My first Glee fic! That I've published...
Criticism is good. I love Glee. I hope you enjoy.
I do not own Glee or the characters or the setting or really anything.
I do enjoy them, though.
P.S. It's come to my attention that Glee probably meets during an actual class period, but in this fic it's still a club, as in after school.
"Kurt!" Rachel yelled down the hallway; her hand cupped around her mouth for dramatic effect. Her little legs weren't carrying her nearly fast enough to catch up to her friend, "Kurt!"
Kurt stood to the side of the hallway waiting for her.
Kurt was dressed in a dark grey pullover sweater; his favorite in fact. And paired with a tight pair of jeans; 7 for All Mankind brand, clearance summer sale, and some black boots. Kurt smiled at Rachel and gave a little pivot; he knew how amazing he looked on this first day back at school. Rachel didn't look bad either in a knock-off red dress she'd found at Nordstrom.
"Kurt, you look fantastic. Is that Armani? So listen, I have something very exciting to tell you,"
Kurt smiled at the compliment; his thin, pink lips curling up to reveal tiny, perfect teeth. "Just spit it out, Rachel, it's been almost a whole week since I've heard you gossip," Kurt gave his friend a playful smile which she returned; lacing her arm through his. They continued walking down the hallway together.
"Nonsense, we went to the Lima Bean on Tuesday, remember? And I told you about Sam and Mercedes? Anyway, I talked to Mr. Shue this morning and he told me something very, very interesting."
Kurt rolled his eyes skyward.
"A new student is trying out for New Direction. Today. During Glee club!"
"That's great," Kurt said unenthusiastically. He wasn't very impressed by this bit of information. A new addition to the club either meant another person like Rachel that he had to fight for solos, or just another person to sing his backup.
"And listen, apparently he's a male lead. As in really good. As in able to keep up with me."
This caught Kurt's attention, "How did you find that out, Rachel?"
She blushed and looked away from Kurt's raised eyebrows, "I overheard Mr. Shue talking to Mrs. Pillsbury about a new student. I may have overheard his name. And I may have found his Myspace music page."
"Well, well. Do tell."
"He's amazing. His voice is like a chorus of male angels and he plays instruments, like, 10 instruments. And he writes his own music. Good music. And you remember how much we struggle with that in Glee. It basically brought us down at nationals last year."
"If I remember right, it wasn't our music that led to our downfall."
Rachel blushed, "Okay, it may have had something to do with Finn and I...but honestly, our music was lacking. Jesse said so."
Kurt rolled his eyes again, even more dramatically, "So, who is this boy?"
"His name is Blaine Anderson. He's very attractive. Our bone structures combined would make ideal children, let alone musical ability, that would just be phenomenal-"
"Calm down, Rachel, you haven't even met the boy yet. And you're dating Finn."
"Oh, I know," The far away look Rachel had adapted lately was back, alerting Kurt to the fact that Rachel was slowly disappearing into happy-couple land, "I love Finn. I was just making a logical statement."
"Of course."
"Who knows, maybe he plays for your team." Rachel gave Kurt one of her big, sincere smiles. The kind of smile that makes her nose look bigger and her eyes smaller.
"Don't plant unrealistic expectations in my mind, Rachel."
"This year nationals is ours, and that's a very realistic fact."
Rachel squeezed Kurt's arm even tighter, and they wound down the hallway together. Their conversation easily turned towards the newest Broadway shows and designer clothes, but Kurt couldn't quite get his mind off the topic of Blaine Anderson.
"It's been a long summer, guys, but this year's going to be great!" Mr. Shue smiled at the whole group.
The Glee club members sat around the room in no particular order. The couples leaned into each other, the people going solo had feet propped on chairs and heads against walls, and everyone looked bored. Except for Rachel Berry; Rachel looked ecstatic and her knee kept bouncing against Finn's which was the only thing keeping him awake.
Kurt, in all honestly, just wanted Mr. Shue to stop talking so that they could sing or move or do something. He was all for pep-talks, but it was the first day of school, and no average high schooler manages to get a full nights sleep for the first day.
"We need to start thinking of songs we can perform in front of your peers. I really think we'd benefit from a larger club this year. We need to go out with a bang. For a lot of you, this is your last year before you move on to bigger and greater things."
Rachel's hand shot into the air, "Mr. Shue, I couldn't agree more, and I know the perfect song."
"That's really great. Rachel, but we have a matter of business we need to take care of first. We have a new student who just moved here from San Fransisco and he has acting and singing experience. He'd like to audition for us today."
Rachel clapped her hands enthusiastically and turned in her seat to smile at Kurt, but other than that the room remained silent until Artie spoke up.
"Uh, Mr. Shue, where is the new student?"
"He should be here any minute now."
The club waited for half an hour, during which most members fell asleep. Rachel was in the front of the room now speaking with Mr. Shue about possible song choices. Finn was asleep on his chair; a small trickle of drool creeping from the corner or his mouth. Santana and Britney whispered and giggled in the corner. And Kurt was standing on a chair in the back row watching the soccer team practice through the window.
No one even noticed when the door opened and a short boy with a head of dark, gelled hair walked in. He cleared his throat and the noise echoed through the choir room. Everyone feel silent and turned in their seats. Kurt lowered himself slowly onto his chair and took in the new boy. He was short; certainly shorter than Kurt had been expecting. He wore a plain pair of tight jeans and a black cardigan over his white t-shirt. His tan and blue oxford shoes looked worn yet classy. A guitar pick hung from a silver chain around his neck. But what Kurt really noticed was his eyes. They were an odd shade of brown; somewhere between rich honey and dark chocolate, and even in the school's crappy florescent lighting they seemed to glow with a youthful vitality.
"Hello, Blaine, it's great to see you again. Welcome to Glee club."
"Thank you, Mr. Shuester."
Even his voice is vibrant, Kurt thought; It seemed to bounce across the syllables in an almost lyrical way.
The club went around introducing themselves one by one and when it was Kurt's turn and Blaine's eyes were fixed wholly on him he almost lost his train of thought.
"Okay, Blaine, the floor is all yours. Do you have sheet music for Brad? He plays the piano."
"Oh, no, I didn't bring any. Do you think I could use that guitar?" Blaine pointed across the room to the guitar laying at Puckerman's feet, "I'd have brought mine but half my stuff, including my acoustic, is still in a moving truck somewhere between California and Ohio."
"Sure, dude." Puck hands him the guitar and Blaine adjusts it in his hands effortlessly. The guitar looks like an extension of his body; like it was created for his use alone.
He strums a few chords and then clears his throat and begins. The music is unfamiliar to Kurt and so are the lyrics when they begin to pour from Blaine's mouth, but he does know that the song is perfect and on tune and phenomenal.
Blaine closes his eyes; his eyebrows slanting down to form a V of concentration, and he sings on.
I kinda like it when you don't remember my name
I'm just another face to forget
Hey what time did you say that the end is coming?
I'm not sure I'm ready yet.
The whole room is silent. The walls have never seen such stillness from this group of kids. The only noise not coming from Blaine is Brittany singing along slowly; her high voice adding a beautiful contrast to Blaine's. Rachel's eyes are shining and her expression is caught somewhere in between horror and complete awe. Even Finn looks awake.
Blaine's eyes are open now and his lips curve around the words and into a smile; he can feel the energy in the room, the wonder. His feet shuffle lightly across the floor and his fingers work their way greedily across the borrowed guitar. He is the personification of ease and talent.
California sunshine and Tennessee rain
I'm an East Coast kid with a West Coast way
And I don't mind the weather but I hate the way it has to change
Making out to mixtapes with Limbeck, Katrina, and The Waves
Did I mention how I used to hate that song
Before I met that girl that was in love with The Beatles
Blaine's fingers still on the guitar, and his body stops swaying. Kurt feels as if Blaine's gaze is burning into his. The smile slips off Blaine's lips and the last line comes out strong and steady.
And did I mention that sometimes I'm not right?
The song ends and there's a moment of silence before the clapping starts, but when it comes it's loud. Mercedes and Quinn are out of their seats and Kurt's mouth is still open in awe. All hands are moving enthusiastically. Mr. Shuester claps Blaine on the back and the short boy stumbles a step forward; a wide grin covering his perfect face.
"That was amazing, Blaine, Glee club would be honored to have you,"
Rachel's head bobs wildly in agreement.
"I'm honored to be a part of your Glee club," Blaine gives a wide smile to the whole room. And his eyes linger on Kurt for a moment longer than anyone else.
Mr. Shue is beaming, "This is great! Times up for today, guys, see you all tomorrow! We can't wait to hear more from you, Blaine."
The class is getting up; adjusting bags and clothing. Finn stretches and his hand catches Rachel in the forehead. He apologizes and Rachel rubs it with a frown.
"Homework, guys! I want you all to prepare a song that you believe would be popular with your peers!"
Kurt stands up and walks towards Blaine, but before he can introduce himself the new boy has already handed Puck his guitar and slipped through the door, just as quietly as he came.
Kurt watches through the window as the boy disappears down the hallway. There's a girl leaning against the lockers at the end of the building. She has a mane of brown hair and her eyes are painted a vibrant green with cosmetics. She's wearing a cheetah print tank top and black skinny jeans with rips running down their length. Black lace up boots almost reach her knees. She smiles and pushes her body off the locker when she sees Blaine, and even from this distance her red lips look violent against her white teeth. Kurt shivers when Blaine wraps his arm around her waist and they walk through the front doors of the school together. Kurt recognizes her; it's Mia, lead singer of Lima's most popular rock and roll band. Kurt's only met her a handful of times and she seems like a lovely and immensely talented person, though her style frightens Kurt a bit. But a wave of bitterness still sweeps through Kurt's chest because Blaine's touching her, walking with her. Blaine's with her. Kurt shakes his head and turns away from the window. He needs to clear his mind of this madness. He's been hurt enough times by straight boys to know he needs to keep his distance from this new one, even if he is from San Fransisco and has the voice and fashion sense of a classy 60's music god.
"Kurt, I'm going to the Lima Bean before I head home, you wanna come?"
Mercedes voice jars Kurt from his thoughts.
Kurt turns to Mercedes and smiles, "Of course."
The song in this chapter is Summer Drive Song-Backseat Goodbye.
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