This is my first fanfiction so don't judge too harshly :)

I had this idea and had to get it out into the open! There is way more to it than this

Blaine Anderson was walking passed the choir room when he heard someone playing the piano. He stopped in his tracks and

backed up slowly to see who was playing. He recognized the song that was being played. It was Teenage Dream by Katy

Perry. Memories of Kurt immediately filled his mind, but he quickly shook the thoughts out of his head and looked into

the choir room. Sitting at the piano was a curly haired boy with tan skin who was too lost in playing that he did not

notice Blaine watching him. Blaine watched in awe at how the boy played. Not missing a single note,except one, as he

played the song so swiftly. Blaine was slowly walking toward the piano when the the boy stopped playing and spoke. "Do you want to take a

picture?" the boy said as he turned to face Blaine with a smile. "What?" Blaine was taken aback. "You were standing there so long you might as well

have taken a picture of me playing." the boy said. "Oh," Blaine said. "I didn't mean to stare. Your playing was so good." "Well, thanks." the boy

said. "Except," Blaine said as he sat next to the boy on the piano bench. "That you missed the B minor chord in the chorus."

Blaine played the chord. "See?" The boy seemed mildly interested. "Sorry," Blaine said. "It's just that this song is special to me and I love to play

it." There was a short silence

between them. "I'm Blaine by the way." Blaine said as he held out his hand for the boy to shake. The boy grabbed Blaine's hand and

shook it. "Yeah, I know." the boy said. "I only have you for three classes and sit behind you." "Really?" Blaine asked. "I never noticed you." "Wow,"

the boy said sarcastically. "Thanks." "I didn't mean it in a bad way." Blaine said trying to save himself. The boy chuckled. "Yeah, I know. I'm just

messing with you." There was another silence. "I just moved into Lima about two weeks ago." the boy said. "From where?" Blaine asked.

"Columbus." the boy said. "I was sent to live with my Aunt and Uncle." "What happened to your parents?" Blaine asked, his curiosity peaking. The

boy was silent for a moment. "I don't like to talk about it. I'm Matthew by the way." "Nice to meet you." Blaine said with a smile. "I think I should

just let you know right away that I'm gay." "Yeah," Matthew said as he touched the keys of the piano. "I kind of figured." "What do you mean?"

Blaine wrinkled his eyebrows. "Well," Matthew started. "Sometimes you wear shoes with no socks, pants that look too tight for any guy to wear and

they don't even cover your ankles, and sometimes bow ties." "So?" Blaine said. "So," Matthew continued. "My cousin dresses the same way you do

and he's gay so I just put two and two together and it turns out that my assumption was correct."

Blaine was speechless for a moment and then said with a smile, "Well, your cousin has a great sense of style." Matthew smiled and said, "Yeah,

sure." Just then his phone rang. he took it out of his pocket to see who it was. *Eli C.* "Well, I have to go. My cousin is here to pick me up."

Matthew said as he put his backpack on. "Aw, why?" Blaine asked. "I have to tutor someone." Matthew replied. "Who?" Blaine asked. "Why do you

need to know?" Matthew said as he headed to the door. "I'm just curious." Blaine said still sitting on the piano bench. Matthew stopped and turned

to look at Blaine. "If you must know," Matthew said. "I tutor Brittany Pierce." "I didn't know Brittany had a tutor." Blaine said.

"Well, she does." Matthew said. "She said she needed one since she wanted to make sure she passed this year. She asked

me right after she asked if I had elves living in my curly hair." Blaine laughed. "Yup that sounds like Brittany." "Well, see you around Blaine." With

that said, Matthew turned and walked out of the choir room. Blaine didn't know what it was about Matthew that he found so intriguing. They had

only talked for about three minutes,

but he felt like he needed to know more about Matthew. He wanted to know his story.