They were laying on her bed- Rachel and Blaine- doing a little kissing. They had been dating three days and everyday it seemed like Blaine woke up with an even worse hangover which he cured with Aspirin, coffee and another bloody mary. He was so disconnected, he was kissing a person -an attractive person, hell even if he was gay he could admit a girl was beautiful- and was thinking about his pleasure, or god lack there of. there was absolutely nothing. The way Rachel kissed his neck lightly as he layed back and sighed, it felt like a kiss obviously but it wasn't enjoyable, it felt like work. Plus he wished he would figure out his sexuality sooner so he could either be free of girls or convince himself they aren't bitches all the time. Blaine was pretty much being served as Rachel was trying to please him but he was more discomfited than horny, he felt rather awkward and he wasn't even kind of popping a boner like he had the night of Sadie Hawkins. He had been 13 and hormonally changing but he wasn';t even thinking about the girl he was kissing, or a boy, he was thinking about calculus and regionals. Rachel seemed to notice his disinterest when she lifted herself onto her elbow and asked,

"B, are you okay? I've been kissing your neck for 5 minutes and you weren't doing or saying, anything. I thought you might've gone to sleep" she looked passive agressively pissed and Blaine grabbed her hand quickly to reassure her- it didn't fit in his very well

"No, Rachel it isn't you," 'or is it?' " I am, uhh tired and stressed about regi-"

"oh yeah regionals, of course you are stressed. I promise not to rub it in your face when we win, because I don't want to put tension on our relationship" she smiled and he wondered if she knew what a pretentious bitch she was, he wanted out

"um okay, well I should probably go..." He stood awkwardly and fumbled with his hands as she rolled on her side to face him replying " No! Blaine we were enjoying ourselves!" He tried to keep the look of astonishment off his face because he was NOT enjoying himself, at all.

"yeah, umm" he coughed and rubbed his neck, his chest flushed in embarrassment for her lack of understanding he wasn't enjoying it at all " I know Rach, but look, I really really have to go, home and uhhhh study and practice a number with Kur-"

She stood abruptly planting her hands at her hips and raising her voice to a volume Blaine wasn't aware was in existence " KURT?! WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS WITH HIM! DON'T I MATTER?! WE ARE TOGETHER BLAINE! NOT YOU AND KURT! IT'S ANDERBERRY NOW, NOT KLAINE OKAY?!"

Blaine was furious, how dare she " Kurt is my best friend! I will spend time with him when ever I damn well please and we haven't been dating very long at all! I would much rather spend time with him than you. God, you are a pretentious, conceited, badly dressed, controlling Bitch! I am not your plaything or your punching bag, I am trying to figure myself out and you aren't helping! It would be better if we broke up now before you get too attached to the idea of.. fucking 'Anderberry'!"

"What?! Before I get too attached? I thought couples were a pair, not just me Blaine?"

"Rachel, we both know I'm not like you, I'm 99% positive I am GAY and even if I am bi or something I sure as hell am NOT a Rachel Sexual!"

" Blaine, get out, go to your little twink just leave!"

"Wow, I wonder if Kurt knows you called him that, God you're evil Berry, And for having two dads, I wouldn't have pegged youas someone so petty and ignorant when it came to bigotry! And about leaving: GLADLY!"

Blaine slammed her door and ran down the stairs hearing a vase break against her door. He couldn't care less, he needed Kurt, he needed a friend. How could he have been so stupid, houses passed by his window at a headache invoking pace but he was on auto pilot, he had one mission get to Kurt.

He pulled outside, and ran up the driveway, knocking furiously. A surprised Kurt answered and was caught off guard by Blaine capturing his in hug, he hugged back and Blaine's unease was palpable. Kurt pulled back and asked

" Blaine what is wrong?"

" Kurt I am SO sorry, I was hot headed and rude, and stupid and god, why would anyone be straight? Girls are bitches! I mean Rachel, God she was always like "Me this" and " my solo" and "me,me,me" and she is sooo snooty and called you a twink, I mean what the actual fuck and she was ALWAYS talking and it sounded like the teacher's from charlie brown "WAAAwaahhhhWhahaha waaawahhhh" God and she-" blaine was cut of by Kurt's hand over his mouth who retorted, " Jesus you'd think her talkativeness was contagious, you were rambling and I'm pretty sure you didn't breath that entire time! Wait so are you venting or did you break-"

" Hell yes I broke up with her! Damn she is lucky she's pretty because if you want to get away with being like that, you have to be."

Kurt was still a little lost, " Wait so, are you going to you, know, date girls from now on?"

Blaine laughed and Kurt smiled, this was Blaine not the miserable puppy who had been following Rachel around the last 3 days," uhh, no! I figured out after a long weird kissing session with her, I am so gay, like I was thinking about calculus while she was trying to suck a hickey into my collarbone. I like men, I like guys and I'm okay with it, and yeah I was drunk and the alcohol in my veins as compelling my confusion but now I'm semi lucid and I see what I want."

"That's great Blaine, I am happy for you. And if you ever question your rainbow connection, gayness again I will just slap you,"

Blaine laughed and was more enraptured by Kurt, " Sounds like a plan, So I was thinking Warblers?"

"Oh yeah what's our theme? For this coming week?"

"Well Sue in the Lima Bean, came up to me and Rachel and said the judges would be looking for sex appeal, so ' Sexy'?"

Kurt sighed and Blaine looked almost hurt but Kurt replied, " No good idea but I am not sexy, I have the sex appeal of a baby penguin, so I'll opt out"

"Uh uh no opting out, and Mr. Hummel you are pretty sexy when you want to be, thanks Kurt but I gotta hit the road! I'll see you monday,"

Blaine left the room with Kurt sort of sad his plans to reveal Blaine's sexuality were completely unnecessary but glad Blaine discovered it. 'Gay and he thinks I sexy? Wow I don't know if it could get any better' Kurt thought and flopped onto his bed with a girlish giggle, a blush the colour of crimson and daydreams of one honey eyed warbler racing through his brain.