June 27, 2012, 9:06 a.m.
Never Met The Boy Next Door: Chapter 1
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Chapter 1
"Blaine has lived next to me since I could remember. Even before my mother died when I was eight years old, he lived there. The weird thing is, that I had never talked to him before. He used to go to another primary school, another middle school and another high school. I also knew that he had transferred after some severe bullying at his old high school. The reason I knew all those things wasn't because I was a stalker, but because my father Burt and his father Joe were best friends since high school. The two of them had never lived somewhere else but here. Secretly, I pitied them. The thing that I wanted the most, and was my biggest dream, was getting out of this stupid town called Lima, in Ohio. I did not understand how anyone could live here. Sure, it is pretty big and there are schools and restaurants and a mall, but I still couldn't understand how someone could be attracted by this town. The reason why I'm thinking about this right now, is because my dad has suggested that Finn, my stepbrother, and I should meet Blaine. I honestly don't know anything about this guy. Sure, he lives next to me and all, but I barely see him. My dad tells me he boards at a school in Westerville, which is a town that is even lamer than Lima. It is a bit more graceful though. I also know that Blaine has the same age as I do, he is eighteen and a Junior in high school. He plays the guitar, but I know that because his bedroom window is next to mine and I can hear him playing. Not that I was eavesdropping or anything, but the guy is really good. He is probably some kind of jock. Only the weirdest thing is, that I have never seen him. I have no idea what he looks like, but with a name like his, he is probably some kind of blondie with a bad music and fashion taste. Although, his guitar music has a pretty good taste. Whatever, I'll meet him in a couple of days and my dad sort of expects me to become besties with this guy, but I don't know about that. He is probably anti-gay or something. I just hope that he is ugly, that would be amazing. Then I wouldn't have to have a crush on another guy who isn't interested in me. Okay I should stop having a diary now. For God's sake, I am eighteen years old and I have a diary! I am gay, but I thought that I wasn't that gay."
I slammed his ballpoint on my desk and looked out of the window. To be honest, I was seriously going to start to freak out about this meeting.
'Kurt! Dinner is ready!" Carole shouted. I sighed. I was so glad that I didn't have to do the cooking anymore. My dad was only able to boil eggs and that wasn't the healthiest food on this planet, so as soon as I was allowed to touch the stove, I started cooking myself, but it was so much work to do the laundry, because my dad washed my clothes the wrong way, cooking and school, that when Carole and Finn moved in, I basically stopped doing all those things, because finally there was a woman in my life who understood what I wanted.
'I'm coming Carole!' I shouted back and went downstairs.
Dinner was awkward. Carole kept asking Finn if he had already had sex with Rachel, something that he refused to talk about, and Burt was reading the newspaper. I ate my dinner really fast, told Carole that the food was great, something that kept pleasing her, and hurried back upstairs to my bedroom. After about twenty minutes, someone knocked on my door.
'Come in,' I said, not knowing who it was. It turned out to be my dad. 'Hey buddy, are you okay?' I grimaced at the nickname. 'No dad,' I said, 'I am not okay. Please, I am begging you, please stop calling me buddy! I hate it!' My dad raised his arms in defence. 'I'm sorry son, I won't call you that anymore. Is there something else that you want to tell me?' he asked.
'Well,' I mumbled, 'I am sort of nervous about meeting this Blaine guy, because I have never seen him before even though he has lived next door my entire life…' 'It's okay, you don't have to worry. Blaine is a really nice and decent guy. He is very polite and a real gentleman. Most of the boys aren't like that nowadays, Finn is an example of course.' I smiled. Finn was not a gentleman and most of all, not polite at all. He was rude to people that he didn't know, so I started wondering about what Blaine would think of him. 'Thanks dad, it means a lot that I can talk to you about this,' I sighed. 'No problem kiddo, just don't be nervous. I am sure that you guys are going to be great friends,' dad said while walking out the door. I hoped so. I truly wanted a guy as a friend. I had Finn, but that was different. Finn was my big, overprotective brother who was really sweet and everything, but he wasn't a friend with the same interests as me.
The next day, I went to the Lima Bean with my best friend Mercedes. The Lima Bean was probably the best thing in Lima. It was a coffee shop that was even better than Starbucks and Dunkin Donuts together. I ordered my grande, non-fat mocha and sat down while Mercedes went to the bathroom. Suddenly, a bunch of guys walked in. I wasn't really checking out guys or anything, but they were all wearing the same uniform. The guys ordered and sat down at the table next to me. I looked at them and one of them noticed me and smiled at me. He had dark brown, curly hair, which was plastered to his head with a whole jar of gel, and hazel coloured eyes. He was extremely handsome. Before I could do anything, Mercedes came back and started talking to me about glee club. I nodded at the right times, but could not keep the guy out of my head. When the subject changed to Rachel Berry, the most annoying girl on the planet, I started listening again. As it turned out, she and Finn had broken up again and Mercedes and I started a discussion about whether it was the sixth or the seventh time they had broken up. The boys in uniform got up and left, the handsome, gel addicted guy looking at me one more time. Mercedes obviously noticed and smiled, 'He is really cute, I have to admit that.' 'Yeah, well,' I said, 'I don't think he is either gay or single, so I don't think I get to date him.' Mercedes sighed, 'Look, Kurt, I love you and you are an amazing person and you are really talented and handsome so I don't see why you think that you will be single forever!' I looked down at my hands and felt miserable. 'It's because I don't think that I can get out of Lima and go to an accepting city. I am scared that I will be stuck in this town forever.' Mercedes laughed, 'You won't be sweetheart, you are amazingly talented and you will get to New York City.'