POV: Blake

"Blakey? Blakey? Yoo-hoo?"

I blinked my eyes open repeatedly and rubbed them to see better.

"Finally. I thought you were never coming to." a voice said.

"M-ichael? Is that you?" I asked rubbing my eyes to get better vision of my surroundings.

"Yep, it's me Blakey!" Michael said, tone cheerful.

Blakey? Why was he calling me that? "Whe-re am I?" The surroundings looked unfamiliar. I was apparently lying on a couch. I looked around and the house was beautifully designed. The walls were cerulean blue and different paintings hung on them. There was a shelf with a lot of trophies on them and a lot of medals here and there. The house seemed welcoming and cozy.

"Well, you're at my house." he said, a full smile on his face.

"Wh-how did I get here?" I asked. I couldn't recall what had happened. Heck, what did happen? What time was it? As I tried to stand myself up, my head suddenly ached and my vision spun. "God, I feel horrible." I muttered.

"It's probably the hang over, Blakey. Relax a little." Michael said motioning for me to lie down. "Do you want a drink?" he offered. Hang over? Shit. I then processed what had happened and apparently, I got it. I must have gotten drunk and passed out. Last thing I remembered was we were at Shanna's and I happened to have a few shots and boom. Here I was at Michael's.

"Wh-at…. ha-ppened?" I muttered as I place my arm over my head.

"You got drunk… and we crashed at Shanna's, at around 10pm she woke me up telling me her parents were back surprisingly on such short notice and apologized and asked everyone to leave." Michael said as he played with the zipper of his black jacket.

"H-ow'd… I… end up.. h-ere?" I asked

"Well, I didn't know where you lived… I asked the others who were still there and they said that Nellie was the only one who knew were your house was. Unfortunately, she wasn't there anymore…. and I decided to take you home instead." Michael said, flushing a little. "And god, didn't know you were so heavy.." he said as he stretched his back exaggeratedly.

I began to laugh when my head suddenly throbbed. "Crap… Ugh…" I groaned. "Uh.. I think I need that glass of water." I told him. Michael left, to get water I presumed . I looked at the picture frames on the coffee table, each one depicting Michael in a certain age. There was a guy with him in some of the pictures and I assumed that that was his older brother.

"Here you go, Blakey." he said, coming back with a glass of water in hand. I greedily drank it and felt a little bit better. Although my head still hurt. He sat on the floor, in front of me.

"Why do you call me Blakey?" I asked frowning.

"Because… that's what you said." I arched an eyebrow questioningly. "You don't remember do you?" I shook my head and he sighed. "You called me Mikey last night and said I should call you Blakey." Mikey? Blakey? I found it a little cute and started laughing. He flushed a little. "It sucks right?" he asked.

"No, not really" I said smiling. He smiled too. I suddenly remembered that it was Tuesday and we supposedly had classes today.

"Uh… don't we.. like have classes or something?" I asked. I didn't mind missing school though, I felt horrible and school would've only made it worse.

"It's cool, everyone in Glee club all agreed on ditching school today…" Michael said with a smile.

"Oh… hey, hey I don't want us Glee kids to be a bad influence to your studies." I said as I ruffled my hair.

He laughed. "Oh forgive me, but I'd say you got so drunk that you don't even remember most of the stuff you did last night."

"Err…"

Michael kept on laughing and I punched him lightly on the shoulder.

"Well, aren't you gonna feed me?" I asked jokingly. He laughed and stood up and went to kitchen. I noticed the large trophies and couldn't help but ask.

"Hey Mikey?" I said, using the name I came up with presumably.

"Yeah?" he said, a little laughter in his tone.

"These medals and trophies?"

"Are all mine… Spelling Bees, Quiz Bees and other probably boring stuff to you" He said as he poked his head out the kitchen doorway and frowned.

"No way, These are cool dude." I said smiling as I eyed each trophy shining perfectly.

"Thanks, I guess.." he said before going back to the kitchen.

I continued checking the place until I heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

"Hey Mike, have you seen my blue ja-"

It was the guy that I saw in most of the pictures. He was Michael's brother, clearly because they looked so much a like. He looked at me wide eyed and narrowed his eyes suspiciously at me. Just then Michael came out of the kitchen with two bowls, a box of Rice Krispies and a carton of milk all jammed in his hands.

"Oh… Adam this is Blake, my friend from McKinley… Blake, Adam, he's my elder brother…" Michael said as he put all the stuff down on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Hey" I said to Adam as I gave him a small smile and waved once.

"Hey there" Adam said smiling back. "Anyways, Mike have you seen my blue jacket?" he said returning his attention to Michael.

"Oh, did you check the attic?" Michael asked.

"Uh, no, not yet… Thanks little bro." Adam said before returning back upstairs.

Michael returned his attention to the things on the coffee table. "Hope you don't mind cereal? I don't.. I mean I'm not really a good cook.." he said sheepishly.

"It's alright." I said smiling.

"So…" I said as I chomped a spoonful of cereal.

"Hmm?" he said whilst eating on the floor.

"What happened last night?" I was really curious at what had happened since I barely remembered anything. "Last thing I recalled was taking a tad too many drinks and sitting down on Shanna's couch." He paused from eating and thought for a while.

"Let's see…. You called me Mikey, drank like an alcoholic, I carried you all the way to Shanna's guest room and.." he suddenly paused and flushed a little.

"And?" I asked, wanting him to continue.

"and…. that's it, you asked me to stay with you there…" he said awkwardly.

"Oh.. That's it?" I asked, a little suspicious that Michael was hiding something.

"Yeah.." he said blushing some more "And I also sang The Great Escape with you."

"Whoah? Really?" I asked. He nodded and I smiled. "Cool."

We ended up laughing and talking together, getting to know each other more and I was surprised to find out that Michael was only living with his brother while his parents were somewhere in Chicago. His brother happened to be in a band and I though it was really cool. We kept on asking each other questions like what was our favorite color, music, food. Michael and I connected easily. Although we were very different people, we managed to make it seem like we had known each other for years now.

"So… instead of going to school today… what are we doing….?" I asked as I played with Michael's black hair as he laid on the foot of the couch, his head, near my chest.

"Uh.. The Glee club suggested we should go to Six Flags today.. " He said.

"Oh, so you're more close to them than I was now?" I asked laughing. He laughed and we both got up

Michael and I prepared and he drove me to my house so that I could get changed, after a few pleas and begs I did for my mom's permission she allowed me and I instantly jumped happily to the car.

The drive to Six Flags wasn't that long but it turned out me and Michael were the last to arrive. Charlie began wooing as Michael and I both got down and I looked at Michael questioningly and he just bit his lip and shrugged.

"Sorry we're late guys.." Michael said as he shut the door to his Honda Civic.

"Did too much?" Charlie asked teasingly. Aylin just elbowed him in the stomach and shushed him.

"It's alright." Shanna said with a big smile. "Now what are waiting for? Let's go!" she said cheerfully as she dragged Michael's arm and Michael grabbed me and I grabbed Nellie and so on and so on as we went inside the park.

Once we were finally inside however, all our smiles started to fade and each one of us stared wide eyed at the persons in front of us. It was Lily, and next to her was Mr. Robert, our teacher. She didn't look straight us and instead was looking on the ground. Mr. Robert on the other hand was looking at us disapprovingly. Crap. was all I thought