The 'incident' as it was later referred to was actually fairly mundane. It was just another event in the normal day and life of Blaine Anderson.

There was nothing to hint that it was anything more than a hiccup, at the very most. Certainly it was not all that remarkable, not something that one would think would lead to the set of events that it eventually set in motion. No, it was certainly nothing more than a mere exchange of words, not even a real conversation, that had resulted in a charming if bemused smile from Blaine Anderson and a dark blush a giggle from his admirer. Stupid Neon Trees.

1 week ago…..

Blaine could feel himself really starting to get into the music. If there was one thing Blaine loved it was performing. He fed off of the energy of those watching; let it soak in fueling his very being. This always happened when he sang or played music, he just found himself getting swept up in the art of it. And today was no exception...

A rather terrifying, if not somewhat confusing run-in with Coach Sue Sylvester (the cheerleading coach from his friend Kurt's former school, McKinley) had not only turned him off of coffee sweetener for life but also revealed that the upcoming Sectional's completion would have a 'sexy' component in its judging criteria. Following this impromptu meeting there had been an emergency Warbler's meeting.

The Warblers were dashing, they were elegant, they were old school charm…The Warblers did NOT do sexy. After a rather volatile meeting (with plenty of gavel rapping and yells of' ORDER, I will have order' from Wes) the Warblers had reached a decision…they would have to do sexy.

So it was through these smaller happenings that Blaine now found himself crooning the lyrics to Neon Tree's 'Animal' while suggestively maneuvering on a multi-level wooden platform (don't ask him where the hell Wes had located it) while his fellow Warblers initiated some sort of foam dance extravaganza. To anyone else this might qualify as a remarkable occurrence, but to Blaine Anderson it was just an ordinary day. The real event took place shortly after said 'sexy foam dance'.

The Warblers had decided that to test the validity of their sex appeal that they needed to perform the song in front of an audience. And really what better audience then their sister school, the Craweford Girls Academy to fit this role?

'The incident' occurred when the head girl (or what was known as the popular girl/Queen bee) somehow got it into her head that she was most certainly, and unquestionably in love with the Warblers' lead soloist….Mr. Blaine Anderson.

Now I can understand your confusion, why would having the most beautiful girl, in a school of remarkably attractive young ladies fall in love with you be a problem? Normally it wouldn't be. But unfortunately this wasn't quite the case, for while flattering (and despite the rumors that Rachel Berry had been circulating) Blaine Anderson was certain that he was 100% gay.

Now this was not the first time Blaine had found a member of the opposite sex attracted to him (once again please refer to the Rachel Berry incident of 2010) he was after all charming, debonair and very good looking. However in the past most of these young (and in one or two cases not so young) women would smile sadly, disappointed, but quickly come to terms with the fact that Blaine did not play for their team.

He had however never met Ashley. Ashley was a junior at Craweford, and she had never questioned her quick ascent to popularity, just as she had never questioned the fact that she was beautiful, smart and came from a wealthy family with connections. This was just how it was. What Ashley wanted, she got. And from the minute she saw the Warblers perform 'Animal', Ashley decided that she wanted Blaine Anderson.

When she sauntered over to him after the performance, she found that he was everything that she had hoped for and more. He was polite, but not so polite that he could not be corrupted…and those eyes. Yes, he was what she wanted. Sure there was the small fact that he thought he was gay, a small hurdle at most, Ashley had most assuredly dealt with worse. So when he had politely told her 'sorry don't play for your team' with his patented charming smile, it had only served to excite her more. She loved the chase.

Yes, looking back on things Blaine thinks that maybe he should have paid a little more attention to the petite blond in front of him. He wonders if he had, perhaps he would have registered the maniacal glint in her eyes. Maybe just maybe if he had registered that slightly crazed, predatory glint he would have been a little more forceful in his let down, perhaps this would have prevented the resulting set of events. Then again…maybe not.

So I have finished the next few chapters, just need to type them. Again please let me know what you think! good or bad ;)