So sorry for the late update! And I know I should be focusing on characters outside of Klaine, too :( Don't worry: You'll get your Quick, Finchel, St. Berry if I decide to bring Jesse back, and *wait for it* a love... rectangle (?) between Santana-Brittany-Rory-Artie. *Le Gasp* You like? Or not? TELL ME WHAT TO DO WITH SAM'S CHARACTER! *Rips Own Hair Out*
And I re-posted this, because I wanted to apologize for this small excuse for a chapter. And at the end, I didn't use Sebastian's name, because Jeremiah was rumored to be called 'Sebastian' and he wasn't, so I just want to make sure.
Everybody did their own routine and Kurt giggled with Quinn in the corner whilst waiting for Mercedes to show up for Booty Camp. Kurt sighed inwardly - Mercedes was distancing herself from Kurt because apparently, she 'deserved better'. He still felt a little bit guilty for immediately rejecting the call from Sam, the week before. But truthfully, he had nothing to say to him... Quinn had that familiar spark in her eyes that Kurt had last seen after Regionals and the baby-drama, two years before. Sugar just idly sat by the piano - somehow, she was actually a good dancer and didn't need to be called back to dance, but preferred to text while the others sweated.
"You're late." Mr. Schuester's voice boomed through the auditorium.
"W-Well, I know - I-I-I overslept." Mercedes stuttered out. Kurt was still bitter over the fact that Mercedes would choose a douche of a man over her best friend.
"Wait, what time is it?" Kurt mumbled out of the corner of his mouth to both Tina and Quinn.
"It's four-thirty in the afternoon." Quinn responded to both Kurt's question and Mercedes' statement.
"My alarm clock went off thirty minutes late, this morning. It kind of shifted my whole schedule." Mercedes explained, drawing an eye-roll out of Kurt, "Wait, what's Santana doing here?"
"Duh, doing what you aren't, wheezy: Actually getting off my ass and doing something." Before Mercedes lunged at the 'stick figure', she remembered that Shane had told her that chick-fighting did not turn him on- Bruises neither. She felt a little infuriated that Brittany and Kurt were stifling giggles.
"Well, ignoring that offensive comment, you said before Sectionals, two years ago, that Santana was one of our best dancers. So why the hell is she here?"
Kurt coughed, "Continuity." Causing Tina and Quinn to glance at him confusedly.
Mr. Schuester decided to ignore that last question, letting Mike take over, "Please, join in." Mike started counting as Mercedes attempted to follow his routine.
Mercedes suddenly spun around twice and ran to a bowl, taking a vomiting-position on, "I feel sick." She gasped out.
"Why are you babying her?" Santana asked bossily, saying something offensive that Kurt chose not to listen to, instead watching Puck stare after the girlfriend that he had been dumped by, twice. Puck caught his eye and shrugged when Kurt rose an eyebrow.
Suddenly, Mercedes shouted, "LIKE YOU EAT! I know for a fact that Kurt's only eaten two pieces of celery this week: I stand behind him in the lunch line."
Kurt felt Quinn put a comforting hand on his arm and shrugged, smiling sadly. Mercedes interrupted their moment, "I'm doing my best!"
Mr. Schuester looked kind of scary, "No. You're not. It's not about doing your best, anymore. It's about doing better."
Everyone exchanged weary glances as Mercedes stormed out, ignoring Mr. Schuester's calls after her.
"It's not like that, Rachel and I are friends." Kurt and Blaine heard Mercedes telling Shane. Blaine saw red as Shane continued talking. "I'll say this like what I said about your lady-boy friend: You're better than Rachel Berry, baby." At that point, Blaine slammed his fist that wasn't wearing the engagement ring on the table, standing up and grabbing Kurt's hand, storming over to Mercedes' table.
"Okay, listen here, 'Beyoncé'," Blaine stated with sass, something that made Kurt very proud of him: He was finally sticking up for himself.
"You abandoned the one guy that was your friend throughout sophomore year, here, for some asshole of a man. I don't care what you think about me, but Kurt does. You've hurt him by ranting on about how this douche is better than the person Kurt is choosing to spend the rest of his amazing life with. And Kurt is better than you will ever be: Talent-wise and personality-wise, because although Kurt may be sassy and confident, he's not a bitch. Rachel helped me in my time of loneliness and downheartedness, so in my eyes, she and Kurt are both better people than you ever will be."
The entire cafeteria was silent, staring in awe at the two 'fairies' that yelled at a Jock.
"Oh, and by the way," Blaine said, stopping at the exit of the cafeteria, "Ever call my fiancé a lady-boy, again, and I'll punch your face in."
Kurt smirked as he heard the distinct applause of one Miss Rachel Berry, surprisingly joined by almost the entire student body of WMHS.
"I'm sorry." Blaine apologized once they reached Kurt's locker.
"For what?" Kurt asked, confused.
"For making a scene- I was out of line, and oh! I should apologize to them, and-"
"Blaine." Kurt chuckled, "Don't apologize. They deserved it, and... It was really heroic, love. Nobody's ever defended me like that, and it just reminds me of how in-love I am with you, every day."
Blaine smiled warmly at Kurt, "I love you." He said as if it were the first time. Blaine decided to alter the moment - for the better or worse was yet to be decided - by slapping Kurt's butt through the Cheerios uniform and winking as Kurt's jaw dropped - Blaine really was getting confident about himself.
After parting ways with his fiancé, Kurt snuck into the auditions with an unexpected ally.
"Kurt? Santana?" Artie asked, "What are you doing here?"
Kurt smiled, "I wanted to change my audition. As long as Blaine Anderson will be getting the role of Tony, I would like to audition for the role of Bernardo, along with the lovely Santana as the role of Anita."
Santana smiled her devious smile, as the music started up.
"Only you, you're the only thing I'll see forever
In my eyes in my words and in everything I do
Nothing else but you
Ever"
Santana sang the song so differently than it originally was, but it worked in a way.
"And there's nothing for me but Maria
Every sight that I see is Maria"
Kurt sung in his lower register, causing Coach Beiste's eyebrows to shoot up in impressed surprise.
Then, they both harmonized together.
"Tonight, tonight
It all began tonight
I saw you and the world went away
Tonight, tonight
There's only you tonight
What you are, what you do, what you say"
Kurt then started singing.
"Today, all day I had the feeling
A miracle would happen
I know now I was right"
Santana then sung alone.
"For here you are
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight"
Then, they ended the song together.
"Today, the world was just an address
A place for me to live in
No better than all right
But here you are
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight
Good night, good night
Sleep well and when you dream
Dream of me
Tonight"
The three judges all clapped as Santana wrapped her arms around Kurt's neck, "We've got this in the bag, Hummel."
Kurt and Blaine were awoken at three in the morning at a tapping at their window, revealing a sobbing Santana.
"Honey, honey, what's wrong?" Kurt murmured to her, causing Blaine to look skeptical: He was pretty sure that Santana disliked him, now, for some reason.
"B-B-Britt was m-making out with Artie in her bed when I came to visit. And she thought nothing was wrong!" Blaine stiffened in shock. He had been sure that the two girls were made for each other.
Santana drenched Kurt's shoulder with tears, "I mean, we were cheating on our boyfriends with each other, but that's cause we were best friends, you know? How could she do this to me? But then she'll just look at me with those big, blue eyes and I'll forgive her, and-" Santana drew in a shaky breath as Kurt laid her down on the bed, in between himself and Blaine, both cuddling up to her as a sign of comfort.
The next morning, Santana was gone and she pretended like nothing had ever happened.
Brittany hugged Kurt the next day and he glanced to a pissed-off-looking Santana right next to her.
"Kurtie, for our campaign, we're going to sing a girl-power song. Okay?"
"Uh, okay." Kurt agreed hesitantly from where he was next to Rachel, at his locker.
"Meet us at the gym!" Kurt nodded as Brittany jumped up happily, "Oh wait!" Brittany stopped, "Ask your hobbit if he ever wants to make out, okay, dolphin?"
Kurt immediately snapped his gaze to Santana's pained stare, shaking his head, "You can only make out with San, okay, honey?"
Brittany looked confused, "But-"
"Come on, Britts." Santana took her hand as they walked down the corridor, singing 'Run the World, Girls'.
"Hi! I'm Brittany S. Pierce, and I'm your new Senior Class Vice President!" Applause was met as she hollered, "DOLPHIN!"
Kurt stepped forward hesitantly, letting Brittany wrap her arms around Kurt, "This unicorn, is the best thing to ever happen to the school, girls! You vote for him, and you. Vote. For. Me!" Everyone cheered as Brittany pecked Kurt on the cheek.
Shane slammed Kurt's locker shut, "Listen up, Lady Boy. Mercedes did worse than Rachel because of your girlfriend's little speech, in the Cafeteria."
Kurt put his bitch-glare on, "Okay, listen up here, tooty-fruity, Cedes is NOT an object. And she was being a bitch. She deserves it until she sorts her priorities out. Besides, Rachel would fit the role of Maria much better than Mercedes would."
Kurt strode off, leaving a speechless Shane at his locker.
Kurt then approached the girls bathroom, where he heard voices from around the corner.
"-Just stay away from her, culo. If you don't, voy a rasgar sus testículos a cabo."
A voice that Kurt recognized as Artie audibly gulped, "I don't know what you just said, but I heard 'testicles'. I-I love her, though-"
Santana's pain-filled voice rose up two octaves, "You think I don't? She's my world, Artie! My world. You can just move on! I can't!"
"And why can't you, Satan?" Artie yelled, "I love her, too, and if she'd honestly cheat on you with me, then she obviously doesn't love you back."
"Sh-She doesn't love me." Santana stated as if believing it, herself. Kurt felt his heart break as she spoke in a monotone, obviously putting her walls back up.
"Maybe you shouldn't be with her, then." Artie replied coolly and Kurt heard him wheel off, followed by Santana's broken sobs.
Kurt approached the girl who was sitting on the ground, staring at the floor.
"San, I-"
Santana's voice was raspy, "Don't, Kurt. Please, just don't."
Kurt nodded, "Okay."
"You heard it, right?" Tina jumped up and down excitedly.
Kurt grinned and bumped shoulders with his friend, "Of course I did, Tee! How could I not? He. Was. Amazing."
Tina gave him a hug, "You know you're awesome for doing this, right?"
Kurt gave her an incredulous glance, "What are friends for, Tee? I love you like my sister, so how could I not watch your boyfriend nab the role of Riff?"
Mike was walking over nervously and Kurt hugged Tina again, "I'll leave you two alone: Sort out his family probbos, sweetie."
"Cast list goes up on Friday." Kurt smiled shyly at Blaine, "Are you nervous?"
Blaine shrugged, stepping down a step, "A little. I'm trying not to think about it."
"I wouldn't be. My mole in the casting office says that there is one actor they're seriously considering for the role of Tony. And his initials are B.A., soon to be B.H-K."
Blaine chuckled, as if not quite believing it, so Kurt whipped his flowers out. At Blaine's shocked face, he explained, "I love you, Blainers. That will never change. And you've been such an amazing boyfriend, that I felt that you needed some flowers. And someone to tell you how beautiful you are, like how you tell me, every day. You're beautiful, and I love you, Blaine Anderson. The flowers symbolize the red and yellow roses: Falling in Love with a Friend. We'll last honey. Forever."
Kurt could see Blaine's eyes watering, "You always seem to zig when I think you're about to zag." Blaine grinned, leaning forward, "And, I just- I love that about you." Just as Blaine was about to lean in to close the gap between them, he took a step back, placing his hand on Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt smiled softly, "Courage, Blaine." Kurt glanced at the expectant football players who were now watching them. Kurt then turned back to his Blaine, grabbed his face, and kissed him so passionately that Blaine was gasping for air. Kurt took a dazed Blaine's hand and led him to their next class.
Mr. Schuester started talking about what could be 'the hardest show choir move, ever'. They all got into alignment and started dancing. Brittany, Quinn, Puck, Kurt and Santana were tapped out, in that order, so the only people left on the stage were Mercedes and Finn. After Puck insulted Finn's dancing, Finn miraculously figured out how to do it, leaving only Mercedes on the floor.
"My ankle hurts."
"Push through it."
"I-I don't feel good."
"You're fine."
"NO I'M NOT!" Mercedes caused the entire room to freeze.
"Look, Mercedes, I want you to be the best you can be, okay? Did you even practice this?" Mr. Schue asked.
"Stop picking on me! You're always singling me out, making me look bad!"
"That's crazy."
"No, you're crazy! For not letting me shine. Where's Rachel, huh? I don't see her, here. Being a part of the team!"
"Rachel practices at-" Finn started.
"Right, no one asked you, Finn." Mercedes spat at him, "Everyone knows that Rachel is your favorite."
"That's not true." Mr. Schuester denied the accusation.
"You give that skinny, Geronimo-wearing, ass-kisser everything!" Kurt whistled- She had gone too far."And for two years, you know, I took it. But not anymore. I'm done."
Mercedes stormed out, knocking the sheet music over, "You know, I've outgrown you! I've outgrown all of you. Especially you, Hummel."
"Mercedes! You walk out that door, you're out of Glee Club."
Mercedes just shot everyone a glare and walked away, mumbling, "It's all over."
For some inane reason, the judges had decided to give Mercedes another shot at Maria, by having Rachel and Mercedes go off in another diva-off.
It was clear to Kurt that Rachel was superior, but for some reason, Mercedes convinced Rachel that Mercedes was better.
The next day, Kurt was boiling with rage, "I think we should talk, don't you?"
"About the, um, upcoming deadline for the NYADA applications?"
"About you telling Coach Beiste that you were running for Senior Class President. Against me." Kurt clarified, disappointed in Rachel.
"K-Kurt, you saw Mercedes- I mean, I'm not going to get the part. So I figured that if I win, I'll make you vice president, and then maybe you could just do vice-versa-"
"Rachel. Yes, if you win, it will better your chances of getting into NYADA. Yes. But if I win, it would make a huge difference at this school. Not just for me, but for kids like me. Things could actually change for them. So, whatever it takes. I'm winning."
"I just- I need something for my Senior year that's going to make me special, that's going to make me stand out. I thought Maria was going to be that. you understand, you're just as ambitious as I am, and it's why we're friends!"
"Rachel. In ten years, when you look back at this time, you're not going to be thinking of the clubs you belonged to, or the parts you had. You'll be thinking about the friends you had and the ones that you just tossed aside."
The glee club sung 'Fix You'as they awaited the cast list to be put up. Kurt held both Quinn and Blaine's hands, knowing that he had two friends that would be his forever. There had been no news about Beth yet, but Kurt could tell that something big was going to happen.
Maria - Rachel Berry
Tony - Blaine Anderson
Riff - Mike Chang
Anita - Santana Lopez
Bernardo - Kurt Hummel
Officer Krupke - Noah Puckerman
Kurt couldn't help the slight twinge of disappointment as he read Blaine's name and knew that his chances of getting into NYADA were slimmer, but by the look on Blaine's face, it was all worth it. Then he turned to Blaine and asked incredulously, "Puck auditioned?"
As Kurt walked through the mall with Quinn, Brittany, Santana and Blaine, he bumped into none other than Jesse Martie - Kurt's old roomie at Dalton.
"Jess!" Kurt squealed, throwing an arm around his friend's shoulder, Blaine immediately joining in, happy to see the guy that gave him tips on how to make Kurt love him, while Kurt was dating Sam.
Jesse smiled nervously, then his eyes flickered to the girls, cocking an eyebrow, "Well, hello, girls." He smiled, making Quinn giggle and Kurt furrow his eyebrows.
"Um, Jess... Aren't you dating Tom?"
"Who?" Jess stared blankly and Blaine's jaw dropped.
"Tom, as in Blaine's ex, as in the love of your life." Kurt explained dubiously.
"Oh. Him." Jesse looked pained, "I kind of cheated on him with his sister, he found out, threw a vase at me and told me that we were over."
Kurt felt tears welling up on Tom's behalf: First, Blaine ended it with Tom because he cheated and was in love with somebody else, and now the guy who gave him romantic hope cheated on him with a female relative?
"You're a douche." Kurt stated proudly.
"K-K-Kurt!" An obviously shocked Blaine scolded him.
Jesse shrugged, "I know. I ruined it with us. And the sister wasn't even that good at making out or anything."
A tall girl with mousy brown hair and big, green eyes wondered over, seeming lost, "JJ? Who are these people?"
Jesse chuckled, obviously flustered, "Meesh, this is Kurt, my old roomie from Dalton, his boyfriend- no, fiancé, Blaine, and their friends. Guys, this is Michelle."
"We're dating." Michele stated proudly as Jesse seemed to shrink.
"I'll uh call you guys, later." Jesse stuttered guiltily.
As Blaine climbed on top of Kurt, Kurt pushed him off, sitting up. He responded to Blaine's dejected expression, "No, no, don't worry. It's not you. I just want to talk."
"Shoot." Blaine grinned.
"Do you remember our first time together?"
"Vaguely, but I can imagine how perfect it was: We were drunk, after all."
Kurt frowned, "Exactly. And after that, we didn't wait very long. So I propose all the private touching that goes on is making out and cuddling for a while."
"So... none at all?" Blaine looked horrified.
"Maybe once every one or two weeks." Kurt shrugged and Blaine looked panicked.
"Kuuuuuurt! But we do it twice every day. Don't do this to me... Please?" Blaine stuck his lip out.
"Blaine... For me?" Kurt widened his eyes and Blaine sighed.
"Fine, let's cuddle."
Kurt squealed and they cuddled for the rest of the night, blissfully unaware of what was happening in Akron, Ohio.
The newest addition to the Warbler of about 17 approached the door of the house he had looked up, knocking confidently.
He saw all of Blaine Anderson's performances and knew he had to have him. That Hummel kid didn't deserve him, so he did some digging on Hummel, which led him there.
A buff, miserable-yet-good-looking brunet opened the door, cocking an eyebrow.
"Sam? Sam Evans?" The Warbler asked.
The boy nodded.
He smirked, "Well, Sam Evans, I have a proposition for you."
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