June 13, 2012, 7:54 a.m.
Foster Home: Audition
E - Words: 1,801 - Last Updated: Jun 13, 2012 Story: Closed - Chapters: 23/? - Created: Jul 28, 2011 - Updated: Jun 13, 2012 973 0 0 0 0
Blaine still hadn't found the perfect song to sing anyway, so it was okay to wait. By Thursday night, Blaine had found the one song he wanted to sing and they practice late that night because Blaine wanted it to be perfect. When Kurt asked Blaine if he could play piano or guitar, Blaine started to mumble, saying that yes he could but that he didn't know if he should. He then proceeded to ask Kurt if he couldn't just let the Jazz Band play the music. Kurt look at Blaine with a puzzled expression, then manage to smile and opened his computer, looking for music sheets.
The following day, before school started, their coffee in hands, the boys headed to Mr Schue's office to ask him about Blaine joining Glee Club. The Spanish teacher was surprised to see Blaine behind Kurt.
"Weren't you the boy spying on us, earlier this week?" he asked, suspiciously
Kurt then looked at Blaine, scared of what he would say… He imagined Blaine telling the teacher that he wanted to enter Glee Club, make friend, but Kurt forbid him to. It was a detail he didn't think about when Blaine and him were rehearsing and talking about the New Directions. Why Blaine was lurking in the corridor? They just wanted to forget about the day Becky found Blaine in the corridor.
"Ermm… Yes… I was… But it's not what you think…" Blaine responded" I – I just wanted to be part of the group but I was too shy to enter and actually audition. But after the corridor incident, Kurt and I spoke and became friends and he told me not to be shy and just audition. I think I'm ready now!" It was as if Blaine had rehearsed his lie and Kurt immediately felt relieved, not that he thought that Blaine was totally dumb and would blame Kurt, but he never knew.
"So it's settled then! Glee Club meet right after school, but I think you already know that. If you have you music sheets, I can give them to our pianist and he'll give them to the band, sounds good?"
Blaine then handed his sheets to the teacher and thanked him. The two boys then headed for their first respective class.
Blaine thought the day was long and boring. He already knew the content of three of his class of the day, because he already studied it at Dalton. Instead he practiced is favourite pastime, letting his mind wander and just imagine things. He was picturing himself in New York, working on some music sheet, a guitar, his old guitar, in his hands. Maybe he would someday become a well known composer, when all this fucked up mess would be finished. In his fantasy, he heard a beautiful voice singing from the kitchen. He knew that tone, that voice, that pitch... He almost fell of his chair when he realized whose voice it was.
It was Kurt's. Of course it was Kurt's! But what was Kurt's voice doing in his New York Fantasy Kitchen? Then he realized it; could he be falling for his Foster Brother?
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Kurt was sitting in his French class, the teacher speaking about the most boring subject: past participles with the verb to have. Kurt already knew this stuff. He always read the book before coming to class, making sure he understands all of it. So when the teacher was saying that Le participe pass� avec le verbe avoir s'accorde en genre et en nombre si le compl�ment direct du verbe le pr�c�de, he already knew that stuff.
Instead of listening, he let his mind wander. He thought about Blaine and what could possibly have happened that scared and left a deep wound within him. Kurt had made multiple theories about Blaine's past. Some were plausible; some were totally cracked up but would make a good comedy movie. He couldn't help himself but think about Blaine's hazel eyes, his honey hazel eyes and the way they glittered whenever he talked about something that he loved. He liked the way Blaine was gushing over stuff, like stuffed animal and how he liked to watch Disney movies while singing the songs. They had so much in common. Blaine was a great…
But Blaine was more… Maybe he was boyfriend material… But Kurt immediately crossed that possibility because he couldn't date Blaine, he was his Foster Brother and Blaine didn't need to have his life fucked up again.
He just couldn't.
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When the time for Glee Club rehearsal came, Blaine and Kurt walked together in the room, under the gaze of one Rachel Berry.
The two boys then started an idle chit chat, but Kurt could still see Rachel's eyes upon Blaine and Blaine could still feel the burning brown gaze at the back of his head. And that really felt weird for both boys.
When Mercedes walked in, tough, she gave Blaine a welcoming and warming hug, wishing him good luck for his audition.
"Wait, you're joining Glee Club?" Rachel asked
"Yes… Why?" Blaine responded
"Aren't you the creepy lurker who was spying on us?
-I – I wasn't spying! I was listening! You have a great voice, you know, Rachel!
-Well, you did your research! You actually know my name! No wonder, I'm famous! But if you want to go out with me, I'm sorry, I'm with Finn now! But I could give you my autograph if you want! But you don't have to join for that!
-Thanks, but no thanks! I'm just here 'cause I want to sing, Rachel"
The conversation was cut by Mr Schuester entering the room. When everyone went silent, he showed a little white envelope and said:
"Okay! I've got news here! But first things first, let's welcome Blaine Anderson to the group! Blaine, if you want to take over the floor, it's yours!"
Blaine stood up, nervous. He tried to audition for the Warblers in the past year, but never got a solo. He looked straight into the ocean which was in fact Kurt's eyes, took a deep breath, nod to the band and started singing.
Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Blaine and Kurt discussed about this. And it was decided that he wouldn't change the lyrics, because who, who DARE to change Alan Menken's lyrics, huh?
Look at this trove,
Treasures untold,
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you'd think
Sure, she's got everything
I've got gadgets and gizmo's and plenty
I've got woozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs? I've got 20!
But who cares?
No big deal,
I want more!
Blaine continued to sing with all he had. Because if there was a song that represented him, right in this moment, that was it. He wanted more, he wanted to be free.
And the song went on..
When's it my turn?
Wouldn't I love
Love to explore the shore up above?
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world
He wanted to be part of that world, of McKinley's world, of New Direction's world. Because he couldn't go back to the world he came from. But now that he knew about what it is like outside the waters of Dalton and his old life, he wished from the bottom of his heart he could live on land, in the sun with Kurt and everyone else. He felt that it was right. That it was where he belonged. He was just craving for acceptance, acceptance that would give him legs.
People applauded at the end of his song. Blaine was so happy. Other students never applauded at the end of a song in Dalton. They criticized. It was welcoming, and warm and just what he needed to feel confident,
"-I think I can safely say: Welcome to New Directions, Blaine!" Mr Schue said as Blaine took his place beside Kurt while Finn hit him gently on the shoulder as a welcoming gesture.
"So, as I said before, I have an announcement. I now have the names of the two groups we'll be competing against next month at sectionals!"
The room went completely silent, a tension growing in the room. He heard Kurt mutter "Not Vocal Adrenaline! Not Vocal Adrenaline!" again and again. But Blaine wasn't nervous at all. So he sat just here, listening to the teacher.
"First of all" the teacher continued "the Hipsters! A glee club composed entirely of senior citizens who have returned to school to finish their education."
The tension in the room lessened, but not enough to make everybody comfortable. Then, Mr Schuester talked again
"And an acapella group from –"
Blaine didn't hear the rest of the sentence because he could complete it. There wasn't a lot of acapella groups in Ohio. A loud buzz in his head was making him sick and obvious about what was happening next to him.
Why… Why on the very same day he finally felt the most happy since June, he had to learn that they would be competing against them?
He was scared he would pass out. He was feeling his heart pounding in his head but he couldn't feel anything else. He barely heard Kurt say to him that the rehearsal was finished for the day, because it was always shorter on Fridays. It just sounded like a vague echo.
He felt a hand in his, and someone dragging him in the corridors, towards the school's front door and in the parking.
He then realized he was sitting in Kurt's car, and that Kurt's hand was stroking his cheek. How did he cross the parking, he didn't remember.
"Blaine, honey?" He heard Kurt's voice say
"I- I just can't Kurt… I can't compete against them. They don't even know where I am because they don't care… I wanted to tell them but they never answered me! I can't face them! I can't compete against the Warblers… I can't face my old friends" He then went down in tears, in Kurt's arms, still feeling his foster brother's hand on his cheek. But he also felt a comforting hand stroking his back. And there, in the safety of Kurt's warmth, he cried, again.