I feel that this chapter kinda sucks.

There's a homophobic slur in this chapter, just one. And a little homophobic behaviour.

I don't own glee or Niff.

This poem is mine, but the first two lines are from Not A Love Song from Austin & Ally, and some of the lines I got from this website, but I edited them a little. ego4u dot com (/)en(/)chill-out(/)ecards(/)love-poem(/)word-list

By now, Jeff was actually looking forward to going to school, rather just tolerating it. He couldn't wait to find out just who this 'N' was.

Nick was unsure at this point, he was beginning to doubt that what he was doing had been a good idea, but Jeff had been getting so happy with the notes, he didn't want to disappoint him, but what if Jeff was disappointed with who it was? He swallowed a little, looking around. No one was paying attention, so he slipped the note into the locker, before going to his own.

Jeff was almost bounding to his locker, excited to see what he got today. Again, a piece of paper slipped out.

Jeff,

You are always on my mind,

I think of you, all the time.

You're the cutest guy under the sun,

I want to be your number one.

All the miles I would drive,

Because you make me feel alive.

Before I met you, my days were gray,

My love will never fade away.

I love your eyes, they really shine,

And I wish you could be mine.

Love N.

Jeff sighed happily, once again looking around. He caught sight of the jock he'd sat next to the previous day just a couple of lockers away from him. He knew the guy's name was Nick, and that there was an out member on the football team, but he didn't pay much attention to them, so he didn't know if it was him or not. Anyway, it wasn't like a jock would take notice of a guy like Jeff, was it?

Nick smiled a little to himself, shutting his locker and walking away, even if this didn't work out, and if it turned out that Jeff wasn't interested, it was still worth it, just seeing him smile, seeing him so happy.

Jeff's day went much like the previous days. He was in high spirits, and he was just overjoyed. Until the jocks got involved, that was. He didn't hear them come up behind him, until they slammed him into the lockers. He thought they'd gotten over it, when they'd given up harassing him over his sexuality within about a month of him coming out.

"Get off him, you fucking jerks." Jeff heard a voice growl. "What the hell is up with you guys?"

"Aww, Nicky's here." One of them mocked. "Let's leave the fags alone." The jocks dropped Jeff and sauntered off.

"I fucking hate those guys." Nick swung around and punched the side of a locker unit, which caved in with a deafening bang. He blinked and took a few deep breaths to calm down. "I'm sorry about that. Are you ok?" He reached out a hand to help Jeff up.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Jeff took his and got to his feet, before realising what the jocks had actually said. "Are you gay?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah, I am." Nick replied.

"I didn't know." Jeff wriggled his nose, trying to get his glasses back into place. Now knowing that Nick was gay, he really did wonder if he was this mysterious N. He didn't want to ask, because if he wasn't, he'd look like an idiot, but if he was, it'd probably embarrass him.

"Did you have a good day sweetie?" His mom asked as Jeff came into the house. "You look a little down."

"It was alright. I got another poem." He blushed. "But this afternoon, the jocks started. They slammed me into the lockers, but one of the others saw them and got them to stop, and he made sure that I was ok."

"Oh, that kinda sucks." His mom hugged him. "But this boy who helped you, he sounds nice."

"He is. His name is Nick. I think he's the quarterback, and he's gay." Jeff smiled. "I think there's a slight chance that he could possibly be N."