"Mr. Anderson." Mr. Marton stood at the front of the class watching Blaine and trying to get his attention, "Mr. Anderson?""Ugh, what?" Blaine groaned and looked up at the teacher.
"Are you drawing on my desk?"
"No." Blaine shrugged before looking down at the desk and continuing to carve into it.
"Then what are you doing?" Mr. Marton raised his voice.
"Carving into the desk." Blaine answered simply.
"Get out."
"What?" Blaine scoffed.
"Get out of my classroom! This is the last straw, Mr. Anderson! I refuse to deal with you. Get out! Go to Mr. Figgin's office." Mr. Marton stared at him for a moment before pointing to the door, "Now!"
"I'm going, I'm going."
"What was he carving into the desk this time?" Rachel popped up next to Kurt.
"Jesus, Rachel! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Sorry. So what was he carving into the table this time?"
"I don't know. And I don't care."
"Fine. I'll check myself." Rachel glanced down at the desk, "It's another K add B."
"Okay. Can we go now?"
"Do you not see what this means, Kurt?" Rachel looked up at him with shock written on her face
"That we need to learn how to stay out of other people's buisness?"
"No. It means-"
"I'm going."
"Kurt! Wait! You need to know what this mea-"
"No. I don't wanna know. I just wanna get on my life without Blaine."
"Bu-"
"No. I'm going."
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Little White Lies
FanfictionWhat happens when one little white lie turns into a massive secret that can hurt the one person that means more to you than yourself? Blaine Anderson is about to find out... *WARNING* Brief thoughts of suicide. Slight depression. Possible...