The Sophomore (Glee Fanfiction)

Chapter 88

'Happy birthday, my amazing woman.' A sticky notes wrotes on a little box on my table. I place my bag on my table and frowned. Who the hell knows my birthday?

I opened the box and I found another paper wrote 'auditorium after lunch'. Who the hell want to play along with me? Is that guy who Finn and Mike told will show himself? I cant wait for that.

I close the box and go back to have a work that I left yesterday. Until there is a knock on my door.

"Happy birthday, Emily." Jonas smiled at me and give me a box.

"Wow thank you!" I smiled back at him and take the box.
"What is this?"

"Open it." He smirked at me.

I opened the box and I got an ankle boots. A black classy ankle boots. I gasped about what I got. This is cool and I've been dreaming to get this since last week I found this on Kurt's magazine.

"Omg how do you know I want this? This is so beautiful." I said to him.

"Kurt told me." He smirked at me.
"Oh wait I have one more." He said then grabs my hand.

"Where are we going to?" I asked him as he still hold my hand.

"Somewhere that you might be like." He smirked at me.

I just half smiled at him. I dont know what he is going to bring me. Is he the guy in my imagination? The guy who is gone forever?

"But I have much work to do." I said to him.

"Special for today principal Schue didnt give you any kind of works." Jonas simply said.

I just realize that we walked outside the McKinley. I keep following him until he stop in front of a big tree with the band behind it. He nodded to the band and music is playing.

Jonas:
Oh no
See you walking 'round like it's a funeral
Not so serious, girl; why those feet cold?
We just getting started; don't you tip toe, tip toe

Ah!
Waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece (huh!)
You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me (ah)
You're a real life fantasy, you're a real life fantasy (huh!)
But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously

Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

Walk for me, baby
I'll be Diddy, you'll be Naomi, whoa
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean (huh)

God damn
See you licking frosting from your own hands
Want another taste, I'm begging, "Yes, ma'am."
I'm tired of all this candy on the dry land, dry land, oh

Waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece (huh!)
You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me (ah)
You're a real life fantasy, you're a real life fantasy (huh!)
But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously
Whoa

Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

Walk for me, baby (walk for me now)
I'll be Diddy, you'll be Naomi, whoa
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean
Oh ah
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean