Everyone was really quiet when Lily came inside the room. She looked anxiously at me then to the others sitting down. Everyone just stared at her like she was an animal on display on some glass.

"Lily, nice of you to join us." Mr. Larsen said "Why don't you take a seat."

Lily nodded and slowly took a seat in one of the empty chairs. All along, she didn't speak and didn't make eye contact with anyone.

"So, Mr. Weisman, welcome to Glee Club." Mr. Larsen said. "I'm taking you know everyone here by now?" he asked. I nodded and he smiled. "Very well then, you may take your seat." I nodded and went to take a seat in the empty chair next to Blake. Darn it. Why him?

"You did great." Blake whispered once I sat next to him.

"Thanks, you too." I whispered. Fuck what?

"Huh?" he asked, a little confused.

"Uh.. Potato." I said uncomfortably, Shit, why was I fidgeting over talking to Blake.

He stared at me for a second more and he shook his head. Great now he thinks I'm Crazy. The rest of Glee Club was spent on how Mr. Larsen explained that we had to practice for the upcoming Sectionals. We would discuss song selections soon and immediately practice choreography soon after. I was walking back to my car when Blake came calling for me.

"Hey Michael! Wait up!" He said. Oh great what now? I had wanted to leave school early so I could get rid of all my sexual frustrations with Blake sooner or later, but he painstakingly increases all these feelings I have for him every time he spends more time with me.

"Hey Michael, do you mind giving me a ride home?" he asked. Good thing he was good looking, if someone else came to me and bluntly asked for a ride, I'd either tell them to fuck off or punch them.

"Uh, my air-conditioning is busted." I admitted, didn't want to inconvenience him.

"Uh it's okay.." Damn it. He was persistent. I sighed and nodded.

"Hop in" I said as I led him to my car. He took a seat and I soon followed. When I looked over at him, he was smiling and I tried to give a small smile too. I started to drive and I was determined to keep the conversations between us to a minimum.

About 20 mins into driving, he started unbuttoning his polo shirt and my eyes started to go wide.

"Man it's hot." Blake commented as he unfastened every single button of his green button up shirt, I started to stare and my jaw dropped at what I saw. He was still wearing the polo, but I could see his abs through the opening of the shirt. He was SO HOT.

I quickly recomposed myself and kept my eyes on the road. I bit my lip and tried my best not to stare at Blake but he was like a bright light, I could see him from my peripheral and I couldn't help but stare. I decided to stop the car to avoid me crashing us all because he was slightly undressed.

"Is something wrong?" he asked as he eyed me. "Why'd we stop?" I grabbed a handful of my hair and started to pull. I got out of the car and he followed me soon after. Really Blake? Like why do you have to follow me? Fuck. He looked at me expectantly. "Michael are you okay?"

"NO, BLAKE NO! I'M NOT OKAY!" I exclaimed. This guy was driving me crazy. What if I already was crazy? Do people know if they're themselves are crazy? How would you define someone who was insane? I don't know but I felt I was there.

"Oh.. was it something I did?say?" Blake asked a little concerned.

"No, it's just…." I couldn't handle it any longer, all the sexual frustration exploded upon me and I kissed him hard on the lips. Blake was stunned by my actions and clearly I was too. I didn't know why I did it but nonetheless, I was doing it. He shocked me when he started kissing back. It was hot, it sent chills down my spine and it made my body temperature rise. He started moaning against my mouth and Oh god did turn me on. I was about to touch his chest when the good ol sense came back to me and I instantly broke the kiss. We were at the middle of the road. We couldn't have sex here. I stared at him and he held my gaze, not a word was said and I immediately got in the car. I instantly drove off, leaving him on the side of the road.

I felt bad for what I did but I couldn't let him ride anymore. I didn't glance back at him for I knew I instantly would turn back. I started to drive away when a phone started ringing right then. It wasn't mine though, it was Blake's. Shit. I looked at the number and it was Nellie. I didn't answer and it stopped ringing. It flashed to show it got a message and I read it. The message went.

"Blake, don't be too hard on Michael, let the kid breath and don't crowd him too much, he might not like that."

Nellie was right I didn't like it that much. I started to stash away Blake's phone when I didn't notice the truck in front of me. It started honking but it was too late. All I saw was the headlights, and then everything went black. I could've sworn I heard Blake shouting my name frantically but then I zoned out.