So seeing as how his car was in the shop getting a tune up I offered to drive him back to my house. We climbed into my car and we drove in silence for a few minutes. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and started talking. "So Blaine why don't you tell me more about yourself?" He hesitated before replying " Ok what do you want to know" "Everything" I said. "Ok my full name is Blaine Devon Anderson. I'm a junior in high school and have an older brother named Cooper but I don't see him often cause he's off doing his own thing. I like singing, dancing and performing, its my life. My favorite food is lasgana cause I'm part Italian. I want to go to NYU for music. And I like to live in th emoment. I take what life throws at me in stride. After he was done I asked..."So what made you switch schools?" "I decided I would try public school again. " " Again?" "Yeah, he said before Dalton I went to Westerville High. He paused and asked "are you sure you want to hear this? " I shook my head yes. He took a deep breath before starting. "Ok when I was twelve I realized I was gay but I kept it to my self because I was scared of what the fallout would be. I felt like I would be a disappointment. So for three years I kept it to myself. But it was tearing me apart. I was withdrawn, not as outgoing as I used to be and people were noticing. So one night I told my parents and I was surprised when they said they already knew . And they were ok with it. And I thought telling my friends would go ok but it didn't. They called me awful names and told me it was unatural. And by the end of a day everyone knew. Life after that was awful. I was bullied everyday. I was surviving but not really living but it got a little better when Matthew Harris transfered. We became fast friends and in secret he told me he was gay too. With him by my side life was better. Around April our school had a Sadie Hawkins Dance . We decided to go together so we could stick together. It turned out find because everyone was focused on their dates that we were left alone. Until we were on our way home and these jocks followednus and beat us up. I ended up in a coma with a cracked skull, a broken arm and leg and six broken ribs. So after missing alot of school I repeated my somophore year after transferring to Dalton. Dalton was great but felt like a cage. He looked at me. I was horrified how could he be so optimistic wss beyond me. We arrived at my house just then. "Wow your house is beautiful Kurt." '"Thank you I replied" I grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen. He blushed but allowed it and followed me to the kitchen. "My dad doesn't come home for about an hour so why don't we grab some drinks and watch some tv or a movie till he gets here. "Ok he said nervously. He followed me down to my room. If this plan was going to work I had to make him comfortable as possible. Blaine was still standing there. "You can sit down Blaine I don't bit......unless you're into that kind of thing" He blushed but sat down next to me. I put on a rerun of Amercia's Next Top Model so I could study Blaine's profile as discreetly as possible. When Blaine was focused on the show. I looked at him carefully. Without his glasses I could he would look better. If dating him was part of my plan he had to have a makeover asap. Before I knew it I heard my dad calling me. I looked at Blaine he looked terrified. "Come on its time for you to meet my dad. He looked scared shitless so I grabbed his hand again and said "relax he's harmless really. "Ok I'm ready lets go." We walked up the stairs together and found my dad in the kitchen. "Hi dad there is someone I want you to meet. Dad this is Blaine Anderson. Blaine this is my dad Burt Hummel" Shyly he said "its nice to meet you sir" "Nice to meet you to Blaine. But none of that sir crap. Makes me feel old" Blaine laughed. I decided to let my dad and Blaine get to know each other while I made supper. I knew there was nothing to worry about cause I heard them start a convo about the Buckeyes and how well they were doing this season. About fifteen minutes later the spaghetti was done. Just as my dad and Blaine walked in. I served up the food and we all sat down. As we were eating my dad asked Blaine " so blaine what are your intentions with my son?" "Dad I said sounding shocked. Its not like that......yet anyway". Blaine blushed bright red and looked down at the table. We finished dinner in an awkward silence. When we finally finished blaine quietly said " I should go home. I still have to do my homework. Once again it was nice to meet you Burt. "Same to you Blaine, don't be a stranger" Blaine turned to me and said. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at eight and thanks for dinner. I nodded in consent and he left. I talked to my dad for awhile before heading to my room to do my nightly skin routine. Deciding I would up my game tomorrow. I would make Blaine mine and break apart his neatly constructed walls and life. I ignored the voice in the back of my head that was saying Blaine had been through enough and didn't need me messing with him. Cause after all I don't help people I hurt them or in Blaine's case ruin them. And thats exactly what I was gonna do to Blaine. I was gonna ruin him and with that final thought I rolled over and closed my eyes.