Hello everyone. This is the re-written version of The kicker, Cheerleader and me. Please like it! :)
It was Blaine's first day at a proper high school, and he was buzzing. He felt all bubbly inside and felt himself wobbling as he walked down the corridors of the science block. Colourful lockers lined the busy hallway. Some painted in bright colours and other's with random stickers covering every inch of the door. It felt so long since Blaine had seen a high school locker. And from what he can remember it was no where as near as creative as this. He was used to dull metallic grey with random dents in the middle, not this. Sure Blaine had spent 10 years of his life in school's but never a high school, he'd been home schooled since he was 14 by his mother and various tutors. That had all been fine up until a few months ago when Blaine came out.
For Blaine it wasn't just embarrassing, humiliating and an utterly horrendous experience, but a real eye opener. It showed him for the first time what his parents were really like. They didn't really care about Blaine's emotions or well being, but if he'll be a lawyer when he grows up, with two children and a wife, lying in some cosy home in Westerville. Sadly, when Blaine explained that none of there dreams for him would come true, he found how harsh and judgmental they really were.
The memory of Blaine's mother telling him that 'maybe public school will, I don't know...straighten you out a bit, maybe you could even meet a special girl?
That was the first time, first of many, that Blaine had cried himself to sleep over his parents obvious non expectance of his sexuality. It hurt him.
Blaines mum and dad had said to him to go straight to the receptioners office, Blaine would have listenned to them, if only he knew where the office was. He didnt want to ask anyone for directions so he just wandered aimlessly untill he found the odd sign or teacher to tell him.
Blaine had chosen his outfit the night before, not too out there but enough for him to make an impression. he was wearing light blue skinny jeans and a yellow ralph lauren polo shirt which in his opinion make his eyes pop.
When he finally got to the office he was shocked to see an empty room with no one in it.
"I guess I'll sit here then" Blaine thought to himself lowering his body onto the lumpy brown sofa.
A few minutes passed as more and more pupils scattered past the doorway into whatever room they were meant to be in. The door swung open and a short black man came round the corner.
"Hello, how may I help you?" The man asked polietly.
"Um..my schedule please...Blaine Anderson" he stuttered. The man had a look of utter confusion until a flash of realisation appeared on his face.
"Oh yes! our new student" He'd been searching around a few minutes, in many different draws and cabinets, when he pulled out a blue folder.
"Here we go son" he exclaimed handing Blaine a planner filled with Blaine's timetable. It was definitely helpful, if it wasn't for the fact Blaine had no idea where any of these classes were.
"It'll keep track of your lessons and homework" he explained pointing towards the door. Blaine thanked the kind, but slightly unorganized man and walked out.
"Home room is in MU12?" Blaine thought for a minute." what is mu maybe maths but whats the u for? " Blaine muttered to himself as he continued down completely random hallways. He searched around each building's for a teacher but the bell had already gone. A few seconds later he heard some laughter from around the corner and went to investigate.
He peared round the corner to see a group of 5 students, 3 of them were dressed in identical cheerleading uniforms in red white and black, the other 2 boys wore blue jeans and different coloured shirt, but what really caught his eye was the unmistakeable jock jackets. Blaine thought for a minute wondering if it was best to ask them where he was meant to be. what harm could it do?
As he got closer he could here what could only be the ending of a pretty heated argument.
"Please Britt's, I completely understand but I need to spend time at football practice with the guy, I come to all your cheerleading tournaments" One of the guys reasoned with the blonde cheerleader, his voice was quite and a feminine but held a strong and raspy tone as well.
"Ok, fine. I just miss you after school when you can't come round. I'm sorry" The blond muttered, her head dropped slightly before the jock gently took her into her arms and kissed her on the forehead. It seemed like it was such an intimate moment for Blaine to be watching, but there was three other people watching the exchange. One of them being a loud mouthed Latino
"Hey look who's spying on us, a weird gel helmet hobbit!" She snapped viciously, her brown eyes zeroing in on Blaine. He quickly took a step back as she rounded on him. "What you doing hey greasy?"
Blaine would have spoken up to defend himself if it wasn't for the blond cheerleader to speak up for him. "Don't be mean to him, hobbit's are magical!" She cried, moving away from her 'boyfriend?' to stand next to the short new kid. "Look what you've done, he's all sad now!" Her blonde hair swung back and forth as she bounded back over to her boyfriend. "Help him Kurtie" She begged him.
The boy, Kurtie?, slowly approached Blaine from where he was leaning against the locker. His smile was breathtakingly beautiful and made Blaine's breath hitch as he stopped right in front of him.
"You lost new kid?" He teased, but not in a rude bullying way, but in a kind and friendly way.
"Hi I'm Blaine I was wondering whether you could tell me where MU12 is?" blaine asked confidently. Blaine wasnt a shy person per say he just knew what he was capible of and making friends with the "populars" wasnt one of them
"Yeah its music 12, choir room" Kurt replied.
"Bye hobbit, I'm sorry Santana made you sad!" Brittany exclaimed, giving Blaine a massive smile.
Blaine only politely nodded and left them alone. It was only until he was sitting alone in the choir room did he realise that the jock, 'Kurtie' had been pretty hot. He had spiked up hair and an amazing bone structure. The only thing was that he was on the football team, which meant not Blaine's team or even excepting of Blaine's team. Plus the way he was with the girl completely told him he was with her. Why are all the good one's straight!
The bell then went and Blaine had already packed his back and went off to his first lesson.
After Blaine left the choir room for first lesson, the girls in his home room started talking, or well gossiping.
"He was so hot" Quinn exclaimed bitting her lip. Her blush that covered her face was a dead give away though, of her little crush.
"I know right" Jessica agreed. The other girl Becky just stared at Blaine as he walked off, admiring his glorious ass.
Blaine had found out that the cheerleader Brittany was in his homeroom, something her boyfriend forgot to mention. He'd her where all of his classes were so he was all set for the week. Brittany told him that he could walk with her and her boyfriend to their first class, which was art. Blaine decided that he might actually fit in with the 'popular's'. Well, maybe not the Latino from before, but Brittany seemed so sweet and her boyfriend was just as welcoming. Until they find out he's gay of course
Brittany wasn't one of the smartest people Blaine had ever met but she was adorable and so nice towards Blaine, which is why he was so relieved he had already made a friend on his first day.
"There he is" brittany clapped as they waited outside the choir room. Blaine searched where Brittany was pointing untill he saw the hot jock whom Brittany called 'Kurtie'. He looked so perfect, the scene before him literally broke his heart into a million pieces.
"Hey there beautiful" he laughed picking Brittany up and swinging her round.
"Hi baby, this is Blaine he's in our art" brittany told him. "is it ok if he walks with us?" Brittany asked politely grabbing onto The guys arm
"Of course, you're the new kid right, I wasn't just completely blind and had never seem you before, huh?" he laughed, reaching his hand over to where Blaine's was.
"Um yes? I just started" He muttered shyly shaking his hand pathetically
"Oh good, I'm Kurt by the way" Kurt smiled, this time it warmed Blaine's whole heart, and at several points in there conversation he had to force himself to remember that Kurt's girlfriend was standing right by him holding Kurt's hand.
"So what sport do you play?" Blaine asked trying to make small talk.
"Football, I'm the kicker; only one that can kick in this school" He chuckled using his free hand to stroke the back of brittany's head. His laugh was so undeniably stunning to Blaine's ears.
When they walked into the classroom Kurt saw everyone standing to the sides of the room and a red haired women in the middle.
"All right everyone" She started with a beaming smile. "i'm going to seat you randomly since we have a new pupil today" She told them, the smile still there. A groan escaped the classes lips as they knew only a few people and hated being sat next to complete strangers, Blaine did too. But at least there was a small chance he would be sat next to either Brittany or Kurt.
"Ok then, you and you here, you and you here, you and you here". She continued untill everyone had someone next to them. Blaine was coincidently sat next to Kurt which he secretly loved.
"Now art" She exclaimed clasping her hands together.
"Draw a portrait of each other!".She told them handing out pieces charcoal and rubbers.
"Make sure to capture their true beauty". She sung as she whisked around the room
"What do you think shes on?" Blaine asked sarcasticaly earning a laugh to escape kurts mouth.
"So lets see that true beauty then!" Kurt laughed. is he flirting? he isnt...is he?
The ironic thing was that Blaine's parents had sent him to public school to 'straighten him out' and maybe to find a girlfriend, funny how everything went in the entirely opposite direction. Oh well, Blaine didn't care. In fact he could sit all day staring at Kurt's angelic face. He hoped the bell would never ring.