So here's the first chapter of Beauty! It's kind of short, but if I get postive feedback, I have the second chapter written already, and I can publish that tonight maybe?
Blaine Anderson. He was quite literally the most popular student at McKinley High. He owned that school like it was his palace. He was the type of guy that everyone wanted to be and every girl wanted to date. It sounds cliché, but you could ask nearly everyone in that school, even teachers, and they'd have something good to say.
"Blaine, don't sweat it, you're gonna win," his best friend, Sam Evans, said from his usual seat next to Blaine in the cafeteria. It was homecoming week, and Blaine was (yet again) nominated for homecoming king.
"You've got it in the bag, babe. And I'll be your queen," his girlfriend, Quinn Fabray smirked, snaking her arm around his slender waist and kissing his cheek. Blaine smiled devilishly, as if an idea popped into his head at the moment.
"Sam, get the sound system from the closet," he demanded, staring Sam down until he left the table. He entwined his fingers with Quinn's under the table and placed a peck on her lips. "Nothing to worry about," he said against her lips. Her lips formed a devil-like smile and went back to her tray with half-eaten food. She tossed her short blonde hair over her shoulder just as Sam walked back into the cafeteria. Sam cocked his head, the signal to Blaine saying that he was about to hook up the sound system. He released himself from Quinn's grasp to walk over to him. Once everything was set up, he jumped onto a occupied table and grabbed the microphone from his friend.
"What up McKinleyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?" he shouted. Most of the cafeteria erupted into applause, all eyes on Blaine. He looked around the cafeteria for a moment, taking in all of the eyes on him. Except for one pair. There was a boy, whom he'd seen around, but mostly because some of Blaine's cohorts threw him into dumpsters or dumped cold slushies on him. What was his name? Hummel? That didn't matter. He was buried in a book, not even looking up at Blaine, as if he didn't even notice. His legs were crossed in his black jeans with white boots, and Blaine pondered for a moment how pants could even be that tight.
"So, as you all should know, yours truly is nominated for homecoming king and my girlfriend Quinn Fabray is nominated for queen," Blaine smiled, looking around at everyone proudly, "And we just wanted to make sure you mark Anderson-Fabray tomorrow when royalty is determined." He noticed Quinn beaming from their table, and he winked in return. After a second or two of silence, the entire cafeteria burst out into applause. Applause was what Blaine's huge ego thrived on. His grin was bigger than ever as he stepped down from the table and met Quinn near their table, wrapping one arm around her waist and the other tangled in her short, golden hair. He noticed the boy again, still reading his book, lips pursed. It's like he didn't even care.
"You're definitely winning now. Both of you," Sam reassured the couple as they walked out of the cafeteria, fingers entwined.
"I hope so," Quinn beamed, patting her and her boyfriend's hands reassuringly. They heard the click of shoes behind them, walking faster and faster.
"Blaine Anderson, you are an asshole," the voice said, stopping in front of the three. It was Rachel Berry, one of the least-liked students enrolled at McKinley. Blaine snorted.
"Am I now?" he said, unlinking his fingers from Quinn and stepping forward. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at her with his golden eyes.
"Yes, yes you are. And eventually, it's going to catch up with you," she retorted, looking up at him. He towered over her, not that much, but he felt even more in power.
"Listen, Berry, I don't know what gave you the right-" Quinn started, her voice dripping with anger.
"I speak on behalf of most of this school," Rachel continued. She tossed her hair over her shoulder, mocking Quinn in one way or another.
"I can't believe I'm actually talking to you right now, let alone standing this close to you," Blaine scoffed, backing away from Rachel slowly. He linked his fingers with Quinn again and turned around slowly, walking away from Rachel.
"It'll catch up with you, trust me!" she called. Blaine let out a small "pft" and tried to ignore what had just happened.
Okay, yeah, it may be kind of boring now, and this was super short, but it's only the first chapter. The second chapter is a lot better, trust me.