Free Falling
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June 5, 2012, 3:48 p.m.


Free Falling: 12-Oct-11


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Story: Closed - Chapters: 4/? - Created: Feb 21, 2012 - Updated: Jun 05, 2012
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"Can anyone tell me what mercantilism is in their own words?" Blaine asked his AP Civics Students. Sebastian walked in with a small Visitors pass on his suit pocket.

"I Can," he said smiling. "Basically its Pimps and Hoes. Britain at the time was the pimp, America was a Hoe. Everything America did she had to give it to Britain and nothing went in or out of America without Brittan knowing. It was unfair but so is life."

"Sebastian Smyth ladies and gentlemen." Blaine shook his head and gave his best friend a hug.

r39;"Yes mercantilism is a method that Britain used to gain money from the new world. It is also our first step towards the revolutionary war." Blaine took a picture with mercantilism written in block letters from his desk. He walked to the front of his board and attempted to hang it. Being inches too short Sebastian entered Blaine’s personal space and hung it for him.

"Get a piece of paper you are using all semester to make a written timeline of events leading to the Revolutionary war." Blaine informed his students while they wrote he talked to Sebastian.

"So, Steak 'N Shake for lunch?" Sebastian proposed.

"Um, I don't know, I don't want to hate myself after 3. Susi?"

"No places are close enough to be back before your lunch is over.“ Sebastian commented. “Let’s go to Wendy's,”

“Yes, I can do that,” Blaine laughed as the bell rang. “Have a great day guys,” Blaine said over the sounds of bags zipping and paper folding. Kurt walked into the room and smiled at Blaine discreetly before looking at Quinn and Santana.

“Blaine isn’t that Kurt?” Sebastian said looking at Kurt.

“You remember him?” Blaine asked standing up stretching his arms over his head, “You were drunk that morning.”

“Of course I do, you didn’t tell me he was your student.” Sebastian said in a judgmental tone. Blaine shot him that said, you are not judging me. The room emptied quickly as students rushed to stand in line for lunch, leaving Quinn, Kurt, Sebastian and Blaine in the room.

“What can I help you two with?" Blaine asked getting ready to leave.

"Well, Mr. Schuester, the Spanish teacher, is going to a funeral and wont be here Wednesday, Thursday or Friday, he has a sub for his Spanish class but there is no one to sub Glee." Quinn started.

"We were wondering if you would want too." Kurt said in a optimistic tone.

"Let me look at my schedule," Blaine said walking towards the door, Quinn and Kurt already outside as Sebastian headed towards the teacher parking lot. "I'll swing by this afternoon. Enjoy your lunch." Blaine said walking to catch up with Sebastian.

In Wendy's, Sebastian asked Blaine about Kurt, "So your student is also your friend, I'm sure they're are some laws against that."

"Its not like that Sebastian, sure I like Kurt, but he is my student and I won't jeopardize my job over it. but he is 18 making it perfectly legal if that’s what we both wanted." Blaine said opening the lid to his salad.

"I usually encourage you doing something out of the norm, and even more if you end up getting laid or at the very least a blowjob out of it, but I really don’t think you should do anything with him." Sebastian said honestly.

Blaine nodded, "Don’t do anything you wouldn’t do right?"

"I'm trying to pinpoint the moment when that became bad advice...." Sebastian said with a teasing smile. "Speaking of things that can get you a blowjob, I've got a date tonight be my wingman?"

The rest of the day flew by for Blaine as he assigned his US History class their homework the bell dismissed the long weary Tuesday. Blaine remembered he needed to stop by the Choir room to cheek out the whole Glee thing for the end of the week. He locked his room and headed to junior hall. Three doors down Blaine heard the guitar and a voice he knew too well. "Should I write myself out of the history books? And mark a place in time for every chance you took? Don't get me wrong, I know you've got your life in place. I've yet to take the hint, someday I'm sure I'll get the picture, and stop waiting up." Blaine walked into the choir room and saw Kurt singing with a blond quarterback whose name Blaine didn’t know.

"When it all comes down to a sunrise on the East Side, Will you be there to carry home the remains of my wasted youth?" The football player sung then returned to hid main focus on the guitar

"This wasted time on you Has left me shaking in waiting, Shaking in waiting for something more" The two sung together before Kurt took over. "Tonight is alive with the promise of a street-fight, And there's money on the table That says your cheap shots won't be able To break bones I've yet to break a sweat I'll make your past regret its future." Kurt noticed Blaine at the door and smiled at him.

"Here's to you when it all comes down to a sunrise on the East Side, Will you be there to carry home the remains of my wasted youth? This wasted time on you has left me shaking in waiting for something more" the football player sung alone.

Make all of my decisions for me I've never taken the fall for deceit I’ll keep a secret if you keep me guessing the taste of your lips says we shouldn't have met like... " Kurt waved Blaine into the room and sung watching him, "Make all of my decisions for me I've never taken the fall for deceit We'll keep a secret if you keep me guessing The taste of your lips says we shouldn't have met like this I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressing. For more than just a moment of truth between the lies told To pull ourselves away from the lives we leave back (I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing) The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me here, keep me here."

The football player picked back up When it all comes down To a sunrise on the East Side, Will you be there to carry me home? The remains of my wasted youth, this wasted time on you, has left me shaking in waiting for something more." The room busted with applause including Blaine.

"Hello Mr. Anderson, What are you doing on this side of the hall?" Mr. Schuester asked shaking Blaine's hand.

"A few of your glee kids asked me to cover for you while your away, I just wanted to stop by and say yes and that I would love to." Blaine said. Kurt smiled wide and sat down watching Mr. Schue talk to Blaine about the duets lesson and walked away to the class room to get Blaine keys to the ARA. Kurt walked over to Blaine grinning.

"Kurt I really liked your song," Blaine started.

"Thank you, I picked it with you in mind." Kurt said.

"I'd like to see you Kurt, outside of school." Blaine said even though Sebastian's was screaming in the back of his head to be careful.

"Tomorrow afternoon, we can get some coffee, or something." Kurt suggested.

"Sounds perfect... it’s a date." Blaine said locking Kurt's eyes into his. Mr. Schuester came back and Kurt returned to his seat hiding his smile as he talked to Quinn and Rachel.


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Chic-fil-a is very anti-gay in their policies and politics. Most gay folk wouldn't patronize their establishment. Other than that, great story!

Yeah, but their chicken is fucking delicious. I might change it thought, I always forget they are an anti-gay establishment.