Blaine
The hazel eyed boy rolled over and slapped the alarm clock to slience it. He blew the few stray curls out of his eyes, which only reminded him that he needed to buy more hair gel. He glanced over at the empty bed across the room. It had been weeks since he left and Blaine wondered why he still hadn't gotten a new roommate. Blaine was thankful he had so much supportive and understanding friends, but he was lonely in this room. He liked coming in every evening and having someone to talk to about the events of the day. He missed the company.
Blaine rolled out of bed and pulled on his Dalton uniform, which he had carelessly tossed across the room. He heard a quiet knock on the door and knew immediatly that it was Wes. Wes was quiet mannerly ( much like Blaine ) for his age and wouldn't charge into a room unannouced, like his other friends. Blaine pulled open the door and let Wes inside who made his way over to Blaines desk and sat down.
"So at the Warblers meeting today I figured we'd go over Teenage Dream" Wes said. Blaine smiled, it took him ages to get the other guys to agree to sing Teenage Dream in the first place, Katy Perry was his favourite artist. Today the Warblers were performing infront an audience. Usually Warblers meetings were private but sometimes they were open to anybody who wanted to hear them. Blaine was nervous though, he usually led most of the songs and people always expected alot from him.
Blaine ran his fingers through his hair. "OK" He turned back to the mirror and squeezed the last of the hair gel into his hands.
"Blaine, I know the gel in the hair thing is your look, but have you ever thought of , like, leaving it alone. I mean you more product in your hair then any girl I know. And that isn't a good sign, mate." Wes said picking up one of Blaine's notebooks.
Blaine threw his head back and laughed. "Wes, look at my head. I look like an unloved poodle." He rubbed his greasy hands through his hair. His hair was extremely soft but once the gel set it would harden and be quiet unpleasant to touch. But then again who would be touching his hair. He would often mock Blaine over the amount of gel Blaine put in hair. "Besides who even cares what my hair looks like, its not like im trying to impress anybody." Blaine sighed.
Wes looked up from Blaines notebook and over to the other boy, who was now just staring into his own sad eyes angerly.
"You have to forget about him." Wes said. "Holding on to the past will not do you any good."
"I thought you got rid of all of these" Wes continued holding up a picture of boys who were wrapped around eachother. It must have fallen out of Blaines grey eyes staring out at Blaine only made him studder with sadness.
"I thought I did." He walked over to Wes and took the picture from you him. He glared at it before throwing it in the trash.
"Come on, we're going to be late for breakfast." Blaine shrugged it off before grabbing his bag and walking from his room hoping to avoid anymore unwanted questions from Wes. He wanted this feelings to disappear but you don't love somebody for nearly a year and then not feel anything. He floated down to the canteen with Wes and his face brightened when he saw his friends calling him from their table.
He sat down next to Trent and David. " Whats up?" Wes said.
"David got himself a new girlfriend!" Jeff said elbowing David in the gut.
"Well can you blame her, I mean look at me." David leaned back and resting his head on his folded arms.
"What's her name ?" Blaine asked, happy that his focus was elsewhere.
"Ashley. She's absolutely gorgeous." He beamed. The rest of breakfast continued much like this, David was flooded with questions about Ashley. Blaine learned that David had met her at the mall, when he slipped a slushie down her back. Everyone else laughed at this, David merely shrugged it off and told them it was all part of his plan. David was known for being a clutz. But that was all part of his charm.
"You nervous about today?" Trent asked Blaine as they were walking to class. Trent was holding a mirror up to his face and was fixing his hair, Blaine occasionally had to stir him out of the way of on coming pupils. Trent was gay and much like Blaine was very into his a appearance.
"Yeah, I guess." Blaine said trying to sound brave, but Trent could hear the quiver in his voice.
"You'll be fine." Trent said before saying goodbye and disappearing into a classroom. Blaine thought about his dance moves on the way to class. Sure he was the caption of the Warblers and he knew the council wouldn't have given him that position if he wasn't good enough. But that only added the pressure.
On his way to class he saw the sign up sheet for the schools play, they were teaming up with their sister school Crawford Country Day. He smiled as he thought of the blue-green eyes of Kurt and how he hobbled across the McKinley stage sporting the bald cap and feather duster. Thinking about Kurt had been something Blaine was doing alot recently. He shook his head he didn't need distractions
He sighed when he finally heard the last bell. Blaines eyes locked with Wes from across the room.
"Ill meet you down there" Blaine mouthed. Wes nodded and walked from the classroom. Blaine stuffed his books into his bag and wandered out into the crowded hall and made his way to the grand stair-case. He pulled out his golden pocket watch, which was something he always carried around in his pocket as a sort of good luck charm. It once belonged to his father. Blaine remembered that day fondly, it was christmas and his father had gotten drunk on whiskey. The two of them were having a great time laughing and watching movies, Blaine was so much at ease he turned to his father and told him his secret. He just kind of blurted it out , " Dad i'm gay". His father turned and patted him on the back and smiled. He then handed Blaine a golden pocket watch and kissed him on the cheek before excusing himself to bed. At that moment, Blaine truely felt accepted. It wasn't until the next day that it woke up that he realized his father was too drunk to remember the nights events. Unfortunely Blaines father wasn't as supportive when he was sober.
Blaine had just made his way to the bottom of the stairs when he heard a timd but familiar voice.
"Excuse me" Blaine looked up and saw a beautiful pair of blue-green eyes, he smiled. "Um-Hi, can I ask you a question I'm new here."
Blaine stuffed his watch into his pocket an stretched out his hand. A surge of warmth shot up Blaines arm. He knew exactly what Kurt was doing here as he , himself , did the same not two weeks ago. Except, even if he did say so himself, did a better job. Kurt was dressed in a mock up of the Dalton uniform and looked adorable.
"My name is Blaine." Blaine smiled up at Kurt who was standing a few steps up from the hazel eyed boy.
"Kurt" He relied taking Blaines hand and gazed into Blaines eyes. A few more boys rushed past the two and Kurt pulled his hand back."So what exactly is going on?" Kurt asked confused.
"The Warblers!" Blaine announced a little more enthusiastic than needed. " Every now and then they throw an impromptu performance in the senior commons. It tends to shut the school down for a while." Blaine looked towards the groups of people making their way to the senior commons.
Kurt looked awe-struck."So, wait , the Glee club here is kind of, cool?"
Blaine nodded." The Warblers are like-" He paused looking for the right word. "-rockstars". Blaine smiled and he realized he just praised himself.
Kurts perfectly plucked eyebrows raised.
"Come on, I know a short-cut." Blaine said grabbing Kurt hand again. He pulled him through the back door and down the side hall-way. Blaine loved the feeling of having somebody's hand to hold again. He squeezed Kurts hand lightly as the two of them arrived at the senior commons.
Blaine pushed open the two doors open and pulled Kurt through them. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, leading the enemy right into their base, but he didn't care. There was something about the look in Kurts eyes that told Blaine, Kurt wasn't just here just to spy on their glee club.
Kurt looked around and took in the scene infront of him. Dozens of Dalton boys moving tables, talking and smiling.
"I stick out like a sore thumb." Kurt said blushing again.
Blaine internally smiled but played along. He reached over and pulled on the lapel of Kurts jacket. "Well next time don't forget your jacket and you'll fit right in ." He patted Kurt on the shoulder and winked and him which caused Kurt to smile.
Blaine glanced around and locked eyes with Wes. The other boys were already assembled and started wasn't gonna lie, he wanted to impress Kurt like Kurt impressed him during Rocky Horror.
Blaine smiled, "Now if you'll excuse me." Blaine backed up and joined the other boys. He nodded his head to the boys harmonies before singing himself.
Before you met me, I was alright
But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life
Now every February you'll be my valentine, valentine
Blaine loved singing, it was his passion. His father wasn't very supportive, but then again his father wasn't very supportive of anything Blaine did. Its just, when he starts to sing something clicks inside him and everything else melts away.
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I, we'll be young forever
Except for this time. This time he was singing infront of Kurt. He didn't know why he was so nervous Kurt was a perfect stranger to him. But the look Kurt was giving him, made Blaine blush. He found it hard to concintrate.
You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
Let's runaway and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
But Kurt had another look in his face too. One that Blaine couldn't quiet make out. Kurts eyes were locked with his but often glanced around the room at the reaction of the other Dalton boys in awe.
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I, we'll be young forever
You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
Let's runaway and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
I'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Yeah ,You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
Let's runaway and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch, now baby I believe
This is real, so take a chance
And don't ever look back, don't ever look back
I'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Once the song was over, Blaine got a warm reaction from his fellow students. Jeff and Nick came up behind Blaine and gave him a knowing look.
"I'll handle this boys, you had better get Wes and the others in on what we did." Blaine told the two of them before turning to face Kurt , who was clapping and smiling brightly. Blaine smiled, he could get used to somebody like Kurt.
Hello again! OK so i've decided to continue. So this was part TV programme part me. But i'm not sticking with the TV plot in the next few chapters it will start to be more noticible. Although I want Kurt to go to Dalton so ... Thank you so much all the reviews , I love your fed back anywho i'm rambling ( Which I tend to do )
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