I push open the double door entrance to Mckinley, another day at this hell hole. Immediately, i search the place to find the other football guys. Cause of course if i didn't have Karofsky and Puck surrounding me, i'd be no one at this school. Honestly, i would rather be no one, than this guy i've turned into. Not even Cooper (with his many acting classes), could pull this one off. You see i've been playing the straight quarterback ever since freshman year. It's just not me. Anyway
, i push it aside, let's concentrate on history or whatever i have first.
"Good morning class", Mr Schuester echoes, as the hungover kids whine in pain. Mr Schue starts muttering about the cold war or something. Let's be honest, i never listen. I usually spend the hour staring at him. The most beautiful, angelic boy you've ever seen. He sits two rows in front, just two rows, but i've never been brave enough to even say a word. It's stupid really, i always see him around, but i don't say anything. Me! The most popular, supposedly confident guy in this place and i'm too "scared" to talk to him.
"Blaine!" And i'm broken out of the daydream. "What was the main consequence of the Berlin wall", Mr Schue asks knowing i have no clue. "Well, umm a shortage of bricks?". A burst of laughter circles the class, but then he smirks and my heart may have dropped right then. Everything about him is breathtaking, but i can't let my feelings show. No one knows i'm gay, i just can't, i'm too scared of what consequences it will make to my reputation. For now i can just glance from a distance, hoping for a spark between us.
So it's time for lunch (my favourite class), and of course i've packed my cronuts, as always. Yet just before i take my first bite, i hear a scream from the other side of the table. I jump to action, instinctively, as if i have to. It's him. Karofsky comes back laughing, shouting "go back to never land...fairy". "Karofsky", i shout, "what did you do?" "I just taught Kurtie over here a lesson, maybe the slushie will wash the gay away", he responds. Suddenly, i find myself pushing Karofsky out of my way, to go see him.
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and that's part one. they're about to meet! let me know what you think x
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perfectly imperfect
FanfictionBlaine Anderson is the popular, straight athlete of Mckinley. He's everything a girl could want. But when he struggles with his identity, will it be Kurt Hummel that saves him?
