Chapter One:
OOOooooOOOOOooooOOO SUNNY OOOooooOOOOOooooOOO
I hated going to see new schools. I especially hated schools with girls, even though I am. I'll never know why for the life of me, but I just do. My name is Sunny Daedra. Even though Dalton was an all-boys school, I knew with the last name Deidra and a few strings being pulled, I could go to school here. It wouldn't be a problem anyway; I get along with guys great. The attendant who did the tours walked up to me. She looked to my chaperone. "You must be Sunny Daedra's father? You do realize this is an all-boy's academy?" she asked looking extremely confused. "Ok one, when addressing the topic of me talk to me, two, no he's my chaperone, and three, attending an all boy school will definitely not be a problem for me, seeming how I hate girls and can't get along with them. My father is thinking an all-boys academy would be a safe bet. You do know my father right? Of course you do, he Gerald Daedra, who doesn't?" I scowled at her. She was definitely moved by my rant, because she promptly began the tour. Just then a very dapper looking guy came up, a big goofy grin on his face. He was holding a boys hand who looked like porcelain, like me… I look like a china doll too. "Oh, Mr. Anderson, I hate to bother you, but I think it would be best if a student would show Miss Daedra around, she will be attending soon," the attendant said to the boy. He started to laugh. "Mrs. Whitman it's an all-boys academy, how is that going to work?" he asked. I scowled. "I hate girls…" I muttered. He looked amused. He reached out his unused hand, "I'm Blaine Anderson, and this is my boyfriend Kurt, Kurt say hello," he said turning to smile at the boy who was apparently Kurt. "Oh my Gaga, your Sunny Daedra, I absolutely love your clothing line," he said frantic. "Um… they're girl's skinny jeans?" I said questioningly. "Oh, I know, I only wear girl sizes, they're tighter," he rambled. "Merci, I understand, don't think it's weird or anything, but I love gay guys, they're so cool," I started as we began walking.
OOOooooOOOOOooooOOO BLAINE OOOooooOOOOOooooOOO
"Really?" Kurt asked with his humorous mock shock. Almost as shocked as I was when I heard Kurt Elizabeth Hummel SNORT. I mean sure what he said was funny, but Kurt NEVER snorts. NEVER. "So do you like to sing?" I asked her after I got over the shock. "Your Blaine Anderson, you should know this" she said smiling wanly. "What does she mean…?" Kurt asked quietly. "Sunny and I have already met, our father's work together…" I started. "You, and her, and your father's, like her father is a bi-jillionare!" Kurt screeched. We both flinched. Oh great, this is NOT how I wanted him to find out that I was slightly… ok I'm rolling in it. I hate to say it like that, but it's the truth. A truth I despise… "The Warblers are performing today Miss Daedra, would you like to attend?" I asked hurrying her past the hallway camera. "What up with the respect, afraid of the wittle camera?" she asked sounding boyish. "My, how you've changed Sunny… How is your father taking this change?" I asked sounding rude, much to my own shock. "Why do you think he's sending me here, he thought he could change me… sending me to that all-girls school?" she scowled. "It didn't change crap, I'm still a boy at heart…" she mumbled. "Oh how I understand that unfortunately… I swear to you I was supposed to be a women," Kurt said fixing his hair in that "fashionista" sort of way. She laughed. "To answer your question, but only to humor you, yes Blaine Warbler, I love to sing," she said laughing. "Well you should join the Warblers!" Kurt said excited. I could tell he was more excited to have Sunny here than I was. When he figures out one of the many ways we were forced to know each other he won't be nearly as excited…