I FIXED A BIG MISTAKE HERE! For some reason (spell check? typo? brain cloud?) I wrote Wilson McKinley instead of William so I fixed it and that's why I'm re-posting this! Sorry but I didn't want people to think I was stupid! :P Thanks NightReaderTillDawn for pointing it out! :)

Hey everyone!

So this is a new story I've started and it's taking me a really long time to write the chapters so don't expect updates very often I'm just warning you of that now!

Just an idea I had floating around but when I started to write I just went insane and I really like it! :) Chapters are longer and in my opinion way better than BFSWF so yeah! I'm kinda proud! :P

I loved Glee on Tuesday! :D So many plot twists... Not going to say anything because I don't want to spoil it for people who haven't seen it but it's totally awesome! ;)

Kay that's all I have! :)

MsTalented25

Disclaimer: I will probably never own glee which is why this is only going in here at the beginning of my stories! I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS (Well except for Blaine's family) I DO NOT OWN MOST OF THE STORY LINES THAT WILL COME UP AND I DON'T OWN ANY SONGS! PLEASE DON'T SUE ME!

Episode 1: Audition

"Let you put your hands on me

In my skin tight jeans

Be your teenage dream, tonight!"

As the last notes of the song rang out through the otherwise silent hall, all the boys held their perfect position for a count of three before collapsing onto various couches, chairs, and in some cases, the floor, all except for one boy that is.

"Okay guys pretty good, but we should run through the number a couple more times, to polish it up." The other boys groaned. "I'm serious! Jeff was behind on the dance moves and Trent you were a bit flat." Their leader said trying to get people moving.

"Wes it was perfect! Just like the last 7 times. Can we please just call it a day?" his best friend complained.

"Guys, if we want to win sectionals we have to be better than perfect!" the boy insisted.

"Sectionals are in like two months, if you work us this hard we're going to lose our voices!" their curly haired soloist argued. "Besides, we don't even know for sure if we're doing this song."

"Fine, but if we lose it's on your head, all your heads!" he said begrudged.

"Gladly!" David said with relief. As most boys started to chat among themselves and slowly drift out of the room, a handful hung back.

"Oh stop your pouting Wes, we practised for nearly two hours." Thad said while the other boy just sorted through paperwork with a frown.

"Who's up for coffee?" David asked grabbing his book bag.

"I'm always up for coffee!" Blaine answered enthusiastically.

"Me too!" Jeff said.

"Then I am too." Nick added from his shoulder.

"Of course you are." Thad mumbled under his breath rolling his eyes.

"Wes?" David asked his friend who was still sulking.

"All right fine." The boy gave in putting his papers away.

"Great, let's go!" Blaine said as they left for their favourite coffee place.

"I'm just saying that there is barely any coffee in that thing! It's a disgrace to good coffees everywhere." Thad remarked, talking about David's fancy little drink.

"Yeah but at least I'm not like Wes. Hot chocolate? Really?" he scoffed.

"Hey caffeine is bad for you okay. Don't insult the hot chocolate!" the boy defended his drink.

"Yeah and his costs like half of what yours does." Jeff interjected. Blaine was just watching them have a heated argument about coffee. Only my friends! He thought. He was glad he could just stay out of the madness and enjoy his medium drip.

"Whatever." David said effectively ending the discussion. "I like the way it tastes, I'm not going to change now."

"So how's the lacrosse team going?" Blaine asked Nick, wanting to change the subject before they could start with topping or milk vs. cream.

"Pretty good I guess. Might not be our best year but the team's never been champions or anything." The boy shrugged. All of a sudden Blaine's phone started ringing.

"Hello?" he asked when he answered.

"Blaine honey! Oh good, where are you?" his mom's voice asked.

"Um, the Lima Bean. Why?" he asked. Sure he was a bit late, but it was Friday and his parents never worried too much, as far as they were concerned Blaine was probably studying.

"Can you get home as soon as possible?" she asked sounding a bit anxious.

"Um yeah, is everything okay mom? Should I be worried?" asked panicking a little.

"Oh no no honey, everything's fine, just come home please." She pleaded.

"Okay, should I bring my weekend stuff?" he asked

"No hun, we'll be able to get it later. Just come home all right?" she repeated.

"Okay mom, I'm coming, I'll see you in a bit." He said.

"Okay, bye sweetie." She replied.

"Bye." He said as he hung up the phone. He then looked up to see five faces staring at him with questioning and worried looks.

"Got to go, sorry guys." He explained sheepishly.

"Why?" asked Wes.

"Don't know, mom just said to come hope as soon as possible." He answered a bit confused himself.

"Do you need a ride?" David offered.

"That would be great, thanks." He said. "Bye everyone!" he called to the group.

"Bye Blaine." They called back in unison, all generally confused.

"So we getting your weekend stuff?" David asked as they walked to his car.

"Nope, just take me straight home." He said with a small shrug.

"Whatever you say captain Blaine!" David saluted and Blaine just chuckled, he was used to this insanity by now.

"I'm home!" he called once David had dropped him off.

"In the kitchen sweetie." His mother's voice called from the back of the house. As soon as he walked in he could tell something was wrong. His father sat still with his face set in stone, his mother's eyes were darting around anxiously while she fidgeted in her seat, and his sister Samantha stared at him just as confused and worried.

"Have a seat son." His dad said gruffly.

"Okay, um is there a problem?" he asked suddenly wondering if he was in trouble.

"Oh no honey! We just have to discuss some things as a family." His mom assured him looking to his sister as well.

"What kind of things?" she asked crossing her arms.

"Well as you know the family business isn't doing that great," their father started. Blaine wanted to interrupt and say he didn't know this because his dad never tells him anything, but he let it slide. "We're not struggling or anything, don't worry, it's just that we bought this house thinking that we would have a higher income so we're going to have to move somewhere more affordable." Blaine was silently processing the information, but Samantha was much more quick to say what was on her mind.

"So we're moving." Their parents nodded. "To where?" she asked not sounding particularly happy.

"Lima." Blaine's dad stated simply. "It's only about an hour drive from here."

"So wait, how am I supposed to get to school? The bus doesn't go all the way out there." Samantha asked sounding distressed. She still went to Westerville's public middle school while Blaine boarded at Dalton Academy.

"That's the thing," his mom said taking an uneven breath. "Even though we're moving to save money it will still cost us, so neither of you will be able to stay at your current schools." She explained giving Blaine an apologetic look.

"What?" he squawked, fear closing up his throat. The last time he had gone to a public school the bullying had literally almost killed him, that's why he had moved to Dalton. He wasn't sure how he could handle going back, even if it was a different school he certainly wasn't naive enough to think things would be any different,

"We know your old school was hard on you Blaine, we understand, but it's been nearly a year I think it's time for you to move on." His father said.

"He had moved on but now you're bringing it back up!" Samantha said through gritted teeth.

"Sam it's fine." Blaine said his voice cracking slightly.

"Honey you would probably be able to go back to Dalton by next year but we need the tuition money for a down payment on the house." His mother said softly putting her hypocritical, two hundred dollar manicured with a designer ring and watch hand over his.

"I know mom, I understand." He assured her not wanting to start an argument. Besides, he could handle a year, less than a year even. "When would we move?" he asked. His parents exchanged sheepish glances.

"We already bought the house. We move in this weekend and you start at your new schools on Monday." His father said looking only at the table.

"Monday?" Samantha asked voice rising along with her anger. "You didn't think to tell us sooner? I'm not even going to get to say goodbye to my friends!" she shouted, angrily getting up from the table.

"Sweetie," her mother said, starting to go after her.

"Don't." she said bluntly before storming off to her room and slamming the door. Blaine sat thinking for a minute before slowly realizing that both his parents were staring directly at him and the room became very awkward.

"I'm going to go check and see if she's okay." He said getting up and taking plenty of time making his way to his sister's room. She could be incredibly unpredictable when mad! He walked into her room and saw her doing push ups, music blaring through her earphones so loud that Blaine could hear it even though he was on the opposite side of her very large room. She was huffing and puffing and working her tail off, which was never a good sign because that's what she does when worried or stressed. She stood up, finishing whatever set of push-ups she was doing, and finally saw Blaine in the doorway. He gave her a look as if to say "Don't even pretend like nothing's wrong." She seemed to get the message because all she did was let out an exasperated sigh and flopped down on her bed.

"Want to vent?" Blaine asked crossing the room and sitting down next to her.

"It's not fair!" he started rambling. "We just got back on our feet! You're happy at your new school and you're safe so why would they want to throw you back into that torture chamber! Moving I can understand, even if I am a bit ticked off that they didn't tell us sooner, but why would they take you away from one of the only places you're accepted? I mean I don't want to scare you or anything but I don't think the schools in Lima are going to be that much different than Westerville. I just really, really, really don't want to see you get hurt again." Blaine listened to this ramble, amazed that it all expressed concern for him. His sister was really one of the most caring people he'd ever met. "You're not saying anything. Aren't you worried?" she asked him softly.

"Yes," he admitted. "But you heard mom and dad, we don't have the money and besides it'll only be a year. I can handle that, and this way I can start fresh! I don't have to tell anyone anything I don't want to." Samantha nodded, calming down. "Do you know which school it is?" he asked curiously.

"No, but we can look it up." She said grabbing her laptop and typed in Lima Ohio, Public High Schools into the search bar. "William McKinley High School?" she read out loud. Blaine shrugged and she clicked on the link to their website. Once they got on they were bombarded by a large picture of a cheer leading squad all in red and white. The head title read Quinn Fabray Re-Appointed As Head Cheerio!

"Cheerio?" Blaine asked.

"It's the name of their squad, I've heard of them they've won like six consecutive national titles. They're coach is supposed to be pretty intense." Samantha explained. She was head cheerleader at her school, but it was only a middle school so they haven't entered any competitions.

"Keep looking." Blaine instructed eagerly. She scrolled down, another smaller title jumped out at him New Football Coach Hopes To Lead Titans To Victory Blaine would never think of joining the team himself, it would probably be to late anyway, but he enjoyed watching the game and hoped this team was good, he had never heard of them so probably not. "Try teams and clubs." He suggested pointing to the menu on the top left of the screen. Samantha obliged then let out a low whistle. There was a huge list of teams and clubs from basketball and football to gardening and AV clubs the school seemed to have everything! There was one club that piqued Blaine's interest a lot more that the others. "Click that one." He said.

"What, the celibacy club?" Samantha teased.

"Glee club!" he said giving her a little shove, she laughed and clicked on the page. Once open it showed two pictures, one of a group of twelve sitting in a large classroom. One boy in a wheelchair was holding a sign that read Glee Club 2009, he couldn't help but notice that there seemed to be a wide variety of people. There were cheerleaders and jocks but also a girl who looked Goth and one who didn't have any fashion sense whatsoever!

The other picture was of the same group of twelve, all wearing matching black and gold outfits and smiling brightly at the camera, Blaine looked at this one more closely. There were six boys, one of which was in a wheelchair and wearing glasses, one who towered over the others with a confident, lopsided grin, another with a Mohawk smirked at the camera. An Asian and a dark skinned boy had their arms slung around each other's shoulders and the last boy was standing tall and beaming into the camera. Blaine took note that he was very attractive and his hair was styled perfectly. He now moved onto the girls. His eyes were drawn to an Asian girl who was standing with her arms around a black girl. The two had obviously been laughing at the time of the picture, their mouths open and eyes squinted. Then there was a short brunette who was standing in the very middle, hands on her hips, eyes looking determined. There was a very pretty blonde girl who Blaine realized when he looked closer must be pregnant. The last two girls had linked pinkies and matching smiles, one was a dark haired Latina and the other was also blonde.

"They look happy." Samantha said echoing Blaine's thoughts.

"They do." He agreed, Sam scrolled down and read the small article on the club.

McKinley High's glee club, The New Directions (stupid name) won their sectionals last year and lost horribly at regionals. They are currently looking for more members to join.

Sue Sylvester highly recommends that if you value your ears and your sanity you will not consider doing this.

Sam snorted with laughter. "Well they certainly have a sense of humour that's for sure." She said. "You should join."

"I don't know." He said a bit worried. He was in his first schools glee club and that was what led to most assumptions about him.

"Seriously Blaine, you're soloist for the warblers, why wouldn't you join?" she asked.

"Well McKinley is different from Dalton, you said it yourself." He answered.

"All right, you see how this glee club is treated and then if things seem fine you join. Deal?" she asked.

"Deal." Blaine agreed.

"So you're leaving?" Wes asked for a third time still not sure he believed what he was hearing.

"Yeah." Blaine sighed sadly, not sure he believed it quite yet either.

"And you're coming back." David repeated what Blaine had told him and some of his closest friends.

"At the beginning of next year." Jeff stated trying to wrap his head around the idea.

"And you're going to a public school?" Nick asked in disbelief. He was also bullied at his old school, although not as badly as Blaine, it was still bad enough for him to transfer to Dalton.

"Yeah I know, but my parents don't have the money to keep me at Dalton." He said sadly.

"Can't you get a scholarship or something?" Thad asked Blaine shook his head.

"You can only apply for a scholarship at the beginning of the year, I checked." Blaine explained.

"Well that's stupid." Wes said. No one else knew what to say so they just sat there in a sad yet comfortable silence.

"We'll miss you." Jeff finally broke it.

"I'll miss you guys too." Blaine said choking up a bit. "You don't know how great this past year has been. I came here broken, ashamed, with no friends, and you guys helped me get back on my feet." He was tearing up a bit by this point but he also saw tears on Nick's cheeks and Wes discreetly trying to wipe his eyes. "I don't know what I would have done without you." He finished with a watery smile.

"You've certainly done just as much for us." Nick said.

"Yeah, you're lead soloist of the warblers and you lead us all the way to regionals last year." David nodded enthusiastically.

"I would've never past algebra without your help." Admitted Thad. Blaine laughed at the memory of trying to teach him all the complicated equations. It had been a struggle but they had ploughed through it!

"Every time I have a date you can give me an honest opinion on my outfit." Wes said. It was true every single time Wes had a date he would run to Blaine for help getting dressed. He heard a car horn honk from the parking lot and looked out the window to see his dad waiting for him.

"That's my ride." He said turning to face his friends.

"Don't go Blaine!" Wes cried dramatically wrapping him in a bear hug as the other boys laughed.

"It's just Lima Wes, I'm not moving to the other side of the world or anything." He chuckled as his friend pulled away with a cheeky grin.

"Take care Blaine." David said giving him a hug and patting him on the back.

"You too." Blaine replied hugging him back.

"Bye Blaine!" Nick and Jeff chorused each hugging him from one side.

"Bye guys." He laughed. "Take care of each other."

"I will, can't say the same for him." Jeff said giving Nick a little nudge.

"Oh shut up!" Nick teased hitting him with a pillow.

"Hey!" Jeff said grabbing Thad's pillow from the bed beside him and hitting back.

"I swear if you ruin my two hundred dollar goose feather pillow of the matching duvet I will not be afraid to personally end your lives!" Thad shouted at the two who were now in a full-blown pillow fight.

"Wow forgot how sensitive Thad is about his linens." Wes muttered.

"Try living with him." Blaine rolled his eyes "Well not anymore." He added sadly. His dad honked impatiently from the parking lot. "Well I guess I'll be going now." He sighed.

"We'll make arrangements for coffee?" David asked.

"For sure!" Blaine agreed eagerly. "Bye guys." He called walking to the door and waving to them.

"Blaine wait!" Thad called flying across the room and giving him a bone crushing hug. "You didn't say goodbye to me!"

"Okay, bye Thad… need… air… Thad! LET GO!" he struggled against the stronger boys grip but all he did was hug him tighter.

"Don't ever change Blaine."

"Okay, I wont… oxygen… important to… survive. THAD!" Finally the boy let go laughing while Blaine gasped for air. "You know killing me won't do you any good." He muttered.

"Au contraire, I would get your vast collection of catchy pop music and bow ties." He said with a smirk.

"Oh what do I get when Blaine dies?" Jeff asked excitedly.

"Nothing!" Blaine said turning sheet white.

"You'll be fine." Nick assured him. His dad honked even longer and louder this time.

"Okay, okay, I'm going jeez!" he muttered under his breath. "See you guys!"

"Bye Blaine!" they all chorused as he slipped out of the door and climbed down the stairs to where his father was waiting for him.

"Hey, I'm ready." Blaine said once he got to where his dad was waiting.

"You certainly took long enough." His dad mumbled. Blaine just ignored this and put his stuff in the trunk before the uncomfortable silent ride back to his house, and his new life.

Reviews would make me really happy! :D

I've also decided to add a "promo" at the end of each chapter so here it goes!

Brittany/Britney

Blaine stood in front of his new locker staring at his schedule trying to figure out where the math classroom is. The secretary was wildly unhelpful and just left him even more confused. He didn't want to ask anyone, which would make his rep as the new kid insanely obvious, so he just sorted through the mass of papers in confusion.

"Need any help?" a voice asked.

Blaine meets a new friend, wonder who it could be?

Till next time...