|Glee Backstory Fanfiction|
Left On The Bus
Thurston High School is a school in Lima, Ohio in the same school district as William McKinley High School. In fall 2009, a student named Blaine Anderson stepped through the doors of the school not knowing what to expect. He had been to middle school which seemed like a breeze, but he had heard scary things about high school. Nonetheless, he felt like he should stay positive because you never know, it may surprise him. He gets his schedule:
2) US History
5) Study Hall
6) Varsity Football
7) Glee club
Blaine loves football. However, he also likes to look at the attractive guys he plays it with. He has heard bad things about gay people yet feared that he was one of them. He decided to stay in the closet and not tell anyone. He made a ton of friends at school and was very popular. He soon became good school friends with a sophomore football player named Nick, and best friends with a fellow freshman named Chandler. He did not hang out with Nick very much outside of school, but he and Chandler became very close. Throughout the course of the first semester, things seemed to go very smoothly. However, one day 2 weeks before show choir Sectionals, Chandler came to school and seemed very upset about something. Blaine saw him walking by himself crying. He couldn't figure out what exactly could make Chandler, who was usually a very happy and lively-spirited boy, seem so down in the dumps.
Blaine: Chandler, what's wrong?
Chandler: Oh, nothing
Blaine: Chandler, we're best friends. You can tell me anything.
Chandler: I'm not sure if I should. You might judge me.
Blaine: What? Chandler, I could never judge you, no matter what.
Chandler: You promise?
Blaine: (with a smile) Of course.
Chandler: And you have to promise not to tell anyone either.
Blaine: Don't worry, I won't. Your secret's safe with me.
Chandler: Blaine (he said closing his eyes tight) I'm gay.
Blaine's froze in shock. He had always liked Chandler not only as just a friend, but he had some feelings for him as well. Blaine didn't really know how to act reassuringly without coming out as well.
Blaine: Is that all?
Chandler: Yeah. What were you expecting? A mass murder?
Blaine: (chuckles and speaks in a joking tone) Yes, actually. Something like that. Come on, let's get to class before we're late.
They walked together. Never in his life had Blaine felt so happy than to be friends with another person that was gay. Blaine wanted to come out to Chandler as well, but he didn't because he thought that Nick would disown him as a friend for being gay, let alone befriend a guy who was gay. Blaine went through the entire day thinking about what to say to Chandler. They had almost every class together, except football which was Blaine's sport. Chandler was in soccer, which was at the same time, and they would always walk together to Glee rehearsal after they got dressed. They were in the same locker room and had lockers right next to each other, so they still got to see each other every day. However, Chandler was missing from the locker room after practice for some odd reason. He was also missing from Glee rehearsal. Blaine wondered if Chandler had gone home sick or something. After Glee, Blaine walked to the bus alone as well. They lived in different neighborhoods but still rode the same bus and sat together. He walked past the boys bathroom, where Chandler suddenly popped out of right behind Blaine.
Chandler: Hey Blaine, wait up!
Blaine: Where were you? I didn't see you in the locker room and you missed Glee rehearsal. Sectionals is in 2 weeks.
Chandler: Oh, it's fine. Those burritos at lunch really did a number on me, if you know what I mean. (pretending to chuckle)
Blaine was not stupid. He knew something was up.
Blaine: Chandler, seriously. You've been quiet in all of our classes today. Usually teachers can't get you to shut up. (Blaine noticed some red marks on Chandler's left jacket sleeve) Is that blood?
Chandler: It's nothing.
Blaine: Chandler, it's not "nothing"! Were you cutting yourself?
'Chandler: Of course not!
Blaine: Let me see your arm. (Blaine pulled Chandler to a corner where no one was looking and examined Chandler's wrist. He had indeed been cutting himself in the bathroom.) Chandler, why are you doing this?
Chandler: (sobbing and yelling) I have no reason to live anymore!
Blaine: Don't say that, it's not true.
Chandler: Yes it is! Don't even start! (in a lower, more depressing tone) At soccer practice, the captain called me a fag because he caught me looking at a guy's butt. Then the whole team started making fun of me. I ran to the bathroom in the middle of practice to escape them. Then I saw the broken mirror and I picked up a piece of it and tried to just bleed it all out. I need to face it: being gay is wrong. If can't be straight and go to heaven, I may as well go to hell. It can't be much worse than what I'm living right now.
Chandler walked off. Blaine followed. Unfortunately, Chandler got lost in the crowd. Blaine assumed that he had made it to the bus, but he was wrong.