A/N: Thank you to all the people who read, reviewed and favorited the story after the last chapter. It means a lot and i'll never get tired of the messages telling me I have a new review or follow. I'm really glad you all like my story :)
I'm sorry i've not updated in over a week. I've been off school for Easter holidays and thought i'd get a few more chapters up, I guess not aha :/ Forgive me.
I'd also like to note that this chapter is set a couple of days after the last one, so more bullying would have taken place and Sam has also become more suspicious and aware that something is wrong with Blaine over these last days.
As always I don't own anything to do with Glee, only this plot is mine.

"So I won the over six singing competition by a landslide. Well I say a landslide, I don't know that for sure, but I think I did. There wasn't any other singers with a voice as good as mine even there. I was simply flawless!" Rachel Berry beamed at her fellow classmates who were sat on her table, flashing them a bright toothy grin. Everyone on the table was bored, they'd all much rather be doing their Maths work, and that's saying something.

"Er that's really cool Rachel, i'm glad you did well." Sam smiled and nodded at Rachel. He knew she expected someone on the table to say something, otherwise she'd tell the story again. "I like to sing too."

She smiled at him. "That's nice." She stood up and walked over to the pencil sharpener on the otherside of the room, Jacob scrambling up after her.

Sam turned towards Blaine, the two of them the only ones left on the table. He knew something was up and he was determined to find out what it was. "What's the matter Blaine? It's like you have your head up in space."

Blaine snapped himself out of his trance and snuck a quick look at the clock before answering Sam's questions. 12:00PM. Ten minutes until dinner. "Nothings wrong Sammy." Blaine lied.

"Hmmm, where'd you get that from?" Sam pointed to the plaster on Blaine's elbow.

Blaine looked down and quickly made a lie as to where the cut concealed underneath the plaster came from. "Oh that, me and Cooper were playing tag and I erm, tripped and hit my elbow on the stone path, it's nothing much."

"Ooooooohhhhhh right, I thought it was something else. Did you cry Blainey?" Sam laughed and poked Blaine in the ribs.

He thought back to the day before when Kyle had smashed his elbow on the wall behind the school, and how he'd been left with blood gashing out the wound it had created and tears flowing down his cheeks. "Nope." He shook his head at Sam.

Sam just nodded in agreement. He made eye contact with Blaine and looked and started into his dark hazel eyes. There was something there, something that Sam knew shouldn't be. He was only six but he knew when there was something wrong. It was like Blaine was crying out to Sam, desperately wanting to be heard but Sam didn't know why. He didn't understand why Blaine just wouldn't tell him what was the problem. He had known for a while now that something wasn't right. Blaine turned away to continue his Math questions. Sam decided to ask what he'd been wanting to ask Blaine for a couple of days. He might as well ask, if Blaine wasn't going to tell him, he'd make him!

"Blaine, are you being-"

RING RING RING RING.

The school bell rang in the classroom and all the students packed away their equipment, eager to get out to dinner. Rachel waved a goodbye hand towards the two boys, walking out the room quickly trying to escape Jacob.

"Sammy, erm, this will have to wait. I gotta be somewhere." Blaine looked uneasy and pale. "I'll see you later."

Sam knew at that moment he didn't have to ask the question. He knew Blaine was being bullied. The bruises and cuts he'd seen all over his body that Blaine had simply put down to "Accidents." The broken Spiderman toy and the frequent disappearing over the course of dinner and breaks.

"Blaine." Sam reached out and grabbed his right wrist, Blaine flinched and pulled away, he had a good idea why. "Don't go where you have to go, come with me. I'll let you eat all my Doritos." Sam tried to humor Blaine and for a brief moment saw his lips pick up into a near smile, only to fall again less than a second later.

"I can't." He looked down and replied quietly.

He turned and hurried threw the crowd of kids who were leaving the classroom. Sam threw his bag on his back and started to hurry after Blaine, to stop him from going to meet whoever had been making his life a misery over the last couple of weeks. He darted for the door, accidentally knocking some paper's out of his teacher's hands.

"Samuel Evans, get back here this moment and help clean these up. Why are you running out the door like a mad man anyway?" Mrs Mollen barked, ordering Sam to clean up the sheets.

"Sorry." He knelt down and picked them all back up, handing them to her. He didn't like being rude but he needed to find Blaine. " Can I go now Mrs Mollen?" He asked.

She sighed. "I suppose so."

Sam marched out the door. He knew he'd only get collared by Mrs Mollen again if he decided to run.

Sam had searched all over the school trying to find Blaine. He'd tired in all the toilets, searched the corners of the playground he knew to stay away from and around the back of the sports shed, but still no Blaine. He could only think of one more place where he could possibly be. Behind the school. He didn't want to go around there, it was off limits and he didn't like breaking the rules. This was one of those times his Mom told him that rules should be broken if someone or something was in danger. He checked that there was no adults around and ran behind the school.

"Blaine, are you hear?" He whispered, hoping Blaine was ok and he wasn't too late. "Blaine." He repeated.

"Sammy."

Sam heard it, a small voice. He knew it must be Blaine. It was quiet and sounded sad. Had Blaine been crying? Was he hurt? Sam pushed all the bad thoughts out of his head. He walked forward and looked to his right. He could see Blaine sat on the floor behind a wide green plant, he must be hiding himself from anyone who came by Sam thought.

"Blaine, what happened." Sam forced his way past the plant and kneeled down at his side, making him take his head out of his hands and face him. He could see his eyes were all red, and his cheeks damp from where his tears had fallen.

"Sammy, i'm sorry."

Sam wrapped his arms around Blaine. "For what? I know what's happening and i'm sure you don't deserve it."

"You- you do?" Blaine looked up at Sam, surprised.

"Yeah, you didn't hide it from me that well, I can always tell when somethings the matter with someone, it's like my sixth sense."

Blaine looked down and realised he needed to tell Sam everything. He let go of Sam's shoulders, his warmth and the feeling of safety were gone.

"Tell me everything, please." Sam asked.

Blaine sighed. " It started a couple of weeks ago, I was coming out of the lunch hall, on my way to find you when I was stopped by three fifth graders. They wouldn't let me pass so I tried to go around them. The leader, Kyle, grabbed my wrist and wouldn't let go. He demanded I give him my food. I asked him why but he didn't answer. He snatched it out my hand and walked off with the other two."

Sam thought back, he could remember when Blaine had no food one dinner and he'd had to share Sam's. He didn't think anything of it at the time, Blaine had simply put it down to him forgetting his lunch and having no money to buy anything with. This explained the real reason.

Blaine carried on. "I thought it was over, that it would be just a one time thing, but it wasn't. They tripped me up if they saw me, demanded my money and gave me evil looks."

Sam started to get mad. He wanted to do what Spiderman did to the bad guys in the Spiderman movie, to save Mary Jane, to the bad guys who were hurting Blaine. "That's not fair. Why do people do that, you've done nothing wrong."

Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "They kept saying I deserved it, that it's because i'm too happy or something."

"That's rubbish." Sam shouted, getting angrier with every more word Blaine told him. "That's not a reason to do something like that to a person. Did they hurt you?" He turned to face Blaine, he knew the answer but he wanted to hear what they actually did.

Blaine knew if he told Sam all what they done he'd get angrier. Sam had inherited his father's personality, knowing what was right and wrong regardless of his age or how well he knew someone. "They-they grabbed my wrist a couple of times and made it red, shoved me to the ground, that's it."

"No it's not." Sam replied bitterly, he pointed to the plaster on Blaine's elbow. "They did that too didn't they?"

Blaine nodded. "It's just a cut, nothing major."

"Blaine." Sam sat on his knees and faced Blaine. "That isn't nothing, they're hurting you and that's never good. My Daddy says that whenever a innocent person is hurt it's not good and you should help them, i'm going to help you."

"How, i'm not letting you face the bullies, they'll hurt you too." Blaine shook his head.

No, i'm not doing that, we're both going to go tell a teacher, ending this."

"No Sammy, they threatened me, told me not to tell anyone. That's why I didn't tell you."

"It's ok, but you need to tell a teacher, if you do they won't be able to do anything to you." He pulled Blaine to his feet.

"But-but Sammy, what if they do?"

"They won't, I promise."

Sam battled his way through the plant and emerged back onto the path behind the school, Blaine followed. He turned around and faced him. "So we gonna go tell Mrs Mollen?"

Blaine nodded. "It is probably best, i'm just scared of them."

Sam walked over to Blaine and took his hand in his, it was cold. "Don't be Blainey, i'll be here for you and by the end of the day this problem will be over."

Blaine smiled. He felt happy inside, he felt like maybe this would end. He'd not known problems like this before. Everyone had been more or less nice to him throughout his short life so far. Sure he's had the occasional name call and teasing but never anything like what he's been through over the last couple of weeks. He couldn't imagine anything worse than this.

"So you're ok then?" Sam asked Blaine, still holding his hand.

"Yeah, i'm still scared, but i'm not sad anymore, this is going to be over soon and that's making me feel happy."

Sam smiled, pleased that Blaine was feeling better and happy and that this would finally be over for his friend. That everything would soon be back to normal. "I'm kinda like your answer to Spiderman."

Blaine laughed. "Oh Sammy I suppose you are."

They rounded the corner, heading back onto the playground. All the other school children were running around, laughing and playing all their usual break games. Sam let go of Blaine's hand.

"Let's go find Mrs Mollen."

A/N: So I hoped you liked this chapter and if you did please review, favourite and follow the story. I try to update regularly so you'll know when I do :) And as always, I apologise for any mistakes that are in this chapter aha.

I myself don't feel like this chapter is some of my strongest work but if you all like it, that's all that counts :) I hope I didn't rush through the bullying thing too much but I just wanted to establish a basic mini plot during the kid years and this is it. The next chapter will either be the last kid chapter or there may be one after it, I haven't decided yet. Either way we'll soon be flash forwarding to the Blam teenage years, wonder what they'll hold ;) Let me know if there is anything or anyone you'd like to appear in future chapters.
Thank you for reading, Jake :)