Almost 100 views! Eeek! Although only two followers...oh dear...thats not good...oh well...for my two faithful and totally awesome followers, here is chapter three. Blaine singing is in italics and also, you may have noticed but there is no break in change of scene. Thats because I never realised that asterisk don't seem to work on ... so I'm not using them, so hopefully it shouldn't seem too jumpy! Xx ALSO I am British so I apologize if there is any spelling or phrases that aren't American...I am trying to write in an American voice but...well...you know. Things happen!

So far, the learning experience at Dalton had been fine. Well, better than fine. Amazing. It made the whole changing gender thing totally worth it. I don't want to bore you with the school details apart from that my classmates were cool, as were my teachers.

A few days after performing heartbeat I was driving home with Blaine. He was going to see his grandma or something which meant that he was going my way so I offered him a ride. At first it was idle chit chat and pleasantries, and then the conversation died a little. Blaine leaned over and turned the radio on and I scowled at the music coming out.

"What? Don't like this song?" he asked.

"No, well yes, but I mean...I'm not a very top 40s kind of girl," I said. Then I nearly swore. "Well," I said, nervously laughing, "the only type of girl I am is a guy. Hahaha."

I bit my lip. I really needed to think before I spoke.

Blaine didn't seem fazed. "Well, what kind of...girl...are you then?" he said laughing.

"Erm, I like the whole alternative scene. Sort of rocky and pop punky. A mixture really. From Paramore to My Chemical Romance to Red Hot Chilli Peppers. That sort of thing."

Blaine seemed thoughtful. He turned the radio off and turned to me.

"So, David is having a party tomorrow, Saturday, at his house. Wanna come along?"

"Is it his birthday or...?"

"Nope, just his parents going away."

"I dunno..."

"Oh go on Sam, it'll be fun. And a nice way to relax from all this school and glee work."

"...will I get to see drunk Blaine?" I asked teasingly. He grinned.

"Probably," he said.

I whooped. "Then I am so there. But I don't know where he lives."

"That's cool, I'll pick you up...but I don't have a car."

I laughed. "I'll pick you up, and you can direct us there...next left?" Blaine indicated which way to turn as I didn't know where his grandparents lived.

I started thinking of going to a party with Blaine and what superhot outfit I would wear...until I remembered I would have to dress as a guy...and then I remembered that I didn't have any boy outfits apart from my school uniform.

"So what you doing tonight?" Blaine asked.

"Going to the mall. I need clothes for this party!"

"Cool. I would join you but...grandparents."

"No, yeah that's fine."

"Oh wait, that's the house there," said Blaine, pointing to the house. I killed the engine.

"Well, see you tomorrow Sam. You know where I live right?"

"Yeah dude, I gave you a lift back from Lima Bean, remember?"

Blaine smiled adorably, "Oh yeah. Cool, bye." He unbuckled his seatbelt and hopped out of my truck. I watched him walk towards the house and wanted so badly to run out and slap his bum. It was...perfect.

"Well, he is gay," I said out loud. I laughed. "How rude I am."

I started to engine and started to pull away. Blaine turned around and waved.

On my way back home I started thinking about how adorkable he was...and yet so hot.

Dammit.

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Being a girl, I had an advantage in knowing what makes a guy look super attractive. I just hoped that I didn't look...silly. I mean I had no idea what was looked cool in boys' world, only immensely hot.

I had selected black faded-to-grey skinny jeans, a button down white tee (with the top button undone, obviously. I would have more undone but my cleavage might've shown) and a leather jacket. I brought Sarah round to make sure I looked like a guy.

"Shit Sarah, these jeans are tight. I have no bulge!"

Sarah started laughing. "Crap Sammy, you have no dick."

"What am I going to do?" I panicked.

"You could stuff? I think guys do it with socks." She grabbed some of my socks and rolled them up, handing them to me. I stuffed them down my pants.

"Still looks a bit too soft and squidgy. I think it helps that they actually have something solid down there."

There was a silence until we both burst out laughing.

"That was not what I meant!" I said, choking.

"What about a cucumber?" Sarah suggested.

"A cucumber?"

"A cucumber."

I raised an eyebrow. "That's just wrong."

"No, I'm serious. It's about right the same shape, and you can cut it down to the right size. There's nothing better...unless you have a dildo?"

"Noooooooo," I groaned. I sighed then went to the kitchen to get a cucumber and a knife. Back in the bedroom we cut the cucumber into a better...size and put it down my underpants, wrapped in the socks.

I turned around to show Sarah.

"How does my penis look?" I asked.

"Fantastic."

I did a little twirl and then looked in the mirror.

"Fuck it looks huge!" I said.

"That's good though?"

"No, it looks like I stuffed!"

"No it doesn't..."

"Sarah, I look like a giant who has taken about five litres of Viagra!"

Sarah snorted. "No, it looks fine, seriously."

I bit my lip, "you think?"

"I know. You look like you have a good size package, but it looks natural."

I laughed. "Okay, I'll trust you on this one. Hey, do you want to come along to the party?"

"No...I may get drunk and blurt out that you're actually a girl. You know how bad I get when I'm drunk."

I frowned, "True. You sure?"

"Yeah, and anyway, parties aren't really my thing...and neither are they yours if I remember. I am so confused, are you making a move on Blaine or not?"

"Not. But who says I can't find him hot?"

Sarah gave me a high five. "True that," she said.

I grabbed some hair gel and styled my hair into a sort of messy bed head look.

"Ooft, you look like sex."

"What?" I laughed. I should mention, Sarah was born and bred in some place in England. She comes out the most random of English phrases sometimes.

"You look smoking."

I winked, "tell me about it stud."

I put on a little bit more bronzer than normal and a tiny hint of eyeliner, and some brown mascara. It WAS a party.

"Ok, I think I'm ready," I said, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"Go get 'em Tiger," said Sarah, smacking my ass. She walked with me to the front door and then she walked home. I hopped in my truck and drove to Blaine's. I honked the horn and he ran out and jumped in.

"Hey Sam, you wanna go down the end of the street and turn right."

I nodded and followed his directions. We talked about the party on the way there. Finally we made it. We could hear the music as we got out the car. I picked up the crate of alcohol I had and started walking.

"Wait Sam, what's that?"

"...booze? It's a party party, right?"

"Yeah, but how did you get it?"

"My friend's older brother got it for me. Why, do you want some? I have way too much."

"Well I didn't manage to get any..." he began. I silenced him by handing him a bottle of Jack Daniels and a six pack of fosters.

"Woah, Sam, this is a lot, you won't have any yourself!"

"Nah, I have another Jack Daniels in here, some Guinness, Cactus Jack and Smirnoff. I'm fine."

"Big party ahead for you then?"

I winked, "You know it." Then I wish I didn't.

STOP FLIRTING! I shouted at myself in my head.

Blaine looked me up and down and was about to say something when his eyes looked at my crotch and his eyes popped a little. Shit, it did look fake. He looked up at me and blushed a little. "Er, yeah, cool outfit Sam. Very...rock 'n' roll."

I grinned, "Thanks, you too Blaine." He was wearing a light blue sweatshirt and chinos. The blue color looked good on him.

We walked inside to the party within.

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A few hours later and everyone was pretty drunk. Blaine was running around with a huge smile on his face, really getting into the dancing and randomly coming up to people, swinging an arm around them and saying ridiculously cute things. He ran up to me at some point, put an arm around my neck and said, pointing clumsily at my chest, "Sam, you are a really, really cool guy. Like...soo cool. You know? Cool? Cool! BEST PARTY EVER WOOO!" and then he ran off.

I turned to the girl I had been talking to. Her name was Ruby and she went to the all girls' school, twin to Dalton. She was saying that it was an alright school, but compared to Dalton, it was crap.

I offered her some of my drink as she hadn't got much with her. Soon we were both dancing in the middle of the room. Another guy, called Sebastian, who was super hot, was talking to us at the same time, and he joined in on the dancing. I think Ruby got a bit too tipsy because during the end of one song she leaned forward and landed a huge kiss on my lips. When I'm drunk, I'm usually ok with this, but she went in further for a full on kiss. I pushed her back gently and said, "I'm sorry Rubes, I'm not into girls."

She sighed and said, "That always happens to me." She skipped away quite content and I smiled. I turned around to Sebastian but he was beckoning me out of the room. I followed and he led me into another room that was empty. He pulled me close and then whispered in my ear, "not into girls huh? Me either." And with a devilish grin he put his hand around the back of my neck and we started making out. A few times his hands tried to get down my pants but I pulled his hands back. It would be awkward if he pulled out the cucumber...

I vaguely remember hearing footsteps come into the room and then stop.

"Sebastian?" Sebastian and I broke apart and turned around to see who interrupted us.

It was Blaine.

He was looking at us with so much confusion on his face.

"Well, well, Blaine Anderson. What is happening?"

"Oh, Blaine, I, erm," I stuttered.

"So you are gay," Blaine asked me.

"I'm not gay!" I nearly screamed.

Sebastian snorted. "Please, you said to that, what I have been told, very attractive girl that you weren't interested in girls and now you're in here playing tonsil tennis with me, I know you were interested then."

Sebastian threw an arm around my shoulder and directed his attention to Blaine. "So what can I do for you Blaine?"

Blaine swayed on the spot for a few seconds. I'm not sure if it was because he was drunk or shocked. Probably a bit of both. He shook his head and grinned. "Nothing, bye!" and he ran out the room.

"Now where were we Sam?"

I pulled away. "Sorry Sebastian I can't. It was nice kissing you and, believe me, I totally want to carry on with this but I can't." I turned and ran out of the room.

"It's cool, I can find some more booty," I heard Sebastian call at my retreating back.

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The next hour I spent in the kitchen sobering up. I drank two glasses of water and looked out the window. I had always been able to sober up quickly. As soon as I stopped drinking I would just start to sober. It was weird. I decided to go and face the music and look for Blaine.

I found him in the living room on singstar, belting out a tune. I laughed and walked up to him.

"Blaine," I began. Blaine turned around and looked like the happiest person alive.

"OH MY GOD SAM!" he shouted. He pulled me close and nearly made us fall over.

I looked at the other people in the room in alarm.

"Jesus Blaine how much have you had to drink?"

"I don't know, I stopped counting ages ago. All I know is that this is the best party ever!"

I saw David talking to a group of girls, he turned around and spotted me and noticed my load, laughing. "Blaine always gets like this..." he shouted from across the room. He paused, "Well not this bad actually..."

"I think I'll take him home," I shouted back to him. David nodded and gave me the thumbs up. I mouthed a thank you to him for the party and started to lead Blaine out of the house.

"Aww are we going already Sam-Sam? This is so much fun?"

"I'm tired Blaine, aren't you tired?"

Blaine yawned. "I guess I am."

I unlocked the jeep and heaved him inside, putting his seatbelt on for him. I went to the driver's side and started to drive him home.

"Hey Sam-Sam?"
"Yeah Blaine?"

"No, call me Blainey."

I sighed. "Yes, Blainey."

"You're cute."

"Aww, thanks Blainey. So are you."

"You're just saying that."

"I'm really not."

He grew a big smile and made a sound of content.

We arrived at his house and I undid his seatbelt.

"Here you are Blainey."

"Thanks Sam-Sam," he said and opened the door...only to fall straight out of it.

"Ah shit," I said and jumped out to pick him up.

"Come on then, I'll walk you in."

I could tell that no one was home so I decided I'd make sure he was alright before he went to sleep. We arrived at the front door. "Keys?" I asked him. He fumbled about in his back pocket but couldn't get it out. Sighing, I stuck my hand in and fished them out. I unlocked the door and pulled him inside.

"Okay Blaine, where is your bedroom?"

"Oooh, trying to get me into bed Sam?"

I rolled my eyes. "Dream on hunny." He managed to direct me to his bedroom and he flopped down on his bed face down.

"Oh no Blaine," I said, rolling him over. "You are too drunk to sleep. You may choke on your own sick.

He screwed up his face. "Gross."

I nodded. "Totally." I held onto me so I was almost lying on me. I tried to wriggle free but he had a strong grip. He looked me in the eyes and then grabbed the back of my neck, attempting to pull me down for a kiss. I managed to pull away and I shook my head. "No Blaine." I propped him up in his bed.

"I'll just wait for you to sober up a bit, ok hun?"

He nodded sleepily.

I let him doze a little, but kept an eye on him. A long time later I decided it was safe. I shook him awake.

"Blaine?"

He looked at me sleepily. "Sam? What you doing? What?"

"It's ok, you can go to sleep, do you want me to find your pyjamas or...?"

He shook his head routinely. I opened up the covers for him and he rolled in. I tucked the quilt around him and smiled. He sat up and looked at me a little confused. He was still a bit tipsy and very tired. I pulled him into a hug and pushed him back down again.

I noticed that some of his hair gel was wearing out. A few curls were coming free from their thick sticky cage.

"You know, you shouldn't wear hair gel Blaine. I think your hair would be nice normal."

"Ok," he said dreamily. I smiled and kissed his forehead on impulse. He closed his eyes and smiled. I left his bedroom, turning off the light. I noticed the Andersons had a bowl of front door keys so I left a note there telling Blaine I had his key, let myself out and locked the front door. I didn't want to leave it under a rock or something. Especially with him so vulnerable at that moment. I drove home and collapsed into bed.

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Monday morning at school was filled with hangovers from the Saturday, some people had had that much to drink. Blaine was an exception. Even though he had drunk enough to still be hung-over he was fine, and very cheery. He came up to me while I was at my locker and I gave him back his keys.

"So, did you have fun in the end Sam?" he asked me.

"Yeah it was alright." I looked at him, and then his hair. It had no hair gel in. I smiled to myself and looked back down at his face.

He laughed, "Alright? It was epic?"

I shrugged, "I didn't really do much socialising to be honest."

His smile faded. "Hey Sam...thanks for taking care of me. For taking me home when you did and making sure I didn't die in my sleep. I really appreciate it."

I was touched and smiled shyly. "Oh Blaine, that's okay. Anytime."

We shared a moment until I turned back to the contents of my locker. He leaned against the locker next to mine and took a big breath through his nostrils.

"Sam, you must as well own up that you are gay. The whole school knows now anyway," he said in one big breath. He turned his head to look at me. I stared intently at my geography book.

There was a big pause.

"Well, I won't deny it if any asks I guess," I said finally.

I could feel Blaine looking at me some more but I didn't meet his eye. He sighed and pushed himself off the lockers, walking to his next class. I slammed my locker shut and went in the opposite direction.

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I walked into the choir room and sat down. Blaine stood up once everyone had arrived.

"Okay everyone, I have a song to perform, a bit of fun. Feel free to join in. I think we need just a bit of a chilled glee club today after the party on Saturday."

There were a few cheers and Blaine smiled. He nodded at some of his friends and they stood up, obviously having been prepared already to perform the instruments a capella.

As soon as they started I froze, recognizing the introduction immediately. Oh he didn't... I thought

"I'm coming for you, 'cause I adore you, I'd like to get inside your mass production.
This indecision has got me cringing, I can't resist the smell of your seduction.
Did I let you know? Would you like to go? Unwrap the package without much persuasion. Did I let you know? Would you like to go? I wanna dance to everyday's occasion

This I know, yeah this I know!"

I opened my mouth and sang "Take me home, well take me home."
"This I know we're not alone!"

"Take me home, take me home."

Some of the guys who knew the song were already up at this point and doing some awesome backing vocals or singing along with Blaine. The rest were up and dancing, while I sat on my seat, mouth hanging open. He was only doing this song because I said I liked the Red Hot Chilli Peppers.

John started to do the trumpet solo and I couldn't help but laugh despite myself. It really was brilliant. Blaine came over and pulled me off the chair so I got up and danced with everyone else.

"I'm coming at you, year of the cat too, I like the sound of your articulations.
Want to arouse her, and maybe espouse her, she showed me love without the stipulations."

At the next chorus everyone was joining in, and it wasn't just me singing "Take me home."

There was a guitar solo which Kyle brilliantly "sang" and the rest of the song carried on. The song finished and we all laughed. It was fun. Blaine walked over to me and bowed. He had been looking at me a lot during the song so I figured that it was for me. I applauded him.

"Very good. Who was that by again...?" I laughed.

Everyone else started to leave the choir room and I tried to follow.

"Sam you know I sang that for a reason."

"Because I said I liked Red Hot Chilli Peppers and it's a funky song?"

"Can you just...think about the lyrics, please?"

I smiled sadly and nodded once. Then I turned and left him alone in the empty choir room.

So the song is Did I Let You Know by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers, from their new album I'm With You. It's a really funky song, very pop punk I would say, and would sound amazing if the warblers did it. Check it out , imagine Blaine and the warblers performing it, and leave your reviews! xxx