'I need to talk to him. It's the only way I'm going to get our relationship problems sorted out.' Kurt thought, as he closed his eyes leaning against Blaine's locker, waiting for the curly haired boy to make his appearence.
"Can I help you?" Blaine asked in a mocking tone, walking up too his locker.
"We need to get our shit straight."
Blaine's triangular eyebrows shot up his forehead, "And what shit of ours do we need straight?"
"I obviously love you Blaine, Why can't you see that?" Kurt demanded, slamming his fist against the locker.
"Oh you do, do you?" Blaine asked, smirking.
"God damnitt Blaine! Get over yourself! Why can't we have a serious conversation?" Kurt cried.
Blaine snapped into serious mode, "Kurt, I'm sorry. It's just...sarcasum... misbehaving...It's all my way keeping up my walls. I let you in...and I felt so free."
Kurt's facial features softened, they were finally getting somewhere, " I know Blaine...But you don't have to act like that around me. I'm not going to judge you."
"God I feel like such a jackass." Blaine groaned, running his hand through his curls.
"That's cause you were acting like one." Kurt said patiently.
"Can you forgive me Kurt? I understand if you can't. I said some pretty horrible things too you."
"Blaine, I just said I love you. Do you honestly think that I would've told you that If I wasn't planning on forgiving you?"
"Kurt..." Blaine leaned in and kissing him gently, He pulled away and stared into his eyes, "I will always love you."
"As I will love you."
Rachel was walking to her brother's locker with her newly aquired boyfriend on her arm. She saw her brother in mid smooch with Kurt and pulled the two of them behind the cornor.
"What?" Finn asked, confused.
"Our brothers are currently mid liplock. I hate that bastard that Blaine is dating now, So I sure as hell am not interuppting their makeup session."
"Ew! Kurt's kissing Blaine? In school? I thought Kurt was against PDA."
"Oh please, Kurt had been crazy with jealous. If he gets the chance to get his mack on with Blaine, He's gonna take it." She tapped her long red nails against the tialed wall. "I just wish he would hurry up, I need to talk to him."
"What about?"
"Demi told me that her uncle still owes her like 13 dollars in her swear jar. I swear, If I've told him once, I've told him a million time, Demi does not need to hear that language!" She stomped her foot, and Finn smiled.
"Demi is a wonderful little girl baby. She knows better than to use that type of language." He insisted.
"I hope she does. She starts preschool next year and I don't want to have to explain he colorful language to her preschool teacher." She rolled her eyes and peeked her head around the cornor, God, Didn't those too ever breathe?
"Speak of next year, It'll be your senior year...right?" Rachel nodded, "What are you going to do once you graduate, You can't go to college and raise a three year old."
"You know, I've been thinking that. It's always been my dream to go to a preforming arts college in New York, but your right, I can't raise my daughter and go to college. I could always leave her with Cooper, but he works too much so she would be around Blaine alot and pick up some of his rather...unpleasant habits. Of course, She would be away from me for much too long and I would miss her like crazy." Rachel sighed.
"Well...I was thinking...I'm planning on staying in Lima. So she can always stay with me." Finn looked down at his feet.
She looked at him "I don't know..."
"Just think about it...Alright?"
"I think their done." Rachel said, flipping around the cornor