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"Blainiac! Are you ready? Because I've got a super nutritional breakfast for you here and we've got to get our hot asses out the door in T minus ten if we want to make it to your new school in time for the tour."
Ed knocked the door a couple times before heading back to the kitchen, where he had made Blaine a breakfast wrap so he could have it in the bus on the way to school. He knew his brother needed a proper breakfast in order not to be starving later. For himself, he had a thermos filled with coffee and more sugar in it than he'd want to admit to. He had grown-up needs.
Ed knocked the door a couple times before heading back to the kitchen, where he had made Blaine a breakfast wrap so he could have it in the bus on the way to school. He knew his brother needed a proper breakfast in order not to be starving later. For himself, he had a thermos filled with coffee and more sugar in it than he'd want to admit to. He had grown-up needs.
"I'm ready, just finishing up!"
Blaine had finished gelling his hair perfectly flat before he washed his hands, adjusted his bowtie and checked himself out in the mirror. He was aware he had a unique style but he wasn't about to stop having it after one little incident. Or one big incident. Sure, he still had some fading bruises and he probably would give off the vibes that he was changing schools for a very incorrect reason but he knew his natural charm and friendly manner would help him through... right?
Coming down the stairs, he was humming to himself as he picked up the breakfast wrap and smiled at his brother. "Morning, sunshine!"
Blaine had finished gelling his hair perfectly flat before he washed his hands, adjusted his bowtie and checked himself out in the mirror. He was aware he had a unique style but he wasn't about to stop having it after one little incident. Or one big incident. Sure, he still had some fading bruises and he probably would give off the vibes that he was changing schools for a very incorrect reason but he knew his natural charm and friendly manner would help him through... right?
Coming down the stairs, he was humming to himself as he picked up the breakfast wrap and smiled at his brother. "Morning, sunshine!"
Edited 2025-01-28 20:06 (UTC)
Ed took issue with the clothing, the hair and the bowtie, but it was what Blaine wanted and he was just happy that he no longer seemed entirely terrified of leaving the house. He handed him his wrap, holding out a bottle as well. "Water. You can't have coffee on your breath when we get to school, they'll judge me. It's a gateway drug."
He'd know, he had already taken actual drugs at Blaine's age. No need to get into that though. Ed headed for the door, holding it open for Blaine. "We've got to catch the bus. It's the earlier one, so there won't be that many people."
Gave Blaine some time to adjust.
He'd know, he had already taken actual drugs at Blaine's age. No need to get into that though. Ed headed for the door, holding it open for Blaine. "We've got to catch the bus. It's the earlier one, so there won't be that many people."
Gave Blaine some time to adjust.
"I really could go alone, you know? But I appreciate it. It's good to have someone to take the tour with and all." Edward was, as of right now, his guardian. His mom too but she wouldn't come - it was too risky. As long as dad refused to see him, it was complicated. At least he had his brother with him. He did want him there but he didn't want to hide behind his big brother.
He wasn't afraid, he was going to meet this whole ordeal head on and push through it. He wasn't a coward, he wasn't scared - he was determined. "It's nice and all but if you're busy, I got this. It's just a bus."
Moving after Ed, took a bite of his wrap and wondered how bad a bus was that Edward kept bracing him for it. "Is it expensive? The bus, I mean."
He wasn't afraid, he was going to meet this whole ordeal head on and push through it. He wasn't a coward, he wasn't scared - he was determined. "It's nice and all but if you're busy, I got this. It's just a bus."
Moving after Ed, took a bite of his wrap and wondered how bad a bus was that Edward kept bracing him for it. "Is it expensive? The bus, I mean."
"Nah. It's free for you, cause you're a student. It ain't much for me either. It's a bus, Blainiac. They smell and have weird people on them. Sometimes you have to sit next to them." Not a pleasant experience, though Ed couldn't quite imagine what it'd be like for Blaine, who had never been on a bus before. Not like this. "The kids at that school you're going to, they will be a lot more crass than you're used to, yeah? I mean, they are all the same amount of asshole, but these will use worse language. Just make sure to make friends quickly and you'll be fine. You are a charmer."
"I mean, it's not like the people at my last school are the sort of people I'm hoping for here." He did kind of wish he could have gone with Sebastian to his new school so they could stick together but he knew they were broke - he had to go where was close, cheap and would accept him in the middle of the school year. "It can't be all bad. I think it'll be fun, meeting new people and all. I could use a shake up."
Anything was better what how his last school had gone so it could only get better.
Anything was better what how his last school had gone so it could only get better.
"It's not the worst. I always went to public schools and I... Well, I graduated." So there was that. He didn't know what else to say in praise of the public school system. He had survived it, at least. "The cheerleading team has been national champion for several years running, so there's that. The coach is off her rocker, but at least there's results."
Had to give her that. "Do you want to join a club?"
Had to give her that. "Do you want to join a club?"
"Maybe if they have it, Glee again? Or theatre. I want to keep performing. I don't know if I'm really into sports, I can watch it but I can't play it." He would fully support his schools team but he didn't fancy being crushed under a bunch of strong guys running at the full force of a pissed off bull. "Cheerleading isn't terrible but I'll see what I get there and all. Cliques can be hard to break into and I know cheerleading is always like that."
That and he wasn't sure wearing a cheerleading outfit would be a good way to stay safe. And then, he realised how much he hated that thought and how it had appeared in his head. No, courage, he wasn't afraid this year. "Maybe if it's fun."
That and he wasn't sure wearing a cheerleading outfit would be a good way to stay safe. And then, he realised how much he hated that thought and how it had appeared in his head. No, courage, he wasn't afraid this year. "Maybe if it's fun."
"Just feel it out. And-- I'm proud of you, Blainiac. Being yourself and all that." He wrapped an arm around his brother as they walked onto the bus, smiling at him from the side. "But you don't have to put too much on yourself. You are out and proud but you don't have to represent every gay in America at all times. It's normal to be careful sometimes. Even I've got my moments."
He let Blaine sit down first and then settled in next to him. "I won't ever judge you."
He let Blaine sit down first and then settled in next to him. "I won't ever judge you."
"I'd blame me. And they'd win."
Blaine shot his brother a sad smile and then shook it off, looking around the bus curiously. It did smell weird, everyone kind of looked pissed off and the bus vibrated and rattled along down the road uncomfortably. He didn't mind it so much, he'd been on private buses before for his school and it wasn't totally different. Just less nice. "But thanks. For everything. I can't even begin to thank you for all you've done."
Blaine shot his brother a sad smile and then shook it off, looking around the bus curiously. It did smell weird, everyone kind of looked pissed off and the bus vibrated and rattled along down the road uncomfortably. He didn't mind it so much, he'd been on private buses before for his school and it wasn't totally different. Just less nice. "But thanks. For everything. I can't even begin to thank you for all you've done."
"You're my little brother, Blainiac. It's my job to look out for you. Before puberty hit, I got pushed around every day of my then very short life. I ain't ever gonna let that happen to you." Ed looked at his brother and reached out, trying to gently coax some life back into that slicked down hair. Damn, he looked like a Ken doll. Was that really what the kids liked these days?
"Come to the Lima Bean after school. You can bring any friends you've made, I'll give you a discount." Why not? Not as if he liked that job, might as well give things away.
"Come to the Lima Bean after school. You can bring any friends you've made, I'll give you a discount." Why not? Not as if he liked that job, might as well give things away.
"If I make any. Let's see. I have a good feeling though." Because he wanted to so he made himself excited and happy, not anxious and scared. He could do this. He spent the night before powering through Queer as Folk and he had to just be one of those cool, smart gays who were confident and knew what they were doing.
"I think it's super cute, by the way, that your boyfriend actually came to this nowhere town." Blaine smiled teasingly and then held up his hands before Ed could correct him. "Sorry, sorry - therapist."
"I think it's super cute, by the way, that your boyfriend actually came to this nowhere town." Blaine smiled teasingly and then held up his hands before Ed could correct him. "Sorry, sorry - therapist."
"Honestly, the miracle is actually that that hick ever lasted more than a day in a big city. Who drives a pick-up truck in NYC? What's wrong with him?" A lot, evidently, at least as far as his country-ness was concerned. It was so off-putting and arousing. "He's been itching for a chance to go somewhere where the cows outnumber the people. He feels more at home there, so, really? You've done him a favour."
Massive inconvenience for Ed, but he wasn't about to point that out. "Okay. Time to be a good guardian. What do good guardians ask when they get a school tour?"
Massive inconvenience for Ed, but he wasn't about to point that out. "Okay. Time to be a good guardian. What do good guardians ask when they get a school tour?"
"Classes, clubs, bullying policy and dress codes. Don't hit on any staff." Blaine suggested as he saw their stop come up. He leaned forward to press the gross looking stop button. It was kind of sticky - why was it sticky? The bus started to approach and Blaine got up, pulling his satchel on and finishing off the rest of his breakfast wrap.
Once they were stopped, he turned to Edward and smiled. "See, buses are no problem. I got this." And he was determined to try and avoid being a burden to Edward. Even if he knew he was.
Once they were stopped, he turned to Edward and smiled. "See, buses are no problem. I got this." And he was determined to try and avoid being a burden to Edward. Even if he knew he was.
"Uh-huh, baby bro. You've got this." Ed handed Blaine his small bottle of hand sanitizer and then got out ahead of him, waiting outside the bus. "Never touch the button directly, unless you've got hand sanitizer. Either you pull your sleeve up or you wait for someone else to press. Maybe ask them, even if you've got to pretend to have suddenly developed a button-push allergy. You want to stay healthy, Blainiac, gotta steer clear of those bacte-- Why, hello there."
Ed had noticed a redhead staring at him during his explanation, enraptured. Of course that meant that he flashed her a smile, she ended up giggling and then walking toward the school.
"All right!" He whistled and wrapped an arm around Blaine, pulling him along. "I can't wait for parent-teacher night."
Ed had noticed a redhead staring at him during his explanation, enraptured. Of course that meant that he flashed her a smile, she ended up giggling and then walking toward the school.
"All right!" He whistled and wrapped an arm around Blaine, pulling him along. "I can't wait for parent-teacher night."
"No, no, no. You promised you'd control yourself." Blaine insisted as he jumped ahead of Edward and continued his plea while walking backwards. He had pretty good spatial awareness so he knew how to avoid hitting anyone. "You can't promise and back out now. I have to go here so behave. Now come on, we have to find the principals office."
He spun around and looked up at the sign for the school before heading inside. It was nothing exception, sure, but it didn't look as bad as Jon and Ed tried to make a school like this sound. They were just trying to brace him, sure, but it started to sound like a post-apocalyptic barren wasteland.
He spun around and looked up at the sign for the school before heading inside. It was nothing exception, sure, but it didn't look as bad as Jon and Ed tried to make a school like this sound. They were just trying to brace him, sure, but it started to sound like a post-apocalyptic barren wasteland.
"You're lucky your shoulders have already come in. At your age, I could still fit inside a locker too easily." Ah, the sweet embrace of puberty. How he thanked it for all the good it had done him. Ed looked around, trying to see any sign of just how endangered his brother might be. "I guess we should ask about Glee club. If they've got a Glee club, there's bound to be at least some half-gay teens. Bicurious. Something to work with."
Wait.
"I'm trying to find you like minds, not a boyfriend. You're too young to date anyway."
Wait.
"I'm trying to find you like minds, not a boyfriend. You're too young to date anyway."
"First off, I'm not. Secondly, thanks but I can navigate all of that sort of thing myself." Blaine insisted because if he was going to end up with a boyfriend, he wanted it to be all his own work and yeah, if he had someone here he wanted, he'd go for it. "I mean, Sebastian's had boyfriends and he's my age. Definitely not too young."
He knew that Ed didn't like Sebastian, that he judged him but Blaine didn't. He got it, he thought it was the right thing to do. It sucked but it was what it was.
"I'll make friends, don't worry about me. I always do. I'll just join a lot of clubs."
He knew that Ed didn't like Sebastian, that he judged him but Blaine didn't. He got it, he thought it was the right thing to do. It sucked but it was what it was.
"I'll make friends, don't worry about me. I always do. I'll just join a lot of clubs."
Edited 2025-01-28 21:07 (UTC)
"Yeah, there's a good role model to have. The wonder twink. Being easy doesn't make you cool, remember that." Maybe that was hypocritical, but Ed didn't think he was cool because he was easy. Those were just too unrelated facts about him. He stopped by a notice board, raising his eyebrows. "I mean. They've definitely got a lot of clubs..."
What the hell were half of these even? "When do they have time for normal lessons?"
What the hell were half of these even? "When do they have time for normal lessons?"
"I guess it's all after school." Blaine looked around and then pulled a pen from his pocket and started to scribble his name on the sign up sheets because why not? He needed friends and he wanted to have something to do with his time. They were weird, yes, but he didn't care.
Finally, he found glee club and signed his name on the sheet before frowning. Open auditions always. Maybe he didn't have to wait for the next competitive year to join after all.
"I'll see if I can audition after school today."
Finally, he found glee club and signed his name on the sheet before frowning. Open auditions always. Maybe he didn't have to wait for the next competitive year to join after all.
"I'll see if I can audition after school today."
"Whatever you want, Blainiac." Ed took the pen from it and quickly added something on after Blaine's name, a B inside a heart, as graffiti looking as he could make it look with that pen. "Just because we ain't in the city doesn't mean my brother doesn't get his own tag."
He turned and winked at him, then reached out to right his bowtie. "Let's go. Haven't been to the principal's office in ages."
He turned and winked at him, then reached out to right his bowtie. "Let's go. Haven't been to the principal's office in ages."
"Sometimes you're just like, I don't know, the coolest person." Blaine was easily impressed too but still, he loved Ed, he was so cool and it always all seemed effortless.
Together, they went to see the very strange principal. They discussed some admission things, Ed had to sign stuff but he was proud of his brother - he managed to seem like a real guardian and everything. Though he did ask about parent-teacher night.
Once they were done, Blaine was given his schedule and his stomach started to twist anxiously. It was a lot and he was determined to keep pushing ahead despite everything. He looked at the Spanish classroom number and swallowed hard as they left the office and towards his first class. "Do you think I'll have to introduce myself?"
Together, they went to see the very strange principal. They discussed some admission things, Ed had to sign stuff but he was proud of his brother - he managed to seem like a real guardian and everything. Though he did ask about parent-teacher night.
Once they were done, Blaine was given his schedule and his stomach started to twist anxiously. It was a lot and he was determined to keep pushing ahead despite everything. He looked at the Spanish classroom number and swallowed hard as they left the office and towards his first class. "Do you think I'll have to introduce myself?"
"I don't know, Blainiac. You've met the principal, I think the teachers might not even notice they don't know you yet." So he wasn't overly worried about that. He glanced at his brother, realising that he very much was that nervous. Poor guy. "Look, you're new here. No one knows you. If you fake being confident, you'll already be halfway there. Fake it till you make it, right?"
Seemed like an easy enough mantra. "And remember that Jon had a stutter at your age and he survived somehow too."
Seemed like an easy enough mantra. "And remember that Jon had a stutter at your age and he survived somehow too."
"I know, I know. Fake it until you make it. Be what you wanna be." He didn't know how easy that was to maintain but he was sure he could. He just had to be confident. Like Brian, like Ed, like Freddie. A showman, a proud man and unstoppable. He smiled at Ed and gave him a half hug before looking off towards his new class. "I'll see you after school, don't worry too much about me. Not that it isn't sweet."
With a teasing smile, he waved at Ed and then moved forward into the school alone.
With a teasing smile, he waved at Ed and then moved forward into the school alone.
Blaine was good at school, he was smart and a good public speaker, he could make himself come across how he wanted where he wanted to. And it was always at it's best when he performed.
It was pretty weird though - usually auditions were in an auditorium but here, it was some small choir room that was confusing to find. He was a bit late and got some serious attitude from the pre-existing members but he didn't let it effect him. He set his satchel down and pulled the sheet music from his bag. The pianist took it confidently and he smiled awkwardly at the guy before facing the room.
"Hey, I'm new to the school. I'm Blaine Anderson and I'll be singing for you."
He could feel the shift once he started to sing 'Teenage Dreams'. At first, they were unsure, just unimpressed or even not interested but once he was into the song, he felt all eyes on him and it was always so fun. He knew he was a good performer, he knew he was charming and he knew how to get people to dance with him.
The girls were charmed, especially one of the girls with intense crazy eyes. As he finished, he turned to the adult in the room. "Well?"
It was pretty weird though - usually auditions were in an auditorium but here, it was some small choir room that was confusing to find. He was a bit late and got some serious attitude from the pre-existing members but he didn't let it effect him. He set his satchel down and pulled the sheet music from his bag. The pianist took it confidently and he smiled awkwardly at the guy before facing the room.
"Hey, I'm new to the school. I'm Blaine Anderson and I'll be singing for you."
He could feel the shift once he started to sing 'Teenage Dreams'. At first, they were unsure, just unimpressed or even not interested but once he was into the song, he felt all eyes on him and it was always so fun. He knew he was a good performer, he knew he was charming and he knew how to get people to dance with him.
The girls were charmed, especially one of the girls with intense crazy eyes. As he finished, he turned to the adult in the room. "Well?"
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