Blaine spent the afternoon up in his room. After letting what was gonna happen in a few hours sink in, he turned on "Bad Romance," jumped on his bed, and sang it at the top of his lungs. After "Bad Romance," "Blow" by Ke$ha, then "Till the World Ends" by Britney Spears, then Lady Gaga again with "LoveGame," which Blaine just jammed down to. At about 5:30, Blaine caught a glimpse of the clock. He gasped. He only had an hour and a half to get ready, and he didn't even know what he was going to wear.

He quickly jumped in the shower, but the party didn't stop, oh no. Using a lufa as a microphone he belted out Lady Gaga for nearly thirty minutes. He would definitely smell fresh.

Blaine then pranced back to his bedroom and got into his closet. He frantically went through his relatively dull clothing selection, trying to find something Kurt might like. Unfortunately, of all the stuff he and Kurt had discussed the past week, colors wasn't one of them.

After 20 minutes of searching, it was 6:16. Blaine knew he didn't have much time, so he broke down and called Kurt.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kurt." Blaine tried to sound casual.

"Oh, hi, Blaine!" Kurt sounded excited. "Are you excited for our da- night out?"
He almost called it a date! Blaine had only knowingly been gay for about a day and already he felt like squealing at that.

"Oh, yeah!" He contained his excitement. "All ready. Just a quick question."
"Yes?"

"Uh... what colors do you like for people to wear?" That didn't sound weird. Smooth, Blaine.

Kurt gigled. "Just be yourself, Blaine."

"Oh, okay." Blaine nervously rocked back and forth on his feet. "So what colors?"
Kurt laughed. "Red and green."
"Oh, okay. That's what I've got on, so that's good." Blaine actually just had a towel wrapped around his waist.

Kurt giggled again. "Okay. See you in thirty."

Blaine droped the towel and ran to his parents' room. Then he ran back for the towel.

He rummaged through his dad's closet and finally found a sweater patterned with light and dark green stripes. He then rushed back to his room and pulled out his red pants. They were tight; he hadn't worn them in almost a year. As soon as he was dressed, he raced outside, then strutted down the sidewalk like he owned the street.

He reached Kurt's door and took a deep breath, then knocked. Only about ten seconds later, Kurt opened the door, grinning. "Hey!"'

Blaine smiled. "Hi, Kurt."

Kurt yelled, "DAD! I'M GOING OUT!"

Another voice from inside the house yelled, "SO?"

Kurt giggled and looked at Blaine. "Are we ready to go?"

Blaine nodded, his jaw swollen with a smile. "Yeah."

Kurt followed Blaine out, pondering on whether to take his hand or not. "So... what are we doing tonight?"

And then it hit Blaine like a car- he had never actually planned the date. He immediately panicked. What could he say?
Trying to sound romantic, Blaine replied, "How does a walk in the park sound?"

Kurt beamed. "Perfect."

Blaine grinned to himself. Nice one, Anderson.

A/N: Sorry for the super shortness and sorry for the long wait for this chapter! I've been so busy, and it's just been blehh. But hopefully I'm back to this story for awhile! Feedback would be appreciated, as always. Thanks!