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Im discouraged at the moment, but, I am writing for the simple fact that I want to write. It makes me happy. and I want to get to the awesomeness of Blaine and some of his backstory from my head canon. I wish people liked this enough to give me their feedback, or even tell me if they don’t like it, and what they’d like to see. hope my readers enjoy this chapter…

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Chapter 9: Fitted t-shirt

Kurt Pov

“My transfer! Kurt Hummel’s back at McKinley!”

Hearing the cheers of my friends, was music to my ears. It felt beautiful. Absolutely beautiful! I felt welcomed, and back where I belong. Finding an outfit this morning was so much fun. I had to look my absolute best for my return to glee club audition/performance that I knew Mr. Schue and the rest of the glee club would offer to me.

Even though it felt like I could finally breathe again now that I was back, I felt myself sad as well as ecstatic with happiness. Saying goodbye to Blaine this morning was very hard. Though I cried this morning a bit, Blaine was staying strong for me, and he didn’t shed a tear. I told him that he didn’t have to be strong for me, and he could break down, and we’d be messes together. We got coffee together, and we returned my uniform together to the office to be put into the used uniforms bin to be resold. I felt good about being able to do that. I kept my uniform in mint new condition and there are lots of students at Dalton that I know don’t have money to spending on new uniforms. Students like me, who’s parents literally scrounged up money so their kids could go to a safe school.

But, since I had said my goodbye to Blaine already, I didn’t expect to be seeing him again so soon. Which is why when he was on those steps, looking as dapper and perfect as ever, I was surprised. As they harmonized together and sang to me, with Blaine sounding dreamy sand perfect on lead vocal, I felt honored, and flattered, but I also felt relief. I didn’t belong at Dalton. This is know. Dalton was all about structure and blending in, and I need to stand out. Still though, the friendships I had made at Dalton are all special to me. I didn’t get close to anyone but Blaine really, but I did make friends with Trent, David, Nick, and Wes more than the rest of the Warblers. I am going to miss them, but the feeling’s of missing them wouldn’t even touch the surface of how much I was going to miss Blaine. Not even close.

Oh tell me when! You’re gonna let me in. I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

He ran past me, and I just wanted to grab him and kiss him senseless. Just wrap my arms around him, and never let him go.

And if you have a minute why don’t we go! Talk about it somewhere only we know! This could be the end of everything, so why don’t we go, somewhere only we know…

He stopped playing the piano which was conveniently placed in the courtyard, and came to me with watery eyes.

He was breaking. And I was already standing here with damp cheeks at the lovely serenade from my friends, and the best boyfriend in the entire world. Feeling him take my hands in his was amazing. He didn’t care that everyone around us was watching the public display of Gay affection, and it was perfect.’

As he sang in front of my face, each of the Warblers who I was closest too during my time at Dalton came to hug me, and shake my hand and put reassuring grabs to my shoulders and I was a crying mess.

“Pull it together Kurt’.

But when the next in line to come hug me was my brother Finn, I remembered what I was coming back to. Our still a bit new brotherhood, and then I hugged Mercedes, Savannah, and Rachel, crazy as they are. I remembered our diva sleepovers that could be more often now. I was coming home.

I turned back to the warblers and Blaine was standing there, with a tear in his eye. I walked close to him as close as possible and stared into those eyes that I could not live without, now that I’ve got them. For a moment, I looked down at my feet and hated myself for leaving Dalton. But looking back up into his eyes, I know that he’s not going anywhere.                                                                   I wanted to kiss him and never stop. But I knew that we said our goodbye last night. In my bed last night, before and after being reamed by my dad for doing anything more than kissing on the lips. So instead of attacking his lips, I pulled him to me close, and hugged him as tight as I could. Our heads rested perfectly on each others shoulders. The words almost came out. ‘ I love you.’ But I had to stop myself. Not yet Kurt.

“I’m never saying goodbye to you.” And those conveyed my message just perfectly. Because he grabbed me tighter for a moment, and then he let me go. He was crying freely now, and his wet eyes broke my heart. He kissed my cheek.

I already miss him so much. He walked away and straight through the supportive shoulder pats from Brittany and fellow warblers as he retreated up the stairs in the quad. This is not goodbye.

Blaine Pov

“I'm never saying goodbye to you”

 I love you.

But I didn’t want to say it yet. Kurt hasn’t said it, and I don’t want to say it until I am completely sure, and when I think for sure he will say it back. I broke our embrace because I was going to break down here at Mckinley high school, and I didn’t want Kurt to see me fall apart any more than I already had. I briskly walked up the stairs as quickly as I could, but before I got out of earshot, I turned back.

“no crying.”

“No crying”

“we love you too.”

And they put a top hat on his head to complete his fabulous outfit. He belonged here. I smiled through the tears, and let myself tear away the gaze.

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An hour drive back to Dalton in the afternoon traffic got us to school with only one class remaining.

I bailed. Going to French without Kurt just wasn’t…. wasn’t something that I was strong enough to do right now….. I can’t….. I sat in the library for over an hour with my head in my crossed arms just staring blankly at the seat across from me. The empty seat. I used to get by at Dalton without problems every day before Kurt. I had friends, I enjoyed my classes, when they didn’t irritate me to death, and I have never once missed a warblers practice. Today, that was going to change.

I was so zoned out, I didn’t even notice Beatz, Jeff, Nick, and Trent pull out chairs and sit with me.

Trent said, “Wes is annoyed that you aren’t at rehearsal. He understands what you are going through, but you know Wes. Missing rehearsal is never acceptable.”

“and you need the music, it’ll help you blah blah…” Jeff added.

I just shrugged. I don’t want to sing. I'm not in the mood. I miss Kurt, and I know that we are going to see each other soon. After school probably, but not having him at rehearsal with me and knowing that he is singing happily with the new directions wont get out of my head.

Im happy that he is back there. He is happy, and he is where he belongs, but I wish he could be there and happy, and still be here at the same time. Or if I was able to be as strong as he is and go to Mckinley with him. Of course I know that that isn’t an option because my tuition is paid for this year, and my dad would probably never let me transfer to another school to be with my boyfriend. But man, being away from Kurt.... it hurts.

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Kurt Pov

Everything’s as if, we never said goodbye.

Looking here at all of my friends as I perform is amazing, I feel so welcomed and accepted. I belong here. Brittany and Arties smile is so bright that I am bubbling with excitement to be back. I knew that I missed it here at Mckinley, but being in the choir room, performing again is so surreal. Its really hitting me how glad I am to be back!

I’m trembling now! You can’t know how I’ve missed you!

Even people in glee club that I didn’t know very well were here smiling at me being back. Lauren Zizes. Savannah Lake, and the two people who gave me such hell on a daily basis were bright and proud to have me in this room again, Noah Puckerman, and Santana Lopez.

I don’t want to be alone! That’s all in the past.

The smile from my brother was a perfect reassurance that being back was right.

This world’s waited long enough! I’ve come home at last!!!!!!!

And it sure as hell feels good to be back.

And this time will be Bigger!

Hand gestures! I can do hand gestures again, and it’s the norm. I love them, but god I didn’t fit in with the warbler-bots.

                                                     And brighter than we knew it!

Mercedes giggled at my gestures.

So watch, me fly, we all know I can DO IT!!!!!!!!

Rachel had such a great smile. I could see that our rivalry was going to be over. Ever since I went to Dalton, we’d begun getting along so much better. She claimed it was because I was her only real competition, which is accurate, but now, I knew our Hummelberry friendship was going to stay.          

Could I stop my hands from shaking.

And I cant because I had to bring my fist to my mouth to calm my excitement.

Has there ever been a moment…..

Quinn and Finn were watching me with intrigue.  Waiting on my every expression. I felt so welcomed back.

                                    We’ll have magic in the making!

I couldn’t contain my excitement anymore! I bounced in place a little and Brittany and Artie smiled at me.

                                    Everything’s as if we never said goodbye

Seeing Mr. Schuester’s smile was the ultimate. Right before I left Mckinley, I remember that he had an idea for a solo for me at sectionals, and I never even got to hear it. Mr. Schue was one of the few teachers who actually tried to do something to stop the bullying and being back here, I know that he will still be watching out for me.

                                    We taught the world new ways to dream!!!!

And a standing ovation to complete the welcome back. I am home again.

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Savannah Pov

I didn’t join in with the new directions for the Barbara-vention, being grounded after mom saw my grades. I'm super excited that Kurt is here at Mckinley though. He has fabulous style, and he really has brought everyone together as a club. I don’t know if I would’ve ever pegged puck to be so close to Kurt, but they seemed like best bros, and it was pretty cool actually to watch.

When we were in the auditorium and ready to perform born this way on Friday, I felt discouraged seeing everyone else's shirts. Most of them were way more creative than mine was. I chose a simple, “Imperfect” to go right smack in the middle of my shirt. It was the only thing I could settle on without feeling strange.

Performing Born this way on stage was a lot of fun! With Kurt leading, it was a phenomenal performance!

                                 I’m on the right track baby I was born this way hey!

The song ended, with everyone hugging each other on stage was distracted by the blazer wearing, gel encased head that walked up on stage. Kurt immediately walked over to him and, like gravity, the magnetic pull that is KLAINE came together. After regionals, Puck and Santana totally gave them a couples name. Klaine. It was either that or Blurt, and we all agreed that sounded ridiculous, so Klaine it was.

“You were amazing Kurt.”

Kurt pecked Blaine’s lips ever so lightly, and they linked hands. They were such an amazing couple.

A buzz from my phone brought me out of my reverie and I saw a text from my dad.

C'mon, dinner with the family tonight. Hustle!-Dad

I slowly backed off of the stage secretly to head to my dad’s car in the parking lot.

This shirt is much too tight. And I should’ve known to change before getting into the car.

“Savannah I think you’re gaining some weight Mija.”

I sighed. I'm such an idiot. I should’ve put in a jacket before leaving the building. Or changed into p.e. Clothes or something. My abuelita never did have a filter. She pretty much just says what is on her mind.

I pulled my shirt down to stretch it to not be so tight against my sticking out fat. When it snapped right back into place I quickly just pulled my backpack to rest over my front.

“N-n- no I’m not. I'm just, this shirt is tighter than anything i- i've worn before.”

My mom was staring at me with an expression that i couldn’t even describe……

Crap does she know? I had to look away from her.

“Honey is wasn’t an insult, but lita’s right, you do look like you’ve put on a few pounds. It’s not a bad thing.” Dad said from the drivers seat, and I slumped into my seat, and pulled my seatbelt on.

I chanced a glance up at my mom again, and now the look on her face was suspicious.

I just hugged my backpack closer to me and gazed out the window. Please stop my thoughts……

As my dad drove to pick up Justin from practice, I stayed quiet, and I didn’t really make eye contact with anyone. My mom and grandma chatted animatedly about us kids, and grades, and extra curriculars, and I had to chime in only minimally to accept congratulations on glee club winning regionals.

I ordered a small 8 piece mozzarella stick appetizer from the restaurant but nothing else. I knew even this would be in the toilet later. When everyone’s food came, I had to try and hold my breath as much as I could to not run off to the bathroom. That would ruin everything. Not only then would mom and dad know what was going on with me, my grandmother would too, and that would be so much worse than mom and dad alone knowing.

I was so queasy though, and if I didn’t excuse myself, I might throw up on the table over everyone’s meals……

“Excuse me.” I squeezed past Justin, and brisk walked to the bathroom.

Where I proceeded to barf my guts out……

I tried to rinse my mouth out as much as possible, but the smell just wasn’t going away. They’re totally going to notice……..

“You smell like barf honey…….” My dad said as I sat back down at the booth.

“Did you throw up?” My mom asked, and I could swear that her voice was kind of accusatory.

“I’m fine!” I quickly blurted out, and then continued eating, so I would hopefully not have to talk anymore.

Mom is busting me tonight….. I can feel it.

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Internet surfing at home is truly the only safe haven and escape from my reality these days. At least it is until the damn instant messages start coming in……..

KurtFashionHum: why’d you bail so quickly after the performance. Everyone went out for pizza, and missed u.

SavvySassy: sorry. Family dinner. Grandma’s here. Had to bail.

KurtFashionHum: uh huh..… you sure it wasn’t just because Blaine showed up, and staying would’ve put a damper on your hiding in your secret….?

KurtFashionHum: or worse, have him notice your bulgy bulge that was clearly out to play today because of your very fitted born this way t-shirt.…..

KurtFashionHum: super adorable tummy by the way. It’s definitely Blaines baby

SavvySassy: Shut up Kurt.

KurtFashionHum: just stating the truth. So do you like me being at Mckinley?

SavvySassy: that depends. Are you gonna continue to bug the crap out of me like you were at dalton? and worse, are you going to constanly continue to tease me like your doing now?

KurtFashionHum: oh come on Sav. You know i'm just kidding.

KurtFashionHum: kind of….. except you are showing.

SavvySassy: thank you captain obvious! As if I didn’t notice. My family is starting to notice too….

KurtfasionHum: Cus you are showing. Like.... really showing.... How long has it been again?

It was message free for a few minutes……

KurtFashionHum: don’t you think maybe it’s time to tell them….. think about it this way. Would you rather they find out on their own, and be pissed at you, or have you put on your big girl pants and tell them your mistake?

Savvysassy: ……………………….

KurtFashionHummel: you know i'm right. Just accept it.

Savvvysassy: again, shut up Kurt!

KurtFashionHum: love you too

Savvysassy: I do love you Kurt. Youre my best friend, and I know you are right… but…. I cant ok? I just cant.….

“Savannah?” My mom called.

Savvysassy: g2g. moms here. Ttyl

KurtFashionHum: good. Then tell your mom about the ba-

But I quickly shut my computer before my mom could see it.

“Hi mom.” I said moving over to sit on my bed. She sat down next to me, and still had an unreadable expression.

 I had sex 2 months ago and now i'm pregnant mom…..

Just tell her Savannah……

Come on, tell her….

But nothing would come out….

After a few moments of silence, she finally broke it. “Savannah have you been with a boy?”

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A/N: my attempt at a cliffy…. I hope it means you’ll review to get me to update sooner.

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