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Bad Romance: Lady Gaga
"V?" Mister Shue knocks on my door as I lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling with tears in my eyes. "V, school."
"I'll be there in a minute." I reply.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not. I'm coming in." He opens the door and I swallow. "Hey, hey. What's going on? What's wrong?" He sits on the edge of my bed.
I shake my head. "Nothing."
"V, it's me. You can tell me anything."
I sigh and rub my eyes. "I like him." I sit up and push some hair behind my ear. "I like him, okay? A-A lot. I didn't at first. I actually hated his guts." I chuckle. "But then, surely but slowly, everything changed. Before and after Adam. And then I kissed him, twice, during my manic depressive episodes, then he kissed me back. Then I told him we should stay friends cause our friendship is too important, then he kissed me last week and I kissed him back, again. And then he told me he wanted to be with me, and that he would wait for me since I've been through a lot of shit this past year, and I told I didn't feel the same. I lied cause I'm scared. Not of him, just...I'm scared. And I'm starving." I say in one breath.
"Instead of lying to Finn, you should tell him how you feel. But also tell him you're not ready to jump back into another relationship." He gently wipes under my eyes.
"But how did you know-"
"Of course I know, V. Watching you two together this past year. And Paul Anka was the icing on the cake." He nods and we both chuckle. "C'mon, breakfast is on the table. Made your favorite, potatoes and eggs."
"Okay." I hug him and close my eyes. "Thank you." I lean my cheek on his shoulder and close my eyes.
He places his hand on the back of my head. "It's what I'm here for, V. Guardian or not."
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"It's so weird." Artie looks at Tina who's wearing a grey hoodie.
"This so isn't you." Brandon shakes his head.
Tina huffs. "I feel like an Asian Branch Davidian."
"Tina, are there any other looks you can try?" Mister Shue asks.
"Biker chick?" Santana suggests and Tina puts her thumb down, not agreeing.
"Cowgirl?" Finn shrugs.
"Hoodrat." Mercedes smiles and I grin down, shaking my head.
"Computer programmer." Quinn quips.
"Cross-country skier." Brittany plays with her hair.
