Chapter 2

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I'm standing in front of my locker and exchange my book to my locker from my bag. Then I put a little chapstick on my lips and shut my locker. I shocked when I see Mike is standing next to my locker and grins at me.

"Are you still drunk?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"How many times I have to tell you that I'm not drunk." Mike chuckles.

"I dont believe you. Everyone there was drunk even up until now. I mean, I saw they used sunglasses to hide their sloopy eyes." I said to him and shut my locker.

"And you're not drunk?" Mike asks me.

"No. I drank a half bottle of wine coolers. My dad is going to kill me if he know I got drunk." I chuckle.

"I told my mom I had flu and she made me traditional tea, and made me slept all day long." Mike chuckle as we both walk together in the hallways.

"My dad actually though the same because I woke up late." I chuckle.

"Paris, I actually have favor to ask you." Mike turn his face at me.

"What?" I raise my eyebrows.

"I need a dance partner and I guess you can be great." Mike says to me.

I shake my head and frown at him. "I cant dance, Mike. You asked the wrong person."

"You can. I've seen you." Mike holds my sleeves and make me stop my way.

"No, I cant do that." I shake my head. "I though you were really like me but I was wrong." I half-smiled at him and walk away.

"Paris, please!" Mike shouts.

I didnt turn around and keep walking in the hallways. I guess I'm so desperate in love. All my friends have boyfriend and I'm not. Even that night in Rachel's party was the first time for me to kiss a guy.

And I though Mike was really like me but I was wrong. He just want me to be his dance partner and I have no idea how come he can find out that I can dance. This is insane.

Mike's POV

"No, I cant do that." Paris shook her head. "I though you were really like me but I was wrong." She half-smiled at me and walk away.

"Paris, please!" I shout.

She didnt turn around and keep walking in the hallways. Why she doesnt wanna listen to me for once? I've seen her and she was really good and I wish she could be my dance partner or something more maybe.

I guess she hid it. I guess Mr. Schue didnt even know about this. And I guess I know the only one who can persuade her. The one and only her father, Mr. Schue. Yeah I will talk to Mr. Schue about this.

I hold my ransel and start walk in the hallways. I keep walking then turn my way and walk to Mr. Schue's office. I see him in his office so I decided to knock the door.

"Mr. Schue? Can I talk to you for second?" I knock his office door.

"Sure, Mike. Have a seat." Mr. Schue nodded and points to the seat in front of his desk.

I walk enter his office and sit down in front of him. I dont know how to start this but I have to tell this for his daughter future.

"What happened?" Mr. Schue asks me.

"It's-it's about Paris." I said to him.

"Paris, my daughter?" Mr. Schue frowns at me.

"I need a dance partner and I think that Paris could be the one." I said to Mr. Schue.

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