Title: Hey, Soul Sister
Rating: low, slight homophobic attitudes/comments
Warnings: Nick being absolutely oblivious to homophobic attitudes. If you have an aversion to adorableness, leave now!
Summary: The Warblers sing Hey, Soul Sister on Nick's request to remind a certain warbler that he was the love of his life. The story of ho they met and their lives around that evolves from the lyrics.
Disclaimer: Unfortunatly they are not mine. Nor is the song. But both are currently a few of my favourite things.
A/N: Nick carries on his life! Told from Nicks POV. Flashback sort of set up! Sorry about the complete lack of Jeff! Need to get some story in here somewhere amongst the fluff!
"I knew I wouldn't forget you, And so I went and let you blow my mind."
I had never daydreamed about anything as much as I did about that boy. The next day I barely did any work in maths, my history teacher yelled at me for answering her question with 'purple skinnies'. In literature we had a creative writing session, I wrote about red lipstick and blonde hair. That was possibly the point I went too far, after my teacher praised my emotional relationship to the piece and read it to the class, I was called out in the corridor by my friend Liam.
"So that blonde bird you wrote about was what gave you that ridiculous mark on your head then? Do spill." Liam was saying as we entered the lunch room and sat with our group of friends.
"Oh what's Nick spilling? Any chance its about the lipstick stain on your face?" another started as everyone peered in to see the incriminating mark.
"Hey guys, come on. It's nothing" I couldn't even contain the smile creeping on my lips at the thought of the blonde boys lipstick stain, but that caused yet more questions.
I figured after yesterday what was so bad about being gay, why shouldn't I just tell them, I felt like id be accepted.
"If you must know, it was a guy at yesterdays festival. He came up kissed me and the danced away again." I let out a breath knowing now was the best time to tell everyone. "And yes before you start any jokes about it, it was special to me, and so what if that makes me gay, I'm happy that way." I had told them and looked up expectantly, not sure what the response would be. Luke, my longest running friend, looked disgusted at me, got up and left without a word. Two more followed his example. I got one "Dude that's weird" and one "So this means we can't be friends, in case you jump me" before they left too. I was left with one person sat opposite me. Michael and I had never really been great friends, we just happened to be in the same group. He walked round to me, placed his hand on my shoulder and said he was proud of me before leaving to join the rest anyway.
And that was it, a minute later I sat with no friends, soon to be the target of bullies, and yet all I could think about was the boy who caused these emotions, the boy had put a smile on my face and all that seemed to matter was finding him. He'd taken over my every thought, no matter what happened, I knew id never forget him and the confidence he'd given me.
More on Nick being bullied next time. You know I think he might need a change, maybe going to a no tolerance school would help! =P
