Chapter Eleven: Sylvester Shuffle

A couple of weeks later, Blaine got home and Will was sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for him. Blaine put his book bag down to get a soda out of the fridge. He didn't hear Will at first when he said that he wanted to talk to him. Blaine was sure that he knew what this was about. "Will, if you're going to tell me that I need to break up with Sam, I'm not going to. I know you think that I'm being too serious with him. But I'm not going to let him get in the way of my future. He loves me, Will. He's not going to get in the way. Why is it wrong that I have someone that loves me? Everyone in the whole world wants that, Will. Everyone. If they say they don't, they're lying. Why can't you just let me have him? I know that you're my guardian now, and what you say goes." Blaine stopped to take a breath. "Do you get that my life has been shit? I mean, utter and complete shit. Why can't I hold onto the one good thing that's ever happened to me? He… WIll, he didn't even hesitate when I called him about my lame excuse for a father." Blaine's eyes brushed with tears. "I'm 15 years old and my parents gave me away because I'm gay. You…. you will never know what that's like, I don't care how many times you fuck Cooper Smythe." This was something that made Will's jaw drop. Blaine almost didn't care, as much as he loved Will and needed him. Blaine hated being attacked about Sam.

"I don't know how you know about Coop and I, but I'm an adult. I should be allowed to sleep with who I want without my teenage son throwing it in my face!" This was the first time he'd said it out loud to Blaine, and despite the fact that they were fighting, Will noticed they both welled up with tears. "Blaine, I… with Cooper, it is a serious thing. But I'm not a 15 year old high school student. And no, I don't understand how bad your life has been. I'm trying to change that. You can be who you want in this apartment. But Blaine… you and Sam are too serious. You… do you think I don't know about the engagement? I do. I just happened to hear you on the phone. You know I would never invade your privacy like that. But you… you're 15 years old, Blaine! You shouldn't be engaged. I know how driven you are. I know that you want to go to college. I know that. I know that you think you still will even if you're engaged. But you won't. You'll get closer to graduation, and you'll want to get married before you go to college. I know it's not legal for you yet. But I also know that you will do it anyway. It should be legal, that's not what the point is. The point is you shouldn't. Not until you're older. Sam is your first serious boyfriend. How do you know if you'll still want him when you both graduate?"

"I will never not want Sam, Will! You think that I don't know when you met Terri? I do. You were in high school with her. Just because you and Terri didn't work out doesn't mean that Sammy and I are going to end up the same way! I know that you think that we're going to break up if we get married. It's.. I know that you think that you know what love is. You don't. Not if you think that Sam and I will break up. I'm not breaking up with Sammy. I'm not. I love him. Do you not understand how amazing it is that he was there for me? A grown adult may not have stuck by someone like that. But Sammy did. He didn't think twice. He came over and helped me! Why should I break up with him?!"

All of what he said made sense, and Will didn't know what to say. He still felt that Blaine and Sam were too serious. Will could see the emotion in Blaine's face. And he knew that Blaine was right about all of it. Will didn't think that he really had had a love that was real. At least, till now, with Cooper. He really did love Cooper. Will took a deep breath. "I didn't really know what love was until Cooper. I thought I loved Emma. But she left me when I did what was the right thing. Taking you in. She wasn't… she wasn't who I thought she was. But I am in love for real now. But I'm an adult with a life already. You are 15 years old. You shouldn't be this serious. Don't you know that high school relationships never last? Terri and I aren't together anymore."

"You keep bringing that up. That I'm only fifteen. Why does that mean that I'm not really in love? It's not like we're getting married soon. We just know that we found the one. Just because the survival rate for high school relationships isn't very high doesn't mean that Sam and I will break up." Blaine grabbed his bookbag. "I have homework to do." He glared at Will and left the room before Will could forbid him to see Sam. Although Blaine doubted that he would do that. He got to his room and put the bag down, and then called Sam. They had to discuss this. Sam didn't answer until the fourth ring and Blaine held back his frustration. "Will had that talk about us breaking up with me."

That didn't surprise Sam at all. They'd been expecting this for awhile. Sam put his book bag down. He'd skipped out of football practice. He knew that Coach Beiste was going to kill him. Sam wasn't looking forward to the championship game. And none of the players were getting along. "B, you know that we're right. You know we're going to be married." Sam really didn't doubt that. Sam knew that Blaine was the one for him. "Don't let him get to you. You and I both know that we're going to be together forever. What he thinks doesn't matter. And we also know that he doesn't even know what real, true love is."

Blaine snorted. "He tried to tell me that he loves Cooper. That might be true, but there's no way it's the same kind of love that we have. I can't even…. I can't believe that he tried that with me." Blaine flopped down on his bed. "I wish you could come over. Wait, you skipped football practice, didn't you?" He asked, and wasn't a bit surprised when Sam said yes. "Beiste is going to kill you. But I don't blame you. We're never going to win that game." Blaine sighed. He'd already finished his homework, despite what he'd told Will. Blaine sighed. "I'm trying not to let him get to me. I really am. It's just so hard. He's going to keep hounding me about it I'm sure. I just… I want him to understand how much we love each other." Blaine already hated that Kurt seemed to think that he and Sam weren't serious. Blaine expected that from Kurt. And he was so glad that Kurt had gone to Dalton. But Will was his family. He needed Will to accept him and Sam. "He… he knows we're engaged too. He said that he overheard us talking about it." Blaine really needed to believe that, too. Because he couldn't handle Will spying on him. Although he really didn't think that Will was. "We're not going to let him get to us. I know that we're not. I just wish that he could accept that we're forever. He's my family now. I need… I can't handle any other family members not accepting me." That had just occurred to him, strangely enough.

"Oh, shit, B, I didn't even think of that. That you're not being accepted again." Sam wasn't sure that this was as bad as Blaine's biological family not accepting him as gay. "Look, baby. I know that it must be hard for you. I don't know from experience, but I know it has to be hard. But I don't think this is as bad as what your parents did. I'm not trying to say this isn't bad. But I don't think it's as bad. We can deal with this. We're not going to let him keep us apart." Sam opened up his biology book. He was horrible with biology. Sam wished that Blaine was here to help him. Sam brushed hair out of his eyes. "You can deal, Blaine."

He tried to hold back his anger. He knew that Sam wasn't trying to hurt. He was just offering his own insight. Blaine took a deep breath. "It does hurt as much. I know you don't know what it's like not to be accepted. You don't so you don't know how it feels. I am going to keep that in mind. You just… I know you're trying to help." Blaine suddenly needed to be alone. He told Sam he'd talk to him later and he loved him and hung up. Blaine didn't know what to do. This was giving him such a headache. Blaine let his eyes slip closed. Why didn't Sam get why this was so hard? Blaine was so very tired of getting opposition all the time. It wasn't fair.

You used to talk to me
Like I was the only one around
You used to lean on me
The only other choice was falling down
You used to walk with me like
We had nowhere we needed to go
Nice and slow, to nowhere in particular

We used to have this figured out
We used to breathe without a doubt
When nights were clear
You were the first star that I'd see
We used to have this under control
We never thought, we used to know
At least there's you, and at least there's me
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

Puck finished strumming. He'd just finished practicing a song for glee club. He was feeling like he and Quinn were over. She'd been being distant lately. Maybe they'd moved too quickly. Puck looked up when he heard someone clearing their throat. He turned around. It was Mike. "Oh, hey, Chang." Puck said, putting his guitar down. He maybe shouldn't have practiced in the choir room. He watched as Mike came in to sit down. "You're here for a reason? I'm not getting in your way of practicing?" Puck did his best to sound polite.

"Come on, are we really going to do that? Pretend that song about you and Quinn?" He wondered if they were breaking up. Quinn had seemed very off lately. Mike knew that Puck loved Quinn. It was obvious. Mike moved a chair around out of the way. "You can talk to me, you know. I'm no expert, but I can listen. You and Quinn… you've kind of moved so fast. You've been living together. That's a big step. It's a step that most adults don't take. You… this doesn't mean that you can't fix things. You just need to talk it out." Mike knew that Puck didn't want advice. He knew that. But sometimes what you didn't want was what you needed. "You love her, I know it."

Letting out a sigh, Puck didn't know what to say. It was hard to think about it, let alone talk about it. Puck rubbed his head. "I don't know what happened. We were fine. Then all of a sudden, we weren't. I don't know how to fix it. Because I don't know what happened. I… I love her. She… I don't expect us to be forever. Not right now. But I didn't see this coming." Puck gave Mike a look. "Not all of us can steal a girl from someone else and manage to keep her." This was said with a bit of a bite. He wasn't sure he wanted advice from Mike right now. Puck had seen how happy Mike and Rachel were.

Mike sighed. "I know you don't want advice from me. I do. But you're getting it. You have to talk to her. You have to tell her how you feel if you expect this to work. Although, the best thing may be to break up for now. You both went through giving up a baby. That changes a lot of things. It's not much different than losing a baby through miscarriage. I don't know from experience… but my parents lost a baby before they had me. They almost broke up for good. I personally wonder why they even stay together. They're not… trust me, I know from loveless relationships." A few tears brushed his eyes. Mike knew why his parents had stayed together. Divorce they felt would be wrong. That's why they were so unhappy.

This was something that Puck hadn't known about Mike. Mike tended to keep things to himself. Puck also had experience with loveless relationships. His parents hadn't loved each other either. Puck said, "I'm sorry about your folks, man. I know about that too." Then he had to consider what Mike had said about babies. Puck ran his hand across his head. He hated to admit it, but he knew Mike was right about the baby stuff. He'd done some reading. "You're right about the baby. I know at least some of it has to do with giving up the baby. I know at least some of it has to do with giving up the baby. I… Mike, I stuck by her with that decision. I wanted to keep her. But I let Quinn decide. Why is she pulling away because of a decision she made? One she insisted was the right thing for all of us?"

"I know you don't think so, but that was the right decision. You guys weren't ready to raise a baby. You would be even worse off than you are right now if you had. I'm just sorry that you seem to be having issues now. Rachel and I aren't, and I know that makes it harder to hear advice from me. I know that. So I'll stop now. You heard what I have to say. What you choose to do with it is your choice." Mike stood then, and left his friend alone in the choir room.

What is love
'Cause baby I don't know
I got a funny feeling in my heart
If this is love, it feels like butterflies
So tell me baby is this how it starts?

I know I never felt like this before
You're like a drug, you got me wanting more
I've got to let you know
I've got to let you know

You're my number one
I'd do anything for you
Catch the rain from the sky,
Even hold back the tide for you
Baby, baby you're my number one
With you I know I belong
I put the radio on
And it's always playing our song

Sam, Mike, Puck, and Jeff finished up a S Club song that Sam was using to send Will a message. He wanted his teacher to know that he wasn't going to stop being serious about Blaine. Before Sam could say anything about why they'd sung this song, (of course Mike and Pick had been singing to Rachel and Quinn) an average height skinny girl poked her head in the room. She held out some papers to Will, and as he read them out loud, Sam's ears were ringing. Her name was Kimberly Snyder, and she was Blaine's biological sister, and she was here to take custody of Blaine. Sam looked over at his fiancé. He looked as surprised as Sam was. It was like something out of Pretty Little Liars. Will explained that Blaine had been adopted, and his bio parents had died, but Kimberly had been out there, and had found him. She was 20, and she had moved here to get to know Blaine. The entire time Will was speaking, Sam and Blaine's eyes were locked on the other's. Sam finally spoke. "So, Kimberly… I'm Sam Evans. Blaine's boyfriend." That part was hard when he knew they were more than that. "I'm… did you want custody of Blaine? Is that what this means?" He asked. The entire choir room was sitting on tenterhooks as they waited for the answer. Sam really kind of wanted that to be the case. Just because Blaine could have actual family.

Kimberly looked back at them, a bit uncertain. "Well, yes, I moved here to get to know Blaine. And I didn't know till I got here that his adoptive parents had given up their rights." She gave a huge shudder. "Blaine, you can be gay if you want, and if you want to come and live with me, it's fine. I'm a lesbian myself, so I can't judge you for being gay." Kimberly could feel tension, and she didn't know why or where it was coming from. Her eyes met her younger brother's, and his were full of tears. Kim wished she could have gotten here sooner. "I do know Mr. Schuester hasn't formally adopted you yet. Long process."

It was almost too good to be true. Blaine got out of his seat and walked up in the stunned silence to stand by Sam. His sister did not seem to be offended in the least by this. Blaine was glad. He just wasn't sure that he could be too close to her just yet. On the one hand, he didn't want to leave Will's, but on the other hand, she was family. And she wasn't going to object to him and Sam being together. Blaine wiped tears from his cheeks. "Um… Mr. Schue." He called him that around the other glee club at school. "I am so grateful for you, and what you gave up for me…. But Kimberly, she's my actual family. I need to take this chance. I need you to accept that."

He shared a look with Blaine. They had so much to deal with, Sue had pulled a Ken Tanaka and changed her Cheerio practices. They now took place during glee club. She was even more angry with them when Brittany and Santana had decided to quit the Cheerios. Quinn, going through whatever it is, had chosen to stay a Cheerio. The only glee club member not angry with her was Puck. But it was looking more and more that they were going to break up… Will forced his mind back to the matter at hand. He looked at Blaine. He wasn't stupid. Blaine was choosing Kimberly for a reason. She was going to let Blaine be with Sam. But he also knew that Blaine was a very good kid, and he meant his words. He really was grateful to Will for what Will had done for him. Will didn't know what to say. He would never forgive himself if he didn't speak up and talk to Kimberly about why Blaine was doing this. But that didn't have to be right now. "Blaine, I couldn't live with myself if you weren't…. If I kept you from doing what you think is right. If you want to go and live with her, you can. She's the real deal. All of these documents are official. She really and truly is your sister." Will honestly knew that he'd be treading on thin ice with Blaine if he chose to talk to Kimberly about Blam. But he also continued to be worried. He knew why Sam had chosen to sing that song.

After giving Will a hug, Blaine turned to Kimberly. "Glee club is over, we could go and get my stuff right now!" Blaine knew how eager he sounded to do this. But Blaine, as much as he did appreciate what Will had done, he couldn't let the opportunity to live with family who was accepting of him pass by. She gave him a smile, and Blaine quickly grabbed his bag and then his fiancé. Blaine hadn't taken a whole lot to Will's, a lot of it had bad memories for him. He and Sam headed down the hall, Kimberly following quietly behind. Blaine's hand slipped into Sam's. "I'm so… the song was beautiful. Although I wish you'd sang it alone. Only 'cause you're the best." Blaine's curls fell over his forehead. "I.. Sam, I get family. I've got a sister. And she's gay." Blaine was starting to think maybe his life and luck were changing for good. Blaine was so happy he could burst. Blaine hadn't been this happy ever in his life, with the exception of meeting Sam. His grip on Sam's hand tightened. He was trying to keep his excitement from getting too out of control. Blaine was overjoyed, though. He was going to get to actually be with Sam. It was amazing and he had so many good feelings. They were all bursting to get out at once.

There was so much that Sam was feeling too. Guilt, over feeling glad he could be free to be with Blaine, only the why, of course, and happiness. He was so happy for Blaine that he had some family that accepted him as who he was. Sam opened up the passenger side door of his truck for his fiancé. "You are going to get to know her, Blaine. I am so glad for you." Sam moved to go and get in the truck. Once they got started up, Sam flipped on the radio. They started out of the parking lot. So much was going on already. Sam knew that they'd lost Quinn. Puck was taking it really hard. Sam really wanted them to find another female voice. Sam turned at a red light. Will didn't live far from the school.

About a half an hour later, Santana was waiting for Quinn by her locker. Quinn sighed and rolled her eyes. "Santana, I quit glee. I'm trying to get into a good college. I don't want to get stuck here." Quinn opened her locker, sure Santana was going to slam it closed. It was a habit of her own as well. She changed her books. "You have no idea what I'm going through. You don't. And if you are who I think you are, you probably won't have to know from experience my pain." Quinn's high pony bounced on her back. She closed her locker and faced her frenemy. "You made your choice, I made mine. Why can't you just let that go? I know everyone is angry at me. I know that. But I have… I have to do what I think is right."

Santana had never been so angry. She knew that Quinn had chosen wrong. Sue was out to destroy the glee club. Santana needed the club more than she did cheerleading. This group… as much as she hated to admit it, it was where she knew her real friends were. "You did the wrong thing, Fabray. The glee club… they were so loyal to you. The glee club put you back together during that whole babygate bullshit." Santana rolled her eyes, to show how annoying she thought that was. Santana folded her arms. "So you think it… do you think it's easy for me? Giving up being a Cheerio? But I did it. Because that gang of complete dorks is… they're my real friends." She hated to admit it out loud. "You betrayed all of us, Fabray. And do you know what you did to Puckerman? He's a complete mess, Quinn. He loves you. You're pulling away and he knows that you are. You… if you're breaking up with him just do it. You can't string him along. I don't know what you are going through. I don't. But I do know that I won't let you hurt him. Yeah, he can be a class A jerk. We all know that. But he's been incredibly good to you. You're treating him like shit. You two moved too fast. But that doesn't mean that you can treat him like this and just walk away." Her tone was cold. Ice cold.

Quinn started them walking away, and she wasn't a bit surprised when the other followed. Quinn knew she'd have to address what the Latina was saying. "I'm not… I'm not trying to hurt Puck. But.. I can't be with him. I have to… I can't get stuck here. It was why I didn't keep Beth. I don't want to end up here. I know Puck doesn't either." Her eyes brushed with tears, and she hated that. She hated showing the other her weaknesses. That was like showing Lex Luthor your weaknesses when you were Superman. "But… I can't… we're not going to make it. As much as I do love him. I'm trying not to hurt him. As for glee… I know I betrayed everyone. But Lopez, I have… I have to for once think about my future. Why is that wrong? I need to get into a good college. No one here, if they were really my friend, would be upset about that. You don't see me rejecting your and Brittany's choice. And it's not just because I'm captain in your place. You chose that, and I respect that." Quinn's voice wavered just a bit. She was really having a hard time adjusting to the choices she'd made, even if she knew they were the right ones. She met Santana's eyes as they got to Quinn's car. She'd all but stopped riding with Puck. "I made my own choices, Santana. And they're valid, and they're mine. I will tell Puck that I'm breaking up with him. We did move too quickly. Maybe that's how I know that we won't last. Because we both moved quickly." With this, she got in her car and drove off.

It didn't take long to get Blaine settled in at Kimberly's. She didn't seem to have many rules. They told her that they were secretly engaged, and she was glad for them. Blaine was over the moon. They were getting ready for bed. He was marvelling at his halfway put together bedroom. They'd done the bed first, and Blaine was standing by the bed, wearing a pair of Sam's pj bottoms, sans underwear, and a tee shirt. They'd just had a shower together. Blaine brushed curls out of his eyes. Sam was putting on some of his own pjs. Kimberly hadn't seemed to mind if Sam slept over. As long as they were safe and Blaine stayed on top of his homework. Blaine stepped up to Sam, and wrapped his arms around Sam's waist. "I love you. I love you, I love you." Blaine was deliriously happy. He hated that he'd left Wil, because he knew how much it really hurt him. He hadn't wanted that. But Kimberly was family. He had a chance for a real family. Blaine's fingers slid underneath Sam's pj top and stroked the bare skin of his back. Blaine could easily get hard again, although it had been twice in the shower. Blaine knew it was because of the freedom of being allowed to be with Sam as seriously as he wanted. They weren't going to get married right now, why couldn't Will get that?

Sam wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. His fingers played in Blaine's wet curls at the nape of his neck. "I love you, B. I love you so much. You know that song was for you, and Rachel, and Quinn, but it was also a message for Will. I was trying to let him know that I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and we are going to get married one day." Sam didn't understand why Will was having such a hard time with that. It wasn't as if they were going out right now to get married. Sam didn't know why that was a problem. Sam kissed Blaine, deeply. "I'm glad that you get to have a sister. You know I love having siblings. You… I know that you're happy to have her. But B… I know you partly chose this because Will wanted us to break up. I doubt that he changed his mind about that. And he might be planning on voicing his concerns with Kimberly. I don't think she'll agree with him, but we should be prepared." Sam kissed Blaine again, unable to help it. Blaine had this pouty look on his face. Sam liked to kiss away those pouty looks. When they'd pulled back to breathe, Blaine was smiling. "You're so so adorable when you pout." Sam told him, stroking the wet curls with his fingers again. He was so happy. He was glad that his parents were letting him stay over. Even with the adult only being 20 years old. Sam had thought that would deter them. But maybe they figured no babies occurring was okay for sex having. Sam met those hazel eyes.

Blaine stepped back to grab his guitar. "I've been working on a song to sing to you." He told Sam, and began to play.

Come stop your crying
It will be alright
Just take my hand
And hold it tight

I will protect you
From all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry

This bond between us
Can't be broken
I will be here don't you cry

You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You'll be here in my heart always

Why can't they understand
The way we feel?
They just don't trust what they can't explain
I know we're different but deep inside us
We're not that different at all

Don't listen to them
'Cause what do they know
(What do they know)
We need each other
To have, to hold
They'll see in time
I know
We'll show them together

When Blaine was done, Sam's eyes had brushed with tears. "Oh, baby." Sam managed to say. He moved out to put Blaine's guitar carefully in the guitar case, and took Blaine in his arms, kissing him deeply. He pushed Blaine back onto the bed, straddling him. "This isn't about both of us. I'm going to pleasure you, B." He told him, and moved to lift Blaine gently to get the pj bottoms off. He eased them off and dropped them to the floor. He was glad to see that Blaine wasn't wearing any underwear. He parted Blaine's legs, and knelt between them, his mouth closing on his fiancé's cock. He took him in deeply, his tongue moving over the long shaft, which was starting to get hard for a third time that night. Sam ran his fingers across Blaine's balls, his other hand playing in his treasure trail. Blaine let out a long soft moan, and Sam moved his mouth on Blaine's hardening cock. Sam felt his cock all the way to the back of his throat.

His back arched hard into the mattress. This is incredibly amazing. They'd never been able to do this when Will was home. Blaine's hand moved into Sam's hair, tugging it a bit. He was enjoying what Sam was doing. His fingers moved through Sam's silky blonde locks. Sam took more of him in his mouth as he did. Blaine cried out Sam's name, his other hand fisting in the sheets. "Oh, fuck, Sam." Blaine gasped. "Oh, Sammy. I need to be inside you." His tone was a breathless gasp. Blaine moaned as Sam slowly moved to grab a condom, which he put over his own cock. Blaine was going to come inside him. Sam lubed up Blaine's cock and then eased himself onto it. Blaine's hands moved to Sam's hips. He put his own hand on his cock, and as his hips moved, trying to match his movements. One of Blaine's hands went to Sam's cock, and Sam shook his head, and Blaine moved it back to Sam's hip. Sam stroked his own cock as his hips moved. He clenched around Blaine, and that was what got Blaine to come. Sam's hand moved along his cock, and his ejaculation was coming as well. Blaine tried to catch his breath. Sam pulled off the condom and tied it off, and got up to go throw it away. Blaine lay there, gasping, trying to catch his breath. That had been some amazing sex.

They'll try to stop the dream we're dreaming
But they can't stop us from believing
They will fill your head with doubt
But that won't stop us now
So let them say we can't do it
Put up a roadblock, we'll just run right through it
'Cause

We can, do the impossible
We have the power in our hands
And we won't stop 'cause we got
To make a difference in this life
With one voice, one heart, two hands, we can

They say the odds are stacked against us
But that can't hold us back,
We will be relentless
There's a voice they're gonna hear
A voice so loud and clear
So let them say we can't do it
Give us a mountain
And we're gonna move it 'cause

We're gonna make a change today
Because we've got the fight it takes

To win this race
So let them say we can't do it
Put up a roadblock
And we'll just run right through it 'cause

The football team won the championship game. The best part was the Cheerios didn't win theirs. The glee club finished up the song for the week, Will had wanted it to be positive because the team won and so many of the glee kids needed it. Sam was climbing off the risers to get to Blaine, who had been singing and dancing with Brittany. Sam slid an arm around his waist, tugging him close.

As Sam tugged Blaine close, Blaine's eye landed on Jeff. Blaine gave him a sly grin. Jeff had been incredibly quiet since Kurt took off for Dalton. Blaine wished that he knew why. Blaine had been doing his best to include Jeff in things. He wanted Jeff to be glad that he'd chosen to transfer. He briefly thought it probably had to do with Nick. Blaine kissed Sam and then went over to Jeff. "Hey, you." Blaine said. He met Jeff's eye. "Are you okay, Jeffie?" He asked. Blaine didn't expect Jeff to actually tell him what was going on. Especially if it was about Nick. Jeff didn't talk about Nick. Ever.

Jeff met those hazel eyes and shrugged a shoulder. "I'm okay, Blainers." He told him, complete lie or not. "Just kind of quiet." Jeff told him. Blaine didn't look like he believed him. But Jeff wasn't going to ruin his friend's good mood. He didn't want to hear how lonely Jeff was now that Kurt was gone. He had everything.

Author's note: Ya'll can thank no sleep and Darren on ACS for this update. I didn't expect it to be so different. But that's also partly Darren being magic and making me feel sorry for his serial killer character. I'm not sure what will happen next. Other than Blam, since they're the main reason I started this. I think I might add a fem OC since Quinn stayed a Cheerio. I don't know what will happen with Quick. That's if I keep Puck, we'll see. Although despite the waste of skin Mark apparently was, I don't have an issue writing for Puck. Review if you like, and don't expect the next update to be so close to this one. Also, the sister I gave Blaine and him being adopted is my headcanon for him. I started rping him since before season 3 started and that was my backstory.