"Mom! They're here!" My older cousin's deep voice boomed as the door of my private car swung open. Peter grabbed my hand, pulled me out of the car and practically off my feet.

He pulled me into a big bear hug. It has only been a year since I last saw my cousin but I swear he grew like another foot! But other then his height he still pretty much looked the same, very tall (like twice my size now), with straight blond hair that hung in front of his dark blue eyes.

"Oh, honey!" Aunt Lily said pulling me into a soft, gentle hug, "It's so nice to see you again!" You can obviously see the resemblance between Peter and his mom; they both had the same blond hair, blue eyes and pale complexions.

I looked over and waved to my little cousin, June, and Uncle Bill. They both had the classic Anderson looks, dark curly hair and stormy hazel eyes. Only these people weren't Andersons…anymore at least. These were my cousins, the Kayworths.

I am an Anderson though. I am the most famous Anderson. I am… Blaine Anderson.

Yes, that Blaine Anderson; the superstar that has been touring the country with my 'hot' duet partner Rachel Berry.

Rachel and I are in Ohio on tour, so while we are here for the next few weeks we are staying with my cousins. And Peter has convinced us to tag along with him to high school for the week.

To be honest, I'm really excited! I've always wanted to go to high school. I'm supposed to be a sophomore, and Rachel is supposed to be a junior, but neither of us has ever set foot in an actual high school before.

We also get to tag along to glee club with Peter. I think that glee club will be really cool, from what Peter has told me about it. But I'm not sure if Rachel agrees, she is a bit…controlling. She likes things done her way, and spending time in a place where everything is a group effort, that might not end well.

"Oh, Blaine!" Rachel's sing-song tone said as she strode her way around the back end of the car and stopped at my side. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your family?"

Bossy as ever Rach, I thought. "Well this is Aunt Lily, Uncle Bill, Peter, and Little June." I motioned towards everyone while Rachel smiled and nicely shook everyone's hands.

As June shook Rachel's hand she started giggling. "Are you Rachel Berry?" when Rachel nodes June smiled, "My friend Veronica has your poster in her room!"

Rachel raised a well waxed eyebrow at the mention of a poster. "Well that's so nice!" She then stood up straight and looked at my Aunt Lily, "Now I do relies that tomorrow we will be attending school with dear Peter. So I wish to be shown my room now so I may get situated." She flashed her famous show smile.

Peter cleared his throat. "Yeah sure, this way." He motioned for us to follow him.

Rachel then hooked her arm through mine and stomped towards the big house. "This is amazing! We are actually going to a real high school, attending a real glee club, and we will be attending an actual glee club! I've heard a lot about these show choirs." Ok so she seems excited.

I rolled my eyes and used fake excitement to say, "And for a whole week too!"

She slapped my chest, noticing my tone. "Be happy for me! My dads never let me go anywhere near a school. I was home schooled my whole life, as you should remember!"

We made our way up the stairs, following where Peter had gone. When we caught up with him he was leaning on a door that was covered in huge road signs in the center of the hallway.

He pointed to his left, "Down there is June and my parents' room." He pointed to the right, "Those two are yours. Pick and choose as you please."

Rachel then stormed down the hall and entered one room; only to exit it in a moment and enter the one next to it.

As our driver came up the stairs with our bags and followed into Rachel's room (or the room I am assuming Rachel is taking).

"So, dude." I turned towards Peter, who was still leaning on the door. "We still on for you guys coming to school tomorrow?" he asked tentatively.

I nodded, "Yeah. Rach might actually be excited. And are you sure that your teachers know we are coming?"

"Yeah, Mom and Dad talked to Figgins, he is the principal, and all the teachers have been warned of my stalkers for the week." He smirked.

I gaped at him, "Stalkers?" I said playfully. "You want us there mister! But I'm not sure your school can take a whole week of the drama diva that is Rachel Berry."

Peter just shook his head, "I think we will be fine. She can't be that bad! At least not as bad at the New Directions."

"OH Blaine!" Speak of the devil… "Blaine?" Rachel emerged from the room with the driver scooting around her and running downstairs.

She came up to me and pulled me towards my room (as far as I knew it was my room at least).

"Now I do believe we should practice the number we intend to do at glee club tomorrow." She said 'glee club' with such enthusiasm it made me smile.

But as I sat down on the bed I looked at her, rather confused, "I thought we agreed on 'Don't You Want Me Baby?' It's a show stopper!"

Rachel shook her head, "Yeeeeah, I'm not so sure though. See we usually do older songs like that, but I thought we should try something a little more modern. A little more… inspirational."

"Ummm, ok? What exactly do you have in mind?" I asked skeptically.

She then reached into her bag and pulled out some sheet music. "Like this." She held it out in front of me.

I took the sheet music and smiled, "Ok, fine."

She gave me a smile, "Awesome. Try and learn the lyrics now. We can rehearse in my room after dinner." She turned on her heels and looked at Peter, who was leaning in the doorway.

"In speaking of dinner," She walked up to him, hooked her arm through his and started pulling him downstairs, "what are we having, because you should know that I am a vegan, that means I cannot eat-" her voice disappeared downstairs.

Our driver came upstairs with my bags and set them down at the foot of my bed. "Thanks" I muttered as I reviewed the sheet music on my lap.

I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes.

High School…

I could feel Rachel's arm shaking in mine as we walked toward William McKinley High School.

We followed Peter to the main office and got Visitor badges. Then we walked towards Peter's locker. As he opened the locker I looked around to the empty hallway.

"No one is here yet; at least not in plane sight. Nobody wants to be in the hallways when the football members get here at 8. So anyways!" he put his bag in the locker and started unloading some books.

"First period I have glee club, we can introduce you to everyone then. Then I have gym, where you guys can just sit on the bleachers and gossip," I rolled my eyes, "then Math, Chemistry, English, Spanish, and Lunch."

He shut the locker and we all started walking down the hallway, "Which is usually spent in the choir room with my friends. After lunch is Social Studies and finally Study Hall. This again is spent in the choir room."

"Why do you spend so much time in the choir room?" Rachel asked.

Peter found a sudden interest in his Nikes as we walked on down the hallway. "W-Well, see here at McKinley, the glee club really isn't the most… popular club in school. So unless you are on the football team or on the Cheerios, it really isn't…safe in the hallways…"

I patted is shoulder, "Wow that sucks man. But hopefully no one will be tormenting you with us around."

He slowly nodded, "Yeah… anyways. It's almost 8 and if you want to avoid your fanatics then I suggest we go meet up with my friends in the choir room."

Rachel smiled her big show smile and I nodded, "Sure let's-"

"OMIGOD!" I looked down the hallway to see a group of girls in matching cheerleading uniforms swiftly walking down the hallway towards us.

A pretty Latina girl was the first on in front of me. She scissored herself in between Rachel and I and fluttered her mascara clumped eyelashes at me.

"Hola!" She said putting her arm around me, "I'm Santana Lopez! And you must be the famous cousin of…" he eyes flashed to Peter, "…his."

Then a tall blond came in front of me, "Hello! I'm Brittany S. Pierce! I love your music! I can dance to it so easily! But Petey didn't tell us his cousin was a hobbit!" She threw her arms around me in a tight hug.

"Whoa! Hells no BrittBritt I saws him first!" Santana said ripping her off me.

"Girls come on be nice in front of our guests!" Another blond appeared at my side and stuck out her hand, "Hi. I'm Quinn Fabrey, captain of the Cheerios." She smiled at me.

I shook her hand and Peter cleared his throat. "We should head over to the choir room, now."

Santana turned back to me, "Of course." She hooked her arm through mine and started pulling me down the hall, "I would love to show you the way!"

I quickly stopped and retreated back to Rachel's side. "Thanks a lot girls. But Peter was showing us around."

Santana sneered at me, "Fine! Have it your way hobbit!" You could tell she meant hobbit as an insult, while Brittany meant it in a funny sort of way. Santana turned around and walked down the hallway with Brittany on her heels.

Quinn smiled at us, "Well it was really nice to meet you Blaine, Rachel. I'll see you guys in glee club!" She looked passed me, straight to Peter, "Bye Peter." She walked off.

I looked around to find a lot of people in the hallway. The girls were starring at me, giggling to their friends, fluttering their eyelashes and some even waving at me with wide smiles on. The guys were looking at Rachel, flexing their muscles (some more then others) and winking at her, while Rachel gave flirtatious waves to everyone she saw.

"Let's go." Peter led us down the hallway. We entered the choir room to find a lot of people already there.

The… Fruit Loops (?) were already in the room and sitting with two guys in the front corner of the chairs. In the center of the chairs were two cuddling Asians (not meaning to sound racist), an…obese girl and a kid in a wheelchair. Again people were staring at us, but I think Peter gave them some warning because after a few seconds most people stopped.

"How about you two go and take a seat. I'll be over in a sec." Peter said gently pushing us towards the chairs.

Rachel and I sat in the corner and observed the people who walked in the class. There was a short girl with bright pink hair and face piercing, who just sort of ignored us; a big dude with a Mohawk, who head nodded at Rachel; and a guy with brown hair, blue eyes, a pale complexion and a silly grin, who blatantly ignored us.

Peter was talking to the kid in the wheel chair. I turned towards Rachel and sighed, "Are you ready?" I asked.

She turned towards me and shook her head, "What if they don't like us? What if they hate us and boo us?" he looked worried.

"Now why would they boo us? We are awesome and kick major ass on the new number! They will love us!" I said wrapping my arm around her, trying to comfort her.

"Yeah…well…" She sighed. "I'm still nervous."

Peter appeared on the other side of Rachel, "Well don't be! Nobody is allowed to boo. It's against Mr. Shuster's rules. In speaking of Mr. Shue." He pointed to the front of the room where a man with salt-n-pepper curly hair was writing on the white board.

He (Mr. Shue) turned around, revealing the board that said, 'Duets' "Now, I know that we already have had a duet competition, but I thought we could just perform some duets in honor of our special guests." He motioned back to me and Rachel. "I thought everyone could introduce themselves."

"YES!" Peter grabbed both me and Rachel and pulled us in front of everyone. "Well everyone this is my cousin Blaine and his friend Rachel, they are in the middle of their national tour and are stopped in Ohio. They will be here for a while and are staying with my family as long as they are here."

I saw Quinn smile, "Well you've already met us." She motioned towards herself, Brittany and Santana.

Santana laughed, "Hola Hobbit."

I rolled my eyes as a giant with short brown hair said, "Finn Hudson." He was mostly looking at Rachel though.

Next to Finn a blond guy with huge lips said, "Sam Evans."

The guy with the Mohawk said, "Puck." Flexing his arm.

The obese girl said, "Lauren Zizes."

Then the two cuddling Asians said in unison, "Mike and Tina!"

The punk girl with the pink hair said, "Lina Foreshape."

The guy with the goofy grin said in a thick Irish accent, "Rory Flannigan."

The kid in the wheelchair smiled, waved at us and said, "Artie Abrams."

Next to me Peter huffed, "Where is-"

"Here I am!" Everyone turned around to find a big black girl with gold jewelry standing in the doorway. "Sorry I' late Mr. Shue." She went to go sit down.

Peter said, "Well 'Cedes, this is-"

"I know who they are Pete, they are all you've been talking about for the past week! Hey" she waved at me and Rachel, "I'm Mercedes Jones. And Pete, my boo will be here later to meet your famous cousin."

Peter nodded, blushing slightly, "Ok! So you guys want to do your song now or…?"

I looked over to Rachel, and she looked back to me. I slowly nodded. She walked over to the man at the piano, whispered in his ear, once she leaned back he nodded and she rejoined me in front of everyone.

"Well," I said, "I guess we are ready!"

Peter ran and sat next to the kid in the wheelchair (Bartie?). Mr. Shue stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Well starting us off for duets week is our guests Blaine and Rachel!"

Rachel smiled as the few people in the audience clapped. Once the music started she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

'Can we pretend that

Airplanes in the night sky

Were like shooting stars?

I could really use a wish right now

Wish right now

Wish right now'

She opened her eyes and looked over to me. I smirked and thought to myself, Why not have a little fun?

I strode behind her, grabbed her shoulders and poked my head to the left side of hers and started rapping.

'Yeah!

I could use a dream

Or a genie

Or a wish

To go back to a place

Much simpler then this'

I circled round and took a seat next to Peter and continued.

'Cause after all the party

And the smash and the crashin'

And all the glitz

And the glam

And the fashion

And all the pandemonium

And all the madness

There comes a time

When you fade to the blackness'

I stood up again and started walking to the other side of the room.

'And when you starin' at that phone in your lap

And you hopin'

But they people

Never call you back'

I made a phone with my hand and shrugged with the lyrics.

'But that's just how the story unfolds

You get another hand

Soon after you fold'

I held up my hand like I had playing cards in them.

'And when you plans unravel in the sand

What would you wish for if you had one chance?'

I pointed to Quinn and the other Fruit Loops.

'So airplane

Airplane

Sorry I'm late

I'm on my way

So don't close that gate!

If I make it back

Then I'll switch my flight

And I'll be right back at it

By the end of the night'

I walked back over to Rachel and started circling her as she sang the chorus. She tried not to, but ended up giggling at me while she sang. She smiled a lot though, and that made me smile too.

"Just stay on the bleachers and try not to draw to much attention to yourselves! We cannot have a repeat of what happened at the end of glee club." Peter said pointing us in the direction of the bleachers.

As he ran off to get changed I screamed after him, "NOT MY FAULT!"

Rachel laughed as we went to sit down, "Oh c'mon it was so funny!" she playfully punched my arm as we took our bleacher seats.

"No it wasn't." I grumbled under my breath and she continued to laugh.

She nodded, "Oh yes it was! Those girls tackled you to the ground! It took all those football players to get them off you! Even then they wouldn't leave you alone!" She doubled over and laughed.

I slapped her shoulder and she sat up, with a goofy grin on her face. "I'm sorry!" She laughed, "But it was just so damn funny!"

"Well it's not fair! I get girls tackling me, for me, and then I get shoved into lockers so guys can flirt with you!" I slumped against the wall.

Rachel just sighed, "We both know that was really un-cool of them to do that. But c'mon! Get over it! I shooed them away when you slammed into that locker!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, well…"

She sighed, "Ok, so anyways. What did you think of the glee club?"

I though for a moment, then answered, "They are very…random."

"How so?" She asked.

"They have the popular people, the nerds, and the outcasts. But they all are just too…similar…" I said.

"Similar?" She looked at me with disbelief. "None of them are anything like each other! Well… other then the Cheerios."

So it's not the Fruit Loops…whoops. "No. I mean… you see back when I was in elementary school, we would often take field trips to the high school in our district for their glee club competitions."

"You never told me this! Anyway, go on."

I shot her a look, "Anyway, all of the glee clubs that passed through, looked very similar to this one, many different types of people, with basically the same 'I know I'm good, but this is only for fun' type of voices. It's plain to see that it's the same thing here. I just think, that if they really want to succeed, they need something to bring them above and beyond their competition."

Rachel was silent for a moment, "Well…" She said, "Maybe we can help with that! And also I don't think that was everyone who is in the glee club. That girl, Mercedes, said something about another member, her 'boo'. Maybe Boo will be the missing piece to this puzzle that you are looking for."

I shook my head, "I doubt it. She will probably be just another pretty girl with just another good enough voice."

All of a sudden Rachel got a goofy grin on her face, "I know what you need!" I rolled my eyes as she leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "A boy toy."

I immediately took my hand and covered her mouth. "If you ever repeat that or anything in that area of conversation I will bring you, bound and gagged to a meat locker and brainwash you so you forget even who you are and what planet you are on!"

Rachel's eyes flared with annoyance. She gently bites my hand and I pull it away. "I won't tell anyone! I thought we've been over this!"

"Sometimes, I really hate you." I grumbled to her.

She put her arms around my shoulders and hugged me. "No you don't. You loooove me." I just shook my head.

After gym class, Rachel and I followed Peter to the rest of classes before lunch time.

"Why don't you guys go with Mercedes to the choir room while I go talk to a teacher 'bout a quiz? Got it?" Peter said to us as Rachel, Mercedes, himself and I all made our way down the hallway.

Rachel and I nodded as he whispered to Mercedes, "Please don't break them! They are very fragile." He pecked her cheek before running down the hall.

Mercedes smiled at us, "C'mon guys!" She motioned for us to follow her and we all continued down the hallway.

When we got to the choir room, there was already someone sitting in a chair. I couldn't see their face, only black skinny and white combat boots, because there was a Vogue magazine covering their face.

"Boo!" Mercedes called as we stepped through the door. She charged towards the mysterious figure and sat next to them. "Hey boo! How was it at the doctors?"

"Terrible!" A beautiful falsetto voice rang out from behind the magazine. The voice was very girlish, but there was something about it that was…strange. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was something…off about the voice. "I hate the doctors and you know that 'Cedes."

Mercedes nodded. She motioned for me and Rachel to step forwards, "Guys c'mon, don't be shy!" She turned to the mystery figure and said, "This is Peter's cousin and his friend."

"Hello. I'm Rachel Berry!" Rachel said politely, and then she elbowed me to introduce myself. I don't know why, but Rachel thinks we need to introduce ourselves.

I cleared my throat, "And I'm Blaine Anderson."

"I know who you two are. But hello Rachel and Blaine." The person said. "It's very nice to finally meet you two."

The net thing I know the magazine went down to reveal who it was hiding. "I'm Kurt Hummel."

And I swear I had a heart attack right there.