Blaine is surprised when he looks at his schedule and sees that his third period class is health. Dalton didn't have health class, unless freshman Biology counts, and Blaine doesn't think it does, because they spent a lot more time dissecting frogs than they did talking about human organ systems. By the time he walks into the classroom, the bell is ringing, and the only seat left is in the back row, between a bulky hockey player, and a blond girl that is sitting sideways in her chair staring at the posters around the cramped classroom. Blaine smiles at her when he sets his books down on the empty desk, and she smiles back, but says nothing. The teacher walks in only about five second later.
"Okay everyone. Welcome to health and wellness class." The woman's voice is unbelievably chipper. "My name is Ms. Smith, and I'll be your teacher this year. This class is a full year course, and you need to pass it in order to graduate, so I suggest that all of you pay attention. Now, I thought that we could start off classes with a bang this year, so we'll be watching a movie today, and then be having a discussion." Nobody reacts to her words, because really, how good could any health class movie be?
And of course it's not good. It's the kind of movie that makes Blaine very, very glad that Dalton had no sex ed classes. The running slideshow of STD infected genitals is narrated by a bland voice outlining the symptoms of each STD. Only about a minute into the movie, Blaine decides he's had enough, and diverts his eyes to the girl next to him. She is drawing on her right arm with a blue sharpie marker, with her face screwed up in concentration. Blaine watches her face as she draws, because she makes the most amusing faces. Every once and a while she sticks out her tongue. Blaine decides that if he was straight he would be really turned on. About twenty minutes into the movie, the girl looks up at Blaine and raises a dirty blonde eyebrow, and instead of looking away, embarrassed, like Blaine would if he were straight, he mirrors the expression on his own face. The girl sticks her tongue out, and Blaine does as well, and then goes cross-eyed. Blaine attempts to mimic the expression but just ends up giving himself a headache.
Suddenly the lights in the classroom flash on and everyone looks up to the front. Some people jolt upwards from what seems to have been their midmorning nap.
"Since you were paying so much attention to the movie, why don't you tell us all whether gonorrhea is caused by a virus or a bacteria." The teacher seems to be staring right towards him.
Blaine watches as the girl turns to the teacher to look her in the eye, pointing questioningly at herself. Ms. Smith nods. Blaine feels sorry for her, because he's pretty sure that no one could have picked up any useful information from that video, and she wasn't paying any attention at all. But she doesn't look worried in the slightest.
"Bacteria" She answers calmly.
"And what is the name of that bacteria?"
"Neisseria Gonorrheae."
"And what are the symptoms of Gonorrhea"
"In what gender?"
"Both"
"Women are asymptomatic about 50% of the time, but when they do have symptoms, they include vaginal discharge, lower abdominal pain, and pain during intercourse. Men aren't asymptomatic as much. They usually have burning urination and discharge. You can also get oral gonorrhea. The symptoms are similar to common viral infections. Sore throat, fever."
Blaine watches the entire exchange with confusion. The teacher looks surprised at first, as the blonde girl speaks, and then the expression on her face morphs into annoyance.
"How do you prevent the spread of Gonorrhea"
"By practicing safe sex, and always using condoms, and having both partners screened for STD's before intercourse."
Ms. Smith's face curves into a smirk. "Absolutely not. The only way to effectively prevent the Spread of Gonorrhea is abstinence. Condoms fail almost forty percent of the time. They are hardly effective!"
"That's a made up statistic. Condoms only break about 3% of the time. Abstinence is the only way to be sure that you don't get gonorrhea, but that doesn't mean that there are no other ways of preventing contracting an STD."
Blaine watches as the woman's eyes start to pop out of her head. "How dare you assume to teach ME? You are the student, and It is my job to impart my knowledge onto you. You have no business assuming that you know more than I do."
The blonde girl looks angry, but her voice is even as she says, "You have no business lying to students, especially about issues pertaining to their own health."
"Go to the principal's office immediately."
"I actually don't know where the principal's office is. I'm new."
The teacher looks like she is going to explode. She points at Blaine. "Take her to the principal's office"
"But-"
"Just do it!"
The two grab their books and stuff them hurriedly into bags before rushing out of the classroom. They rush down a hallway and turn a corner, before the blond girl leans up against a locker and starts to laugh. "That woman is crazy!" She looks up at Blaine. "So… where is the principal's office?"
Blaine shrugs. "I'm new too. I don't know where anything is."
"Well, I guess it doesn't matter. She doesn't even know my name… We probably won't get in trouble if we don't show up." The Blonde girl grins over at Blaine. "I'm Katie. Katie Chew. What's your name?"
"Blaine Anderson." Blaine grins back. "What kind of last name is Chew?"
"The awesome kind."
Blaine wants to tell himself that he should go back to class, but Katie is right about the fact that the teacher is crazy, and who is he to pass up a good excuse to cut without getting in trouble (or at least, probably not. Neither of them is quite sure about the rules around here.)
"So, what school did you transfer from?" Blaine asks, curious about his fellow newcomer.
"Not one you've heard of. I moved here from New York over the summer."
Blaine's eyes can't help but widen in surprise. "You're from New York City?" He asks, jealousy obvious in his voice.
"No" Katie supplies. "I lived in a suburb outside of the city… Like twenty minutes away"
"But you've been there?"
"Sure, loads of times. My mom used to take me in to see shows two or three times a year. And I went to see the museums with my dad… or go shopping"
Blaine looks starstruck. "That's awesome."
"Trust me… it gets old sometimes."
Blaine shakes his head because that can't possibly be true. Katie just laughs at him, and they continue to wander the halls of the school, lost, until the bell rings, and the two of them part ways to try and find their next classes. Blaine forgets to ask what she was drawing on her arm during the movie.
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Author's Note: So If you've finished reading this chapter I guess you actually think it's good enough to keep reading? Or maybe you just have no life and nothing to do… But either way, drop a review and tell me what you think. 'The first few chapters are going to be setting up Katie's relationships with different glee kids, and her character traits. I'll get into the scandalous drama soon tho.
This is an alternate plot for season three and I'm going to be ignoring the fact that Santana was kicked out fo glee, because it doesn't work with my storyline. Blaine is still here though, because I like him, and he and Katie are newbies together.