Blaine felt weird walking around school as Finn Hudson. Everything seemed so small. People where nice to him, nobody was shooting him disgusted looks or pushing him around.

Heck, somebody even pat him on the back. Girls were sending him these long-lasting glances. Teachers were smiling and politely nodding at him.

But the only thing that mattered right now was finding the real Finn as soon as it was possible. The complications were rapidly piling up. He didn't know Finn's schedule, neither did Finn know his. They could walk around the school all day and keep missing each other. He didn't even have his phone with him. God this was going to be harder than had expected.

However, the biggest problem was heading in his direction at that very moment. It was tiny, loud, self-conscious, had a horrible sense of fashion and frankly speaking wasn't a great kisser either. And its name was Rachel Berry.

"Finn! There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere. We have so much to discuss. First, our wedding and after that, since I'm the most talented member of New Directions, you're going to help me convince Mr. Schue and rest of them that we should sing every solo for Nationals. So first things first, since we didn't get married like we were planning to due to Quinn's accident...."

Every single word leaving Rachel's mouth seemed like a blur. Blaine totally zoned out. How was Finn able to put up with it? He probably never listened, and instead thought about food and playing video games. You can do this, he thought. Just smile, and nod once a while say "yes honey of course you're right" and she'll never know the difference.

Rachel self-centred monologue felt like an eternity, so when he caught her saying "So, I think we covered the most important parts of wedding and me singing solos for Nationals, but remember we need to discuss our honeymoon arrangement again later.

Now we need to get going, because none of us wants to be late. We're perfect couple with perfect attendance". She just stood there like she was waiting for something, the more time was passing the more annoyed and impatient she looked.
‘Oh' though Blaine ‘she probably wants me to kiss her. I for sure don't want to repeat spin the bottle thing. I guess she'll just need to be fine with that. He leaned in and planted a dry, chaste peck on her cheek. 

She smiled at him sweetly and turned around on her heel and walked away in an opposite direction.
It would be much easier if I had my phone with me he thought heading in the general direction of the gym.

Finn is a sportsman, there is no other place where he would go to calm down and collect his thoughts, well, it always helps me anyway. There is no harm in checking, right?

***

Finn didn't know where to start looking for Blaine. Maybe choir room or library or gym??Yeah, checking in the gym is a good idea. When something happens Blaine always goes to the gym to box and clear his head. I'll start looking there

On his way to the gym two big jocks appeared in front of him.
"Look isn't that Hummel's faggy boyfriend?" Said one
"Yeah I think that's him!" Replied another.
"Look guys I don't want any troubles. I just want to get to the gym, so maybe we could all go our own ways, forget about this and everyone will be happy. What do you think about that?" said Finn and rised his hands in a surrender gesture.

Shit, this won't end well. I can already feel it. Why does the universe hate me so much? Why couldn't I just switch bodies with Puck, it would be so much easier avoid these guys. What did Blaine do to make them hate him so much?

Finn was trying to figure out a safe way out of this situation, but when he saw a fist, colliding with locker near his head, everything seemed pretty clear to him.

"Listen you little freak. You're not going to tell us what we are going to do. I think he's too bossy for his own good, maybe we need to teach him a lesson. What do you say huh?"

The jock reached out to grab him, but Finn knowing all the jock's techniques dodged him. He had fallen to his knees few feet away from them and as quickly as he could, started getting off the ground.

Finn could hear behind him the sound of their feet on the ground, but he decided not to turn around, just keep running.

Thankfully, Blaine's body was small, it made him more difficult to catch.

His legs may be short, but after all those years still well adjusted to running fast like his life depends on that. Well, it sort of did. Once Kurt told him about Blaine's past to just in case prevent from saying something inappropriate in Blaine's presence.

After he had put a safe distance between himself and the other jocks, he ducked behind the dumpster into which he and the other members of the football team used to throw Kurt.

He decided that once this madness was over, he was going to do something about the bulling; it was sort of exhausting and so not cool. He thought after Karofsky's transfer the guys from the team had let up on the bullying, but apparently he had been wrong.

But then he realised something else Fuck, I need to get to the gym but not through the main door...hmmm I need to find the sideway door, but I have to be very quiet, and I can't draw to much attention. With this outfit it might be difficult but isn't, sort of going to be like in a video game just on a higher level thought Finn obviously trying to find positive aspects of this situation where he found himself to be stuck in.