It was a Wednesday. It started out like any normal Wednesday morning; Blaine and his classmates were falling asleep to the voice of their English teacher, who was reeling off another one of his stories about how his dating profile had yet another view. Blaine was slumped over his table. His arms were crossed with his head resting over them, as he stared up at the clock watching the minutes tick by before he could be out of the drab classroom and with Kurt.

It wasn't long since Blaine had transferred from Dalton to McKinely to be with Kurt. He had to admit that he missed his old school: the rules, the blazers, the warblers, but in particular his friends, whom he hasn't seen in ages. Wes and David hadn't called him in weeks, he wondered what they were up to, how they were coping without him there to keep them all out of mischief. He made a mental note to call them for a catch up as soon as he could, before he was bought back to his English classroom by the sound of his teacher slamming the books he had been holding onto the front desk. He'd obviously finished his rant about why women didn't seem to like his profile picture on the dating website, so Blaine tried to tune in and listen again to his speech on why Macbeth is classed as 'one of Shakespeare's best plays' or something.

Luckily for Blaine, the bell soon sounded to signify the end of class. Picking up his bag and coat from the back of his chair, Blaine made a hasty exit to the door before heading to his locker. On his way, he bumped into Tina, who greeted him with her usual cheesy grin and "hello Blaine".

"Hey Tina," he smiled back putting his arm over her shoulder and pulling her into a quick hug before carrying on down the hall with her.

"So, I was thinking…" she began and Blaine sighed knowing that she needed a favour. She reeled off about how her and Mike were planning to go to the cinema but he pulled out at the last minute and how much she would love to see the new film but can't find anyone else to go with.

Blaine smiled at his friend's enthusiasm and agreed to go to the cinema with her, as long as she bought the popcorn. They arranged to meet outside the choir room after Glee club. They met Kurt next to his locker and both stopped for a quick chat. Kurt was putting his books back inside his locker whilst he greeted Blaine and Tina. Shutting the locker, Kurt linked arms with both students and the three of them continued down the hall.

"Kurt, Blaine and I are on about going to see The Adventures of Tintin tonight. What d'you say?"

"Tina's buying the popcorn" Blaine interjected with a grin on his face, squeezing Kurt's arm.

"I'd love to, no really I would" Kurt said at Tina's look of disapproval, "It's just I have plans with Burt and Carol tonight. I've been promising for ages that I'd cook them my new…"

Kurt was cut short by the smirk on Karofsky's face as he walked straight towards them in the hallway. Just as he was about to turn to Blaine and whisper his confusion at Karofsky's actions, his question was answered. A slushy cup appeared from behind his back, clutched in his right hand. The cup was lifted into the air just as Karofsky reached the three students, before a squeal from Tina and the splash of the red ice hitting her face, covering her and half of Kurt.

Karofsky walked straight passed, laughing vindictively. Kurt followed him and twisted his body to shout "What is WRONG with you?" to which Karofsky replied by throwing the actual cup at Kurt.

"Tina, are you ok?" Blaine rushed to her side before attempting to scrape the ice and red dye from the top of her dress.

"He's such a bully," Tina cried, spitting out ice from her mouth and scraping her clothes, before turning to Kurt and apologising as some of the ice had hit his face and jacket too.

"It's ok, Tina. Let's just get you to the bathroom, and get cleaned up," Kurt led Tina over to the girl's toilets. Blaine followed, being careful not to slip over on the trail of red ice that had been left on the floor.

The bell sounded for the start of Glee club, so Kurt quickly turned to Blaine, "you go ahead, tell Mr. Schue what happened. We won't be long" Blaine nodded in agreement at his boyfriend, not really listening, but instead admiring Kurt's helpfullness. He squeezed Kurt's shoulder, being careful not to show too much affection, after the incident with Karofsky when Blaine first moved here was clearly not over yet, before shouting towards Tina who was in the bathroom that he hopes she's ok.

"Thank you," she shouted from inside as Kurt disappeared into the toilets. Blaine watched him disappear and marvelled at how unselfish and kind his boyfriend was, before setting off towards the choir room.

When he reached the choir room, he was greeted by Mr Schue, who after Blaine had told him what happened between Karofsky, Tina and Kurt, ushered the group to their seats, mumbling about Figgins and his 'lousy no bullying policy'.

After a quick introduction to this week's assignment (which just so happened to be rock and roll for the third time this year, Blaine thought with a smirk, the choir room broke into a flurry of music, singing and dancing. Brad and the band played, what Blaine thought was the most notorious rock song of all time: Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen. As Blaine lost himself in the movement and the lyrics of the song, dancing around Rachel, spinning her under his arm, then turning to Santana and playing air guitar with her, alongside Finn and Mike, the mood was light and free. Looking around the room, each of his classmates and friend's faces were happy and content, as they sang along.

The only thing Blaine thought that could make this moment even better, was if his boyfriend was there to join in with it all.


During all of this singing and dancing, nobody had notice a tall hooded male enter the school at the other side of the building. Nobody noticed as he walked through the hallways, among the groups of other students who were standing around chatting and waiting for their friends. Nobody noticed the gun he hid inside the front pocket of his jacket. And nobody noticed when he took it out, aimed it and fired.


A.N - Reviews would be great so I can carry this story on knowing that you want me to, thanks!