"Please Peter!" I could hear Kurt beg as I re-entered the room after a brief trip to the bathroom. "Pretty please with Cheerios on top!"
"Watch it Porcelain!" Santana warned as I took my seat next to Rachel in the front row of the choir room.
Ok really please tell me that I'm not the only one confused at how many nicknames this angel (sorry I mean…well to be honest I do mean angel, have you seen his face? Or heard him talk? Angel) has! I mean Porcelain, Alice, Boo, someone called him Kurtsie and his actual name, Kurt! Geez I might not be able to keep up with all of this.
So to catch you all up (at least from what I understand really) we have a couple minutes before glee club starts for the first time today and Kurt is sitting next to Peter in the second row of chairs in the choir room, and apparently Kurt asked Peter something and is now begging for him to say yes. (Are you caught up? Cause I'm not).
"I can't Kurt!" Peter said, looking down at the pleading boy in front of him.
Mercedes (from where she sat on the other side of Kurt) sighed, "Omigosh, Peter, just come with us! Don't you want to see what Dalton is like? And we'll get to see the Warblers perform!"
Peter rolled his eyes, "Yes that sound like fun!" his voice was dripping with sarcasm, "Unless you happen to be a straight male like myself! There are no girls there and therefore, nothing to interest me for the hours and hours I'll have to wait for you people to stop flirting!"
Kurt's cheeks turned bright red, "First off, I do not flirt! Second, please! What is the harm in coming?"
"I have to watch Blaine and Rachel!" Peter said, crossing his arms over his chest.
Rachel huffed in the chair next to me, "Well I don't know about you, but, from the little I've heard about this Dayton-"
"Dalton" Kurt corrected.
"It seemed like just the right place for me! I want to go! If that's alright with you, Kurt." She finished.
Kurt smiled at her, "That is wonderful! I would be happy to have another girl come along. I can set you up with a couple of my friends. Although I'm not sure the famous Rachel Berry would need any relationship help." He topped that off with a wink.
Rachel giggled, "Oh but then I can help you handle all them boys that will, no doubt, be knocking down your door."
Kurt blushed as Mercedes laughed, "So I'm not the only one who knows that Kurt's gunna have a boyfriend by the end of the night? 'Cause I'm already baffled one of these private school boys hasn't asked him out already!" She moved down to the seat next to Rachel and continued, "But you have to help me pick out his outfit!"
Rachel smiled, "Of course! With that body he better flaunt it!"
Then they went into some conversation about what Kurt was going to wear tonight to the Dalton open House. Oh! That's what they're talking about.
WAIT! Did they say boyfriend? Kurt's gunna have a boyfriend?
There was a heavy pang in my chest. I looked back up to Kurt and Peter who were still arguing.
"See Rachel wants to come! I can take her off your hands for the rest of the day if you want! Then you and Blaine could round up some things to do when we are talking to my friends. Or, who knows, maybe you'll have something in common with one of them!" Kurt was holding Peter's arm and continuing to beg him. "Some of them are straight you know?"
"B-but. Blaine! I don't think he wants to go. Do you little buddy?" Peter asked looking down at me with pleading eyes.
Sheet! I'm in the conversation now! What should I say! I wanna seem like a good guy to Kurt but I don't want to make Peter mad.
"I-I," How is it that I am never able to talk around Kurt, "I…think it sounds like fun. And…really, Peter, what's the harm in going? You can…scope out your competition!" I give a tentative smile. Don't hate me Peter!
Peter's eyes closed, and Kurt's eyes (which had been carefully watching Peter) looked towards me for the tiniest of a millisecond, and I could have sworn I saw a grin on his face. Finally! I did something right!
"Please Peter. You'll be my best friend." Kurt said in a joking tone.
Peter chuckled, "I am your best friend." He sighed, "Fine."
Kurt made this squeaking noise as he threw his arms around Peter.
PANG!. Why does Peter get a hug from Kurt? Why not me?
Oh right. He hates me.
Peter hugged him back (PANG) and sighed, "But you have to take Rachel for the rest of the day"
Kurt chuckled as they pulled apart. Finally! Seriously Peter you don't need to grope him… "That will not be a problem."
"All right class!" Mr. Shuster said from the front of the class. We all looked forward to the front of the classroom to begin the lesson.
"Well." He said looking at everyone, "Who wants to go first?"
After a few moments of awkward silence later, Santana's arm was in the air, "Britt Britt and I will go Mr. Shue."
"Awesome." Mr. Shue clapped his hands and went into the audience as Santana and Brittany took the center floor.
"Mmmk. So Britt and I have been working on a lil' number. You all may watch, and be amazed 'cause we rock! Guitar dude HIT IT!" Santana said as the band erupted into a fast beat pop song.
Brittany took a couple (well in rhythm) steps back as Santana started to sing and sway her hips to the song.
I'm feeling sexy and free
Like glitter's raining on me
She wiggled her fingers like rain.
You like a shot of pure gold
I think I'm 'bout to explode
Her hip movements were becoming real dance moves in the center of the floor.
I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
Now I'm breathing like I'm running cause you're taking me there
Don't you know...you spin me out of control
Brittany came up to her side and they sang together.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Santana spun in front of Brittany then melted into the background with the band as Brittany took the chorus of the song.
We can do this all night
Turn this club, skin tight
Baby come on
She motioned for everyone to 'come on'
Pull me like a bass drum
Sparkin' up a rhythm
Baby, come on!
Her smiled widened as she looked across the classroom, and spotted Tina sitting in the corner. She ran up to Tina, grabbed her hand and pulled up from while she sang and they both danced along with the song.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Rock my world into the sunlight
Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
She pointed down as her and Tina bent down causing cat calls from most of the guys. Santana then returned from the band and joined in with their hyper dancing.
Every second is a highlight
When we touch don't ever let me go
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
And they went down one more time. This time Brittany and Tina stepped back as Santana continued with the second verse.
You got me loosing my mind
My heart beats out of time
I'm seeing Hollywood stars
You strike
You strike me like a guitar
She spun herself around and wiped her pony tail around.
I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
Now I'm breathing like I'm running cause you're taking me there
Don't you know...you spin me out of control
She stepped back and dragged Brittany and Tina to the front as they all danced.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Brittany motioned forward, Santana and Tina understood and they ran forward and grabbed the hands of Mercedes and Rachel. They joined in with the dancing as Brittany repeated the chorus.
We can do this all night
Turn this club, skin tight
Baby come on
Pull me like a bass drum
Sparkin' up a rhythm
Baby, come on
Rock my world into the sunlight
Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
Every second is a highlight
When we touch don't ever let me go
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
They all ended in funky poses and then burst out laughing. Santana found Brittany in the huddle of girls and they hugged tightly.
"And that…is how a duet is done!" She announced to everyone as all the girls sat down.
Once Rachel returned to my side I realized something, I needed to talk to her.
"Hey Rach." I said, she looked over at me, "We need to talk."
She stared blankly at me, "Italiano?" She asked.
"That would be rude while people are performing, why don't we just go into the hall."
Once Mr. Shue gave us permission we were safely in the hallway, but I had us walk down the hall a little so we were sure no one could hear us.
"What's up?" she asked me when we stopped.
I huffed a sigh, "I heard you'll be spending the day with…" I gulped, "Kurt" I whispered.
She smiled a devious smile, "Oh yes I am… That reminds me. We still have to fulfill a certain promise I made yesterday."
"Y-You didn't really promise so we really don't-"
"Don't you dare chicken out on me. The plan is simple all I have to do is…" She smiled creepily again. "On second thought. I'm not going to tell you my plans. You will just have to sit back, relax, and watch true love unfold before your very eyes!"
I'm pretty sure I choked when she said 'true love'.
"Now c'mon. I wanna see some of the other performances!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me back into glee club.
As we walked back into the classroom, the big lipped guy…Sam! (That's his name) and the cereal girl, Quinn were getting ready to sing. We quickly sat down as the music started.
I recognized the song immediately (I love The Script!) But I found it strange that they were gunna try to make this song a duet.
Quinn closed her eyes, took a deep breath and began the song.
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just praying to a God that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while he got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even
She looked over at Sam as she sang the next few verses.
His best days will be some of my worst
He finally met a girl that's gonna put him first
While I'm wide awake he's no trouble sleeping
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no
Sam joined in with her as they sang the chorus together.
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces
Quinn looked down to the ground as Sam continued to the next verse.
They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no
Quinn joined in.
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces
Quinn's voice fell silent as Sam sang the bridge with such emotion I think everyone in the audience could feel.
Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh
'Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name.
He sighed and continued, alone.
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while she got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break
No it don't break
No it don't break even no
Quinn found her voice and joined him. She continued with the original chorus while Sam went between some funky vocalizing the lyrics and echoing her.
What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and
What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok
(Oh glad your okay now)
I'm falling to pieces yeah
(Oh I'm glad your okay)
I'm falling to pieces yeah
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
('Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no
They ended up facing each other.
Now I know I may be slow but a song like that does not come from nowhere. Something has happened to these two. I can feel it.
"W-Well thank you Quinn…Sam." Mr. Shue said as they sat down and he stood in front of the class again. "Any other volunteers?" He asked. They volunteered to go? Wow.
"Alright." He sighed. "Talk amongst yourselves till the bell rings."
After a moment of just sitting there I turned to Rachel, to see that she was now deep in conversation with Mercedes and Rachel about later.
Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to find Peter starring down at me.
"Not. Cool. Dude." He said in a flat voice.
"What?" My voice sounded much smaller then I intended.
"You knew I didn't want to go to the open house thing. Why did you take Kurt's side?" He asked.
I swallow. I can't tell him that I like Kurt (like…like like him) he, along with the rest of America, think I'm straight.
"I wanted to make up for him thinking that I, ya' know, have a problem with his…sexuality." Is that the best you can come up with Blaine? Apparently.
But apparently Peter understood, because he nodded and sat back in his seat. "Mmmk. I understand. But you have to suffer with me now."
BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING
The bell went off and everyone was hustling out the door. Once in the hallway, with people starting to clear out, I found Rachel and grabbed her arm. She looked over to me.
"Don't have too much fun without me." I say.
Rachel reached out and squeezed my hand. Mercedes pulled at her arm as she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." She whispered in my ear before disappearing down the hall with Kurt and Mercedes.
"Listen Blaine, I realize you wanna make out with your girlfriend, but we gotta get to class." Peter said from behind me as he clapped a beefy hand on my shoulder.
"Sheisnotmygirlfriend." I mumbled.
"What was that?" he asked.
I huffed, "She is not my girlfriend." I looked back down the hall to where Kurt was standing just seconds ago.
Peter rolled his eyes, "Sure. Now c'mon, we gotta get to gym...like now!" He grabbed my forearm and pulled me away.
I'm not really sure if Rachel's plan is going to work out, they never have before. But I got to have faith, right? Say right please.
Peter pulled me into the gym and said, "Now just sit in the bleachers." before he ran for the locker rooms.
I sigh and start walking to the bleachers, before I heard a cheerful voice ring out from behind me, "Petey's hobbit cousin!" I turn around as the tall blond girl, Brittany, runs up to me.
"Hi Brittany." I say, I'm really trying to be polite but I'm not really in the mood. I'm just too anxious.
"I have to talk to you Blainey." She said (really, I get a nickname?).
I look up to her (yes, she is taller then me) and raise an eyebrow, "Ok. Talk."
She shook her head, "Not here." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the far corned of the gym where nobody was with in a ten meter radius of.
"Ok. Now what?" I ask. Really, I'm still trying to be nice, but I think my tone came out a little harsh because Brittany frowned at me.
"I have a question for you Blainey." She once again smiled. Wow, she smiled a lot.
I sigh, not another autograph. "Ok. Shoot."
"Shooting is wrong! You shouldn't kill innocent things." She sounded very offended. Wow, she is slow.
"N-no." I chuckle, "I mean 'shoot' as in ask the question."
"Then why don't you just say ask the question?"
Omigosh, really? "Just ask the question Brittany. Please?"
She smiled again, "Ok, Blainey. Are you a dolphin?"
"W-what's a dolphin?" I asked the loopy girl in front of me.
"A dolphin is a gay shark. Are you a dolphin?" She asked again.
I'm not a dolphin…or a shark. Unless she means-
"Brittany why would you think that?" I ask.
She looked confused for a second then smiled and said, "'Cause 'Tana said since you weren't into her you must be a dolphin!" I'm not sure that's the word she used though Brittany.
Should I tell her? I mean, who would she tell? I doubt she would even understand me. Wait! Am I crazy! I can't tell anyone! Not even a hopelessly confused girl!
"No. Brittany I am not a dolphin" The words tasted like vinegar.
She looked at me quizzically. "Well…the way you were looking at Kurtsie in Study Hall the other day gave me a different feel. But 'Tana tells me my 'feels' are just me needing to go to the bathroom…. Well I guess I was wrong! Bye Blainey!" She gave me a quick hug before running back to her gym class.
Omigosh.
Omigosh.
Omigosh.
Someone.
Not someone. The most simple minded person in the school, no, the world, just discovered my secret.
My BIGGEST secret.
Oh damn.
Am I that obvious?
(A/N What do you all think? I'm talking to the like…two people that like my work. Please Read and Review! Thank everyone! ~Angel)