Here we come, walkin' Down the street.
We get the funniest looks from Ev'ry one we meet.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.

We go wherever we want to, do what we like to do
We don't have time to get restless, There's always something new.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.

We're just tryin' to be friendly,
Come and watch us sing and play,
We're the young generation,
And we've got something to say.

Any time, Or anywhere,
Just look over your shoulder
Guess who'll be standing there

Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.

Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.

We're just tryin' to be friendly,
Come and watch us sing and play,
We're the young generation,
And we've got something to say.

Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees

The Warblers finished the first 'Monkee' song from the week with giant smiles on their faces. But as Blaine looked around, he saw one person who didn't seem so into it.

Kurt. Oh Kurt.

Sometimes the truth sucks. But it's still the truth right? He truly didn't like Kurt that way... honesty is the best policy and all that. But why was there a voice telling Blaine he was wrong? That he needed to make it right.

He shook of his thoughts and strolled over to Kurt. "Hey Kurt," he said, as if everything was normal between the two. Kurt shot him a look and said nothing. "Okay... um, did you enjoy the song?" Blaine asked.

"Sure." Replied Kurt sullenly. Blaine felt incredibly uncomfortable and he wasn't meant to feel uncomfortable around Kurt, it wasn't right and it didn't feel right.

"Come on Kurt!" he said frustrated "we're best friends, you can tell me anything."

"I just don't feel like I can anymore." Kurt whispered.

"Wait why not? Because if this is about your little crush," Kurt flinched at his tone "I'm over it. Quite flattered really."

"You don't sound too flattered." Kurt mumbled under his breath. He raised his voice "It's just, I don't think I can look at you and just spill my deepest secrets anymore. I just see regret. For telling you."

Blaine softened immediately "you shouldn't regret it Kurt. You were just telling the truth. It's something you should never be afraid to say."

Kurt shared a small smile with him then asked "I'm just gonna go back to my dormroom. Can you tell Wes?"

"Yeah sure." Blaine said then moved off the direction of Wes.

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Kurt woke in the morning to loud banging on his door. He looked over to his clock and saw that it was only 3 o'clock in the morning.

"SHUT UP OR I WILL COME OUT THERE WITH MY 10 INCH GAGA HEELS AND THROTTLE YOU WITH THEM!" Kurt screeched to the nameless person(s) outside his door. But he had a pretty good idea who it was. Snickers came from the other side of the door.

"Oh you think I'm joking..." Kurt mumbled to himself. He got out of bed and stalked to the door, throwing it open.

"You'd better have a pre-" he was cut off before he was finished, as he was yanked out forcefully and pulled down the corridor by none other than... WES AND DAVID! (Didn't see that one coming...)

They yanked him down the hall in the direction of the... choir room? "Sorry about this Kurt," said a breathless David "but you and Blaine need to sort your stuff out and the choir room is the only door that locks..."

They arrived at their destination and Kurt was thrown into the room bodily. He didn't notice the other figure in the room stare at him as he turned and bashed him arm against the door. "YOU LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW" Kurt screamed.

"Nope... we are letting you guys have an hour or two in there to sort out your differences..." an hour or two that sucks it li- wait! 'You guys'? He turned and saw Blaine standing there arms crossed staring intently at his face.

"Oh, not you!" Kurt exclaimed "this day just keeps getting better and better." He grumbled to himself sarcastically. Blaine looked quite hurt by this comment.

"Aw come on, Kurt. You're acting like a... like a psychopathic ex-boyfriend or something." Blaine said, trying to sum up Kurt's actions.

"Excuse me?" asked Kurt.

"Well, you're like all 'I like you'" he said, in a poor imitation of Kurt's high pitched voice "then 'If you don't like me too I'll not talk to you' then all 'I hate your face'... it's just fucking confusing!"

He took Kurt's hurt expression in and became passive "um...yeah." he mumbled as guilt coursed through him.

"Did you just make fun of my voice?" Kurt said quietly.

"What?" Blaine asked, mind flailing uselessly to catch the strain of conversation.

"No, you did!" Kurt was becoming angry now "you know how sensitive I am about my voice Blaine."

"Hold up." Said Blaine "Is that all you got from my little rant? Oh my god!" he ran his hand up his face "no. You see, what you were meant to get from that was 'I don't like you in that way and I never will' because... just... ugh!"

Kurt was back to dejected "why, Blaine? That is all I want to know. What is it about me that make you think 'not going there'?"

"Um... I'm not really sure" Blaine mumbled "well this sounds mean but... you're a lot like a girl and I feel almost as if I might as well just go out with a girl than you." He finished "Wait! Shit! Did I just say that out loud?"

Kurt nodded dumbly, then proceeded to burst into tears. 'Oh, crap' Blaine thought. He thought that Kurt would get angry not cry.

"Kurt I'm sorry but um... yeah, nothing I can say would really make this better." He walked over to Kurt and threw his arms around him. "I'm really sorry Kurtie. It just wouldn't work out. We're... different."

Kurt held on tighter, as if this was his last moment on earth. Right then the door opened again. "Okay, guys we were joking, we aren't going to leave... it worked?" This was Wes.

Kurt shook his head, uncurled himself from Blaine and ran the confused boy at the door. Wes turned to Blaine "but... you... you were hugging?" he asked dumbly.

Blaine just gave Wes The Look and said "I think I've really stuffed up this time man."