Blainofsky, Wurt, Luck, Finchel, Sory, Samcedes, Jarley, Tike, Santitney, Wemma, Quartie, Jarmony
CHAPTER ONE: ON THE ROAD...
As soon as I sat down, I put my earbuds in and blasted music from my iPod. As "Smokahontas" started, I looked around the bus. In front of me were Wade and Kurt. Wade had transferred to McKinley only a week ago, and since then, he'd been Kurt's rock after Eyebrows broke up with him. Apparently Fancy cheated on Eyebrows with some random from Dalton. In the seat across the row from me was Eyebrows himself. I felt like I was looking in some kind of funhouse mirror, as Eyebrows also had earbuds in, probably listening to showtunes or something. Sitting together in other seats were Puck and Zizes, Finn and Rachel, Irish Kid and Sugar, Sam and Mercedes, Puny Puck and Marley, Mike and Tina, Santana and Brittany, and, in the very front, Mr. Schuester and Miss Pillsbury. Sitting in the back were Quinn and Artie in their wheelchairs, Teen Jesus, and Harmony.
No one wanted to sit next to me, and apparently, no one wanted to sit next to Eyebrows, either. I decided to lie against my bags and try to sleep. It seemed like a great idea, because it was only seven thirty in the morning, on a Saturday. Most Saturdays, I wouldn't even be awake until two o'clock in the afternoon, but since the glee club was taking a trip to Tennessee until Monday, I'd had to be at McKinley by seven a.m. Yes, I, David Karofsky, joined the glee club. I had to admit, It was kind of fun. I regret bullying them so many times.
Except right now, I wish I could throw one last slushie in Kurt's face.
Sure, I'd kissed him, but right now, looking at the sad expression on Eyebrows's face, I hated Kurt. It wasn't that I liked Eyebrows or anything. I just knew how it felt to feel how he was feeling. I'd felt it when he and Kurt had been together.
I sat up when I realized Eyebrows was talking to me. I pulled my earbuds out and started wrapping them around my iPod. "Hmm?"
"Mister Schue said that we're stopping to go to the bathroom and get something to eat, and we won't be stopping again until ten," explained Eyebrows.
I nodded. "Okay. Thanks, Eyebrows."
He laughed airily. "You know, I have an actual name. It's Blaine, in case you've never picked up on that."
I smirked. "I prefer Eyebrows."
"Why?" laughed Blaine.
I shrugged. "I don't know. Your eyebrows are the first things I see when I look at you, besides the obvious eight pounds of hair gel you use."
Blaine giggled slightly at that comment. "Are they ugly? My eyebrows?"
I found myself shaking my head. "No. They look nice on you, but they would be outrageous on anyone else."
Blaine narrowed his eyebrows and turned his head to the side a bit, obviously confused. "Nice?"
I felt my face turn pink. Had I said nice? I surely didn't mean that. Or did I? I cleared my throat and bit my lip. I shrugged. Clearing my throat again, this time unnecessarily, I leaned forward a bit and lowered my voice. "Listen. I'm still new to this whole out-and-proud thing. I don't know how to say what I want to say. I just feel...awkward."
Blaine smiled. "I'll help you, under one condition."
"And what's that?" I asked.
"You have to call me Blaine," smiled Blaine.
I smiled. "Deal."
We shook hands. I looked Blaine up and down and then developed an idea. "Hey, Blaine, why don't you come sit over here, and we can keep our stuff in those two seats."
Blaine eyed Kurt being in front of my seat. "How about you come sit over here, and I move my stuff over there?"
I looked at Kurt and nodded. Blaine and I both stood up. He gathered his things and thrust them into the seat that I had just been sitting in. I slipped past him and sat down in the window seat. When he was sitting next to me, I smiled at him. "So how are you?"
Blaine eyed Kurt again. "I could be better. How about you?"
"I'm doing pretty good, now," I said quietly. I didn't even think that before I said it. I was definitely hitting on Blaine. I decided to add a smirk to that statement.
Blaine's eyes widened and he smiled. "Wow. That was very blunt of you. It sounds like you do know how to say what you want to say, or did you not want to say that?"
I bit my lip again. For being something I didn't do often, I found myself doing that a lot this morning. "I think I might have wanted to say that. I'm not too sure how I feel about-about you..."
Blaine's smile grew. Our heads both turned to the front of the bus as Mr. Schue started talking. "Okay, guys, we're here. Keep track of time. We're leaving in twenty minutes. Does everyone have a buddy to accompany them?"
Blaine and I looked at each other, and then we added to the symphony of "yeah" from the rest of the other glee members.
We went inside to see a glorious rest area. It was more like a miniature mall than a rest area. There were three stores, a Starbucks, Burger King, Sbarro, and three other restaraunts. Tables were scattered throughout the food court area. Blaine and I decided on Burger King and then sat down at a table in the middle of the room.
Blaine suddenly smiled. "Do this with me. It'll be amazing."
I was confused for a moment, and then Blaine stood up on his chair. "You make fun, yet I'm the one attempting to do some good..."
I smiled, listening to him sing the first part of "La Vie Boheme" from Rent. I stood up on my chair. "Dearly beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyes. Here she lies. No one knew her worth. The late, great daughter of Mother Earth..."
I looked around as the other glee members stood up on their chairs and joined in. The rest of the people in the food court looked around, most of them confused, some of them smiling. Even Mr. Schue and Miss Pillsbury joined.
Since we'd started it, the others let Blaine and I end the song. I suddenly found myself singing "I Should Tell You". "I should tell you I'm a disaster. I forget how to begin it."
Making me smile, Blaine sang, "Let's just make this part go faster. I have yet to be in it."
My heart began to beat faster and faster as the song went on. I couldn't stop singing, and neither could Blaine. The crowd that had just been dancing to "La Vie Boheme" was now standing around our table, staring at us intently.
By the end of the song, we were both standing on the table, our hands intertwined. Feeling that our audience needed a proper ending, I took a chance and kissed Blaine. I felt his lips move against mine. The whole world was quiet except for Kurt gasping and Santana loudly exclaiming, "YES!"
When I finally pulled away, the crowd went wild. Everyone was clapping and cheering. Blaine and I both bowed. I took a quick look around. Every member of the glee club, besides Santana, looked extremely surprised. Kurt had his head buried in Wade's shoulder. I realized that he must have been crying. I shrugged and turned back to the crowd, waving, still holding on of Blaine's hands.
When we got back onto the bus, Mercedes and Wade were both comforting Kurt. Blaine and I looked at each other, then looked at Santana. Santana shrugged. "Don't feel bad. Ladylips couldn't stand his man kissing someone else, even though the Gel Princess isn't his man anymore."
Blaine sighed. He shrugged and then went to comfort Kurt, explaining that it was all for the good of showmanship. Of course he would say something like that. I sat in my window seat and put my head back, drowning out everyone by turning on the loudest death metal on my iPod. I closed my eyes and fell asleep immediately.
