Hi thur! This is my first Glee story. I rarely use Fanfiction, but I thought, whatever. This will mostly be a Blaine story... for later reasons. It's not entirely a love story but it will have some... squishy love problems ;) Anyways enjoy, and if i somehwhat forget to add another chapter here, check out my quizilla account, weirdchick14.
"You're coming here to Lima? That's fantastic!" Quinn squealed onto her cell phone. She and a few others were in the choir room for Glee club after school on a Wednesday. She felt a little fortunate that Mr. Shue wasn't in the room, so she was able to talk to her childhood friend from the town she used to live in, Worthington. "You're actually moving here? Today? Angie, I can't wait to see you."
"Blondie, what are you possibly yapping about?" Santana asked as she and Brittany entered the room.
Quinn covered her phone with one hand. "Girls, remember Angie?"
"Double A? Awesome Angie?" Brittany wondered aloud. "Lord Tubbington remembers her!"
"Yeah, she's moving here and will be going to McKinley with us," Quinn smiled brightly. Santana crossed her arms and nodded in satisfaction. "She asks if we can come meet her in the airport."
"Sure when?" Santana questioned.
"Tonight," Quinn beamed.
"Alright," the Latina smirked. The 3 Cheerios chatted amongst themselves and they all took turns talking to Angie on the phone. "Ok bye, hun." Santana closed the phone and gave it back to Quinn.
"I'm sorry, who is this Angie you speak of?" Rachel asked from her seat, having one arm linked tightly with Finn's.
"Why would you care, Man hands?" Quinn grumbled.
"I'm pretty sure you don't know her, midget. This girl got swag, and what do you have? A boyfriend that doesn't even have any for himself," Santana replied with her usual attitude.
"Really? You got to bring me into that?" Finn sighed, glaring at Santana.
"No need for harsh words," Rachel growled. "I was merely asking what all the excitement is about for just one girl. Forget it." She turned all her attention back to her tall boyfriend as if nothing happened.
"Is this Angie chick going to join Glee?" Mercedes asked the former Cheerios. She was sitting next to Tina and Kurt.
"She should, she got an amazing voice," Quinn praised. "I knew her since I was younger. She was so sweet to me when I was… uh chunkier."
"Cough Lucy Caboosey cough," Puck purposely 'coughed'.
"Shut up, Lima Loser," Quinn scoffed. "How about you and your stupid Mohawk get out of the conversation, hm?"
Puck ran his fingers through his short hair, with a fake pained look on his face.
"Hey my hair don't need to be insulted," the bad boy muttered. The room filled with light laughter.
Mr. Schuester bolted through the door due to his lateness. Everyone settled down, darting their eyes to the adult, ready to get through the rest of Glee club.
"Haha Lucy Caboosey is coming. Hold on to something,I think there's an earhquake!" one boy mocked. Everyone in the hallways of Belleville Middle school roared with laughter and pointed at the round, zit covered girl as she made her way to her locker. A tear slipped down on Lucy's face as all her classmates made fun of her. She never wanted this kind of attention, she just wants to fit in. But no, everyone has to look at her like a freak. She grabbed some notebooks she needed for her next class. Once she graduates from middle school, she and her family are moving. Thank goodness, she promised herself she will do anything to change all this, and she won't be Lucy Caboosey ever again.
One kid slammed her locker closed and thumped the stuff off her arms. The laughter grew stronger. She bent down to pick up her things, just wanting to be in the safeness of a classroom. Suddenly she sees a pair of hands helping her pick up some of her paper. She glanced up and saw a girl with brunette hair and light chocolate brown eyes, clearly asian. The girl smiled at her sympathetically as she gave her things to her. She was clearly a new girl, she has never seen her before. "Everyone is so mean to you," the girl said softly. "You don't deserve anything like that." For once in the school year, Lucy gave a real smile.
"Thank you, you're the first one to ever be nice to me. But next year, I'm moving and I'll be away from everyone. I just hope I'll be able to survive it," Lucy responded, both of them standing up.
"Then, I'll help you survive. I'm Angeline by the way," the brunette introduced herself.
"I'm Lucy. Just Lucy," the other brunette muttered.
"Nice to meet you," Angeline grinned.
"Hey, new girl, why are you talking to Lucy Caboosey?" one from a group a girls snapped. "Someone like you shouldn't be talking to her."
"Well I want to, and if you have a problem, deal with it," Angeline snarled. The group gasped at her behavior and stomped away. She turned back to Lucy. "Come on lets get to class. By any chance, do you know where Miss Jackson's class is?"
"Yes, I have her right now." The 2 girls walked down the hallway, blabbering away about each others, becoming instant friends.
"Leave her alone Candace! Angie screamed. Lucy sobbed uncontrollably as Candace and a few of her mean friends tore more into Lucy's self-esteem. "Why do you have to be?… A butt trumpet?" (a/n: anyone see a reference?)
"A butt trumpet? You're so lame, Angie. How about you actually join us. It's the most normal thing to do in this school. Lucy is an ugly, fat girl. It's natural," Candace sneered, gripping tightly onto one of Lucy's pigtails.
"No it's not natural and who wants to be normal nowadays? Now. Leave. Her. Alone!" the young Filipina shrieked as she jumped onto 2 of the mean girls. They were right outside of the middle school, at the end of the day. They were near the bike racks. Lucy and Angeline were just walking home until the group of girls jumped on them.
"Angie, be careful!" Lucy yelled to her. Oh she was, she can handle a simple fight, she had done so back at her old school. She took one swipe of her fist, and it quickly connected to Candace's face. The older girl toppled over and fell against the concrete ground. She immediately started to cry.
"You punched me!" She cried. She stood up and ran, followed by her terrified pack. Lucy smiled and hugged her only friend.
"You were amazing!" Lucy stammered.
"No one should mess with you when I'm around," Angie stated as she wiped her hand on her floral blouse. "We should go to the park. We need to relax."
"Alright," the other girl agreed. The 2 walked for approximately 10 minutes to the park near both of their homes. The sat under their favorite tree next to the park's man-made lake. Lucy glanced at the green grass and started to tear up again.
"Luce, what's wrong?" The darker skinned girl asked her friend.
"I'm moving once school ends and that's in a few months. You have made my life here livable… But I still get emotionally abused everyday and I have to go. You became my best friend, I'm going to miss you," the chubby girl sputtered, wiping away the tears with the back of her hand. Angie pouted and patted her on the back.
"Well at least you'll be a lot more happy. You deserve to be happy. It doesn't matter what other people say, you're beautiful on the inside."
"Why do you help me though? You can easily make it as the most popular girl in the school but you chose to hang out with me."
Angie sighed and glanced out to the shimmering water of the lake, thinking back in the past. "I have a brother. My parents are divorced, as you already know, and it separated the both of us. I, living with Dad, and he living with Mom. He was heavily bullied because of one little thing about him. You reminded me of him. I couldn't help him because he was a grade older than me. I couldn't do anything, he would go up to me after school covered in bruises. It was so horrible." Angie started cry herself but continued. "I don't want to see anyone treated like that, not when I'm around." She looked back at Lucy, smiling at her warmly. "I don't want you treated like that, you're a really sweet, nice person, Luce." Both of the girls cried but for happiness that they have each other for now. Once they both stopped Lucy requested Angie to sing, the part of her only she knew about.
"Alright, but you got to sing with me," Angie laughed.
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"Angie, you should join choir," Luce chuckled as she watched Angie sing the last note of the song.
"If I have to, you're coming with me," Angeline replied. The two girls laughed and sat under the tree a little longer before going home.
Quinn snapped out of her flashback as she realized that people are finally getting out of the plane. She was with Brittany, Santana, and her mother at the airport waiting for her friends. Her eyes searched through the sea of people pouring out of the exit, eager to find her. Brittany stood on her toes, trying her best to look over them.
(Brittany and Santana met Angeline only 2 or 3 times, but they have kept in touch since they had become good friends after the visits.)
"She'd probably do something extraordinary," Quinn said matter-o-factly.
"Honey, I think I see something along those lines," Mrs. Fabray replied. They saw a neon pink sign above all the heads that read in thick black letters: I AM HERE! Finally they got to see the person waving the flashy sign. Clearly someone Filipino, tan skin, dark hair, and bright brown eyes. Her hair, also with it being a dark brown, it was wavy and it reached her shoulder, plus it had stylish red-violet highlights. She had on a spring-y dress that loomed over her knees with hi-top converse. Her funky style matched her personality completely. .com/finally_came_back/set?id=34578013
"Angie!" the three girls shouted in unison. The brunette glanced over and smiled joyously. They ran and collided into a group hug, which the Lima girls rarely tend to do.
All the girls, with Angie's 3 bulky bags in the back of the car, talked the whole time in the car. They had heated conversations about what they forgot to tell each other through the phone or face book. Then an interesting topic popped up.
"And I'll be living with my mom and brother for the rest of my high school years, visiting my dad in Worthington on most weekends," Angeline explained to her friends.
"So you're staying in Lima with your mom and bro. And you're last name is Anderson. So you're Blaine's sister?" Santana asked, figuring this out.
"How do you know my brother's name?" Angeline questioned her.
"We know him," Brittany smiled. "I want to have Warbler babies with him." Angeline raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Umm, weird but you do know that he's gay right?"
"Yeah, he's dating one of our friends," Quinn answered.
"Honey, here we are," Mrs. Fabray announced from the drivers seat. Angie stared at the house that they parked in the driveway of. She gulped at the place that she only came to a few times. "You don't look so excited."
"No, I truly am! It's just that I'm nervous. I did just talk to Mom only a couple weeks ago," Angie frowned. "I haven't seen or heard from them in 2 years."
"It'll be ok, she is your mom," Quinn comforted. Angie's lips curled into a smile. All the girls stepped out of the car, helping Angie with the bags. When they made it to the front porch, the 3 former Cheerios gave Angie individual hugs.
"We'll see you next week, right?" Santana asked.
"Yeah, I'd be done setting things by then." They girls said their goodbyes and drove away when they got back into the car, Angie watched the car disappear down the street. She sighed and pushed the doorbell. She waited anxiously outside, her hands sweaty from gripping her bags tightly.
The door opened seconds later, revealing a Filipino woman in front of her. The woman gasped and tears started to blind her vision. "Mom…" The woman embraced her daughter in a deathly tight hug.
"It's good to have you in my arms again. It's been 2 years since I have done this," her mom cried.
"Now you'll be able to do this a little more. I'm finally here." The 2 proud Asians brought the bags inside the house, ready to get everything in place.
Despite the time they had apart, it was that very moment that they felt nothing changed, everything was just like before the horrible divorce 4 years ago.