A/N: Hey! Long time no see. I've decided to start this story, please review if you like it and want me to continue it. So yeah. See you guys in a bit!
Episode One
This is me.
Hello. I don't know what to say, to be honest. So….hi! I'm Blaine Anderson, a normal, 16 year old boy. Well, not fully normal in some people's eyes, I suppose. See, I'm gay. Yeah, not that big of a deal to some, but others would cringe and walk the other way. I used to have names like "fag" thrown at me all of the time. That's when I decided to go to Dalton. So, goodbye curls and bow ties. Hello, hair gel and blazer.
Blaine sighed as Wyatt stood up and marched out of the room. Wesley slammed his gavel down and pinched the bridge of his nose. "This is ridiculous."
Blaine toyed with his own thumbs, hands folded in his lap as he leaned back in his chair. "Why can't we give him at least one solo? Change up Sectionals a bit."
Wes's eyes shot up. "Change sectionals? Blaine, you're our lead soloist for crying out loud! Which-"
Blaine gave his friend a stern look, "which is exactly why I should have a say in this."
Wes leaned back.
"You do. You should. You're right, you're exactly right. Bu-"
Thad cut in "But changing soloists for sectionals is too risky. We better go with what we've got."
David grinned. "And what we've got is the best."
Blaine sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "But guys, Wyatt's really good."
Jeff shrugged, which looked weird from his laying position on the couch. "I dunno. That kid gives off a weird vibe."
Blaine did have to admit, Wyatt was a bit creepy. The kid would defiantly get picked out of the crowd. Wyatt's hair was dyed an electric blue to match his sharp eyes. He was a sickly pale color too, which made his hair and eyes stick out even more. Yeah, Wyatt was totally different. Blaine rolled his eyes anyways. "Weird vibe or not, Wyatt is apart of the Warbler family. Let him sing."
In fact, that was the only reason they were gathered in the Warbler hall. David, Thad, Wesley, Jeff, Blaine, and Wyatt were left to deal with the issue that had been brought up during rehearsal. Wyatt wanted to sing, to add an new uniqueness to sectionals for the Dalton Warblers this year. Wesley had denied it, having David and Thad to back him up. Jeff had decided to walk in during the middle of the meeting and made himself comfortable on the couch. No one said anything. No one really needed to. Jeff was a bit strange sometimes, but he was a fun guy all-in-all.
Keith poked his head through the door. "Hey, we just saw Wy. Is everythin' alright?"
Blaine rubbed a hand over his face and groaned. Jeff answered for him. "No. We just told Wyatt that he's not allowed to sing a solo."
Keith winced. "Now I have to deal with him."
Thad snickered. "Sorry, Keith."
The boy from Indiana gave him the finger and left. Jeff burst out laughing from where he was laying until Wes banged his gavel down.
"Will you shut up? We have more important stuff to discuss!"
Jeff stopped, but still chuckled a bit under his breath. "Dude, chill. It's clear, Blaine's our lead soloist, that's not going to change."
Wes rolled his eyes. "Besides, maybe Regionals or something, so he'd have more time to practice. We can't just have last minute requests like this."
Thad nodded. "He's right, Blaine. You can't just come in and demand to sing a solo and expect us to accept it."
Blaine sighed and rubbed his temple. "Okay. Yeah, I get it."
Jeff stood up, "I'll go deliver the message to Wyatt."
David grinned, "Won't be too scared of him?"
Jeff waved his hand and left. Wes stood up. "Well, that's settled. Meeting adjourned."
And with a final bang of that damned gavel, we dispersed through the halls of Dalton.
Nick took a sip of his soda. "That movie was awesome."
Jeff groaned loudly. "I will never see that again."
Nick looked at his friend. Blaine laughed as Nick asked, "Was it really that bad?"
Jeff nodded and covered his eyes with his hand. The boys were walking out of the theater to head back to Dalton. Blaine shrugged and threw out his box of gummy bears. "I think it was okay."
Nick raised an eyebrow at Jeff who rolled his eyes.
"It was better than Silent House."
Nick shivered and nodded. "Totally. That movie confused me to no end."
Blaine pouted. "I actually liked that movie."
Nick and Jeff started walking towards Jeff's car while Blaine headed for his own. "How did you like it?"
"It was interesting! The ending was just….wow!"
Jeff laughed. "Whatever. We'll see you back at Dalton, right?"
Blaine nodded. "You know it."
The pair waved and separated from Blaine. Blaine took out his phone to check the time. 7:18 pm. He also had one new text from Wesley. He opened it.
Hey, B. We got everything settled. Wy's set to sing "There She Goes". –Wes
Blaine smiled and replied:
Good. He needs to get some spotlight. See you at D. –B
Blaine hopped in his old truck. His grandpa gave it to him, or at least that's what his parents said. Blaine didn't question it. As long as he was able to go places, he was good. Freedom was a good thing. He put the key in and turned it, starting the beat up hunk of gray metal. Blaine slowly drove out and onto the road. It shouldn't take too long to get to Dalton. Only 10 minutes tops. Blaine drove on, stopping at a red light and pulling out his phone.
Where are you? –P
Blaine blinked. Who was that? He started driving as the light turned green. As he was about to get on the road that led straight to Dalton, he noticed it was closed off.
"Damn it." Blaine whispered and turned onto the detour. It was a long winding road that led past the woods. The woods gave Blaine chills. They always had. He didn't really know why. Maybe it was because they were dark. Or because of what was inside of them. Like bears. Bears are pretty creepy. Especially at night, just roaming around.
Blaine sighed. The road looked empty. How far ahead were Jeff and Nick? Noting how long it took Blaine to start up the truck, they could already be to Dalton.
That was the perfect setting for disaster; or at least that's what fate must've been thinking. All of the sudden there was a loud, strong bump on the side of Blaine's truck. He immediately stopped. His eyes were wide and he couldn't tell what happened. He didn't see anything. What the hell was going on?
Blaine cursed silently and got out. As he went to walk over to the side of his truck, a pair of deep gray eyes locked onto his. And that froze Blaine. The hellish creature, the one he had feared the most, was right there. And as it roared, Blaine wondered why this had to happen.
Why today?
A/N: Hey, peeps. It's been a while. I decided to get off my butt and start writing again. Even though I write while I'm on my butt... Hmm... Anyways, please review this. I'm sorry I've been gone. I promise I'll update all of my stories as soon as I can. I didn't really check this for errors so if there are any, please tell me. And yeah. That's it. Summer's great! Except for not getting to see my significant other... Oh well...
~Toxic
