I wanted to write this ages ago but didn't quite have the time. I'm not sure whether I'll continue so, if you like this story, please review and let me know, i'd appreciate it. So this is set just after 4x07 when Blaine was considering transferring only in my version, he proceeds and does indeed move. Enjoy!
He should feel awful. Or guilty. Or upset. Or something. But as Blaine leaves the New Directions and his former home that was McKinley High School, he just feels nothing. Nothing but a dark, empty lonliness seeping across his body. He glances back at a place where he used to feel special and important, but it meant nothing now. Kurt had moved on, and so should he. He needed to finally regain his true self in the only way he saw fit. Dalton.
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Blaine's eyes focus on the table. A pensive silence fills the air and Blaine's father glances down at his son. He wished that things were easier on Blaine, more like Cooper's childhood. Coop had everything a man would have wanted and look at him now! A commecial legend. But Blaine wasn't the same. He was controlled by a strong mind and a compassionate heart, unlike his elder brother who was guided by a winning smile and iron fist. Although they were similar in passion and drive, they differed on outlook and their approach to life. Blaine had heart, Coop had the head. But which was the right one?
"You start Monday, uniform's in the spare room." Blaine's dad responded flatly, leaving Blaine alone once again.
It's only short but I'll write a second chapter to get the feel of it soon... x
