Blaine was late.
He was never late. Blaine specifically wore a watch to make sure he was on time to everything. Kurt couldn't believe it.
Blaine was the only one missing (well besides Sam, but he's never on time to class). Suddenly Sam walks in, and Mercedes smiles at him.
Kurt was embarrassed, though he shouldn't be. Blaine broke up with him yesterday, though he didn't give a reason why. Kurt was so depressed he almost didn't go to school today, but he did. Kurt shouldn't be embarrassed. He wasn't Blaine. He was on time. Blaine didn't matter. Kurt did.
"Well, I don't know where Blaine is, but I'm going to begin class," says Mr. Schue. "Hola! Me llamo Señor Schuester. Como se llama?"
Suddenly Blaine bursts through the door, looking like a mess. His eyes are red, nose running, and his usually perfectly gelled hair was gel-free. Blaine sits down at the only available desk.
"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Schue."
"It's okay this one time, just don't make it a habit!"
Suddenly Kurt stands up awkwardly. Blaine didn't realize he was sitting next to him. Kurt quickly sits down, embarrassed. "Great!" he thought. "Blaine made me feel embarrassed again."
Blaine was late every day of the week, and finally on Friday, Sam realized something was up. (It took him a couple of days to realize)
"Hey Blaine! You okay? You seem to be having a rough week."
"I'm fine," responds Blaine quickly.
"No you aren't." says Sam. He knows Blaine's feelings to well.
Blaine starts, "What do you want? We broke up a year ago at Dalton. Just because Kurt and I broke up doesn't mean I'm single."
"Yes it does." responds Sam. "But, no that's not it. I wanted to invite you to my cottage. It's on a lake and we have an awesome Waverunner. I could pick you up tomorrow morning."
"That would be great," says Blaine, feeling relieved but also disappointed. Sam didn't like Blaine anymore. No, he was dating Mercedes.
Blaine and Sam walked out of the classroom together, chatting, unaware that Kurt was listening to their whole conversation, and man was he jealous.