This day was going awful. If one more person asked her to say “funny English words” she would punch herself in the tit. But then again, what did she expect? A super chill first day? Like that was ever possible in the life of Rae Earl.
She adjusted her blue denim backpack over her shoulder, just wanting the day to be over. And that’s when she ran into Blaine. “Oh shi’.” She quickly helped him pick the items up, sighing. “No no, it’s fine. My day has also been quite terrible, I understand.” She looked at the paper she was holding in her hand, realizing it was sheet music.
“Sheet music? Is there some sort of music class I don’ know about?” Of course, Rae had taken music as a filler class. Frankly, she almost had all the necessary credits needed to graduate. But still, she had to go through all the motions of American high school.
“I’m so sorry…I really should make i’ up to ya.” She frowned, handing him his papers and sighing, rubbing her temples. Perfect, Rae. As if you didn’ already ‘ave trouble stayin’ hidden, now you’ve gone and made a huge mess. Oh God, did I hi’ ‘im in his…oh god….I did. “Do you need ice or somethin’….?” She never was good at these situation. “I am so so sorry.” Her cheeks were turning red, especially as she realized people were staring.
Blaine smiled gratefully as she helped him gather up the papers thanks to the impact. Standing up felt worse but he was doing his Grade A best not to make her feel horrible by showing it. Totally an accident. Nothing to make her feel sorrier for. Damn it hurt though.
He adjusted the strap of his satchel covering up trying to shake off the pain by stretching out a ‘kink in his back’ and looked at the sheet music she was so fascinated by. Blaine’s eyebrows perked up at her interest. “Class? Sort of? It’s for the Glee Club. You’ve never heard of it?” You’re not at Dalton anymore, Blaine. Remember? They barely notice Glee Club exists here.
“You don’t..oh! You must be new here.” Like it wasn’t obvious by her accent and lack of knowledge about Glee Club and not for any other reason. Say, like, some of the student body treating them like lepers or their personal punching bags to make them feel better about themselves. Don’t judge. They were behind on members. Why point out the negative when he could leave it up to her to decide? Plus, he took a shot to the groin less than five minutes ago. Hard to hold anything against a guy trying to not stand there in tears until the pain stopped for a stranger’s, and his dignity’s, sake.
“No. No. You don’t have anything to make up for. It was an accident,” he tried to reassure her by changing the subject back to music. “Stop saying your sorry. We’re both having one of those days. But if you really want to make it up to me? How about you walk me to the choir room and let me show you what the sheet music’s for. If you love music? You’ll love this.”
New school, new country, new everything. Her mum got a new job, and here they were. Ohio, of all places. Is there even anything to do in Ohio? The boys probably aren’t even fit. She sighed as she lay in bed, hours away from her first day at McKinley.
Dear diary,
I think my life has been replaced by a horror film. I’m in butt fuck nowhere, adn I don’t know anyone. Tomorrow is going to be the worst day of me life. But I’ll suck it up for mum. As always.
Closing her diary, she went to sleep. Before she knew it, her alarm was going off and it was time for her new school. She dressed quickly, throwing on a pair of ripped up pants, her favorite Oasis shirt, and a flannel. Her favorite blue backpack was all ready to go, and lastly she threw on her green converse. Her stomach was so upset she couldn’t eat, and she rushed out the door. Thankfully, the school was within walking distance of their house. No way mum could embarrass her.
As she walked inside, she felt as if all eyes were on her. She took a deep breath, and walked quickly to her locker. As she went, she ran into something. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” She bent down to help them pick everything up.
Late. He was late. Today was a whole string of lates. First, his car wouldn’t start and made him miss his first class. By the time checked in and got to his locker? He missed the bell to his second class and had to go ask for a slip and dash back. A trip to apologize to his first period teacher? Late to his and Kurt’s lunch! His boyfriend tried to reassure him that it was okay but he felt guilty anyway.
Blaine was about ready to ask the universe for a start over button. Now, he was practically jogging towards Glee Club because for the first time today? Other than a lucky break at third period? He was going to be on time.
Or not.
Rounding a corner too fast nearly caused take someone out. He skittered to a stop at the last second and proceeded to lose the stacks of sheet music he was carrying and almost his bag. That would’ve been better. Instead, it hit him square in the groin on the backswing of his sudden halt. Blaine’s teeth clenched in pain as papers fluttered down.
“No! I did that,” he gasped in pain. “My fault! I got it.” Mind over matter! Will the ache away! She was already helping when he could focus on the stranger. “Thanks. I really appreciate this.” Blaine quickly bent over trying to ignore the throbbing. “Today’s been..wow. Not your fault. You just happened to be an innocent bystander of my really bad day.”
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