It's kinda short, but it's the last chapter! This story really wasn't as good as the first, and I'm just going to write the epilogue next and then maybe start a new one, and finish my one called, Summer Break. Go check it out!

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Chapter 10

My dad hasn't even said anything to me, since I texted him last night. I bet he doesn't know that Blaine and I skipped school yet. It was only nine o clock. Blaine was driving home, and I was slightly falling asleep in the passenger seat.

"You can sleep; I was just going to go see Skylar, and then head back to my house to crash. I'm sure you wanted to come as well, so your dad doesn't find out," Blaine said, as we pulled onto the highway south.

"I'll just wait until we get to your house then," I said, but the drive was boring, and I ended up falling asleep. I didn't even realize it until Blaine was trying to carry me into the house.

"Stop it, I'm taller than you, you can't carry me, you'll fall down, or like drop me," I said, when he kicked the car door closed behind him.

"It's alright; I'm stronger than you think. We'll just go to my room, and sleep. I'm dead tired. Skylar just wondered why I wasn't in school,"

"Whatever, as long as we can cuddle," I whispered tiredly, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

He struggled on the stairs a little bit, but I just laughed.

"I have to be able to do it for the wedding day," he said, and opened his door, and plopped down onto bed.

I didn't even bother getting up; I lifted my butt, and took off my pants, sliding out of them. Blaine laughed at me, but stood up and took off all his clothes but his boxers. I was hesitant, but I ended up taking my vest, and button up shirt off as well. I don't know how long we slept, but I woke up when my phone was ringing in my jeans laying on the floor. Blaine was totally passed out though. It was my dad calling. I looked at the time, and it was a little passed noon.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Where are you?" he asked, sounding slightly angry.

"Uh, at lunch. I really can't talk," I hurried and made up a lie. I knew this was just going to get me in more trouble. '

"No you aren't. Neither you nor Blaine is at school today. The secretary called me,"

"Uh, so I might be at Blaine's house," I replied.

"Yeah, well come home right now," he said.

"Dad! I'm tired, can you just let me sleep here, and then I'll come home when I'm actually awake, and then you can yell at me," I complained, getting up and walking to Blaine and Skylar's connecting bathroom so I don't wake up Blaine.

"Why are you tired? Are you sick or something?" he asked, losing his angry tone of voice.

"No, Blaine and I just stayed up all night," I said, and after a second I added, "Studying."

"You're to be home before I leave for work. If you're not, I will come and get you," he said, after a long pause.

"Thank you," I said, and then hung up. I threw my iPhone on Blaine's bedside table, and then got back into bed and almost immediately fell back asleep.

Skylar came home today. She was dressed and ready to go. I bet she was more excited than Blaine was, and Blaine was rushing nurses to get the papers.

"God, its terrible being here. Although, the food isn't as bad as everyone says it is. At least not here it isn't. Or maybe it's just for kids, because I get food like school lunches, but cooked better. Although, that may be just my opinion because I have weird tastes," Skylar rambled.

"Yeah, these people can't seriously work any faster? I've been waiting to hear from them for like an hour. I just want to leave," Blaine said, pretty much talking to himself.

I raised an eyebrow at the two of them. I didn't even get a glance. They were preoccupied with everything. When the nurse finally did come back in, Blaine grumbling mean things, we were able to leave. Blaine was driving his car, so Skylar was lain out in the back. The drive was quick, but Blaine seemed to be in an impatient mood. It took just a few seconds of her trying to get into the house for Blaine to just scooped her up in his arms and carry her to her room.

I just took her bag out of the backseat and followed them inside. At least while Blaine and I were hanging around here, we would have some alone time.

Once she got situated with the remote, some lunch, and her laptop for things to do, Blaine and I head downstairs to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie. "This is going to be hard. I know you already talked to Principal Figgins about it, and Carole, but you're going to have to work hard to keep caught up in classes. I'll bring you my notes on the classes we share. This material is much easier than Dalton though," I said, once we sat down.

"I know. I'll do it when she's sleeping; which will probably be most of the day considering how strong those pain pills are. I still have to take some other days off as well to take her to Physical Therapy," he said.

"Well yeah, but we'll get through it. I'll be here to help. Then we can spend the summer together, and next year we'll be seniors, and graduate, and go to New York and live together," I said smiling.

Blaine rolled his eyes, "Let's just get the rest of this school year over with."

"Yeah, I know. Then we'll be seniors. Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday, I was worrying about being a freshman. Skylar's going to be a freshman next year with us too? Is she going to McKinley?" I asked.

"I don't know; if she wants to. I've been trying to persuade her. I think she is though," Blaine replied.

"Well that's cool. We can get her in Glee Club, and start getting younger people in. I mean, we are going to graduate, so we can't be in the club forever," I said.

"Yeah. Graduation. We have tests to worry about. We already took OGT's, and I've passed. They were quite easy too,"

"It's Ohio Graduation Tests, of course they're easy. The people who write the standards and tests think we're all stupid. At least Dalton had challenging work," I said.

"Yeah, Ohio is pretty terrible. I haven't had to really study for anything there this year. Normally tests include staying at Wes and David's place for hours and studying and quizzing each other," Blaine replied

. "Yeah, I do better sometimes when I don't actually study,"

"How is that possible?"

"Well, studying includes reading, and going over stuff, but most of it never actually shows up on the test, so I have in my head all the wrong stuff, and don't even remember the material. The teachers just suck," I said.

"I guess you have a point. I never see Skylar studying? She's in all honors classes though," Blaine replied.

"Do you have any popcorn? It's completely fatty and terrible, but I could really go for some right now. We can watch some movie, and then I don't know," I said.

"Uh, I don't know. I know Skylar doesn't like popcorn, so I don't know if I have any," Blaine replied, and getting up to go into the large kitchen.

I followed. He went into the larger pantry, and came out with a red pot like thing and a bag of kernels. "We have to make our own, I don't have any microwavable bags," Blaine said, setting the red thing on the stove top.

"I've never had homemade popcorn," I said, with an intriguing smile.

"Really? Wow," Blaine replied, and got the cooking oil out from its cabinet.

He poured a little bit into the pot and put a little bit of kernels in it as well. "You want to turn the handle?" he asked, gesturing to the handle on the pot.

It had another handle on it and you could twist it. I guess it was for moving the popcorn around. "Sure!"

Blaine gave it right to me, and turned on the heat. "I can't wait for Skylar to start walking around, and cooking again. I love her cooking. Since she wants to be a chef, she randomly makes stuff, and I have no idea what it even is; she just tells me to eat it, and about ninety-five percent of the time it's delicious. There was that one time," Blaine said, trailing off.

"One time what? Sounds interesting," I said, sitting on the stool in between the oven and the counter while turning the pot handle constantly.

"Well, she tried to make red velvet cake from scratch, and it was terrible. Maybe she didn't whip it up enough, but we threw the whole thing out after one bite," Blaine said, smiling, remembering the good times.

"Oh wow. I've done that before. I like baking, but I probably won't fulfill it as my career. I bet she'll be very successful. I've never eaten anything from her though so I don't know,"

"Well, she probably has the whole house bugged or something, so stop talking about her," Blaine joked.

I laughed, and then jumped when one of the popcorn kernels finally popped. Blaine went into a laughing fit. I continued turning it, until it stopped popping, and turned off the heat. "I have no idea where the big bowls are or whatever," I said.

"Oh, yeah, here," Blaine said, and reached up to one of the top shelves for a large blue glass bowl.

"Thanks," I said, and poured the contents into that bowl. I salted it, and returned to the living room sectional couch. It was really comfy, and something Blaine obviously picked out. The house was pretty much furnished by a girl, but this living room was definitely Blaine's. Maybe it was their parents' idea, but I've only seen them here once.

The movie was about two hours long, and we sat and watched it, occasionally easting the popcorn. There was a lot left when the movie was over though. Blaine started throwing some in the air, and catching them in his mouth. I tried, but missed completely.

"Show off," I said, and threw a piece at him. He laughed and threw some back at me. It ended up with a massive popcorn fight and laughing and running around; it made us forget about our responsibilities. Yeah, it was a nice day.