It was spring, school had just finished, and I had to find a way to keep myself busy for the next 3 months. I don't know how that's possible considering I'm not the outdoorsy type. The first few days of break were relaxing; I spent all day in my room, on my favourite couch, with a book. What better way to isolate myself from what's going on outside. I couldn't stay inside the house for 3 months, so I decided to see some friends. I called up Santana, Artie, Brittany and Kurt and told them to meet me at Breadstix to catch up, although there was nothing to catch up with, since last I saw them was a week ago. What could be possibly happen in a week?
A lot. A lot can happen in a week. We're at Breadstix, and we've been here for five minutes, and already Artie's showing me a scar he got at CripSkip. All I did was finish my book. I try and avoid the subject, and look at the menu. Santana and Brittany shared Mint Ice cream; Kurt got hot chocolate, and Artie got, well, more breadsticks. I got my favourite a double chocolate cake. As the night went on, and Santana went on talking about what goes "down" at Lima Heights Adjacent, I was too busy planning about what I'm going to do for the rest of the week at home. But then, coming inside the door, was a beautiful boy. Dark hair, bewitching eyes, perfect lips, and a bow tie. He looked like a Disney prince, and a sex god, all at once. I was looking at him directly, not aware of what's happening around me. His eyes were talking to mine, telling me secrets, giving me warmth, sensing me love. He was coming right towards me; he smiled at Kurt and said:" Kurt! You forgot your Marc Jacobs jacket at theatre practice, I thought I could wait until I see you again, but I know how much you love it." Kurt laughed and replied: "I knew I forgot something, but I couldn't tell what it was, thank you for giving this to me." He paused then continued "Oh and these are my friends, Artie, Santana, Brittany, and Quinn." He shook everyone's hand for a second or less, but when it was my turn, he paused, he looked deep into my eyes, and I into his, and it was like I was in a fairytale, like I knew this person for as long as I can remember. "I'm Blaine" he said, I smiled at the ground, then back at him. Kurt told him to have a seat and chat with us. I think Kurt knew I admired him, so he did me a favour by telling him to stick around. Blaine took off his cardigan, and sat in front of my chair. There was awkwardness for a minute, I looked at him for a few seconds, then looked away as soon as he did. But then he muttered: "So Quinn, how do you know Kurt?" And that was the beginning of a conversation that led into hours of us just talking. No one was left on our table but him and me, everybody left because it was getting too late. But I didn't, I wanted to stay in here, with him, forever. It was perfect. I wasn't thinking about yesterday or tomorrow. I was thinking about now. That was all that mattered to me. He looked at his clock and said: "Is it 11 already? Time went by fast." "This was fun, we should do this again" "Before we do that, do you mind if we cruise for a bit? I don't feel like saying goodbye to you now" I smiled, took his hand and skipped out of Breadstix; he opened the door for his car, and escorted me in.