This story was originally part of a series, but I decided to stop writing it on my other account. My other account was Crikut, so yeah. And the title of this book is from a song I really love.
Sex-1975
It's really good! Haha anyway, I'll just cut to the chase.

Chapter 1:

Four years had passed since Blaine's mother had passed. When he was little, he never thought of loosing his parents. Even though he didn't care for his father, his mother made him happy. Blaine was ten when the accident happened.

Crystal Anderson was in a wreck when she got hit by a truck, sliding in the rain. Now that Blaine was thirteen though, he understood why she died. His therapist had told him it was her time, and he accepted it.

He soon met this boy, who said he had feelings for Blaine, when he was in seventh, but Blaine didn't know a thing about dating, so he turned him down. Blaine never thought about what his own sexuality was, but he knew that he wasn't interested in girls, come around his sixth grade year.

The way they talked and acted, he just didn't understand it. So he guessed he liked boys, but didn't know for sure. When he had told the boy, Jared, that he liked boys he didn't know why he was turned down. Jared was a sophomore.

"But, you said you like boys, so why don't you like me?" Jared's eyes were rimmed with tears and his face was in a frown. Blaine shifted from his left foot to his right.

"It's not that I don't like you, because you are nice," Blaine hesitated, pushing his curls off his face, slightly. "it's... It's just that I'm trying to find myself. I mean, we're young." He paused when he saw a look of anger on Jared's face. "Jared, we can still be friends." Blaine opened his arms, being the nice and sweet Blaine Anderson. But Jared just starred at him.

"Fuck you, Blaine. Don't ever talk to me again." He stormed off, leaving Blaine arms still open wide.

Well starting eighth grade, Blaine new he was gay. Once he told his own dad, he beat him and threated to kill him if he didn't change. Well Blaine ended up calling Child Services, and got his father arrested. What he didn't know was that in that resulted him being put into a foster home. So Blaine spent the rest of his eighth grade year at a foster home until one week of summer, he was adopted. His parents name was Louis and Lynn Kiniper, but he asked if he could keep his original last name and they agreed.

Now that he was fourteen and was about to start his freshman year, he was also trying to deal with living with his new parents. They didn't like the way he dressed or had his hair curly, so they made him gel it back and wear vest and bowties. It's not that Blaine didn't like it, though they could use less gel in his hair.

Blaine also had a little brother named Leo. He had blond hair like his parents, but his eyes were a piercing blue, while there's were brown. His hair was always hanging over his face, refusing to let anyone cut it. Leo was only six at the moment, so he was starting his first year of elementary school. He was a good kid, Blaine thought. He could sing very well. Blaine usually spent his time with his little brother up in his room, either playing him songs on the piano they had, or singing to him when he was tired. His new parents seemed to think he was the perfect, gay son ever. At least they didn't mind what his sexuality was.

Weeks later, Blaine got in touch with Jared again, willing to experience what it felt like to have an to be someone's boyfriend.

Blaine sat across from Jared, a smile on his lips, rubbing the boys knuckles with his thumb. Knowing that Blaine was fourteen and Jared seventeen, Blaine's parents were okay with it.

"So I was thinking, after dinner, we could go to my house, maybe watch a few movies?" Jared said, smiling lovely over at Blaine. Before he let Blaine answer he started talking again. "It'll be fun! I'll invite Hank and Ross too, double date!"

Blaine stopped running his thumb on Jared's hand and sat up a little. "I... I don't know,"

"Come on! We've been dating for over a month now, and you haven't been to my house not once. I've even been to yours, even met your new family. You haven't met mine!" Jared pouted.

Blaine rubbed his forehead. Jared was always a whiner, whenever he wanted something, and many times, Blaine has gave in. Maybe he should go, because its still summer, and he didn't have a curfew.

He grabbed Jared's hand again, smiling. "Yeah, I'll come. But Hank and Ross don't need to be there."