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Ruthie

Chapter 2: Skee-ball

"Thanks again, Mercedes." I said quietly as I parked in front of the Anderberry house.

Mercedes shrugged. "You better just be glad that I needed to go to the mall anyway, Hummel. I swear, if Rachel gets to be too much can we just ditch her?"

I laughed, knowing that Mercedes was joking. "That can be arranged." I teased.

I looked up as the door to the Anderberry house opened and watched as Rachel and Blaine rushed out. This was the first time I'd seen Blaine in awhile. According to Rachel he would be going to our school once the summer was over.

"My my, boy Anderberry, haven't you grown." Mercedes said quietly. "Damn."

"He's cute." I agreed, elbowing Mercedes as she raised her eyebrows up and down.

The two approached the passenger side window so I hit the button to make the window go down. "Good morning!" Rachel chirped, pulling her hair back in an orange scrunchie that was not the same orange that was in her pink and orange halter dress. "I was wondering, is it okay if Blaine comes with? My Dads are out and Blaine hates-"

"Rachel!" Blaine moaned, bringing a hand to his face.

"Blainey, the fact that you are scared to be home alone is not a big deal. Our house is big. And it's haunted. Not a big deal, Blainey!" Rachel chirped, then she finally looked up at me. "Can he Kurt? I promise, he will be on his best behavior. Right Blaine?"

Blaine nodded, rolling his eyes behind Rachel's back. Mercedes gave me a sly wink and I cleared my throat. "Of course you can come." I told him.

Blaine ran around to my side of the car, opening the back door and putting on his seatbelt the moment his butt touched the chair. Rachel climbed in on the passenger side, slowing putting on her seatbelt and holding her hands in her lap.

"Ooh, you're listening to Beauty and the Beast?" Blaine said excitedly from the back seat after a few moments.

"I told you not to talk!" Rachel said harshly.

"But Rachel-"

"Yeah." I replied. "It's kind of my favorite Disney movie."

"Mine too." Blaine replied. "And Lion King, and Mulan, The Little Mermaid, and-"

"Kurt gets the point, Blaine." Rachel hissed and Blaine closed his mouth. The kid was cute. Really excitable, I almost wished Rachel got some of his genes.

Everything was quiet for the next few minutes. Then we got to the mall. "Here!" Rachel told Blaine, getting out of the car. I stretched and watched as Rachel tried to hand him a roll of quarters. "Why don't you go play in the game room and we'll come get you on the way out."

"Rachel!" Blaine bellowed, putting his hands on his hips. "I have some shopping to do!"

"I really don't want you hanging out with me and my friends, Blaine!" Rachel said, her face getting red. "Mercedes and Kurt don't want to hang out with a little freshman that they don't even know!"

"Kurt and I are going to be working together next week, Rachel! And I'm a sophomore now!" Blaine said in a huff. I watched as his lip started to tremble.

"Yeah, that's another thing!" Rachel said hotly. "You decide you want to be a counselor after I turn in my application!"

"Yeah!" Blaine yelled. "And you weren't even going to work at the camp until after I told you I was planning to!"

Rachel was close to tears now too. "Just, go, Blaine!"

"FINE!" He yelled, snatching the roll of quarters and walking away from the rest of us.

Mercedes and I shared a look then looked at Rachel. "What the hell, Rachel? Who is the older sibling?"

"He gets on my nerves!" She growled. "He's going to our school next year, he's going with me on mall trips, trying to take my summer job and my friends and-"

"Shhh…" I said, hugging Rachel. "Here, why don't you and Mercedes do a little bit of retail therapy? Rachel needs a cute swimsuit, 'Cedes. I'm going to go check on Blaine. We'll catch up with you guys later on. And when we do, you owe him an apology Rachel."

She nodded solemnly, her and Mercedes walking over to the Old Navy that was stationed outside of the mall.

I made my way into the mall, found the game room then looked around for Blaine. I finally found him playing a game of skee-ball. I watched him. He wasn't bad at it. But he wasn't necessarily good at it either. After he pulled his tickets out of the machine, I made my way over to him. He looked ashamed, his cheeks were red and his eyes were teary.

I stole a quarter out of his hand and smiled at him. "Come on, Anderson. I challenge you. Loser has to buy winner's lunch."

Blaine shot a shy smile at me and we took turns going so we could watch the other do it. I got purposely over excited every time I made a better shot then Blaine. Being silly felt good!

We played a few more games, each time adding another silly thing that the other owed one another.

"Winner gets to push loser into the pool at camp at least one time this summer!" Blaine said before we played the basketball game. He won.

"Winner gets to call the loser Ralph for the rest of the afternoon!" I exclaimed, winning.

After awhile, all the quarters were gone. Blaine and I had won about 400 tickets. We took turns picking out silly things to give each other, laughing the entire time. So far we had each given one another a toy dinosaur, a mini slinky, princess bracelets and a toy car. Finally Blaine used up the last fifteen tickets to give me a plastic ring with a blue heart on it.

We said bye to the guy behind the counter and walked out of the game room. My cheeks burned as Blaine slid the ring on my pinkie finger. Since when was Rachel's little brother so perfect? Sure, he was a year younger then me. And he was more than likely straight. But he was perfect. He was going to make some girl very lucky one day.

The day went on and turned out to be one of the best days I'd ever had. Blaine and I met Mercedes and Rachel for lunch at Chick-fil-a. The two girls were already sitting down. Blaine reminded me that he owed me lunch and he asked me what I wanted. I settled down next to Mercedes. Rachel excused herself to use the restroom and I sighed contently.

"Oh, I know that sigh." Mercedes teased.

"He's perfect. And probably very straight." I muttered. I showed her the ring he got me with the last fifteen tickets and Mercedes laughed at me.

Rachel and Blaine arrived at the same time. They quietly apologized to one another.

Every time Blaine looked at me, Mercedes gave my leg a little kick. I finally kicked her back with all my might and Rachel gave a little squeak. Oops.

"Sorry." I told her. "I thought you were Mercedes."

We decided to leave the mall at five. The girls walked ahead of Blaine and I, their arms looped.

Blaine smiled at me. "Kurt, can I have your number? If you don't mind having a friend that's a year younger…?"

"Sure." I grinned, taking his phone as he handed it over and typing my name and number in. I handed his phone back and grinned. "I was in dire need of a friend that I could pulverize in skee-ball."

I climbed into my seat beside Mercedes, buckling my seatbelt. I took Rachel and Blaine home first. The second they closed the doors Mercedes winked at me and gestured out the window. "Check out that ass!" She joked.

"Mercedes!" I laughed, but let my eyes check out Blaine's ass for a couple of seconds. Definitely worth checking out.

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