Chapter 1: The Beginning
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or their characters unfortunately.

As Blaine gazed out the window to the clear blue sky, his mind swarmed with worries and doubts. He wondered if he'd fit it, he wondered if he'd get a friend on the first day, he wondered if the teachers would be nice and he wondered if the other kids would like him. McKinley Elementary School was a big and scary place filled to the brim with big and scary kids ageing from 3-11.

Bewildered, he leaned his head against the car door, closed his eyes and pretended he was on a roller coaster as his mother drove over the pot holes of the road.

Blaine went up and up the tracks with a grin plastered across his face. He stuck his hands up in the air eagerly and felt the wind still cool around him. The cart paused amid the clouds, the track reaching extremely high levels. Blaine felt the weight of gravity, pulling him down with a significant force. The anticipation shot through him and a squeal escaped his lips.

"Blaine!" his mother shouted from the bottom of the roller coaster, rather bitterly for reasons he couldn't understand. Blaine flailed his arms around in attempt of waving. His mother stood with her hip cocked out to the side with her hands resting upon them, with a blasé attitude. She raised her eyebrow and called him again,

"Blaine!"

He opened his eyes and looked around to see that they had arrived. His stomach churned as he looked forward to be met by the concerned eyes of his mother.

"Blaine, sweetheart, we're here." She smiled warmly.

"Okay" he sighed and opened the car door shakily, unbuckling himself and climbing out.

His mother walked around the vehicle, closing his door once he was out and handing him his Mario Bros mushroom backpack. Blaine swung it around him and pulled the red straps over his shoulders.

He looked up to his parent desperately with tears in his eyes, in search of some affection.

"Oh honey," Pam's brows furrowed as she bent down to hug her son tightly, whispering words of reassurance into his ear, "You'll make friends in no time! Don't worry, love."

Blaine nodded and took his mother's hand. His disappearing in her dainty yet considerably larger one.

The pair approached the door, Blaine about to burst into tears when a young teacher emerged from the classroom with ginger hair, curling around her slender face and sitting comfortably at her angled shoulders. She wore a yellow dress as bright as the sun with a cardigan acting as a perfect contrasting colour. It made Blaine think of the sky in summer. She smiled down at Blaine cheerfully, her eyes sincere, the colour of warm honey.

There was something about this teacher that made Blaine relax instantly. Filled with a new sense of ambition, Blaine wiped his damp cheeks with his sleeve and beamed back at the chirpy lady before him.

"Hello, I'm Miss Pillsbury," she bent down to Blaine's height and clutched her hands together on her knees, "What's your name?"

"I-I'm Bwaine!"

Miss Pillsbury chuckled at the little boy, content with her new student.

"It's nice to meet you Blaine!" She held her hand out and waited patiently. The small boy turned to his mother for support. She mimicked the action and he turned back to Emma, eyes bright and gave her hand a gentle shake.

"Yoo twoo!" He giggled. Maybe school wasn't so bad, Blaine thought to himself.

"Why don't you say your goodbye's to your mother and I can take you to meet the other kids?" She suggested, standing back up.

Blaine nodded and ran to his mother, hugging her as close as he could. He allowed one last tear to roll down his cheek before departing.

"You go, make some friends!" Pam instructed, with a sorrowful smile directed to Miss Pillsbury. She would miss her son, even if it was for only a few hours.

"I will." Blaine promised her.

"Off you go, then," his mother pushed him away gently and returned to her normal height.

"Bai bai" he waved his tiny hand.

"Bye!"

Miss Pillsbury took Blaine's hand after he'd finished waving and opened the door to the classroom.

"Be good!" His mother called after him.

Blaine took a deep breath and wiped his sweaty palms against his dark green jeans and stepped up, into the room full of preschoolers.

A/N: Thanks for reading, appreciate it!^-^
Please review!
Amber x