Chapter 14

I'm walking in the hallways and holding my book. Yes, I'm back to McKinley. Yesterday I can go back home and today I can go back to school but I always have to bring my inhaler everywhere I go.

Well, my parents send me back to have theraphy again so my asthma wont getting worse even though dad told me that I will have asthma for my whole life.

I keep walking in the hallways then turn my way as I see Mike is standing in front of his locker and put his book inside his locker.

"Hey, I kinda did a favor. I asked coach Beiste about your audition time and she said it will be tomorrow." I smile at Mike.

"I guess I'm not auditioning." Mike let out a sigh and shake his head.

"Why? We've been practicing for your singing skill. This is your senior year, Mike. It's time for you to shine." I said to him.

"I got A- and dad had this all over me." Mike sighs.

"It's just only A-. Not C-." I frown at him.

"Babe, you wouldnt understand. A- minus is like Asian F and dad brough me to principal Figgins's office and this is my first record at it. He want me to go to Harvard and how am I supposed to do?"

"But you told me that you wanna enter dance school." I said to him.

"Yeah but my parents keep insisting me to be a doctor or a lawyer." Mike sighs and shut his locker.

"This is bad. Maybe you can talk to your parents about your dream. I mean, like you told my dad about my dance." I half-smiled at him.

"Like how you lied to him?" Mike raises his eyebrows at me.

"Point taken." I roll my eyes. "Mike, Riff is the second male lead. It's time for you to break out the box and show them that you are worth it not just as crazy dancer freak."

"I dont know. Glee club, football, booty camp really make me crazy." Mike shakes his head.

"You did good, Mike." I hold his hand.

"Thank you but I'm not auditioning because I have my chemistry tutor from now on." Mike kisses my forehead then walk away.

I'm just standing in the hallways and lean my back against the locker. How to convience Mike that he's better than that? I want him shine because this is his senior year.

I let out a sigh and hold my book then walk away. I will try to talk to Mike soon. I just want to convience him that he is better than that and I'm sure he can get that part.

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"You okay?" Dad asks me.

I'm just sitting down in the dining table and hold a glass of drink. "I'm fine, dad."

"You just being quiet since noon." Dad says to me and sit down opposite me.

"It's just Mike, dad." I sigh.

"What's wrong?" Dad asks me.

"He got A- for his chemistry and his dad got all over him. Even his dad asked principal Figgins for drug test because he though Mike is using the drug." I said to dad.

"That worse? Just because A-?" Dad frowns at me.

"A- is like Asian F, dad. Then Mike told me that he's not audtioning for that school play."

"I though you helped him for his singing skill." Dad says to me.

"I did. But since he got A- he changed his mind and his dad got him chemistry tutor to fix his grade." I sigh.

"I would totally call a tutor for you when you get C- but sadly you always got straight A so I dont need that." Dad grins at me.

"I have to keep straight A's so I can be a doctor." I said to dad.

"You dont wanna enter dance school?" Dad asks me.

"Dancing is my passion but I love science. Since I was little I want to be a doctor." I half-smiled at dad.

"Do anything what makes you happy. I know you can do that. I believe in you." Dad smiles at me.

"Thank you, dad." I smile back at him.

"By the way, dont forget that you have appoinment with dr. Davidson for theraphy tomorrow. I will take you there after school." Dad says to me.

"Do I really need that theraphy?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Honey, I want you get better." Dad says.

"But you dont need to pay extra for that. I mean, I accepted that no matter what I will live with ashtma my whole life. And as long as I can take carr of myself, that ashtma attack wont happen again." I said to dad.

"We'll never know if we never try. It's just money. I can find that. Your healthy is number one now. I want you to get better and I will do anything for that." Dad half-smiled at me.

"I know I made everyone got panic attack especially you and I do want to get better but what if those theraphy wont work out? I mean, the doctor stated that I'm cured but I got that again. And I just can accept the truth."

"Who taught you give up that easily? Listen, you're the only thing I have now. I work for you, no one else. We can keep trying okay." Dad smiles at me.

"I'm sorry for making difficult for you, dad." I half-smiled at dad.

"You made difficult for me? No, you didnt. Honey, that's my obligation as your father. Alright stop talking about this. Tomorrow after school, we go to dr. Davidson for theraphy." Dad says to me.

"Alright." I nodded.

"That's my princess." Dad pinches my nose and chuckles.

"Then what about Mike? How to convience him to play in school play?" I sigh.

"Convience him like the way he convienced you for being a part of the director team. He will be understand with that." Dad smiles at me.

"You're right." I nodded and smile back at dad.

"Go to sleep now, you have school tomorrow. Oh, I already put three new puffs inside your drawer and the refill is in the first aid box." Dad says to me.

"I got it." I nodded and stand up from my seat. I place my glass inside the dishwasher then hugs dad from behind and put my hands around his shoulder. "Good night, I love you."

Dad just rubs my hair and kisses my cheek. "I love you too." Dad smiles at me.

I chuckle and leave his shoulder and walk away. I walk out from the kitchen then walk upstairs to my room.

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Mike's POV

Everyone is laughing and having good conversation while having lunch. And I'm just sitting down here next to Paris and being quiet. I dont know how to tell my dad and make him sure that I want to audition for that part.

And Paris keep insisting me to audition. Which this is make me caught in the middle. In the between of auditioning and not.

The bell rings.

We then stand up from our seat and ready to go back to the class. "You will audition today right?" Paris asks me.

"No. I'm not. I have to meet my chemistry tutor after school in Lima Bean." I shake my head.

"Well, I also have appointment to doctor after school for my theraphy so...."

"I know you can cure from that." I smile at her.

"I'm not sure with that but at least we try. That's what dad said to me." Paris smiles back at me. "Alright, I will call you tonight." Paris kisses my cheek and walk away.

I'm just standing in the hallways and let out a sigh. I turn my way to my locker and open my locker. I see the record teddy that I ever gave Paris is here. Yeah we know each other's locker code.

I hold that teddy and press the button then a voice come out. "You are who you are. You cant choose the things you love. You might not the star football player, you dont talk too much, you hardly to sing but when I saw you dance, that's when I see the real you and that's why I fell in love with you. If you dont believe in yourself, who will believe in you?"

Paris is totally right. But I made my dad upset by getting A-. I sigh and take my book then shut my locker. I dont know either I should audition for the school play or not.

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I put my phone inside my jeans pocket and keep walking in the hallways. I walk passed the dance studio and I suddenly stopped my way. I get in and throw my ransel to the ground and start dancing.

I keep fighting with my instinct and believe in myself. I dont wanna be a doctor or a lawyer. I wanna be a successful dancer and that's what I am.

Paris was totally right. If I dont believe in myself, who will believe in me? Yeah, she's right. I know I can do this. I will auditioning for that school play. I just wanna be somebody who I'm.

I look at my watch and I'm still have time for audition. I will audition. I wanna be someone who I am. This is who I am. And I'm not gonna fake it anymore.

Paris's POV

I'm standing in the swing of the auditorium. I'm waiting for Mike. I just want him to know who is he. I want him audition for this school play and not being pressured by his father anymore.

"Uh, I'm sorry I'm late. I'm here to audition for Riff." Mike run to get into the auditorium.

I built a smile on my face. He finally changed his mind. I know he cant see me here but I just want to see that he will show a great audition.

"Uh, Mike, you know that's not just a dancing part, right?" Ms. Pillsburry says to Mike.

"I do, yes. I've been working on my singing." Mike nodded.

The band start playing the music and I'm just looking at his performance. He really did his best.

Mike:Boy, boy, crazy boy,Get cool, boy!Got a rocket in your pocket.Keep coolly cool, boy!

Don't get hot, 'cause man,You got some high times ahead.Take it slow and Daddy-O,You can live it up and die in bed!

Boy, boy, crazy boy!Stay loose, boy!Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it.Turn off the juice, boy!

Go man, go,But not like a yo-yo schoolboyJust play it cool, boyReal cool!

Pow, Pow Pow,Pow, PowPow PowPow Pow, Pow

Cool!Go!Crazy, cool, go!Crazy, go!

Boy, boy, crazy boyStay loose boy.

Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it!

Turn off the juice boy!Just play it cool, boyReal cool.

I can see that all those judges are applauding and cheering to Mike through getting impressed with his performance.

"Yeah! Wow!" Artie applauding happily.

"Wow, Chang, you must have worked really closely with my boys there. That was some really fancy footwork. I just hope you didn't waste too much of your time." Coach Beiste says to Mike.

"It's what I love to do. It's never going to be a waste of my time." Mike smiles at them.

"Good job." Coach Beiste nodded.

I'm just smiling and walk out from that swing in auditorium. I know that Mike can do that. Breaking the rules and back to be himself like the way I see him. He's amazing.

I walk in the hallways and turn my way to dad's office as he arranged his table. "Ready for the doctor appoinment?" I ask dad.

"Of course. I'm done with my work and we can go now." Dad nodded and take his coat also his bag.

He turn off the lamp of his office then close the door. I just go back walk in the hallways and put my hands inside my cardigan pockets. I'm still impressed with Mike's performance couple minutes ago. He really do his best.

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I'm standing in front of my locker and arranging my locker and checking out my schedule. From now on, once in two weeks, I have to go to therapist for my illness. I know this is bad but I have to get better and think about my health for once.

Sectionals is coming over and everyone worked hard. I dont wanna make dad disappointed by fainted on the stage or something. I will try my best and I know I can do that.

"Hello, Minnie mouse."

I turn my face and chuckle as I see Mike is doing the puppet with the record teddy that I put inside his locker yesterday.

"That wasnt Minnie." I chuckle at him and take that doll then press the button. "You are the most amazing girl in the world." I raise my eyebrows then turn my face at Mike and smile at him. "Well, thank you."

"No, I'm serious. You were right. Because of you, I went to that audition yesterday and I guess I killed it." Mike smiles at me and holds my hand.

"Got to be honest that I saw your performance." I giggle.

"What? You said that you had appointment to doctor yesterday."

"Yes, before I went to the doctor with my dad, I went to auditorium and saw your performance and I know you were really amazing. You killed that performance." I smile at him.

"I couldnt done that without you. You're like the best girlfriend ever." Mike smiles back at me.

"Look, you might think that you're not good enough for that school play but I know you are better than that. I do know that."

"I love you so much right now." Mike smiles at me and pushes his face closer to me and kisses me softly while cupping my cheek.

"So you still lying to your dad?" I ask him and shut my locker.

"I'm still trying to find a way to tell him the truth." Mike says to me.

"Just tell him slowly. I bet he will understand just like my dad." I said to him as we both start walk in the hallways.

"My dad is so much different with Mr. Schue. He is post-modern dad who will support you no matter what." Mike sighs.

"Mike, every parents will love their child the same way. I mean, even though my mom is kinda weird with her anxiety but I know she loves me. So does your dad. All you need to do is get your confidence back and being honest with him." I said to him.

"You think so?" Mike raises his eyebrows at me.

"Yes. Just being honest with him." I nodded.

"You always know good things to say." Mike smiles at me.

"That's a gift." I chuckle.

"How's the theraphy going?" Mike asks me.

"Good. I have to go to theraphy once in two weeks to reduce the suffer time. My dad burned all the cactus and geranium in my house to avoid the allergy. I just want to get better. I mean everyone works hard for sectionals and I dont want to fainted or get ashtma attack on the stage." I said to him.

"Glad to hear that. As long as you can take care of yourself, you'll be fine. But does any one of your parents have that? Because I dont think Mr. Schue have that." Mike frowns at me.

I just being quiet and stop my way. I dont know how to tell him that it might be because of my biological parents who I dont even know who are they and where they are.

"Babe?" Mike raises his eyebrows at me.

"I will tell you the truth later." I half-smiled at him. "Well, we have booty camp now, come on." I said to him and take his hand. "You wanna come over to my house after school?"

"Sure. We can study together or listening to music together." Mike nodded.

"Great." I smile at him and keep walking in the hallways.

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I'm just streching out in auditorium for the booty camp today. I hope that by having some kind of exercise like this will make me getting better even though dad told me that it's fine if I'm not join. But I dont want to because I want to work hard as anyone in this room.

"Okay, so, before we dive into today's Booty Camp, I just want to say how impressed Mike and I have been with everyone's progress. Uh... Brittany, why are you here?" Dad says to us and turn his face at Brittany.

"Cause I intend on, you know, dancing my way into the voters' hearts." Brittany says to us.

"Okay. All right... everyone up! Now, your homework assignment was "The Widow Maker," perhaps the hardest show choir dance move ever. Now, when you get it right, one of us is gonna tap you out, then you can have a seat. Uh, five, six, seven, eight!" Dad says to us.

Brad start playing the piano and we start dancing and make our moves. It's not gonna be really hard for me since I know this dance move when I watched Vocal Adrenaline performance last year.

"You did good." Mike tap my shoulder then smiles at me.

I just smile back at him then walks to the corner and sit down on the ground. Everyone got tap until only Mercedes and Finn left here.

"Come on, Finn, you can do it!" Dad says to Finn.

"You cant." Puck mocked Finn.

"Oh yeah?" Finn simply said then tried his move and he got it right and dad tapped him out.

"Down... open... Come on, Mercedes, down... open... up..." Mike says to Mercedes.

"My ankle hurts." Mercedes shakes her head.

"Push through it." Dad says to her.

"I don't feel good." Mercedes frown.

"You're fine." Dad simply said.

"No, I'm not!" Mercedes yelled.

"Look, Mercedes, I want you to be the best you can be, okay? Did you even practice this?" Dad frowns at Mercedes.

"Stop picking on me! You're always singling me out, making me look bad!" Mercedes protest.

"That's crazy." Dad shakes his head.

"No, you're crazy. For not letting me shine! Where's Rachel, huh? I don't see her here, being a part of the team." Mercedes asks us.

"Rachel practices every night." Finn simply said.

"No one asked you, Finn. Everyone knows that Rachel is your favorite." Mercedes protest.

"That's not true." Dad shakes his head.

"No, it's true– you give that skinny, Garanimal-wearing ass-kisser everything! And, you know, for two years, you know, I took it. But not anymore! I'm done!" Mercedes yelled then turn around and pushes the music stand to the ground and start walk away until she turn around at us. "You know, I've outgrown you. I've outgrown all of you." Mercedes glares at us.

"Mercedes! You walk out that door, you're out of Glee Club." Dad yells.

Dad yelled at Mercedes then walk away from the auditorium. I never seen him being so mad like that before. Even he never yell at me like that and this is little bit scared me.

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I'm laying down in my bed with Brown on my chest and Mike lay down next to me. My dad is downstairs and now there is only two of us in my room.

"Do you think that it will be cool if I put little stars light up there?" I ask Mike and points to the roof.

"Yeah. The one with glow in the dark. So you will feel like you're sleeping under the stars." Mike nodded.

Suddenly my alarm is ringing. I stand up from my be and walk to my table and take my vitamin and medicine and drink that.

"What's that?" Mike sit down on my bed and asks me.

"You have a disgusting girlfriend who has to drink vitamin and medicine every day." I simply said.

Mike stand up from my bed then holds my hands then go back to sit down on the edge of my bed while holding my hands as I'm standing in front of him.

"You said that you want to get better right? Babe, looking at you drink your painkiller like that, it looks amazing not disgusting." Mike says to me.

"Are you sure?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Yes." Mike nodded. "I love you for the way you are. I accepted you for the way you are. Besides, looking at how Mr. Schue really loves you makes me dont wanna lose from him. I know he is your father but I wanna be your number one." Mike grins at me.

"You're my number one boyfriend." I chuckle. "My parents doesnt have the same illness like I did by the way."

"But what I know that your ashtma is an illness that come from parents. I mean, if one if your parents..."

"I was adopted." I cut him off and let my head down.

"What?" Mike frowns at me.

I let out a sigh and sit down next to him. "That was the truth that I was going to tell you." I said to him.

"You never told me that." Mike says to me.

"Never told anyone that except you. And only my parents and my grandparents who know that. Nobody knows except that. I just found out when my parents divorced. They were having argue about my custody then it just come out."

"Do you know who your real parents is?" Mike asks me.

"No." I shake my head. "Even dad didnt know that. He said that him and my mom just brough me out from the hospital when I was two weeks old. I even wasnt a baby patient in that hospital. Someone just put me there and wrote down my birthdate on a paper and placed it near me."

"But Mr. Schue really loves you. You're everything for him." Mike says to me.

"Yeah I know that. He even mad at me during the acceptance week, I was about to wear a tshirt wrote 'adopted' word then he found that. Since I found out about me, my parents never want to talk about that anymore. I'll always be their daughter no matter what. And that's the thing that made me feel grateful. I mean, my real parents might threw me away. But I got the best one to raise me up." I half-smiled at Mike.

"I'm so proud of you." Mike smiles at me.

"Why?" I raise my eyebrows.

"You're brave enough to told me who you are. I mean, we both know that we just teenager in high school and we are not getting married." Mike chuckles.

"I just wanna be honest with you. Besides let your secret go it feels so much better. I mean, you can try that too. Being honest to your dad about who you are." I said to him.

"I will try my best to tell him. Thank you so much. You are really the best girlfriend ever." Mike smiles at me then hugs me.

I just hug him back. Hug him really tight. I just hope that maybe after this, Mike cam consider to tell his father the truth. Just like I told him who I am.

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Today is the day when all the cast for West Side Story will be publish. I'm walking down in the hallways and looking for Mike because I'm really sure that he will get the part.

Well, I guess I know where is he. In the dance studio. I turn my way to the dance studio then standing there in front of the door as I see Mike is dancing with a woman who I bet is his mom because they have similar eyes. Well, I also have same eyes colour like my dad.

I'm still standing there and cross my arms on my chest and smiling looking at them. I guess Mike already told his mom the truth about who is he and this is such a good first step.

"What are you doing there?" Mike turns his face at me and stop dancing with his mom.

"I was about to yell at you because you danced with another woman but I changed my mind." I giggle.

"Come here." Mike chuckles then takes my hand and let me in. "Mom, this is Paris Schuester. She's the most amazing girl in the world. Or you can say that she is my girlfriend." Mike introduce me to his mom.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Chang." I smile at her.

"Such a very pretty girl." She smiles at me and rubs my cheek. "Nice to meet you too." She said to me. "Why you never tell me that you have a girlfriend?" She turn her face at Mike.

"I was about to tell you and dad everything after I get tha part." Mike says to me.

"Uh..umm..I dont mean to get into the business but we have to go. I asked coach Beiste and she told me that the cast will be publish right now." I said to Mike.

Mike just turns his face at his mom then his mom nodded. "Yes, you can go."

"Thank you so much, mom." Mike smiles at her and hugs her.

I'm just smiling at them then Mike takes his ransel and bring me out from that dance studio and having his arm around my shoulder and I just put my hand around his waist.

"Seems like someone just being honest to his mom." I turn my face at him.

"Yes, you're right. You were right about everything." Mike smiles at me.

I just smile back at him as we both keep walking in the hallways and Artie just put the cast result on the announcement board.

Mike and I walk closer to that paper and we both read it together and he got the part. He got his part as Riff.

"You got it." I smile happily at him and hug him.

"I know. I got it." Mike hugs me back and swing me around.

I'm sure that Mike can get this part and he got it. I'm so proud of him. He is like the best friend boyfriend that I ever have in my life despite of he is my first one.

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