Blaine Anderson - A Year in the Life
Before Dolton Academy
The First Day – Fifthteen
He looked in to the mirror, adjusting the collar on his new polo shirt and began trying to tidy his unruly dark curly hair. It was the first day of high school and he was becoming increasingly nervous. What if no one liked him? The boy pushed it to the back of his mind as he heard his mother call up the stairs to him.
"Blaine dear, it's time to leave"
"I'm just coming" he called back as he grabbed the first two shoes he could find and shoved them on his feet. Next he grabbed his black rucksack that had been packed for several weeks, and ran down the stairs.
"Nice choice of footwear son" his dad said peering his head round the door of his office, which was located on the first door on the left. Blaine looked down to see one red and one black converse. Bugger he thought as he walked out the door and down the driveway to his mums silver car that was waiting for him.
Blaine looked up as he reached the school. It looked dingy and dark and not the place he wanted to spend the next four years of his life, but he was here now and there wasn't anything he could do about it. It wasn't like he could just ask his parents to home school him or let him transfer to someone else.
He slowly got out of the car and wandered up to the entrance of his new school. There were a group of people standing at the bottom of the stairs, all laughing and joking, one girl caught his eye. She had her dark hair hanging messily around her face and was wearing a pair of ripped up jeans and a red checked shirt. She began to approach him, a fag hanging lazily from her mouth.
"You got a light?" the girl that had approached him asked in a soft voice.
"Umm...no I don't smoke" Blaine replied nervously putting his hands into his jeans pockets.
"Nice shoes" she said indicating to his feet while pulling a lighter from her pocket and lighting her fag.
"You just asked me for a light" Blaine said sheepishly.
"To be perfectly honest, I just wanted to have a reason to talk to you" she said smiling and began to walk away.
"Hey, what's your name?"
She stopped and turned to look at him.
"Vanessa, hopefully see you in form room."
"Yeah" Blaine said as she headed back to her group of people who were obviously her friends.
Blaine wandered into the school looking for his form room. The school had already sent out the timetables for that year in the post about two weeks before term started. At least they were efficient, Blaine thought to himself as he finally found room 23B, he reluctantly opened the door and as he entered he saw the girl he had spoken to earlier, what was her name again? Ahh yes Vanessa that was it. She was climbing in through the open window, a lit fag hanging out of her mouth, she then through her bag on to the closest back table and leaned her top half out of the window, occasionally kicking a leg up which reviled that she was wearing black Dr. Martins one splattered in pink paint and the other with yellow. Blaine slowly made his way across the classroom, placing his bag neatly on the desk next to hers and then leaned out of the window too.
He smiled at her as she turned her head to look at him, she smiled back.
"Hey Vanessa"
"Hey, I didn't catch your name earlier" she said taking a drag from her cigarette.
"Oh, yeah, it's Blaine" he said shaking her outstretched hand. She smiled sweetly at him then continued to smoke her fag in silence finally flicking it out the window and taking her seat, Blaine followed her, placing his head on his backpack as he sat down.
"So what do you like to do?" she asked looking over at him as she checked her packet of cigarettes and placed them in the front pocket of her bag.
"Oh, I like to play football, soccer and I do some fencing, and I like to sing"
"What like in the shower?"
"Yeah, something like that" he replied as there tutor walked in and began to call their names off the register.
Vanessa leaned over her desk and began to whisper in Blaine's ear.
"There's a party at mine Friday night, if you wanna come. Do you drink?"
"I got a little tipsy at a wedding during the summer, but I've never been drunk really." He replied turning his face to face hers. Her eyes were a deep brown that sparkled every now and again depending on if she was smiling or not.
"Well come over mine after school Friday and we can hang out. Oh and you can totally stay because my parents are out of town and I wouldn't want you walking home on your own."
"yeah that would be coll. Thanks"
"it's no problem Blaine" she said smiling as the bell rang indicating the first lesson of the day, double biology.
The rest of the day and week leading up to Friday was a hectic mess of learning the layout of the school and remembering the lesson schedule. As Blaine got to know Vanessa he realized that he had finally made a friend, a real friend.