Miss Misery
*AUTHORS NOTE- Ok so I'm using some characters and plot lines from my fiction Dalton Girl (Sunny Deidra, and the roommates plot line) and KeriLin's (Jack and Scott aka Grasshopper) because I love them SO much. Just wanted to let you know. *
Chapter One
~~~KURT~~~
"Okay so I'm moving in with Oakley because Sunny's cousin is moving to Dalton and she can't be alone. So I have to stay with her, and since there are no rooms available and Jeff want's be to with Blaine because he's depressed and alone I get to move in with Oakley. Am I right?" I asked trying to process the situation. Oakley was nice. I wouldn't mind rooming with him. He was tall, skinny, bleach blonde, with a goofy grin, an eccentric personality, and a really kind heart. What I did mind was not sharing a bed with Blaine. My zoning was interrupted by Blaine saying "Yeah…" searching my face for any sign of divaness and or rage. "And who is your cousin Sunny?" I asked absentmindedly. "Oh you're gonna love this, we don't call her by her real name… most people call her… drumroll please… THE MISERY!" Sunny shouted shaking my shoulders. "WAIT! AS IN THE MISERY? IS GONNA BE MY ROOMATE!" I shouted. "I hope you're not mad, you know I love you babe," Blaine said with a worried expression. "MAD? YOU MUST BE JOKING! I'VE HAD TWO FAMOUS ROOMMATES IN ONE YEAR! I'VE BEEN IN A MAGAZINE! THIS IS FREAKING AMAZING, SHE'S ALMOST AS FAMOUS AS GAGA AND I LOVE HER ALMOST AS MUCH!" I continued to shout. Blaine looked relieved. This was gonna be amazing.
~~~OAKLEY~~~
Ok. So I'm just dancing around in my room with my shades on. Kurt just moved in. We are gonna have a new roommate very soon. Our roommates a girl (boohyah!) and Kurt's been holding out on her name. What's with that? I'm pretty sure the last time I checked he was gay so he can't have dibs. "So are you gonna tell me this chicks name?" I asked getting more curious by the minute. "Alright, alright, I'll tell you… drumroll please!" Kurt said excitedly. "Your new roommate, is none other than The Misery herself!" he shouted. "Very funny Kurt, seriously who is she?" I rolled my eyes. "So am I, but her name is Macy Aerondaille Deidra for school purposes, Deidra, like Sunny Deidra, cousins, FAMOUS cousins!" Kurt shouted dancing around with me. "WAIT SERIOUSLY? THE MISERY IS GONNA BE MY ROOMMATE? OH GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH, I LOVE YOU!" I shouted. My roommate, Miss Misery, roommate, as in I have a better chance with her. YES! Just then she walked through the door, many Warbler's carrying her expensive things. "Alright boys, in here," she said gesturing towards the open door with her hand. She reached her hand out. "Hi I'm Misery, you must be… Whitman, Oakley… hmm not a bottle blonde… most likely eccentric, but goofy and sweet, hot and totally my type," she said all in one breath. Did she just profile me? "Absolutely correct," I said kissing her hand. I realized I was still wearing my shades… might as well make it work. "I like your smirk, is it real?" she asked looking at me with mock innocence. "I like that you're looking at me, do you like what you see?" I asked still smirking. She snorted and turned. "Ah, Hummel, Kurt, gay, sweet, sassy, loving the attitude, sexy boyfriend and not so bad yourself, best singer in Warblers, and a friend of my cousin," she said giving his shoulder a playful shove. "Oh, thank you so much, you're pretty great yourself," Kurt's voice went an octave higher like it always does when he's excited. Just then Blaine and Sunny waltzed in. Sunny pulled Misery into a hug and Blaine pulled into a kiss with Jeff still on his arm. Poor Jeff… so depressed and alone. "Anderson, Blaine, gay, proud, extremely dapper sexiness, boyfriend is pretty hot too, lead singer of Warblers, never gonna be as good as Kurt, friend of my cousin. Deidra, Sunny, my sweet, sweet little cousin, very famous and very pretty, but still far too boyish sometimes, how are you my darling? Good, great. Warbler, Jeff, obviously not a bottle blonde, with eccentricity that is being masked by his current depression due to loss of a girlfriend, backup singer in Warblers, great dancer, and totally not my type." She rambled. "Um… whoa?" Kurt asked shocked at her instant profiling. "So what's your real name sweet thang?" I asked as smoothly as I could. "Macy, Macy Deidra, you can call me Missy if you like," she said apathetically. "You're hiding the middle name!" Sunny shouted playfully. She rolled her eyes. "Ugh… Macy Aerondaille Deidra… there happy…" she said still apathetic. "Very, I'd be even happier if you accompanied me to dinner tomorrow night," I said till being smooth as possible. "I'd be equally as happy as you," she confirmed and continued to unpack her belongings. This was gonna be great.