"So listen, uh, there's no way the Glee club is gonna let you join permanently until you clean things up with Kurt, so"

Karofsky twitched at the mention of Kurt's name. His feelings towards the small boy weren't even clear to himself yet, and he hoped, if there was a God, that those same feelings weren't clear to anybody else, either. Dave found himself pondering his emotions while Finn, the MVP (what a joke), kept rambling on about Kurt.

…"we could go together to Dalton and apologize to him." Finn continued.

The mention of an apology suddenly woke Karofsky out of his trance. "Who said I wanted to join the Glee club permanently?" he said. But in reality, he wanted nothing more than to be in that club, with Kurt, of course, and to sing. The half-time show had been a place to release all of his feelings in song and dance, and now he wanted, he craved, to be a part of something like that again. The glee club seemed like the perfect escape. The perfect escape from all of his thoughts. The perfect escape from the skeptical looks of his best friend, Azimio, which Dave was becoming gradually more frightened about.

Dave continued to deny Finn's invitation to the glee club with reasons that had been mentioned so many times, the sound was like a broken record.

Finn eventually gave up and walked away, still not convinced that Karfosky didn't want to be a part of the club. Why not? He asked himself. Glee was great! Especially being able to see Quinn dance in those short dresses she wore. That was the nicest part. Rachel had to ruin the fun sometimes, though. Finn still wasn't sure if all of his feelings for her had left. Sure, she was an over-bearing control freak, but he had loved her all the same.

Dave stood at his locker, unknowingly watching Finn walk away. Kurofsky wished he could rewind that whole conversation, and leap at the offer to go to Dalton and apologize with Finn. Now he would have to do it himself, he supposed.

Dave would have procrastinated too, if he wasn't confronted by Santana Lopez. What the hell was she doing talking to me? He thought. All the glee kids hated him.

"Hey, David." Santana gave a sexy little smirk whilst drawing out his name like a snake. "It seems like you don't want to join the glee club. Too bad. I hear Kurt likes guys who can sing. Oh well." The Latina shrugged and sauntered off with such a sensual nature, that Karofksy found himself questioning his sexuality once again. This train of thought, however, quickly came to a close as Karofsky realized what Santana was implying. "Wait, Lopez!" Karofsky called after her, shutting his locker and running to catch up.

"Yes, David?" Santana asked without turning to face him.

"What do you know?" Karofsky decided that it would be best to avoid being too direct. Being vague was key.

"What ever do you mean?" Santana said, a smirk beginning to form at the corners of her full lips.

The fact that Santana was making him beg for it confirmed his suspicions. She knew. About his wanting to join the glee club, his love for Kurt, the kiss. Everything.