Anything But Perfect
Chapter 4
Okay, this is more shot-in-the dark. I've added a new character – not main, but recurring (fingers crossed) I decided Blaine needs a 'person', as each character does. So Blaine has his person; please tell me what you think of them.
Thank you guys for reading, hope you enjoy this chapter! :D
I do not own Glee
"No." Blaine stood his ground.
"But tweed would look so good on you!"
"No." Kurt huffed off to the next clothes rail. Blaine picked a shirt out. "I like this one."
"No Blaine." They both sighed. After half an hour more of aimless shopping, Kurt called in reinforcements.
Rachel walked round the corner, surveying the store critically before standing next to the boys.
"No, completely wrong store. Come with me." She dragged them to a store further down the mall. To her credit, there were some pretty nice clothes. Unfortunately for them, Rachel was heading towards the pink sweatpants and knitted, formless jumpers.
"Reinforcements." Remarked Blaine, pulling out his phone.
A few minutes later, a girl appeared. She had short blonde hair, dip dyed blue at the tips, tied up in a spiky ponytail. She had heavy eyeliner and eye shadow decorating her already startling blue eyes. She wore dark blue jeans and a bright blue shirt artistically ripped up the sides. She had brightly coloured bangles up her arms. Her impish face split into a smile at the sight of Blaine. She threw herself at him and he twirled her around.
"Tessa! It's been too long!" Kurt tapped his foot with impatience (and perhaps a little bit of jealousy, but he wasn't going to admit that to anyone). Rachel was busy delving in the clothes rack for horrendous cardigans and hadn't noticed the tearful reunion.
Blaine and Tessa stopped the embrace and stood back. Blaine bounced around.
"This is Tessa guys; she's totally awesome. She has brilliant fashion sense." He saw the look on Kurt's face. He immediately backtracked, looking slightly scared. "I mean… Not as good as Kurt… But…" Kurt smiled and Blaine breathed a sigh of relief.
Tessa spoke up. "So this is the fabulous Kurt you speak of so much? Jeez , Blaine, why did you call me for fashion help when you practically have your own personal portfolio here?" She grinned mischievously, tugging the scarf Kurt was wearing. "And if you're not an Alexander McQueen follower I will eat this scarf." Kurt's eyes twinkled. "I like her already."
Artie and Tina sat in the library researching for a science project for which they had been made lab partners. Tina didn't look too happy about the agreement and kept checking her phone for texts from Mike. When he was dancing she rarely got a reply, but still… It was unusual for her not to get any at all. She frowned.
Artie looked up at her. He pushed a notebook with a few facts written on it over to her.
"Ohio has had over 200 earthquakes since 1776, according to this book." He passed the book over to her to. She looked over it and added some notes to her presentation.
"There were two earthquakes in 1937 and one in 1986 that caused 'significant' damage." Tina read from the book. She paused and checked her phone again.
**No messages**
She sighed and leant over her work again. Artie felt bad for her. He knew how it felt to feel like you were being ignored by the one you loved.
"So, why don't you show me what sort of moves you know?" Mike stood in front of Santana. She gave him a suggestive smile and he turned around quickly to turn on the music. A steady beat thudded from the stereo. She started dancing. Finally, something for her to focus on… Instead of him. Her glances made him uneasy.
He directed her dancing. "No, swing your arm like this" he demonstrated, "Yeah, that's good, well done."
He smiled at her. She smiled back. She had quite a nice smile, when she wasn't putting it on. He joined in, copying the moves perfectly, adding flips and spins. They stopped dancing and stood breathless looking at each other.
She smiled at him in that way again… He moved back a step. She moved forward and put her hands on his shoulders.
"Thanks for the lesson Mike. You're such a great guy." She moved so close they were almost touching. Mike shifted from foot to foot, trying to not look her in the eyes.
"Look, I should be getting back…" he protested.
She leaned forward and kissed him full on the lips, her arms around his neck.