A/N: So I came up with this idea last week and I'm going to try to fill in the gaps that Glee left in their storylines. I'll start with Ryder, because we may get an explanation (although I have given up the hope) and I wanted it to be finished. I'm planning to write something about Samcedes and about Joe & Sugar. If you have any suggestion, let me know!

I also want to say this is my first real fanfiction and English isn't my native language, so please forgive my (stupid) mistakes and correct them. That will only make my English better :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee!

It was lunch break at McKinley High and Ryder sat with the guys from the football team and some Cheerios. They were talking fast about the party that Celeste would give next weekend, but Ryder didn't pay attention to it. It had been three weeks since Regionals and he still felt uncomfortable sitting with these people. He had thought that he would be happy to be with them, because he wouldn't be so much of a loser, but he hadn't felt better yet. Of course he had gained some popularity and a lot of people started talk to him again, but there was something keeping him from being happy about that. He didn't know exactly what was bothering him. He had everything he always wanted, but still he felt he hadn't anything.

He noticed a little too late the subject at the table had shifted from Celeste's party to the Glee Club. Ryder tried to ignore the conversation the others were having, because he knew what they would say and he couldn't stand it. They had this conversation at least once a week and Ryder always tried to push the conversation in a different direction, but this time he had been too late to do that in a subtle way. He heard them laughing at Marley's clothes, at Sam's mouth, at Joe's hair and he felt really bad. Although he had been angry when he left the Glee Club, he still considered them as his friends. They had helped him accept his dyslexia and he had so many great moments with them. He almost regretted his decision to leave, but then reminded himself why he had left.

The others at the table just had come to that same topic: Unique. Unique confused Ryder. He really hated him for the prank he had pulled on him. Unique could say as many times as he wanted that he hadn't meant it like that, but Ryder didn't believe it. He had played with his feeling on purpose. Still Ryder couldn't hate him as much as he wanted. He couldn't say mean things about Unique to his new friends, although it would make them accept him faster, he just couldn't do it. Sometimes, when he was trying to fall asleep he wondered what was wrong with him. He should be really pissed at Unique, but why wasn't he? Often he sat straight up filled with horror, because an awful thought passed his mind: Could he be in love with Unique? That thought scared him so much. He already was a dyslexic football player that probably would never leave Lima; he couldn't be gay too, for Unique was still a boy, no matter how he dressed. His parents would probably be more disappointed in him than they already were, and Ryder just couldn't bear that. He rather pretend to hate Unique and stay with the football players that he didn't felt comfortable with than ever admit there was a chance he liked Unique.

As the bell rang, Ryder was still lost in his thoughts about the Glee Club and he almost didn't hear it. Fortunately, Celeste tapped his shoulder. "Are you awake?" She asked with a sweet smile.

Finally Ryder came back from the place he had been with his thoughts. He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I just got lost in my thoughts."

Celeste smiled again. "Happens to me all the time. Are you coming to my party this weekend?"

Ryder was a little surprised she asked. It had been a long time since he had been invited to a party. He would be stupid to decline this invitation and a party would distract him hopefully from his crazy thoughts. So he smiled at her as he got up. "Of course, I will."

Ryder sat on the couch at Celeste's. There was a red cup in his hand filled with some kind of liquid that obviously contained alcohol. He had no idea how many of these he had or how he had ended up at this couch. He had a light feeling in his head and all the sounds around him blurred into one great noise.

So it took a little before he noticed Celeste sat down next to him and was talking to him. "Excuse me, what did you say?" He had to ask her.

"Do you enjoy the party?" Celeste had to shout, because the music was too loud.

Ryder nodded. "It's a great party!"

Celeste looked happy about that and smiled. Suddenly Ryder realized that Celeste was a beautiful girl. She had beautiful blond hair and her hazelnut-coloured eyes shined as she smiled. "I'm glad you enjoy yourself." She said and Ryder had to concentrate hearing what she was saying and not staring at her face or below that. "I've never thrown a party like this, you see." She continued. "I was really scared that it would be a total disaster, but I think everyone is enjoying it, don't you?"

"Yeah." Ryder now noticed that she had a few freckles on her nose. He had never seen that before. Did she usually cover those up with make up? That would be a shame, because he thought they were cute.

"Even Bree said she liked my party and if Bree likes it… I mean she's the most popular girl in school now that Brittany left for university and Kitty joined that stupid Glee Club."

Ryder felt sick as she mentioned the Glee Club and Kitty. Why did she have to do that? He didn't want to talk about the Glee Club. He didn't want to talk at all. He wanted to count the freckles at her nose. He wanted to feel if her skin was as soft as it looked like.

But Celeste couldn't read his mind of course, as she continued talking about the New Directions. "You were part of that club too, right? What was so interesting about it? I don't get it. It's just singing stupid, gay songs and doing stupid dances. The dance routines the Cheerios do, are really hard, but the Glee Club…"

That was the moment that Ryder really wanted her to shut up. He wanted to feel his lips touch hers. He wanted to wrap his arms around her body. He wanted to feel her warmth. But most of all he wanted her to shut up about the Glee Club. He wanted to kiss her and forget everything else. So that's what he did. He kissed her lips softly. She was surprised, but after a few seconds she kissed him back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and finally he was able to forget everything.

He had no idea how he came home that night, but he did. On Sunday he didn't leave his bed, because every time he sat straight up he felt like his head was going to explode. His mom gave a speech about alcohol abuse and made him promise that he would never drink that much again. He hadn't told her he couldn't even remember what he drunk and how much and he'd probably better not tell her anytime soon. Fortunately (or maybe not) he felt better on Monday, so he could go to school. He had just finished his first period and put his English books in his locker, as Celeste came up to him. "Hey!" She said with a smile and Ryder had a small flashback, but it was more of a blur than an actual memory. "How are you? I texted you yesterday, but you didn't reply."

"Uh…yeah…my mom has taken my phone, because I spent all day in my bed yesterday."

Celeste laughed. "If it makes you feel any better, there were lots of people with a hangover."

Ryder smiled too. "I'm not sure if that helps."

"Well, I might know something that helps." Celeste's tone changed, it was somewhat flirty. It startled Ryder. She had never done that before. Did something happen Saturday night? He couldn't remember, it was all a blur.

Celeste didn't really wait for an answer, but kissed him. It was a short kiss, no tongue, just lips to lips. That confirmed Ryder's assumption that something had happened at the party. He wished he could remember what happened. Not only because he wanted to know what he had done, but he also felt guilty, because Celeste did remember.

Fortunately, he was saved by Bree of all persons. "Celeste, we have to go. We have math class."

Celeste smiled at him again before she walked to Bree. As the two Cheerios walked away, Ryder heard Bree say: "I know you two are just a new item, but there's no need to show it that obviously."

Ryder moaned. He wanted to bang his head against the lockers. He and Celeste were an item? God, what had he done Saturday night?

"Torres!" Ryder saw Anthony Torres after his history class. Anthony was on the football team and he had been on Celeste's party too.

"Lynn." Anthony greeted him, "What's up?"

"What did I do last Saturday night?" Ryder had to ask the question as soon as possible.

To his surprise Anthony started laughing. "You don't remember?"

Ryder's cheeks turned red. "No." He admitted, "I can't remember a thing. It's all a blur. But something must have happened, because Celeste…"

Anthony chuckled. "I know something happened, Ryder. I saw. Everyone saw."

"Saw what?" Ryder felt Anthony was playing games with him and he couldn't take that at the moment. He just wanted to know what happened that night.

"You and Celeste making out… It was pretty obvious. Especially when you two went upstairs."

Anthony was still laughing but Ryder didn't find it funny at all. He had kissed Celeste and maybe even more, if they really went upstairs. He didn't even like the girl. She was nice and pretty, but he didn't feel butterflies in his stomach when he saw her, like he had with Marley and even with Katie when she had been online. What was he supposed to do? Telling her would be bad, but not telling her would probably be worse.

"She's all over you now, isn't she?" Anthony asked.

Ryder nodded a little unwillingly.

Anthony gave a sigh. "Well, that's how girls are. You spent one night with them and they think you'll marry them. Just make clear you don't want to be with her. It'll break her heart, but she'll accept it eventually."

Ryder nodded again. Anthony was right. He would have to tell her. "Thanks man."

Anthony gave little smile. "Good luck. You'll need it if all the Cheerios come after you."

Ryder moaned. He hadn't even thought about that.

His plan had been to avoid Celeste as much as he could the rest of the day, but that plan failed after his football practise, when Celeste saw him, as he walked out of the locker room. He tried to hide, but it was too late; she had already seen him.

"Ryder." The guilt in Ryder's stomach grew with every second, as she walked to him and smiled. "Where were you at lunch? I was looking for you."

"Uh…" Ryder didn't know what to tell her. I was in the library trying to avoid you didn't seem the best answer. He wanted to tell her he didn't like her in a more subtle and friendly way. "I…I had an appointment with Ms Pillsbury…because of my dyslexia."

Celeste seemed to buy that one. At least she didn't ask more about it. Instead she asked if he wanted to hang out.

"I…uh…" Ryder knew this was the moment to tell her, it had been a mistake, but Celeste didn't give him a chance to say it. She continued talking. "We could go to see a movie or we could go to my house. My parents will be out until late. We could, you know, do things like this."

She kissed him again and Ryder didn't know what to do but kiss her back. She pulled him closer en he felt how her tongue touched his. He needed to push her away. He needed to tell her he wasn't into her. He… Then she wrapped her arms around his waist and Ryder froze. Flashbacks from days he wished he could forget took over his mind. He remembered that night when She was there with him. When She touched him. When She hurt him.

"Stop!" Suddenly he pushed her away. He had to fight. He couldn't let this happen to him again.

Celeste was confused. "W-what?"

"Don't touch me." Ryder snapped. He didn't to mean to say it that harsh, it just happened. He tried to push the awful memories that came up in his head aside, but he wasn't strong enough to do it. He needed some time to convince himself everything was okay and no one what going to hurt him. "Leave me alone."

"Excuse me?" Celeste didn't sound confused anymore, there was a tone of anger in her voice. "That's not what you said Saturday night."

Ryder didn't want to talk to her at all. He wanted to sit in a quiet room and sort out all his thoughts, but Celeste didn't give him a chance. So the words that came out of his mouth sounded more aggressive than he had meant. "That was a mistake. I was drunk and now I don't even remember it, so please leave me alone."

Celeste grasped for air. "You what?"

Something hard hit Ryder in the face and it took a few seconds before he realized Celeste had slapped him in the face. "Jerk!" She yelled at him, before she stormed off probably to her Cheerio-friends.

Ryder felt awful, but he was relieved he was alone again. He sat down at the cold floor and started to calm himself down, trying not to think about what he just had done.

He had hoped Celeste wouldn't tell anyone, but of course she did and the next day the whole school knew that Ryder Lynn hooked up with Celeste when he was drunk and dumped her a few days later. All the girls at school looked at him like they were going to kill him, but the guys, especially the guys on the football team, found it very funny and teased him all the time. That was okay, because it gave him the feeling that what he had done, wasn't that bad. But he should've known that karma would come around eventually.

After school finished he walked home alone. He lived near the school, so he often walked home. He was lost in his thoughts about Celeste and he didn't see that a group of girls followed him. He only noticed it, when one girl stepped in his way. It was Bree and as he looked around, he saw the group only contained girls in a Cheerio-uniform.

"If it isn't our dear Ryder Lynn. The newest jerk on the football team." Bree said. Her smile was devilish and it scared Ryder. "You thought you could dump Celeste like that, didn't you? Let me tell you something about the Cheerios. We're mean, we're hard and we probably all hate each other but we stick up for each other. If an outsider hurts one of us, you hurt all of us and people that hurt us end up in situations like this."

Ryder never thought a bunch of girls could scare him so much, but the look on Bree's face made shivers go down his spine. "I didn't mean…"

"Of course you didn't." She sounded nice, like she did understand, but it was too nice. She didn't mean it. She was just playing with him. "That's why we brought you a little present."

Ryder didn't want to know what her present was. He just wanted to go home. "Thank you, but I have to decline. I…"

Bree's smile widened and Ryder did a little step backwards. "Oh, I insist. Ladies."

The next thing Ryder knew was that something cold hit him. It was not a slap in the face this time. It was colder and hurt more. From several sides the Cheerios had thrown slushies at him and now it was everywhere: in his hair, in his face, dripping down his back.

"Enjoy your present." Bree said. He couldn't see her for his was covered in slushie and he didn't dare to open his eyes, but he suspected she smiled. He heard how the girls walked away giggling.

He couldn't move. It was like he was paralyzed. He just stood there as the ice spread over his body. He felt awful. First he had broken a girl's heart and now he was covered in ice. He wanted a warm bath, a hug from his mom and most of all he wanted to forget everything that happened this past week.

"Ryder? Are you okay?" He knew that voice. He heard it so many times in Glee Club. It was always proposing ridiculous things, but it was a great singing voice. The last time he really heard the voice speak, it told him it was the person that it belonged to, that had messed with his head all the time. He swore he would never talk to it again. He promised himself he wouldn't speak to Unique again.

"Who did this?" Unique asked.

He didn't answer. He wouldn't break his promise.

"Ryder? Are you okay? Say something." He sounded a little panicked.

Still he didn't answer his question.

"Listen, I know you're still mad at me and you have the right to, but you'll catch a cold. I just want to help you."

He wanted to exploded. Help him? How crazy could that guy be? After all that he put him through there was no way he would let Unique help him.

"Come on, you must be cold."

That was the moment he broke his promise. "Yeah." He murmured.
"I…I can clean it up a little, if you want. My house is just a block away."

Ryder wanted to refuse, say he'd rather stay here all day, but the thought of a warm house was pretty tempting. Of course it was Unique's house, which wasn't good, but it was a house. The two sides in his head had a heated conflict, but eventually the side that wanted to go with Unique won the fight. "That would be great." He said a little hesitant.

So Unique took him to his house. Ryder didn't see much, because he still wasn't sure if it was save to open his eyes. In his house Unique put him on a chair and started to clean his face with a towel. His movements were soft and gentle, like you would expect from a girl. As he kept his eyes closed, Ryder actually forgot it was Unique that was helping him. He forgot the person that was helping him, was actually a guy and he didn't oppress the warm feeling he had in his chest.

"It's finished." Unique said suddenly, "You need to take a shower of course, but your face is clean again."

Ryder opened his eyes and the dream was over. There was Unique again, but the warm feeling in his chest stayed. Something else had changed too. For the first time in a very long time he didn't see a guy dressed up as a girl, when he looked at Unique. He just saw a girl standing in front of him.

"Are you feeling better?" Unique asked.

Ryder nodded and even smiled. "Yeah. I can feel my face you."

Unique smiled a little shy, which was weird to see, since Unique wasn't shy at all. "You're welcome. Do you need to change your clothes too? You could borrow some of my clothes. My male clothes, that is of course."

Ryder wanted to decline that offer, but he was still cold and dry clothes were tempting. This time the fight in his head didn't take that long. "That would be great."

Unique went to fetch a few pieces of clothing upstairs and left Ryder in the kitchen. It gave him some time to think. He was confused again, but this time it wasn't as bad as it was before. Maybe Unique was a girl after all. When he hadn't seen her, he hadn't noticed the difference. That was a relieve. Of course it didn't matter which sex the person had that had messed with him, but it was a relieve for him, because it meant he wasn't gay after all. There was nothing wrong with being gay. He liked Blaine as much as the other guys, but he didn't want it to be him.

Unique came downstairs with his clothes and told him where he could change. The clothes were too big for Ryder, but he didn't care. They were dry and clean. Unique put his slushied clothes in a plastic bag and gave it to Ryder. "Here you are."

"Thanks. For helping me."

"You're welcome." Unique said again. "How did you end up there actually? Not that it's any of my business."

For this one time Ryder didn't mind. "The Cheerios had their revenge for Celeste. I'm sure you heard of that."

"That was true?"

Ryder looked down and gave a little nod. "Yeah."

There was a pause as both of them looked down not sure what to say.

"I...uhm…have to go." Unique was the first to speak again. "I was actually meeting Marley, Jake, Sam and Sugar at Sugar's. We're preparing something for Glee Club."

Ryder nodded again. He felt his heart ache as he thought of all the times he prepared something for Glee Club. At this moment he would have given everything to go back. Suddenly he realized he didn't need to give anything to go back. Maybe his popularity, but what was left of that after Celeste? The main reason he didn't want to return before was standing in front of him and something had changed between them. He was still mad at Unique for the Catfish-thing, but didn't feel the rage he had felt before. He could be in the room with her without feeling really uncomfortable. He still didn't know what he exactly felt for Unique, but he could sort it out and be in the Glee Club at the same time.

He looked at Unique who probably expected him to leave too. Instead he stood up and smiled friendly. "Mind if I come too?"