeah?" I turned back to look at him. He looked me in the eyes and started leaning towards me. I rushed forward and kissed him. Boy, it felt amazing. He pulled away and smiled. I smiled back and got into my car again.

"Remember, call me!" I yelled and he laughed.

This is what you need, Rachel.