They're My Family Chapter 4: She's In The A Team, a glee fanfic

The four weeks went past slowly. Blair trailed from class to class, meeting to meeting. She'd see her classmates from glee in the halls or the cafeteria but no one payed attention to her much. The only person who seemed to take any real interest in her was Sam.

Blair didn't know about Sam. He sent funny little shivers through her every time he looked at her with those deep green eyes. She felt like he was staring into her soul, like he was trying to read her innermost thoughts. Blair thought he was really attractive, even with the dyed blonde hair. She hated dyed hair but Blair couldn't imagine him with anything different.

It was finally time for the glee lesson where the Australia assignment would be taking place. Blair was really excited to see what her classmates had come up with and she was ready to blow them away with her song choice. A song she was certain they hadn't heard very much recently. Sam and Blair had been meeting during the weeks so that Sam would be up to date with the latest and the greatest in Australian songs. But she would never disclose to him what song she'd chosen to sing.

Blair walked into a room full of ice cold glares and dark looks. She looked at the club in confusion, wondering what she could've possibly down to deserve the looks she was getting. She spotted a seat a little distance away from anyone in the club and sat down. Sam walked in and noticed the way that his friends were treating Blair and frowned. He noted the way that Santana's mouth was turned up in a sly smile and filed it away for later inspection.

"Alright," Mr Schue began, "everyone's here so let's get started. Who wants to go – Okay Rachel, you go first."

Rachel stood up and took her place at the front of the group. She somehow managed to pull off a great version of a great hit of The Veronicas – Untouched. The time went along much like this. Members getting up and singing different versions. Artists like Vanessa Amorosi, Guy Sebastian, Stan Walker, Jessica Mauboy and Olivia Newton-John were all covered. Soon it came Blair's turn to sing a song.

"This song is a personal favourite of mine," she said as she was getting up to sing. The music began and everyone shifted in their seats, intrigued by the unfamiliar tune.

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, days end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
For angels to fly

Blair closed her eyes and sucked in her breath. Memories of what she'd reduced herself to leading up to the move to America flashed before her eyes. Those few weeks were the worst weeks of her life.

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
Or angels to die

When Blair finished the song everyone clapped, but only out of courtesy. Blair didn't seem to notice this but Sam did. He was getting rather peeved at the clubs lack of interest in Blair's input. He'd also noticed that they hadn't been talking to her outside of glee. Something had happened and Sam suspected Santana had something to do with it.

"Sam? You're up!" Mr. Schue exclaimed, snapping Sam out of his thoughts. He nodded and walked up the front.

I know you're hurting
Feels like you're learning
'Bout life the hard way
And it ain't working
Seems like forever
That you've been falling
It's time to move on
Your life is calling, yeah

This was never meant to be the end
Close the book and start again

Cos I know how hard it can get
You've gotta lift
You've gotta lift
And sometimes that's how is
But i know you're stronger
Stronger than this
You've gotta lift
You've gotta lift

When you can feel your
Whole body's aching
What's left of your heart
It won't stop aching
You've gotta let go
You took a hit
Time to pick up now
And move on from this

This was never meant to be the end
Close the book and start again

Cos I know how hard it can get
You've gotta lift
You've gotta lift
And sometimes that's how is
But i know you're stronger
Stronger than this
You've gotta lift
You've gotta lift

You've gotta lift yourself up above all the hurt
Don't give in
Wipe your eyes and remember your better than this
Let them know that they took their best shot and they missed
Come on and lift

Cos I know how hard it can get
You've gotta lift
You've gotta lift
And sometimes that's how is
But i know you're stronger
Stronger than this
You've gotta lift
You've gotta lift

Pick up now...
Pick up now...

Sam didn't realise it but his choice of song really touched Blair. The way the song dug deep and encouraged Blair to power through the bad choices she'd made before America really helped her. She smiled and grabbed Sam's hand as he sat down beside her. He squeezed it in return and turned his attention back to Mr Schuester out the front.

"Okay guys, you all did really well with this assignment and you all managed to find some great Australian songs. So, pack it up and I'll see you next time!"

The group stood up and headed for the doors. Sam caught the wrist of the closest person he could – Finn. Finn turned around and looked down at Sam. He frowned slightly in confusion but then quickly covered it up. Sam smiled back but then his expression turned very serious.

"Hey, Sam. What's up?" Finn asked, very aware of why Sam was looking at him the way he was.

"I think you know what's up, Finn. Why does everyone suddenly hate Blair?"

Finn looked hesitant and then...confused. "You mean, Santana hasn't told you?"

"Told me what?"

"About Blair." Finn stated as if nothing was out of the ordinary, except that the entire club had been ignoring her all week.

"What about Blair?"

"Blair's like, an Australian drug addict." Sam let out a harsh groan. Of course Santana would dig enough to find this out. Blair hadn't told him anything except that the weeks leading up to her move she'd been through some rough stuff but he hadn't expected this. If this got out Blair would be shunned by the entire school.

"So what, Finn? When did you become the guy that ignored someone because of their past? Considering your history with Quinn and even Rachel you should be the last person to be shunning someone because of their past. When did you become thatguy?"

"Look Sam, I'm not in the least turned off by this. Blair's a great girl, she really is. I tried to talk everyone out of it but it was hard. Rachel's the only one who listened to me. Sam, I'm trying to get them to be nice to her. Rachel's trying too. Santana's good at persuasion. Why don't you talk to them?" Finn walked out leaving Sam to stare at the floor. After a few moments and several heavy sighs he looked up into the eyes of Blair.

She was standing there with her head down slightly so she was practically looking at the ground and her hands were crossed in front of her chest. Sam frowned. He could tell that she could tell that he knew. Sam walked over to her and tipped her head up.

"You know, don't you?" she asked quietly. Her voice was so quiet Sam had to strain his ears to hear her. He nodded his head and Blair's head fell again.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Sam. There's more I should tell you. That song I sang, TheATeam, when I first heard it I was so shocked that a song could relate to the position I was in. The song, along with the singer, became one of my favourites because it was so like me,"

"But Blair, that song is about a prostitute on meth. How could it relate to you?"

"God, Sam. I need to tell you everything,"

Lyrics belong to Shannon Noll: Lift. And Ed Sheeran: The A Team

I do not own Glee.

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