Chapter 3:
5:37 A.M. on a school night, never again, Blaine thought to himself while walking to his locker.
He had stayed up the entire night playing video games with Puck, and was now paying the consequences. As he struggled to remember his locker combination, he saw Kurt approaching from down the hallway.
"Oh… my…. GOD!" Kurt gasped as he approached a man who resembled his boyfriend. He stopped and examined him with great concern. Blaine had patches of gel in his hair, his bow tie was not matching with the rest of his outfit, and he had huge heavy bags underneath his eyes. "What happened?"
"Long night and I'm still super tired from it," Blaine managed to say through a yawn, "and I have been placed way behind schedule. I literally almost came to school as Captain Underpants. How do I look though? It isn't that bad is it," Blaine asked.
"I'm not going to answer that. Just don't you fear because you have a boyfriend that can make any fashion disaster into tasteful expression," Kurt explained. "Wait right here while I go to my locker."
"Sure," Blaine replied.
As Kurt disappeared down the hallway, Blaine gathered the necessary supplies and textbooks from his locker and began placing them into his backpack. While waiting for Kurt he looked around and saw a few goths walking by, following a group of Cheerios. It had been a very long time since he had been to a public school and he had yet adjusted to the culture. Kurt returned and handed him a few items.
"Apply these two bottles of leave-in conditioner using the blue top first, very imperative. Then use the gel and lastly this bottle of expensive top notch face lotion. Take off bow tie, use this vest, and you will be good to go," Kurt ordered.
"Wow just for me? Thanks Kurt," Blaine responded.
"Of course, though I can't give all the credit to me being selfless, I like dressing you," Kurt admitted.
"Well thanks and I will apply these things in between the next class," Blaine said as he began stuffing the items into his backpack.
"You being tired explained why I didn't see you in advanced psychology class earlier today, you know sitting beside yours truly? You must've been sleeping in the back corner. Everyone knows that Mr. Johnson's cocked-eye won't allow him to look in that area while instructing," Kurt stated.
"No, actually I just got here," Blaine informed.
"What?! You missed both of your morning classes," Kurt asked. "You've never ever missed a class in the history of attending classes. Why in the world were you up so late? Is everything alright at home?"
"Everything is fine at home. Remember I called you when Puck came by, well we ended up staying up till around 5:37 a.m."
"That mohawked delinquent was probably being the typical obstructionist! I'm so sorry you had to endure the entire night with that douche. I didn't know it was that bad, oh I should have listened to you when you were trying to tell me. I can back you up with your complaint to Mr. Schue about how your current partner's juvenile traits are now affecting your education, and how it has ruined your perfect attendance record inevitably! I'm even offering both verbal and written documentation, whichever you prefer," Kurt assured.
Before Blaine could reply, Puck came walking towards him in the hallway with a Cheerio in each arm.
"Sup homoflexible, see you in glee club," Puck joked as they passed by.
"You would think that after all this time of being a part of the glee club, he would have learned to accept people for who they were and not remain in his old closed-minded way of thinking. Some people just have no hope," Kurt affirmed.
"Your bigotry will not go unrewarded Noah! I promise you the gifted future of minimum wage career jumps and the owning of motionless mobile homes!" Kurt yelled down the hallway.
"No Kurt. I think it was a compliment," Blaine corrected as he closed his locker.
Kurt burst into laughter "Good one, a compliment!"
"You just have to work on how you deliver the sarcasm. It almost sounded as if you meant it," Kurt told Blaine.
"I did mean it," Blaine replied.
"Last night actually was a fun experience. Puck and I have way more in common than I thought and we actually were getting along well," Blaine informed before giving Kurt a big hug. "I'll see you later don't want to miss any more classes today. I'll give you your stuff back after school, Love you."
He slowly left a distraught faced Kurt, and began heading to his next class.
**************************** TIME GAP *****************************
Blaine entered his home and began walking to his room until he heard a strange sound downstairs. Alerted, he walked down towards the sound and followed it as it guided him out the side door of his home. Intrigued by the sound, he continued to follow even through an unpaved road. Slowly, he began to recognize that the scream was the speech of a familiar voice. He trailed further down the unpaved road, which lead into a forest, ignoring all impulses to retreat to safety. "Release!" he heard someone cry. This made him become hesitant but his curiosity pushed each foot step. Finally a figure was visible in his trail and he began to move at a faster pace. It was a boy in some kind of cage. "Release!" the boy yelled continuously. "RELEASE!" Blaine looked around the forest and quickly broke a branch from a tree. He came to the cage and levered the branch about the cages entrance. It broke free and the caged boy escaped flying upward into the sky. "Hey! Who are you? Show me your face!" Blaine yelled before backing away in shock. It was himself…
"….derson… Anderson… Mr. Anderson?"
Blaine lifted his head from his desk.
"Would you like a pillow because you are snoring as if you do?" The history teacher asked.
Several classmates began laughing.
"I'm so sorry Sir," Blaine responded embarrassedly.
"It's ok, just meet me after class," His teacher said.
The class began oohing.
"I don't need a peanut gallery," The teacher informed the class before returning to his lecture.
After class ended, Blaine got his belongings and headed towards his seated instructor. His heart was beating fast completely unaware of the amount of detentions in store.
"Mr. Anderson what's going on? Besides some bow tie choices, it's not like you to cause a disturbance in the classroom," The teacher questioned.
"I'm sorry I just went to bed later than usual and was a bit tired. It won't happen again."
The teacher gave Blaine a stern glare to see if he was being truthful. After a few moments he finally settled and prepared to deliver the penalty.
"Since you are one of my good ones, I'll give you a freebie but you should know sleeping isn't an activity I condone in my classroom," He informed.
"Yes Sir," Blaine answered. After the teacher nodded for Blaine to be dismissed he grabbed his belongings and headed to glee club.
That was close he thought to himself.
"Hey Luigi, wait up."
It was Puck behind him.
"I'm surprised you are talking to me in public," Blaine confessed.
"I'll stop if you're going to be a vagina about it," Puck teased with a grin.
"Oh hush! Man how are you still functioning? We had about 3 hours of sleep," Blaine wondered.
"Easy man, badasses are nocturnal. We thrive in the night and sleep during the day. IT is also because my sleep time is during my classes," Puck said before slap-boxing Blaine.
"Stop that," Blaine said while smiling.
Puck gave him one light jab on the arm before stopping.
"Alright Luigi, let's go to glee club," Puck directed.
"I wonder if anyone else finished their duet assignment," Blaine said.
"I doubt Rachel and Santana did. Santana's fine as hell, but she is the capital B in bitch, and Rachel, though a fellow Jew, is the capital A in annoying," Puck told Blaine.
"Let's hope so. I don't want us to be the only group that didn't do the assignment," Blaine admitted.
As they walked into the classroom, Mr. Schue pointed them to their seats. Everyone was seated within their groups. "Wait, where's Sue?" Puck asked Blaine before Mr. Schue began speaking.
"I know you guys are wondering why the last glee club was canceled, and also if today you will be presenting your selections for the half-time show. Unfortunately, after a few tiring meetings I was no longer able to convince Principal Figgins to allow us to be a part. He gave both slots to the Cheerios."
"What the!" Tina exclaimed. "So all of that preparation and those arranged practices in vain?"
"No not exactly. Instead of performing at the half-time show I will offer the same deal as last year, a free dinner at Breadsticks," Will responded smiling.
"You are now giving us a trip to Breadsticks, versus the last offering of a trip to fame and fortune through television. Only the craziest of all people would not notice the giant drop from losing the first option," Mercedes compared. "That is a million dollar difference."
"You see Mr. Schue, even the widest of our glee club members aren't falling for that crap of a reward. ARETHA FRANKly has a point. I did not miss out on MY weekend to practice with the demanding Virgin Mary, whose nose was used as inspiration for the creation of a certain cartoon character displayed on every Kellogg's Fruit Loops cereal box in America, only to be offered a stale has been. No, I wants my TVtime," Santana concluded.
"Is winning a free dinner to Breadsticks that bad? Also, you had the opportunity to add more music of your choice to our repertoire," Will questioned.
"We didn't even finish ours. One of our members was being difficult in the song selection area," Tina whined while looking at Brittany.
"I just wanted to show my support to Lord Tubbington. He decided to apply for Guinness World Records as the fattest feline smoker. Until he wins, I will only sing songs that have the words meat or camel in their title. In fact, Mr. Schue I believe that they would be really great for sectionals," Brittany explained.
"Bless her heart," Mercedes said.
"Alright alright. Just give me a little while and I will have a better reward. In the meantime, please continue practicing and working in your groups," Will insisted. "Now do we have any groups who would like to present today?"
The room was filled with silence.
"No? Well I guess we will continue next class," Will concluded. "You're dismissed to go rehearse."
I'm so glad that we aren't the only ones who weren't ready, Blaine thought.
As he was looking around at all the other students beginning to meet and separate into groups he felt a tap on the shoulder.
"Hey Luigi wanna meet tonight at your spot to go over the music," Puck asked.
"Yeah sure but first I will need to take a long nap and regain some energy," Blaine answered.
"Ok dude that's cool see you then. Tell Blinky I will see him soon," Puck snickered.
Blaine rolled his eyes and then grinned at him before leaving home.
FINN!
(my way of saying finish.)
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