Hey guys! I'm sorry for the wait. Ajdhdhaghadgd I hated not being able to post. I've been with limited internet access and hardly any free time due to Uni work. I do sometimes actually attend class. Who woulda thought? Anyway, I think you'll be rather glad to know I now have my own apartment, with my very own broadband and up to chapter 15 of this fic stored safely on my laptop.
Oh, and Jade apologises muchly for not updating her fics, she's been in and out of hospital and swamped with coursework as well. She's okay though, and should be back soon.
Blaine returned to his room, much to his dislike, a couple of hours later. Having spent the evening with the guys, he felt a little bit better about the school. They seemed nice… especially Kurt.
His happiness at the fact that he had found a group of friends which included a rather beautiful gay boy who had held his hand for almost half an hour however, vanished slightly as he walked through the doors of room 13C. His roommates hadn't looked like the friendliest of guys in the first place, and after what he'd heard about them from the others, he was even less thrilled about seeing them lounging in the sitting area, in front of the Xbox. They had turned their heads to him, looking him up and down.
"Hey, Anderson." Grant commented, smirking slightly. "What did you do with yourself tonight, then?"
"Uhm, I met some people…"
Grant exchanged looks with the other two. "Hey, man, we're sorry about any, uhm, misunderstandings we had earlier." he cleared his throat slightly. "You're a junior, right? So am I. I'm happy to show you around to your classes and stuff tomorrow… we should get to know each other, after all."
Blaine peered at him suspiciously. He certainly had changed his tune.
"I'm sorry if we came off rather… brash." Hunter added. "It's the way Daniel expects us to act, being one of 'his' group, and all. You're new, he wants us to test you. Just know you don't have to be stuck with those misfits if you don't want to. They're rather…"
"…troubled." James finished for him. "They all have their dramas. Secrets. There's a lot more to them than you think. Don't believe everything they say about us - there's two sides to every story, and they definitely aren't innocent."
"Why should you believe us though, right?" Hunter read his expression perfectly. "Let us prove it to you. Have lunch with us tomorrow. Hang out with Grant during classes - he'll fill you in."
"Uhm…" Blaine grimaced. "I kinda said I'd hang out with the others. Uhm, one of the boys is on my rotation, so…"
"Who?" Grant raised his eyebrows.
"His name's Kurt Hummel…"
"Hummel? Wow." James laughed.
"He's just definitely a person you don't want on your bad side. Vicious little thing, oh so amusing though…"
"I've heard the same things about you guys." his voice rose slightly, in defence.
"Like I said, there's two sides to every story."
Hunter nodded. "James is right. See for yourself."
"Look, decide what you want to do tomorrow." Grant said, quickly. "The offer is there. For now, do you wanna join us for some gaming?" he held up a spare Xbox control. "You play?"
Blaine allowed himself to grin slightly. While he did not trust these guys, it wouldn't hurt to have them on his side, for a while, anyway. "Probably better than you three put together."
The three laughed, and began shouts of 'bring it on, Anderson!'.
"So, honestly." Kurt whispered that night. "What do you think of him?"
Darren rolled onto his side to face his roommates bed next to him, and nodded. "I like him. I mean…he seems shy… but I certainly have nothing against him hanging out with us." he paused. "I think the more important question is, what do you think of him?"
"I'm sorry?" he said, sharply.
"You're as obvious as Aaron and Jeff's code words. That's saying something." he laughed. "I don't blame you. He's cute… okay, there it is." he grinned at the expression on his friends face as he said that. "You like him."
"I hardly know the boy! I admit, I felt a… connection to him," he blushed lightly, but Darren didn't notice as it was dark. "and he's very… aesthetically pleasing…"
"Oh, come on, Kurt."
"Fine. He's freakin' gorgeous. Plus, he's shorter than me."
"By like an inch."
"Whatever! It means I'm not the smallest of us anymore. It's nice to not be the only normal sized person in a group of human-giant crossbreeds."
Darren smiled. "Are you going to ask him out?"
"No! I couldn't. I don't know him. I don't know what he went through, or if he has someone back in Santa Monica, or if he even dates. I'm not going to make things awkward between us before we even get to know each other."
"You seemed pretty cosy. I'm just saying! He seemed sort of smitten. Why wait?"
"Maybe you should take your own advice."
This shut his roommate up for a moment. "You know that's different." he finally said, his tone of voice considerably softer.
"Why? Because of what happened last year?"
Kurt took the silence to mean that it was still something Darren didn't want to talk about. "Daz, it's you. You know when he's around you…" he sighed. His probably wasn't the best time to push the point.
Blaine was awakened early the next morning by an extremely loud crashing noise sounding from the hallway. It pained him slightly to climb out of his ridiculously comfortable bed, to pad across the floors and crack open his door to check out what was happening.
"You did WHAT?" he saw Grant yell at Hunter. "No, no, no! We did not discuss this!"
"I'm the Team Captain, I can do what the fuck I like, thanks Grant -"
"You're acting co-captain, that does NOT give you the right -" he threw his hands up in exasperation. "Did you even get in contact with Toby and consult him?"
"He said post new sign up sheets! Everyone can try out! I cant discriminate against -"
"Why not? You guys have every other year! I'm sorry, but I am NOT having my position threatened by some misfit -"
"And if you're good enough to still be on the team, you have nothing to worry about!"
Blaine tried to pull the door closed, figuring it would be best not to enter the scene, but before he even attempted to, he realised the two boys were already looking at him.
"Anderson, you're awake. What do you think about Hunter's stupid stunt -"
"Blaine, it's not your problem, don't answer-"
He shook his head, quickly stepping out into the hall. "Uhm, I didn't really catch the full story anyway -"
"Well then, let me explain it to you." Grant snarled slightly, his eyes fixated on Hunter. "Some idiotic acting captain of the football team - not naming any names here - decided to post a sign up sheet for try outs - OPEN try outs. As in, open, to the whole school." he shoved a piece of paper at Blaine's chest. "As it happens, some floor sevens decided to put their names down."
"And, that's a problem, because?" he ventured.
"Exactly! Thank you, Blaine!" Hunter seemed satisfied with this. "Maybe Grant would care to explain that to both of us?"
"Pertuce will be observing the tryouts!"
"What's a pertuce….?"
"Our football coach, Oliver Pertuce. He doesn't discriminate against groups - he doesn't have a specific allegiance. He lets the team members vote who gets on, with the captain making the final decision, but, if he sees that we vote on somebody who isn't as good as one of those," he spat slightly. "He can override us. And I'm not having my position as linebacker threatened -"
Blaine was starting to seriously dislike these guys once again, but tried not to show any distaste to how he had just spoken. "How do you know they'll even be a problem?"
Hunter laughed. "Grant has always been jealous of Aaron Lowes' skills on the football field. Luckily, he couldn't try out due to an injury last year, which is why Grant made it onto the team."
"He should know better than to try out! He knows we cant stand him and his poxy friends!"
"At least Nick didn't sign up this year."
The sly smile and chuckle exchanged between the two boys made Blaine feel seriously uncomfortable, and he wasn't sure if he should ask. He didn't get a chance to, though, as Grant changed the subject.
"It doesn't matter. Lowes has been out for a year, he's out of practice. He might not be such a threat. Anderson, get dressed, breakfast is in ten. If you want to come with us, that is…"