A/N: So, if you haven't realized yet, I'm kind of basing this entire story around something Ashley Fink said in the episode of the Glee Project, Sexuality. She said, "Ryan Murphy likes trying couples on like clothes." From this chapter on, I'm going to start each chapter off with a quote at the beginning from some of the best of the best; the creme de la creme. So here goes nothing...
"There is no better story to read than
one about 30 sex-crazed teenagers."
-Me
"Are you ready to go?" Damian asked, silently slinking up to Lindsay while she was at her locker, in a way the looked casual enough for a friendly meeting. He had promised her the night before while they had been in their ninth hour straight of non-stop text messages that he would walk her to Glee Club Rehearsal.
Lindsay quickly pulled her music folder out of her locker and put it in the crook of her arm, so that she and Damian could walk closely, but not in an intimate way. They walked in a comfortable silence all the way to the Choir room where Cameron was waiting outside the door. It was a strange thing he always did. Even if he managed to get to the choir room minutes before Lindsay, Damian, and Samuel, he would wait for them and they would all go in together.
"Where's Sam?" Cameron asked as the two walked up. He seemed in a chipper mood. it became very obvious very fast that Lindsay had yet to break up with Cameron. So Lindsay and Damian were back to square one; sneaking up to the sheds during marching band rehearsals, and stealing looks across the classroom in BioChem.
"I'm not sure. I haven't seen him all day." Lindsay finished giving Cameron a puzzled look, then, linking hands with Cameron, she tossed an apologetic look back to Damian who didn't show any emotion at all.
Without another look, Cameron opened the door and the three of them stepped over the threshold one after the other. Before the blinding rage hit, the migrane that came with the freezing ice hit as well. Lindsay gave a little yelp as she felt the sticky green syrup slide precariously down her body. She refused to open her eyes. She knew they were going to sting when she did.
Cameron whipped his glasses off his face, just in time to see six of the twelve members of the glee club veterans glaring at him, with pride for what they had done. He felt a sudden jolt as Lindsay's books and folders hit the ground behind him and she took off running down the hall, Damian only moments behind her, trying to calm down her hysteric bawling that seemed to come out of no where. Cameron was left staring dazedly at the veterans until the entrance door opened and then shut again, and a trembling, "Oh my..." came from Will Schuester's mouth. That snapped Cameron out of it, and he felt the syrup leaking into his underwear and out of his hair, and he took off running for the nearest bath room as well, "Well done; all of you." Mr. Schuester said sarcastically as he took off after the bespectacled boy.
Rachel, Santana, Brittney, Mercedes, Puck, Quinn, Matt, and Lauren were all left with shocked looks on their faces in the middle of the choir room, still holding the empty cups of slush.
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"You're alright." Damian tried to soothe Lindsay's nerves and humiliation as he carried her into the girl's bathroom farthest from the choir room. She had collapsed in the middle of the hall, in a puddle of her own slush, which had resulted in him carrying her the rest of the way, "It's okay." he continued to whisper these little nothings that somehow made her feel a ton better, and he seemed to notice.
He sat her down on a wooden bench that sat against the wall and pulled then entire package of paper towels out of the wall despenser and calmly took to wetting some napkins and getting the slush out of her eyes and hair as she cried, "And I honestly thought that after nearly a month of putting up with everything this school had to offer, we were finally getting somewhere." she wailed, "I thought I had finally found somewhere where I could be safe."
"Believe me," he whispered, as he continued to clean her up, "I know exactly what you mean." It was no mystery that in being the Irish exchange student, he stood out like a soar thumb, and that didn't exactly fly in a place like Lima, Ohio, where the more different people got, the more ridiculed they were. He never really fit in anywhere though. He didn't have many friends back in Ireland either. For the most part, he stuck with his best friend Robert, and he thought in coming to America that would change. No such luck.
"Why would they do that, though? I mean, I thought we were friends." she wailed.
He just shook his head and handed her a fist-full of paper towels, "Rachel felt threatened by you, Lindsay. So, she did the only thing she had the power to, and that was to tear us all down. She knew if she did it this way, we couldn't defend each other."
She nodded, and, feeling entirely depleated, she pulled him into a tight embrace and leaned in across the puddle of green mush in the middle of the bathroom floor to give him a fleeting kiss before wiping her cheeks and leaving the room, "Thanks, Damian." she whispered, her voice tired from wailing.
"Where are you going?"
"To go look for a locker room to get this syrup out of my hair."
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There was a knock at the bathroom door, and Mr. Schuester called into the door frame, "Cameron, are you okay in there?" he felt a bit embarrassed having to ask a seventeen year old this question, but of all the other things he could have done, he supposed that wasn't the worst.
Cameron opened the door to allow Mr. Schue entrance, "Honestly, I don't even know what they were thinking, but if you're thinking about quitting because of this I want you to know that they'll all be receiving a Saturday Detention."
"No, I'm not going to quit because of this, Mr. Schue. If anything, this has pushed me to want to fight that much harder. I know they only hate me because I'm giving Finn a run for his money, and that's okay. I only have to deal with them for another five months and then they'll be gone for good and we won't have to deal with any of them anymore."
"Then I'm glad to know you have such a positive outlook on this, Cameron, and please, if there's anything I can do, all you have to do is ask." Schue offered up. He felt a bit strange and guilty, having not known that this was going on. It was obviously being planned for quite some time before hand. He did however, recognize the absense of the wheel chair, the Asians, and the six foot tall football player. He would have to remember to bring it up to them after issuing the first detentions he would ever have to for this group of students.
"Actually, I do need you to do something for me!" Cameron remembered, "I want Lindsay to get the solo in Popular. She has wanted that solo since the day she learned we were doing Wicked."
"Consider it done."
A/N: So here was a little bit more Damsay for you. They're still a secret. What will happen next? Opinions? Ideas? Don't forget! After 50 reviews I start writing a spin-off. You all have been really good about reviews thus far! Keep it up, guys! Love you all! Will give reviewer shout outs next chapter!