In summery, I had one of the worst days EVER! It was just bad. It started with Finn getting upset at Rachel about something, and than she started crying and things just went south from there. Finn came over from NYU and starting yelling at her than Puck showed up and started yelling at Quinn (Who has been occupying our spare room for the past few months) and than Mike got a call or something and he showed up with Tina and they started calling people racist and it was just bad. Then I did something, (I still am quite confused about that) and everyone was yelling at me. I was accused of adultery. I cant see how that is possible considering, IM NOT DATING ANYONE! So I said how can I cheat when I'm single? And then Sam showed up and started yelling at me for taking Quinn away from him. I accused him of being drunk and delusional. (He was,) and than he bitch slapped me! So I punched him right in the face. Than Finn stopped yelling and looked at me like a dear in the headlights. Than Quinn attacked me! She was screaming at me and in turn she woke up our OTHER room mate. Santana. She came out and started screaming in Spanish and than I was angry so I started yelling at everyone in French. Than I took my keys and slammed the door shut and went out to my car. Gosh the drama did not stop in high school.

I decided against taking my car. I just wanted to walk around for a bit. I didn't know where I was going but I lost track in all of my thought and ended up in a crowded parking lot walking between a motorcycle and a two jeep with wheels that almost went up to my waist. That is odd. Who has a jeep here? Let alone with mountain driving gear on it! Some people are just crazy. I walked up to a extremely noisy café and got a medium drip and went to sit in the vary back. I was thinking about turning to leave because of the noise levels but then vary faintly in the background I heard the most amazing voice I had ever heard before. Ever. I turned to find the person the voice belonged to, and saw a dimly lit stage with few people sitting at the tables in front of it. I walked up and sat at one of the tables and looked more at the singer. He was breathtaking. He had black curls that sat on his head and he was wearing black jeans that were form fitted and a dark gray V-neck that showed his collarbone and had me almost drooling. His neck looked utterly kissable. I shivered at the thought and continued my eye tour. His skin was a dark tan and looked smooth. His lips were moving to form words and looked chapped but still smooth and want able. Than I saw his eyes. Hey were honey and amazing. They had green in the center and they looked full of comfort and they looked safe. I was brought out of my trance by a table close by laughing rather loudly. I found it to be quite rude. Now that I thought about it, they were only a few people listening to this magnificent man singing. They were all talking like he was just singing on a CD through the speaker overhead. But he wasn't- he was there and no one was paying attention. It almost pissed me off. The man got up and pulled over a key bored. I noticed he did not thank the audience, or say was song he was about to sing, he just did. He knew it would be pointless. He played a few keys and started singing again,

I gotta take a little time,

A little time to think things over,

He voice was stunning and beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

Now this mountain I must climb,

Feels like a world upon my shoulders,

You could tell by watching him he was made for performing. He had that air to him,

In my life there's been heartache and pain,

I don't know if I can face it again,

His voice got stronger and he snag with emotion,

Cant stop now, I've traveled so far,

To change this lonely life,

When he sang that, my heart broke into forty million bits.

I wanna know what love is!

I want you to show me!

I wanna feel what love is!

I know you can show me!

The café chatted away but I was lost in his words, his voice, and his music. Someone pulled the chair up on the other side of the table and I looked over at the person and saw a girl with black curlish hair and blue eyes. She had a beauty mark almost right where Marlin Morrows was but just a tad bit closer to her nose and mouth. She looked really pretty. She most likely had guys knocking down her door. She smiled at me,

"Is this seat taken?" She asked pointing to the unoccupied chair. I nodded no and turned back to the man singing.

"Captivating isn't he?" She asked looking at him with a smile on her lips. Grate this is his girlfriend and I have been practically eye-fucking him this whole time. I nodded my head yes.

"It's a shame how most people cant shut up and listen to him more often. He is really good." I nodded my head yes again.

"When he is finished after this song, do you want to come with us to get some coffee elsewhere more calm?" She seemed happy, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. I nodded that I would like to do that.

"I hope you talk more than this," She winked at me and I just kind of turned my head back to the man.

He finished the song and the girl ran up to him and hugged him and pointed and me then he smiled and she pushed him over to where I was sitting. She stuck her hand out and said,

"Hi my name is Kathryn, but you can call me Kat! Mr. Dreamy voice over here is Blaine." I shook her hand and then stuck mine out to Blaine's and said,

"I'm Kurt," He reached out and when out fingers touched it felt like electricity shot up my spin and I took in more air. Blaine looked me in the eye and I felt this pull that told me 'don't let go'

"Blaine give him his hand back!" Blaine blushed and pulled his hand back. I was sad to lose the warmth in my hand. Kat jumped up and down,

"Well I'm going to sing and than we will go get coffee okay?" She asked looking at Blaine and than me,

"I thought you said Blaine was last?" I looked at her puzzled.

"I did? Oh well I forgot I have to sing too! But you can keep Blaine here company! Got to go sing now! Later!" And just like that she was gone and went up on stage about to sing. I looked over at Blaine and he sat down were Kat was sitting before.

"Sorry she is kind of a little overwhelming… She always has been ever since we were kids," Blaine rolled his honey eyes.

"You guys have been together that long?" I asked in shock. But Blaine started laughing and then I blushed and he took notice,

"Sorry, no she is my sister. Don't worry your not the first to ask. But even if we weren't Brother and sister, she isn't my type. She is way to jumpy and wild and crazy and a woman." He shivered on that last one. Oh. He's gay. I just nodded my head in response.

"So Kurt, where do you hail from?" Blaine asked with a smile. I laughed.

"Where do I hail from? Did you really just ask me that? I didn't realize he were in a Jane Austen novel." Blaine was laughing too,

"Oh I didn't know we cant use old words from the 1800's at this table!" Blaine said faking a hurt expression.

"No but you can at that table." I said pointing to another table. Blaine stood up and offered me his hand.

"Well would you do the honor of accompanying me to the fair table over yearn?" He said speaking in a British accent. I took his hand,

"The pleasure would be mine!" As we moved over to the new table and sat down we burst into small giggles.

"You do realize we just moved over to this table under the understanding that we could use words from the 1800's?" I said breaking though the giggles.

"Wow, I feel my age!" We started laughing again when a man with a stern voice set in,

"Hey if we wanted to see a bunch of homos making out we would head over to a Theater or some shit!" There were around of hollers that came from around the room. I sighed inwardly. I guess wither your in New York or Ohio you still get shit from assholes. I was shocked when Blaine grabbed my hand and stood up taking me with him, when I stood up he wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Well I guess my boyfriend and I will have to go make out elsewhere. I would right now, but I'm not at all turned on by your face. Or your body. And stop trying to talk so low. I can tell you make an effort." I knew what he was playing and cut in,

"And who ever told you your outfit was attractive in ANY way, lied." Than a girl stood up dressed even worse than the man and yelled that she dressed him. Wow he's dependent. I made it obvious that I was looking at her outfit,

"Well that explains a lot." She was about to yell at us but Blaine started walking us over to the door and we were almost out then I turned around and winked and blew a kiss at them. As we got out of the building and to the back of the parking lot I started laughing and then Blaine moved his arm and I felt a tinge of sadness but ignored it.

"I'm sorry if I sorta overstepped when I did that…" Blaine scratched the back of his neck and looked at his feet.

"Are you kidding? That was awesome! Did you see there faces!" He looked up at me seeming relived almost.

"Do you want to go get coffee now? I'm sure Kat will be sleepy and will want to go home, that is if you don't mind just going with me?" He asked seeming a little concerned. Why would I not what to ride in the same car as this beautiful man?

"Why would I not what to ride with you?" I asked him the cut version. He pointed to the motorcycle,

"Well that's my ride, so if you don't mind being to close to me…" He asked trailing off. The idea gave my stomach butterflies.

"I don't mind." I said maybe a little to quickly. But his smile just got bigger.

"Cool. Just let me send a text to Kat so she knows were we went." He pulled out his phone and sent her a text and got on the bike. He nodded to the back of it and smiled, I got up and swung my leg around and sat down.

"Have you ever ridden a motorcycle before?" He asked raising an eyebrow. I shook my head no and he laughed.

"Well just hold on tight and if you get to freaked Kat can drive you if you'd like." I nodded and realized I would have to hold on to him. I smiled and wrapped my arms around him but not super tight just to say I was ready. He kick started the bike and it roared to life. He started off slow until he got to more open roads and started going faster. I tightened my grip and closed my eyes. The wind felt amazing threw my hair. I rested my head on his shoulder and let my torso mold to the shape of his back.

Wow, I thought, this day might have started bad, but what a good ending. And its still not over completely yet. My smile as well as my grip grew.