Although all of his band members had gone home, Blaine Anderson was forced to stay after. He sluggishly walked up the steps of the band room and ventured into his office.

"Hi Daddy!" his beautiful 7 year old daughter,Olivia shouted when he entered.

"Hey Livy." Blaine said with a smile. "What did you do today?" he said as he picked her up and then sat down at his desk with her on his lap.

"I drew you tons of pictures." She said proudly as she grabbed a large stack of papers. "Look! This one is of me and you"

"They look amazing honey, and I promise I can look at all of them when we get home, but now we have to go pick your brother up from football." Blaine said. Olivia scrunched up her face in disgust. "What?" Blaine laughed.

"I hate when we pick him up. He always stinky after football. We should get rid of him" She said as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Well, you're stinky, but I still keep you." Blaine replied.

"Daddy! I take a bath every night!" She retorted.

"I know munchkin." Blaine replied. "Regardless, we still need to go pick up your brother." Olivia sighed and grabbed her papers and stomped her feet as she went out the door.

"Let's go get Matty." she said. Blaine smiled and followed behind her. Together they went out to the parking lot, climbed into the car,and then drove to the other side of the school where the football stadium was located. The football players were slowly filing out of the locker room and after a few minutes, Matthew Anderson, Blaine's 15 year old son appeared. He was the quarterback of the team and one of the most popular kids in school.

"Hi Matty!" Olivia called out of the window. Matt and his friends stopped and some of them laughed; Matt however didn't and simply rolled his eyes.

"Liv, you know that your brother hates it when you do that. He's going to be very upset at you when he gets in the car." Blaine reprimanded.

"I know Daddy. That's why I did it." She said in a serious voice. Blaine laughed. That was his daughter, always sure of her actions and stubborn. Matt walked over to the car and threw his football bag into the trunk and then got in the front seat.

"Olivia, How many times have I told you not to call me Matty in front of my friends?" He growled.

"Oh, I don't know, about a million, Matty." She said with a smile. Matt turned around and reached back for his sister.

"Matt, do not kill your sister and Olivia stop antagonizing your brother." Blaine said loudly as he pulled out of the parking lot and began the ten minute drive home. Both of his children stayed quiet for the rest of the car ride. He loved them both so much, but somedays he hated being a single father. It was exhausting. He'd give anything just to be able to take a nap at least once or even be able to control the tv for an instant, but those were things he'd given up six years ago. When they got home, they all went off to do separate things. Matt headed towards his room to listen to music like he always did.

"5...4...3...2...1…" Blaine mumbled before the blaring loud music began to play. Olivia went off to the playroom to play with her dolls and Blaine headed into the kitchen to make dinner. Tonight it was going to be nothing special;most likely just an oven ready pizza. That would make both of his children happy, it was simple, and didn't require a lot of clean up While the pizza was in the oven, Blaine took a seat on the couch and closed his eyes to take a short rest. He felt a pair of arms slip around his neck and he opened his eyes. Olivia was hung around his neck, her warm face pressed against his. "What's going on honey?" he asked.

"I have a headache." She said quietly as she snuggled further into his chest. He felt her forehead, but it wasn't hot.

"You're probably just hungry." he said as he brushed her hair out of her face. "The pizza will be done soon, I promise. You had a long day today. You're going to wipe out tonight." Olivia didn't even nod she just snuggled into his chest. Within five minutes she was asleep; Blaine lifted her off of his lap and set her on the couch. The pizza had about two minutes so he went over to Matthew's room and knocked before going in. The music was loud, but not as bad as before.

"Can you turn that off? Your sister is sleeping." Blaine said. Matthew rolled his eyes and shut the music off. 'Please do not roll your eyes at me." he said. "You know how much I hate that."

"Chill, I'm sorry, okay." he said in a snide tone. Blaine took a deep breath. Sometimes having a teenager was his biggest challenge. He wished that he would have just stayed his happy little boy forever, but things had changed so much since that boy had shown his face.

"The pizza's done so can you please come out to eat. I'm not serving you in your room." Blaine told him..

"Fine." Matt sighed as he closed his laptop and stood up. They walked into the kitchen

and Blaine grabbed two paper plates after getting the pizza out of the oven and then sat down at the table.

"I need you to watch you sister tomorrow night. I have a band parent meeting." Blaine told Matt.

"Why do you go to those things? Their so boring and you don't even talk." he replied.

"Because it's my band and I actually have to know what's going on with it. Can't you just do one thing for me without arguing about?" Blaine said a little louder than he meant to.

"All I'm saying is that nothing important happens there anyway and I had other plans." Matt replied. "But, I guess I have no choice so whatever." Blaine sighed. There was no use in fighting with him and Matthew was probably right. Band parent meetings were always boring and uneventful, so why would this one be any different.