I don't own Glee or any of the people in it. OMG I wish I did.
(edited to include the above message. Just to be safe)
Rory Flanagan had been in the US for a week and was already starting to find out that it wasn't all Pots of Gold and Rainbows. Talking to Brittany was no help and there was only so many astoundingly stupid questions a person could deal with before even a hot body couldn't keep you focused. History class was drawing to an end and Rory felt like he might as well have been on another planet. A whole new set of places and important dates and wars. With his book back slung over his shoulder and his eyes on the floor Rory made his way to the Glee practice.
"Hey Ror, how was your first week of classes?" Finn asked catching up to Rory in the hall.
"Horrible... Well, mostly horrible. I've got a good grasp on the math. But American English, American History, hell even your measuring standards are all so different. I feel like I'm getting lost."
"That's rough." Finn replied. A Tone of compassion in his voice.
"Today the teacher kept talking about the Gettysburg Address and all I could think of was 'How are we supposed to remember all this?'" Rory was getting himself even further down in the dumps.
"I know! I remember learning about that too. I understand he gave an important speech but isn't it a bit much to need the address?" Finn reached out and opened the door to the music room, holding it open for Rory and following him in.
"Hey guys!" Mr. Shuester said as the door closed behind them. "Now that we have everyone here I want us to split off into groups and work on coming up with songs for our next show. No more then 2-3 people in a group and I want to hear a sample of your favorite song from the list."
Finn signaled to Rory to wait a second and went over to talk Will. "Hey Mr. Shue, Rory is having some trouble with a bit of his work and I was wondering if maybe the two of us could work on that. So I was like, tutoring him." Finn laughed a bit to himself. Tutoring a student was the last thing he ever figured he would be doing.
Mr. Shuester hesitated a moment but could see on Rorys face that he could use the help. Even if Finn ended up as more of a friend then a tutor. "Sure. Go ahead and use the sound room. The sound proofing should be enough to keep our singing from interrupting you." Finn thanked him and began to walk toward the sound booth with Rory in tow. "Oh and Finn." Mr. Shuester called out "I'm proud of you for helping like this."
"Sure thing Mr. Shu." Finn called back. As they closed the door the room was dark. A blind was pulled over the window looking out to the main room and rather fiddle with trying to open it Finn simply flicked on the light. "So where should we start?" he asked.
Flanagan pulled his history book from his bag and set it on the table. "You seemed to know a little about Gettysburg in the hall way. Maybe we can start there."
"OK" Finn agreed. Rory sat down and opened his book, flipping through the pages trying to find the right one. As Finn stood behind him looking over his shoulder at the pages. Stop." Finn said putting his hand into the book to hold the page. "Check her out."
Neither boy knew who the woman was, and neither was interested in reading to find out. The picture was in black and white and it seemed all the woman had blocking her from view was a pair of feather hand fans. The woman in the picture made Rory think of Brittany. Her smile and her body, but then as usual he realized he had lost his chance with Brittany when he lied to her about being Mythical.
"What's wrong man?" Finn questioned.
"Huh?" Rory asked, snapping out of his bubble of depression.
"You were starting to cry. There's still a tear on your face." Finn replied.
Rory Hastily wiped it away. "It's just..." Rory paused. How could he talk about this out loud? And to another guy none the less. Rory felt alone and closed his eyes as they started watering up again. As his head lowered closer to the table he felt an arm around his shoulders. Rory turned his head to look at Finn and found himself inches from the other boy. Peering into Finn's beautiful brown eyes Rory seen a compassion there. Finn opened his mouth to talk, but nothing came out. Their faces moved closer together and soft lips meet. Their eyes closed and for a moment Rory and Finn were all that existed and all that mattered.
As the door opened Finn and Rory quickly parted and turned. Standing in the doorway, mouth hanging open was Kurt. It wasn't an instant later when Kurt pulled himself together, put up his shields and said "Mr. Shuester would like everyone in the main room please." and with a dirty look in the direction of Finn, Kurt turned and walked back to the class.