A/N: Wow it has been a while hasn't it. Hello? Anyone still interested? Anyone still following? Anywho I've decided to write another chapter. If y'all are still out there and want more let me know. My inspiration for this story died out for a while, but it's coming back so let me know situations and such for these characters. Anyway, ENJOY! P.S. Reviews make me write more so leave one if you want more of my crappy fanfiction.

After a while people stopped caring. Times were changing, people didn't give a shit anymore. Gay wasn't a big deal anymore, neither was trans or whatever. People just got used to it. And that was great, amazing. Liberating even. But every now and again there would be a negative glance or comment and that could really hurt. Having to let go of your boyfriend's hand because you were fearful for your safety sucked. It mad Alastair mad. Mad at the people who judged him but also mad at himself that he let them.

"The night was ruined." Mason groaned.

"Don't say that!" Jane argued. "We still had loads of fun. It just didn't end as well as we'd hoped." Spencer stared at them.

"Are you serious? That really happened?" Jane nodded.

"It happens more often than you think. Let's face it America is still racist. And seeing a white guy and a black girl kiss, they don't always like it. I'm sure you've experienced something similar with Alastair."

"Similar to what?" Alastair asked as he walked into the choir room.

"Some weirdo harassed Mason and me the other day when we were out."

"That sucks. Assholes can really ruin date night can't they?" The room filled with laughter. Jane grinned at her friends.

"Yeah, they can."

So maybe the world wasn't fixed. Maybe people did care, but times were- no are changing. You can't do anything expect be unapologeticly you. And if people don't like that they can get over it. And sure the world sucks, but sometimes there are pockets. Little places where you don't have to worry. Where the worst thing that can happen when you kiss your boyfriend is that someone tells you to get a room and you all laugh. At McKinley High School the choir room will always be that place.

A/N: Honestly I don't know what this is, but it's content right? Better than nothing? I don't know. I've seen some reviews asking for smut of this couple do y'all still want that? Because if you do I might write it. We'll see. Anyway I love y'all, keep reading and reviewing!