A/N Hi soo here is my first story here I hope you like it, sorry for spelling stupid dyslexia
Pairings: Klaine, Anderberry siblings and little Finchel and Bert/Carole and the berry men.
Rateing: teen
Warnings: homophobia and mild language. (I'll add more if need in new chapters)
Summery: 17 year old Blaine Anderson has been in a orphanage since age 7 ever since his parents died in a car accident picking him up from school. There was a family that planed to adopt him but he came out at age 10 when the family was homophobic. Now the Berry's want a son who is from an orphanage. When Rachel gets home with Kurt and Mercedes for a study session she sees a new face.
Enjoy
"Blaine honey, your parents were supposed to pick you up an hour ago. Do you know where they are?" asked in her typical loving voice.
"no sorry" He answers with adorable 7 year old voice
A knock came from the door. He saw his teacher leave the room for a few minuets coming back looking like mom did when Coop died last year.
"Blaine can you come here please" she tried her best to smile but knowing what she was about to say she was hesitant "you a big boy so listen"
"yes Ms.W I am what do you need I wanna go home?" Blaine asked his innocence making her feel even worse.
"Blaine, there is no more home" She said holding her breath.
"what do you mean are we moving?" he asked confused.
" No, Blaine your parents are …. Dead" she replied her voice wavering.
"No, No how NO I" He said he dropped to his knees collapsing to the floor.
"Blaine, they were coming to pick you up from school when a car drove in to them and they were in an accident" she said collecting the broken boy in her arms.
"I lost Coop now them dose god hate me Ms.W?" he asked in the front of her white blouse now wet with salty tears.
"no Blainey, I will come with you so we can go to you house to get the things you need then we will go see where you can go ok" she asked hugging him tightly.
"ok let's go" he said in a soft tearful voice.
She put him down and he held her hand as walked out to her car. She unlocked the teal jeep putting him in the back buckling him up and slipping in the front herself. She looked in her pink purse for the paper the secretary gave her with his address. Once she found it she drove there in anticipation to see the boy react. She looked back in the rear view mirror and what she saw broke her heart even more. He was sitting looking out at the passing cars tears running freely down his face singing a soft tune.
Once they got there he ran out to the door looking for the secret key hiss mommy and daddy hid in the growing sunflower pot. he reached in and grabbed it and gave it to his teacher and opened the door.
He grabbed his thing in a box and his small backpack.
A scrapbook with everything about his family they finished last weekend
His beloved song book and microphone pen that records songs
His best friend a stuffed puppy that his mom gave him on his 6th birthday saying it reminded her of him.
His baby blaineket a blue blanket with his name stitched on it
And his father's box of music books in instruments and songs he wrote but never preformed.
They left to go in this red building that had the name Westenville orphanage. When they entered this young woman asked them many questions and gave him a room and said "Welcome to your new home Blaine Anderson!"
Blaine woke with a start. He was covered with sweat and his sheets damp me turned over and saw it was only 3:23AM. So he went back to sleep.
10 year old Blaine was supper stoked he actually had a family that was interested in him.
"Blaine before we look at the adoption papers is there anything we should know?" Mr. Matson asked looking at his wife. They were a young couple that can't have children and wanted a son.
"nothing much I love music, sports and I am starting to see what people mean when they say crushes" he said smiling nothing could ruin his day now.
"really now what's her name?" his wife asks smiling sweetly pulling down at her tight black skirt to even out her white blouse.
"his name is Simon" He says excited until he saw a look of disgust.
"I won't be living with a homo" Mr. Matson said standing up and walking out. His wife looked at the main desk and said not today and ran out.
Once again Blaine woke with a start this time he was being shook awake by a hand that led to the dorm leader saying it time to eat. Mornings like this he wonders if he will ever find in a home for him and his sexuality.
He dragged himself out of bed and threw on his uniform and walking to the dining room for some oatmeal that he got every morning. When he entered he got his oatmeal a little brown sugar and sat down at an empty table. He never made friends since he was the gay kid that can't ever get adopted but he could not care less in two years time he will be gone out in the real world and live his life.
He still has to wait for September before his senior year starts then after the summer he is free to live his life. He gets his parents inheritance and will leave Ohio to new York and play his music. For his last birthday the orphanage got him a new beautiful acoustic guitar and now he could play the music his dad left him before he passed away.
After breakfast he went up to his room since it's summer he didn't have classes to attend so he just laid back on his made bed closed his eyes and just thinking of new York and how he will be getting out after ten years.
He sat up reaching over to the box filled with his father's music and picked a book that said queen and opened it to the page he needed a song he felt like all those years ago. High Way To Hell. He palyed the song on his guitar until it was perfect and was about to put it away when the boss of the orphanage came he was a little nerves
"Blaine we have a family that wants to meet you" She said seriously than left.
A/N sorry it was so short it was only 1025 words but it is midnight here so here it is.
Sorry for the cliff hanger but I need to get you at least a little interested so please give me reviews and pleas tell me if I spell things wrong
Love you all
S.A.M
