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Blaine laughed quietly.

“She’s not actually a hippie teacher; I was just messing with you. Although, she does have some hippie tendencies. The good ones. At least in my opinion. My dad always complains about her.”

He smiled at his aunt and waved before taking his textbook out of his messenger bag. 

The bell rang and Quinn winced. She hated that sound. So much. She turned her attention to the front of the room and the woman dressed a little like a hippie, Quinn had to concede.

A low murmur persisted as half the class ignored the bell.

“Hello, class,” Miss - or Mrs? Was she married? - Crenner - Blaine’s aunt - oh crap, now she couldn’t even decide what to call her - said. “Welcome back to school. I hope this school year will be a good one for all of us.”

Blaine watched Quinn’s subtle reactions as she listened to the explanation of the class’s “introduction assignment.” He chuckled as he watched her face change from irritated to mildly confused and finally, to amused. He pulled out his sketchbook and started to quickly sketch Quinn’s profile while she looked marginally happy. He had admired her beauty ever since he met her at Rachel’s party and he was not about to miss an opportunity to draw one of her while she was half-smiling rather than looking bored or frustrated. He just hoped that she didn’t turn around before he finished the rough outline. 

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Quinn muttered a thanks as she stepped into the classroom before asking over her shoulder, “Wait, so you’ve had Crenner before?” She chose the first lab table she came to and dropped her bag on the floor unceremoniously.

Blaine smiled mischievously at Quinn as he sat down on his lab stool and put his bag on the table.

“She’s my aunt.” 

Quinn felt her jaw go slack with surprise. She cleared her throat as she realized she was staring at Blaine and she slid into the nearest chair.

“So your aunt’s a hippie teacher. That’s cool,” she said, not exactly sure how to respond to this new information. Other students had begun to file in as well.

Blaine laughed quietly.

“She’s not actually a hippie teacher; I was just messing with you. Although, she does have some hippie tendencies. The good ones. At least in my opinion. My dad always complains about her.”

He smiled at his aunt and waved before taking his textbook out of his messenger bag. 

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Blaine laughed at her pensive expression and kept smiling brightly at her.

“I can see you judging her already. Don’t worry. She’s a great teacher. Taught me everything I know.” Blaine said as he opened the classroom door for Quinn.

Quinn muttered a thanks as she stepped into the classroom before asking over her shoulder, “Wait, so you’ve had Crenner before?” She chose the first lab table she came to and dropped her bag on the floor unceremoniously.

Blaine smiled mischievously at Quinn as he sat down on his lab stool and put his bag on the table.

“She’s my aunt.” 

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Blaine adjusted the strap of his messenger bag as he jogged to catch up with Quinn. He bumped her shoulder playfully and smiled down at her.

“Oh come on, don’t be that way. I heard that this class is actually really fun. Apparently the teacher is a bit of a hippy and we usually have class outside unless we’re doing a lab that requires some specials tools. Not only that, but we’ll be in class together! Hey is it okay if I claim you as my lab partner right now?” Blaine was practically jumping for joy at the prospect of having such a wonderful class with someone like Quinn around. She really needed someone to cheer her up and he had been told plenty of times that he was good at putting a smile on someone’s face.

“Yeah, sure,” Quinn answered noncommittally as she repressed an eyeroll. He was right, though. At least she knew she had a friend in class, even if said friend was a morning person.

Quinn thought Blaine seemed incredibly excited about this class and wondered if he’d been dropped as a baby or something… class was class - more specifically, science was science - and it didn’t really matter where it took place. And what kind of competent teacher taught outside?

Blaine laughed at her pensive expression and kept smiling brightly at her.

“I can see you judging her already. Don’t worry. She’s a great teacher. Taught me everything I know.” Blaine said as he opened the classroom door for Quinn.

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“Oh, I doubt it,” she answered, sparing no more than a glance in Blaine’s direction. “Considering I have no clue what you just said.”

His bright mood was putting her off even more. It frustrated her. What the hell did he have to be so happy about and could he maybe let her in on the secret? She was stuck in this boring institution with no jobs, no goals, no fun, no purpose, this teenage no-man’s-land. And she had to get up early on top of it all. Where the hell was the silver lining in that?

She turned and began walking to class without another word. She assumed he’d follow, knowing they had the same class, but didn’t feel like inviting him - she didn’t intend on continuing the conversation or starting a new one. She was fine with the silence.

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“Of course,” Quinn smiled at Blaine. He fidgeted a bit with his jacket before clearing his throat.

“I was actually considering transferring next year so I sort of came to hang out with you guys and ask questions…you know, stuff like that.”

“That’s awesome, dude,” Finn said and slapped Blaine on the back.

“I think you should. Kurt will finally stop moping,” she smiled and bumped Kurt’s shoulder with her own. Blaine laughed.

“Well, it’s definitely a possibility. And if I do decide to transfer I’ll join Glee Club, of course. That will be very interesting, to say the least.” Blaine smiled again, hoping that they didn’t mind his suggestion. Quinn cocked her head and gave him a mischievous look.

“If you join Glee club next year then we are going to kick ass at Nationals, no matter how many times Finn decides to kiss Rachel on stage.” Finn blushed and Rachel popped up out of nowhere.

“What about me on stage?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Quinn smirked. Blaine laughed and Kurt discretely elbowed him in the ribs. He faked a cough then greeted Rachel warmly. They joined Sam and Mercedes who had just come into the back yard and began chatting about summer plans. Blaine smiled at Quinn when Rachel suggested that they all practice during the summer for Nationals next year.

Quinn caught Blaine smiling and remembered Finn smiling like that in their freshman year… but no, he was gay. He was with Kurt. That smile had to mean something else… even if it looked extremely similar.

She turned to Rachel, trying to put thoughts of the smile - which she was reading far too much into - aside. “That sounds great. Actually, just hanging out sounds good. And being us, we’d probably just burst into song anyway.” Quinn gave a small chuckle and a few of her friends joined her.

She didn’t feel like she fit in with Glee club much anymore, but she knew she fit in here, with these people, far more than she ever could anywhere else. She looked over Rachel’s shoulder and saw Mr. Schue moving toward them.

Blaine had felt…something when he and Quinn were smiling at each other, but he didn’t know exactly what that had been. He just shrugged it off as Quinn turned to talk to Rachel. He felt Kurt nudge at his shoulder and smiled at him. 

“What are you thinking?” Kurt asked as he moved to face him. Blaine paused for a moment and considered how to answer him.

“I’m thinking that the possibility of me transferring to McKinley is increasing significantly.”

“They’re great, aren’t they? I mean, they all have their faults and annoy the hell out of me sometimes, but they’ve grown on me so much. Do you like them?”

“Yeah, I do.” Blaine glanced at Quinn and smiled a bit as he caught her laughing with Rachel. Kurt turned to see what he was looking at and sighed.

“It’s great to see her here - actually interacting with us. She seems to finally be opening up a bit.” Blaine furrowed his brow at Kurt’s statement. Kurt gave him a quick smile and continued -

“Quinn’s gone through a lot and I completely understand because I would have closed off too if you hadn’t been there for me. She’s probably the most complicated person in Glee club. She’s also one of the strongest. I admire her, even though her mood swings do irritate me even more than Rachel’s loud enthusiasm.”

“So she’s a bit of an enigma, is she?”

“I guess.” Kurt smoothed his hand over Blaine’s chest and tugged at the collar of his shirt.

“Your summer wardrobe is fabulous, by the way. Come on, let’s join the group.” Blaine let Kurt take his hand and tug him forward. He looked at Quinn and noticed the far away look in her eyes. He decided then to befriend her, or at least learn more about her.

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Quinn and Rachel stepped up to the door, both carrying bowls of fruit. Quinn smiled at Rachel as they waited. Having decided to try and heal her damaged relationships, Quinn had thought Rachel a good place to start.

A chipper Ms. Pillsbury opened the door. “Come out back, girls, we’re just getting started. Will’s still trying to light the grill.”

The girls followed the redhead to the backyard and placed their dishes on a large picnic table. Quinn followed Rachel - throwing a “Hey, Mr. Schue” to their teacher as they passed - as she bounded up to Kurt, who was standing with Finn and Blaine.

“Hey, Blaine. I didn’t know you’d be here,” Quinn said, offering the Dalton student a smile.

“I think he’s as part of this group as anyone,” Kurt spoke up.

“Of course,” Quinn smiled at Blaine. He fidgeted a bit with his jacket before clearing his throat.

“I was actually considering transferring next year so I sort of came to hang out with you guys and ask questions…you know, stuff like that.”

“That’s awesome, dude,” Finn said and slapped Blaine on the back.

“I think you should. Kurt will finally stop moping,” she smiled and bumped Kurt’s shoulder with her own. Blaine laughed.

“Well, it’s definitely a possibility. And if I do decide to transfer I’ll join Glee Club, of course. That will be very interesting, to say the least.” Blaine smiled again, hoping that they didn’t mind his suggestion. Quinn cocked her head and gave him a mischievous look.

“If you join Glee club next year then we are going to kick ass at Nationals, no matter how many times Finn decides to kiss Rachel on stage.” Finn blushed and Rachel popped up out of nowhere.

“What about me on stage?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Quinn smirked. Blaine laughed and Kurt discretely elbowed him in the ribs. He faked a cough then greeted Rachel warmly. They joined Sam and Mercedes who had just come into the back yard and began chatting about summer plans. Blaine smiled at Quinn when Rachel suggested that they all practice during the summer for Nationals next year.