Hi,
I sincerely apologize for taking so long.
I would blame it entirely on my first semester at college but that would be a lie (although that is part of it),
Mostly it's because of Glee returning and so many Klaine moments I'm pretty sure I went into comatose multiple times during the last two episodes.
AND OH MY GOD THE OBNOXIOUS CLIFF HANGER ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!
Anyway... that's my life.
I really like this chapter... I hope you enjoy it too.
Thank you.
Sincerely... Me :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Emmy's been acting really weird lately.
She's avoiding him.
Jamie would ask her if she wants to go to the movies or something and she would just blush and say "I'm busy maybe next week."
It was starting to get really annoying.
But whenever he tried to confront her she would blush and change the subject.
Damn it! Why are girls so frustrating! Jamie internally screamed.
But he has a plan.
His mother and Burt were finally getting married.
And Emmy was going to be his "friend date," he had convinced Kurt that he should be allowed to bring a friend after he threw a mini-tantrum because Kurt and Finn had their entire glee club coming and he was going to be the odd man out.
In return, Kurt asked him to help teach Burt and Finn to dance.
When Kurt had first asked him Jamie had stared at him like he was an idiot because... no... Finn did NOT know he danced and he wasn't going to tell him until he found out about the application.
But Kurt had convinced him that it would be fine and he didn't need to show off exactly how good he was, he just needed to demonstrate basic waltz steps.
Jamie had finally agreed. It actually didn't take all that much convincing. Jamie owed Kurt after he had been so understanding.
Flashback
Kurt was in his kitchen baking brownies for after dinner.
"Kurt?"
"Yeah Jamie. What's up?"
"I need to talk to you."
Kurt nodded and sat down at the kitchen table, forgoing his bowl of brownie mix temporarily.
Jamie sat across from him and stared at his hands, "I... I'm a ballet dancer." He said in a whisper.
Kurt looked at him confused, "so?"
Jamie's head snapped up, "I don't think you fully understand... I'm a full time ballet dancer, I go to the studio for nearly six hours everyday after school and longer on the weekends."
Kurt nodded, "Soccer camp?"
Jamie shook his head, "Doesn't exist."
"Does Finn know?"
Jamie's eyes became panicked, "No and please... I'm not ready to tell him yet."
"Alright Jamie. I understand that much. But I think you should tell him soon, especially if it's such a big part of your life. He cares about you more than anything you know."
Jamie nodded quietly, "I know," he whispered, then his voice returned to normal, "Actually I could use your help with something."
End Flashback
After that, Jamie and Kurt went to the dance studio and filmed everything necessary for the scholarship application, he had uploaded it, and sent it in.
Now, everyday for the past three months, Jamie has biked home from school as fast as he can so he can look through the mail, waiting for news. Any news. Anything would be better than waiting. But everyday it's the same. And everyday Jamie sighs, hops back on his bike, and heads to Mrs. Alderman's to dance off his stress.
But not today. Because today found himself in McKinley High School music room with his brother and soon to be step father demonstrating a waltz with his soon to be step brother.
"One-two-three one-two-three." Kurt was counting out helpfully.
"Damn Jamie," Finn murmured as he watched his brother effortlessly move his feel through the motions, "When did you get so good a dancing?"
Jamie tripped, "I... its... it's a natural talent... I suppose." Jamie answered, giving Kurt a meaningful stare.
Kurt sighed then froze, staring at something out the door.
Jamie spun around in time to see a boy direct an obscene gesture towards Kurt.
Kurt tries to convince Burt that it doesn't mean anything but Finn manages to get the truth out of him, "He threatened to kill me," he mumbled under his breath.
Finn, Burt, and Kurt ran from the room but Jamie just stood there frozen. Kill. Kill him. What?
Jamie is similar to Kurt. He's girly, delicate, and light. He may be a lot stronger due to dance, but that didn't make him safe. No, Jamie could NOT do this. He just couldn't. If he doesn't get into the school he'll run away... or something... NO! He will get in... he has to.
At the wedding reception everyone is dancing and having fun while Jamie sits awkwardly next to Emmy in his tux.
He'll admit that Emmy looks nice in her navy blue sleeveless mini dress that fit her dance body flawlessly. But she kept moving her hand closer to his, as if she want to hold it.
It was so awkward.
Finally he decided to do the one thing the two of them would always be comfortable with, he turned to her, "Emmy, do you want to dance?"
Her smile brightened significantly, "Always."
The two of them walked up to the clearing dance floor and took position. Then the music started. JAmie led easily, twirling the girl as if she was made of nothing but feathers. He lifted and dipped her in time with the rises and falls of the music. Their feet melded in unison with each other. They may be awkward right now, but there was no denying that they were the perfect dance partners.
When the music stopped, they stopped and realized that there was no one else on the floor. Everyone was standing to the side, staring at the two now fourteen year olds (Jamie's birthday had been two weeks prior) who had just shown up even Mike Chang and Brittany's flawless dance.
Then there was the applause.
Jamie had never performed in front of an audience before. Dancing had never been something he needed to share before. It had always been for him and him alone. But now, as he felt everyone's praise, he felt on top of the world. Nothing and no one could pull him down.
"And to think, he's never danced in his life."
Oh. There he goes. Right from heaven into the abyss. Finn still doesn't know. After. After he gets the reply. If he doesn't get in then there's no point in telling him. If he doesn't get in the Finn never has to know. Right?
Jamie walked Emmy home from the wedding and the two of them stood outside her porch.
"I had a really fun time tonight Jamie." She said blushing lightly and awkwardly looking off to the corner.
"Ok, enough of this!" Jamie burst with frustration.
"What?" Emmy asked quietly, then looking at Jamie's expression, "Enough of what?"
"Stop acting so freaking weird around me! What happened to the Emmy who was my biggest critic? The one who tells me my hair looks ridiculous, or my nose is crooked I should fix it? I want my friend ba..."
Jamie stopped talking as he was cut off by Emmy pressing her lips to his. Jamie froze for a minute, then slowly, as he gained his bearings, began to kiss back.
It felt nice. Soft. Warm. A little wet though. Nothing like the kisses he imagined from books and movies. It was just... nice.
Suddenly he knew. He knew the one thing that he hasn't dared think out loud. Not since Kurt had talked to him about what it truly meant. Because no... he was not sexually attracted to boys. He wasn't interested in anything. Not at the time. All he wanted then was to dance. But now as he feels Emmy's warm, soft, girl lips on his, he knew the truth. This is not what he wants.
He pulls back.
Emmy looks at him hurt, "did I do something wrong?" she asks, tears welling up in her eyes.
Jamie's eyes widened "No! Of course not! Not at all... it's not that it's just..." He looks into her clear eyes and carefully, tenderly, put a stray hair back in place, "I love you Emmy. I really do. You know that... I just..."
"You're not IN love with me." Emmy finished for him with a knowing grimace.
"No... it's not that either." Jamie smiled at her, "I could love you... at least I think I could... but I don't think I want... I don't think I'm interested... in... girls." There... it was out.
Emmy looked up at him now, "Then say it."
Jamie's eyes widened in surprise, "What?"
"You know what I mean, if you can't say it then you'll never accept yourself fully."
"I think... I think I'm gay Emmy." Jamie eyes widened at hearing the words come from his mouth. It didn't hurt as much as he thought it would. It wasn't like swallowing acid. It was just stating a fact. Simple. "I'm gay." He said again.
Emmy sighed, "Should've known I suppose... you're to perfect to be straight."
Jamie's eyebrows shot up, "Perfect huh?"
Emmy rolled her eyes, "Well you'd make the perfect boyfriend at least... some guy someday is going to be very lucky."
"Well thank you. I should probably go now."
Emmy nodded, "I'll see you at dance."
Jamie smiled and hugged her tightly, he let go and kissed her lightly on cheek, "Yeah... at dance."
Jamie walked into his room and flopped onto his bed with a sigh... well that was a long day he thought, closing his eyes.
Ow, there's a piece of cardboard stuck to his back. He rolls onto his stomach and pulls it out from under hims. His breath catches.
It was a sealed envelope with a post-it not attached.
He read the note first,
Thought you'd appreciate having this.
Let me know.
Good Luck,
Kurt
Jamie's eyes scroll up to the return address... International School of Dance.
He chokes a little.
Ok... one more step. Let's get this over with.
Carefully he runs his thumb through the seal, opening the envelope and pulling out the carefully folded piece of paper.
It's a rejection... it was to be... it's small... but everything's online now... but it's small.
So many thoughts were running through his head.
Finally, after about twenty minutes of staring, he carefully unfolded the paper,
Dear Mister James Hudson,
After reviewing your application, we are glad to inform you that you have been invited to audition for the Baryshnikov Ballet Scholarship to the International School of Dance. Auditions will be held in lMay. You must schedule your audition by the end of February. Please come prepared with a fully choreographed dance to music of your choosing. We look forward to seeing you perform in person.
Good Luck,
Sincerely,
The Board of Admission Directors
The International School of Dance
Well... there it is.
In case anyone gets insulted, I am in no way suggesting that all male ballet dancers have to be gay. But I decided I wanted Jamie to be gay a while a ago. I've never written a gay character before (besides the time I did Blaine's history but I don't count that) and I really wanted to try.
And YAY! He's got an audition in New York.
But how is he going to get there?
I hope you liked it.
Thank you to the few of you who reviewed... it really helps me to keep writing.
Thank you for reading.