What's this so soon?

I literally wrote this in 45 minutes and it's probably my shortest chapter yet. I hope you like it anyway.

Thank you for reading so far.

Disclaimer: I don't own glee.

"No."

That's all it took to ruin Jamie's life; a simple no.

As the Hudson-Hummel family sat together around the kitchen table one friday night, Jamie and Kurt finally decided to bring up the concept of Jamie going to New York with the New Directions.

"But..."

"No. I said no and that's that." Burt said flatly.

Jamie turned to his mother who looked more unsure but said, "I think I'll stay with Burt on this."

Jamie took a deep breath to calm himself, if they didn't agree to this, he would have to tell them the real reason he needed to go to New York, and that would start a whole new discussion. It was best just to take things slowly.

"Will you listen to my reasoning?" He asked, trying to sound as adult as he could.

Burt crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair giving him a "go ahead but you won't convince me" look.

"I'm going to be in high school next year. I don't really have all that many friends in the middle school, besides Emmy, and I'm probably going to join New Directions next year." That was a lie, if he got into IDA, he would not be going anywhere NEAR McKinley High, "I think this would be a great opportunity for getting to know the people who will most likely be my friends in the years to come."

When he finished he looked up at Burt who looked like he was faltering just slightly. Good he has a foothold. Jamie turned to Kurt for help.

"Finn and I will take good care of him dad. We'll make sure he's with us at all times. And he's right, it would be a good chance for him to meet everyone." Kurt said calmly.

Finn, although not knowing the true reason Jamie wanted to go, quickly latched onto the idea, "Yeah! It's a really good idea! I think Jamie would really get along with the guys."

Burt sighed and looked at Carol who nodded then looked at Kurt, "You'll watch him?"

Finn nodded vigorously, "of course."

Burt and Carol looked at Finn then back at each other, then back at Kurt, "YOU'LL watch him."

Kurt laughed and put an arm around his brother, "Of course I will."

Burt sighed, "Ok fine, just don't let him out of your sight."

Jamie and Kurt grinned at each other in victory.

Finn just looked confused.

And then finally realizing the insult, "HEY!"

Kurt and Jamie had planned this out to the tee. Jamie's audition was the second day in New York at 10:30 in the morning. He had to get there at 9:30 to sign in and warm up. Jamie personally wanted to get there at 9:00, because, well, he's paranoid.

That day, Kurt and Jamie snuck out of the hotel room before everyone woke up at six in the morning. They each brought a pair of work out clothes and the two went for a quiet jog in Central Park. It was beautiful.

Jamie kept easily in pace besides Kurt, barely breaking a sweat as the two ran about two miles around the park. It was absolutely ridiculous to Kurt.

"How are you in such freaking flawless shape?" He whined as the two stopped at a coffee shop for breakfast.

Jamie smiled and shrugged, "Dance boot camp." He looked down at his yogurt parfait and picked up his spoon which promptly fell from his hands.

Kurt looked down and noticed Jamie was shaking.

He gently reached out of placed a hand on Jamie's shoulder, "hey," he said, "Looking the frightened boy in the eyes, "Don't worry, you've been working harder then anyone. You're going to be fantastic."

Jamie took a deep, shaky, breath, feeling his eyes well up, "What if I mess up?" he whispered, "then it's over."

Kurt shook his head, "I know you want this, but even if you don't get in, it's not over. You will always be able to dance..."

Jamie frowned and looked up, "I want this more than anything."

"Well... then go for it. Breathe, and go for it."

Jamie smiled, "Thank you."

"Now eat. It would be a horrible idea to go to the audition on an empty stomach."

Jamie nodded slowly and carefully reached for the spoon, he was still shaking, but not nearly as bad.

He can do this.

He has to.

Jamie sat in the locker room at the audition changing into his leotard. Kurt was waiting outside for him.

A boy with light brown hair and bright green eyes was changing next to him. He looked at Jamie and smiled, "Hi." he said in a british accent.

"H-hi." Jamie said shakily.

"Wow. You look nervous." The boy commented, looking over Jamie's shaking body.

"Yeah... aren't you?" Jamie asked.

"Nah... I just auditioned. I think I did good. I'm Gabriel by the way. My friends call me Bri." He said, holding out his hand.

Jamie took his offered hand and shook it, "Jamie."

"What are you going for Jamie?" He asked.

"What do you mean? I'm trying to get into the International Dance Academy."

Bri laughed, "Well duh! I meant what kind dance! I'm an Irish step dancer myself. I'm the National Champion for step in Britain."

Jamie's eyes widened, "wow."

"So what are you going for?" He asked again.

"Oh... I'm going for ballet. The Baryshnikov Ballet Scholarship actually."

Bri's eyes widened in surprise, "bloody hell, that's really impressive. Doesn't like... one boy out of about two hundred applicants get that?"

Jamie looked down, "I don't know. I try not to think about that."

Bri nodded, "Probably a good idea. What competitions have you won? You must have some pretty awesome credits to even get an audition."

Jamie shook his head, "I've got nothing." he could feel the tears welling up again, he is so screwed.

Bri frowned at Jamie's terror then bent down too look at him in his teary eyes, "Then I assume you must be really talented. Otherwise you wouldn't be here. I'm sure you'll be fantastic."

Jamie blushed at the boys intense gaze, "Thank you."

Bri smiled, "You welcome." He stood up, "Well break a leg, I hope to see you soon."

Jamie nodded, "you too."

Jamie stood in the center of the stage in front of a panel of judges in an empty theater. Ok, he can do this. He knows he can.

"Name." One judge stated.

"Jamie Hudson."

"Full name."

Jamie almost choked. Fuck how the hell is he messing this up already? "James Hunter Hudson."

"Applying for..."

"The Baryshnikov Ballet Scholarship" Jamie stated as calmly as he could.

There was some whispering among the judges as Jamie stood there awkwardly.

"Ok now, show us what you have prepared."

Jamie nodded and waited for his cue music. He stood there, his eyes closed listening and thinking. He can't screw this up. He can't. He can... shit. He missed his cue.

His eyes snapped open, "W..Wait! C... c-can I please start over? Please?" Tears were starting to spill.

The judges whispered slightly, then one nodded, "Very well."

Jamie took a deep breath. Focus. Focus. Listen.

"How'd it go?" Kurt asked as Jamie exited the auditorium.

"Shut up." Jamie said darkly, walking past his brother.

"What happened?" Kurt asked, chasing after the boy.

"I don't fucking want to talk about it." He snapped, looking straight ahead as he continued walking, "complete waste of my time," he muttered.

Kurt sighed sadly. He knew how much Jamie wanted this. Maybe he's overreacting? He could only hope so. Please God, I know I don't really believe in you. But if you are out there, let Jamie get in... please. He needs this.

Kurt glanced over at his brother and frowned.

Jamie was staring straight ahead, his face impassive, the only sign of emotion the tears that were streaming down his cheeks.

The New Directions sat at a table, tears in their eyes as they had just lost Nationals.

Jamie scowled. Seriously. Worst. Week. Ever.

Everyone was just silent and staring into space in their own little world of misery.

"Hi Jamie!" A voice startled everyone out of their silence.

Jamie looked up to see the boy from yesterday.

"I'm not sure if you remember me... I was at the audition yesterday?" He said smiling.

"Audition? What audition?" Finn asked in surprise.

Jamie nodded his head slowly, ignoring his brother, "Bri right?" The boy nodded, "Did you get in?"

Bri grinned and nodded, "I just came over to say congratulations and I look forward to being classmates next year."

Jamie choked, "WHAT?"

Bri frowned, "Haven't you looked at the list?" He asked pointing to a sheet of paper a little down the hall from the Glee results. Jamie could see young fourteen-year-old girls and boys grinning, laughing, and crying around it.

Jamie shook his head, "I didn't think it was worth it."

"Well maybe you should check."

Jamie shot up and ran over to the paper, pushing through the crowed receiving a number of "Hey's" and "Who the hell do you think you ares." But Jamie didn't care. He needed to see it. He couldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it until it was right in front of him.

His eyes ran down the list and sure enough.

Baryshnikov Ballet Scholarship: James Hunter Hudson

Jamie gasped and choked on air as he stumbled back to the New Directions, tears streaming down his cheeks as he collapsed to the floor in front of the table.

Finn rushed over to his little brother, "Jamie! What's wrong? Are you ok?"

Jamie nodded, still crying, "I got in." He whispered, "I got in I got in I got in I got in." He said over and over again, as if the more he said it, the more real it was.

"You got in where?" Finn asked confused.

Jamie looked his big brother in the eyes and took a deep breath, "I got into ballet school."

Welp... the secret is out!

I hope I wrote this well... I was really worried about this chapter and it's really short. But I think it well.

Next chapter will be Finn's reaction and big decisions and everything and then perhaps an epilogue.

I've been thinking of a sequel but it wouldn't have a defined beginning, middle, and end like this story does. I typically don't write stories unless I have them planned out... so I don't know.

Anyway. Hope you like it :)

And as always... thanks for reading.