Chapter one.
" , we agreed we wouldnt be seeing eachother under these circumstances again"
Blaine Anderson rolled his stunning hazel eyes at the man sat behind the other side of the oak desk.
How many times had he been here before? In the office, with Principal Figgins, because he had been 'Unacceptable'.
The funny thing was, he never got punished for it, they just gave him chance after chance, thats why he did it.
"WE didnt agree on anything, that was you"
He rolled his eyes again, as the man suddenly went from being sat the other side of him, to being stood right infront of him.
"Right, that is it, im tired of you thinking you can do what you want and get away with it"
The short boy sighed, mentally adding to the older mans sentence 'Maybe thats because I can get away with it'
He was took away from his train of thought when the man began to talk again.
"You will do 3 extra curricular activities, including extra credit, and the drama club"
The troubled boy's heart almost stopped.
"WHAT?!"
The drama club was the worst thing that could possibly ever do to Blaine's reputation.
"You will be given the lead in the schools play this year, I want to see you at the next meeting, which is later today, be there, or you'll regret it. Meeting dismissed"
From that second on, Blaine thought his life was ruined, little did he know, it was just about to be made.
Later that day, Blaine sighed as he approached the room in which he thought would be the death of him and his rein of popularity at this school.
He stepped inside only to discover that the class had already started.
The way people were staring at him you'd think he'd of murdered someone.
"Um.. Sorry im late?"
Yet another teacher in which he hated looked at him with a pained expression.
"Better late than never, take a seat please "
The young boy sighed and sat down at the only available seat, next to Kurt.
Blaine had seen this boy around school various times before, but he had never really took the time to pay attention to him as he was at the bottom of the social pyramind.
Blaine didnt waste his time with losers like him.
Before he knew it he had a copy of 'West side story' in his hand and he was reading out loud infront of everyone, a slight crack in his voice.
He was informed that Kurt was going to be his understudy, so they would be practising together.
He looked over at the rosy cheeked boy, who seemed to have already been staring at him.
"Just so you know, im only here because I have to be, and im only working with you on this shit, and im not a fag either, so dont try anything"
Blaine glared at him as Kurt was a bit taken aback by his words, he just nodded, not knowing what to say.
A few minutes passed by in silence before Kurt finally spoke up.
"So, um.. I guess, you should come to my place after school? I mean, only if you want to, you dont have to or anything"
Blaine nodded, a scowl painted on his face.
"Yeah, whatever, but you dare tell anyone that I have to come to your house, I swear"
Kurt just nodded, gulping.
He was scared of Blaine, he knew that if anyone could get him killed, or make his life miserable for the rest of eternity, it was him.
"I wont tell anyone, I promise"
