this chapter is kinda short, sorry :/ im trying to fit time in when i can write but im soo busy! :P

DRAMA! thats whats happening here. will Ashlyn find out about Blaine? let's see...

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By the time Monday had rolled around again, I had forgotten all about the embarassing incedent that happenedd Friday afternoon. Blaine must have forgotten as well for he never mentioned it. He did seem to be acting a little strange though... sad and a little uncomfortable when I was talking to him in Biology.

"Sooooo how did your weekend go?" I asked as I plopped down next to him. "Who did you go see in NYC?"

Blaine looked down at his papers and shrugged his shoulders, ignoring my second question. "Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah, just seeing 'im reminded me how much..." he mumbled while rubbing his tired eyes. I could barely understand what he was saying but I thought I understood, " How much you miss her?" I finished for him.

Blaine's head shot up quickly and he stared at me. I could see he was thinking about what he should say, he quickly decided upon "Um yeah." he then looked away again towards the board as the teacher walked in, abruptly ending our conversation. Something was seriously up with him.

After class I knew something was definanntly wrong. As we exited togther he made way towards his locker and left me behind.

In all the other classes we had together, he would either avoid sitting near me and if we had to sit together, he wouldn't speak to me unless I asked him something. And then he would end the conversation and go back to ignoring me. I was really confused and annoyed and kinda pissed off by the end of seventh period. He was sitting besid me, turned so his back was facing me. I couldn't do anything the entire class period except glare at him and silently dare him to turn around and look at me. As soon as the bell rang, he darted from the classroom. When I came into the hall, there was no sighn of him. Totally pissed now.

I sat down in Spanish, not even caring about my posture. I was in a bad mood and didnt give a damn. I tend to get rude when I'm mad and speak before i think, that was my only explanation for what happened next:

A back pack slammed into my head as a tall boy walked by. He turned around quickly and started to say somthing but I interrupted "What the hell? Watch where you're going?" he starred at me shocked for a second before appologizing "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." his voice was quiet. I instantly felt bad for snapping at him.

"No I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped. I sometimes do that when I'm mad."

He took a seat in the desk right next to me "So who pissed you off?"

"Just this guy..." I deadpanned, rolling my eyes at the memory of his behavior.

"Oh, boyfriend I assume?"

"No, I don't even have one."

"You dont have a boyfriend? Thats strange, I thought you would. I mean your really pretty and nice ,when you not angry that is." He smiled and i blushed slightly, quickly changing the subject.

"Yeah, Blaine... He's like my best friend, besdides Brittany."

"Brittany Peirce? You're Ashlyn, right?" I nodded and peered at him confusedly. "She somtimes talks about you in P.E." he explained.

"Oh, okay. Well, yeah, I'm Ashlyn Tora."

"Zack O'Hara" i recognized him from the football team. He was number 24. I admired how he was one of the only jocks that didn't bully people. He had soft, wavy brown hair and green eyes. His skin tone was light and he wore a stripped polo and black jeans. He was insanely cute.

Whe the teacher showed no intentions of starting class, Zack and I dove into another conversation for the rest of class.

The bell rang and I stood, stretched my arm, and grabbed my things. I was so glad that Coach Sue had cancelled practice due to a family emergency. Zack and I walked out, carrying on our conversation until he had to go change for football practice. "See ya" he called as he continued on. I stood there smiling slightly and feeling all gidy inside. I glanced at my surrounds to see at what part of the school I was in. My smile disapeared when my eyes landed on a familiar curly haird boy. I walked towards him, arms crossed over my chest.

As I came closer, and he noticed me, I saw him thinking. I could tell he wanted to graon or roll his eyes, or better yet, he wanted to walk in the other direction, but he knew that would be rude. Blaine wasn't like that. He stood where he was and waited for me, not looking pleased or angry to see me. His smile was fake I could tell. As I waltzed up to him, the thought of slapping him for making me annoyed, confusing the hell out of me (and for the fun of it) crossed my mind but I dismissed it. Before he could speak in his fake, forced happy voice I cut him off.

"Drop the act Blaine. What's going on with you?"

"W-what do you mean?" his smile faded but his happy tone was gone.

"Ever since you got back from New York, you have been acting really weird. I just wanna know, was it something I did? Did something happen in NYC?"

"No, well sorta..."

"What do you mean? Why have you been avoiding me Blaine?"

"Beacause I didn't want to tell you" he blurted out.

"Tell me what?"

"that, uh... god why is this so hard?" He ran his hand unsucessfuly through his gelled hair and paced a little in the oddly empty hallway. He stopped and looked at me, examining my face while he had a small war within his head. He closed his eyes and then opened them, determination shining in them this time. "Ashlyn, I don't have a girlfriend in New York. There is a reason why I get bullied and dress diferently and act differently than about every other guy in this school. It's because, well, I'm gay"

I could feel my eyes widen as the last sentence slipped out of his mouth. Before he could start to say anything, I turned and walk as fast as I could down the corridor. I heard the slam of a locker with a stupendous amount of force and I looked back for a second, watching Blaine grabbed his head frustratedly and walk away dejectly.

I hurried into the parking lot and before I knew it I was at home, running up the stairs and climbing into my bed clutching my phone as I dialed Avery's number.

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sooo who is this boy that Ashlyn seems to have a crush on? yep i had to put this OC in here cuz i felt like it.

oh crap whats gunna happen? how is Ashlyn gunna take this? Any guesses?

i hope to update soon, like maybe by tomorrow or monday? i dunno. i cant promise anything :/

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