Back at McKinley High... Kurt was beginning to wonder why he was still at the prom. He had been sitting down practically ever since he got there, where he really was in no mood to socialize with anyone. Everything just seemed to be irritating him, in fact. Yes, his dad had encouraged him to go to have a good time with his friends, but... he wasn't having a good time. He wanted to be out on the dance floor with them all, especially since it seemed like they were having a lot of fun, but...
He just couldn't stop thinking about Dave. He wanted to talk to him. He wanted to see him. He wished so much that Dave would just be there right now, even if it was still awkward between them. But... he wasn't. And Kurt was just sitting by himself, wondering what he was going to do and how he was going to do it. He just felt miserable.
"Enjoying yourself?"
Kurt turned his head to the right and looked up, only to see Miss Rachel Berry standing by the empty chair next to him. She was smiling wide, as she usually did, but he could tell that she was trying to look sympathetic.
Kurt smiled back softly. "I always do," he lied, nodding.
Rachel's expression became more concerned, as she sat down next to him. "Are you okay?"
Slowly, Kurt turned his head back to her, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I mean... I know that you're not since you've been sitting over here all night, but," she corrected herself. "I'm starting to feel depressed for you," she shrugged.
"How unfortunate," Kurt responded nonchalantly.
Rachel sighed, leaning over a little closer to him. "What's going on with you?"
Kurt had been staring out onto the dance floor for the past few moments, where he still didn't look back her way as he replied. "You know what I realized?"
"What's that?" she asked quietly.
Kurt took a deep breath, where his expression seemed to become sad. "I don't know what I'm doing here."
He glanced back towards Rachel, where he smiled sadly. Their friendship had always been... interesting, to say the least. But he was honestly glad that he was able to say that she was his friend.
Rachel parted her lips, as her expression grew more concerned than before. "What's wrong?"
Kurt thought to himself for a few moments. He was so tired of having people ask him that question... and he was even more tired of lying about the answer. He knew it was obvious that everyone could tell that something was wrong, and while his answer for the past few weeks had consisted of complete silence or a simple shrug... he just didn't want to do that anymore.
He lowered his head slightly to look down at the top of the table, shaking his head. "It's Dave," he stated softly.
After a few seconds with a blank expression, Rachel's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. "What about him?"
Moments later, she quickly seemed to put all of the pieces of the puzzle together...
Kurt and Dave had became good friends during the year. Dave had admitted that he was gay to her. Kurt and Dave, out of nowhere, stopped speaking to each other. Shortly thereafter, Kurt and Blaine broke up. And now... here Kurt was, telling her that he was upset because of Dave.
Her mouth had dropped, as she continued to just stare at Kurt, before she was finally able to say anything else. "Are you...?"
Kurt huffed, only to barely shrug. "Forget I said anything."
"Kurt..."
He glanced towards her, smiling sadly again, as he shrugged once more. "I'll be okay," he nodded. "I'm going to go get some air or... something," he stood up from his chair. "I'll be back." He walked towards the doors of the gymnasium to leave.
Rachel watched him until he was out of sight, where she felt someone come up and stand beside her. She looked up to see Finn with a confused expression.
"Is he okay?" he motioned towards the doors that Kurt had just walked out of.
Rachel sighed, shaking her head slowly. "I don't know..."
It was the longest twenty minute drive of Dave Karofsky's life, but he had finally made it to McKinley High. He was worried that someone would stop him from getting inside, since he hadn't bought a prom ticket... but there was no one really watching the door, for whatever reason. He walked into the gymnasium, immediately glancing all around in an attempt to find Kurt. There were way too many people on the dance floor, so he decided to look around towards the tables first.
He noticed more and more people glancing his way with confused expressions on their faces. He didn't blame them, really. He knew that he was sticking out like a sore thumb, especially since he was dressed in his khaki cargos, blue t-shirt, and a black zip sweater. But none of that mattered. He just needed to find Kurt.
Dave continued walking around, as he was beginning to look between the people on the dance floor. He was becoming more and more frustrated, until he finally heard someone call out his name from behind him.
"Dave?"
He turned around quickly, only to be greeted by the small group of Rachel, Finn, Mercedes, and her boyfriend.
Dave flashed them a fake smile, sliding his hands deep into his pockets. "Hey, guys."
Mercedes raised an eyebrow, as she glanced over him. "Okay, one... what are you doing here? And two... what are you wearing?"
He shrugged lightly, not really caring to reply to either of her questions. "Do you know where Kurt is?"
"He said that he needed to get some air," Rachel spoke up quickly, nodding towards Dave. "But... that was a little while ago," she sounded concerned. "I'm not sure where he is." She knew that something was definitely going on between Kurt and Dave now, and she was hoping that they could figure it out.
Dave glanced around again, taking a deep breath.
Mercedes crossed her arms. "I don't know if this has anything to do with you two not talking lately, but hopefully you can do something to cheer that boy up," she shook her head in irritation. "He's just been sitting down for the whole night so far."
"Are you sure that he's still here?" Dave asked quickly, as he became worried that he may have missed Kurt completely. "You don't think that he would've left, do you?"
Finn's eyebrows furrowed together, where he shook his own head. "No, I don't think so... we all came together."
Dave nodded briefly. "Thanks," he mumbled, as he walked away without saying anything else.
Slowly, Finn awkwardly turned his head towards Rachel, shrugging. "What's up with him?"
Rachel watched Dave for a moment, before she looked over. "I don't know," she replied quietly, looking just as concerned as ever.
Kurt stood in the open doorway of the choir room, as he glanced around and thought back on a lot of the things that had happened there during the last three years. He smiled softly to himself, thinking back to sophomore year when he had first joined glee club. The original five's rendition of 'Sit Down, You're Rocking The Boat' really was crap, to be honest. But, over time, things changed... people came in, people left... and yet, they all ended up being kind of like a big family. This, of course, included the bickering and fighting that usually comes with a family, but the past three years were definitely memorable.
Knowing that graduation was only a few weeks away left a bittersweet feeling inside Kurt. He was so excited to move on to bigger and better things... but he knew what he'd be leaving behind. He knew that he'd only be performing with New Directions once more at Nationals before they all went their separate ways. Of course, they'd try and keep in touch, especially with the likes of Facebook and texting making it much more easier to communicate. But... it would never really be the same.
Kurt smiled one last time, taking one last look around the choir room, before he turned around and began to walk down the hallway slowly. He crossed his arms as he walked, looking around towards the lockers and the posters that hung on the walls. While there had been a lot of things that occurred in those hallways that he'd never like to relive ever again... he was definitely going to miss McKinley High.
He was going to miss the drama that was always present in Finn and Rachel's relationship. He was going to miss gossiping with Mercedes about practically anything and everything. He was going to miss Santana's bitchy attitude, though he knew that she definitely had a good side in there that he enjoyed seeing every now and then. He was going to miss Mr. Schue's horrible dance routines and his many vests. He was just going to miss so much...
Kurt stopped for a moment, right near Dave's locker. He took a few steps closer, reaching his right hand out to play with the lock. He thought back on the few times that he had talked with Dave, right there, during the past year. He remembered when he had first tried to encourage him to join glee club... and he remembered the few times where he had waited for Dave right there, so that Dave could walk him to class.
Turning his body slightly, Kurt leaned back against the lockers and smiled to himself once again. He knew that he had been lying to himself for so long. He had started liking Dave way back in the beginning of the year... long before he had finally admitted it to himself, at least. It wasn't a question of whether or not he wanted to be with Dave... he knew that he did. He just didn't feel like he'd be able to hide the fact that he was with him, especially if it was going to take Dave awhile longer to come out to everyone else.
It wasn't fair to Dave. Kurt couldn't expect him to just come out right away... and Kurt knew that. Dave needed to be ready. He needed to show Kurt that he was ready.
Kurt was just so afraid that Dave would end up doing something that he wasn't prepared for... and it just wasn't fair to him.
Sighing to himself, Kurt glanced down the hall to his left, where he heard the loud music coming from the gymnasium. He had been away from everyone for much longer than he had intended, so he decided that it would probably be a good idea to get back to the prom. He began walking slowly once more, repeating his dad's words to himself in his head. He knew that it was one of the last times that he'd get to spend with his friends... and he knew that he needed to really try to have a good time with them.
Kurt went around the corner, only to stop abruptly, once he saw who was standing there.
"David..." Kurt skipped a breath.
Dave's expression was tense, where he appeared to be breathing hard, as if he had just been running around. He didn't say anything, yet he kept his gaze right on Kurt.
Kurt immediately began to wonder if he had gone crazy and if he was just imagining that Dave was right there. He glanced over Dave's face for a few moments, attempting to read the expression that he saw there. He wanted to say something else... anything else... but nothing seemed to come out.
Dave finally seemed to be able to catch his breath, though he still had yet to say anything. He licked his top lip once, as if he, too, had no idea of what to say.
Parting his lips slightly, Kurt's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. "What are you doing here?" he finally let out quietly.
"I just..." Dave began, taking a few steps closer to Kurt. He had spent almost every single minute since he had left the Lima Bean thinking about what he would say to Kurt once he saw him. But now that Kurt was right in front of him... he seemed to forget everything. "I just ran into Blaine," he swallowed hard.
Kurt held his breath, as his eyes widened. He definitely wasn't expecting to hear that... and he had absolutely no idea of what he could even say now. He looked away towards the floor, taking in the fact that Dave knew. He knew about the break-up. He knew... and he had came all the way to McKinley to tell Kurt...
Dave paused for a few moments, before he slowly began to shake his head. "Why didn't you tell me?"
As his throat was tightening up, Kurt cleared it in an attempt to be able to speak properly. He felt tears building up, where he tried to blink them away, but... it was no use. He finally glanced back up, shrugging. "I don't know," he murmured, shaking his own head. "I didn't even know what to say to you."
Dave took a deep breath, where he seemed to relax a little bit. He turned his head to the right, towards the door to a classroom that was there, as he tried to remember everything that he had wanted to say. He slid both of his hands into the pockets of his khaki cargos awkwardly, cocking his head to the side. It was funny... he knew exactly what he was going to say ten minutes ago, but now- he was at a loss for words.
"Look," Dave closed his eyes momentarily, "I know that we said that we wouldn't be alone together anymore. And I'm sorry that I'm here now," he nodded. "But... awhile back, you told me that I shouldn't regret anything," he shook his head. "And I just know that I'd regret graduating and having you go off to New York without telling you how much I wanna be with you."
Kurt bit his bottom lip softly, as he silently hoped that this wasn't all just a dream. He wanted to tell Dave everything. He wanted to tell Dave the truth... How he wanted to be with him. How he felt exactly the same way. How he was so scared to give him a chance. Just... everything.
"Maybe I don't deserve you," Dave continued, shrugging slightly. "Maybe everybody else would say the same thing. And maybe you won't give me a chance, but... I don't wanna let you go."
A tear fell from one of Kurt's eyes, where it slowly slid down his right cheek. He licked his upper lip quickly, swallowing hard, yet never letting his gaze leave Dave's face. "I'm just scared..." he smiled sadly.
Dave let out a shaky breath, as he began to nod. "I'm scared too," he replied softly. He glanced down towards the floor, taking a deep breath, before he looked back up. "I know that I'm not out to everybody yet... but I wanna be," he nodded once again. "And I'm ready to be... especially if it means that I get to be with you."
Kurt felt another tear fall. He wanted to be able to tell Dave everything that he had been thinking and feeling for so long now, but his throat was so tightened up that he felt like he couldn't get anything out.
"I know that maybe a lot of people aren't gonna get it after everything... and maybe they'll say a bunch of stuff to me... or to us, but," Dave shook his head briefly. "None of that's gonna matter to me if I have you."
Knowing that he needed to tell Dave about what he was afraid of by giving him a chance, Kurt brought his left hand up and wiped the tears away from his right cheek. He sniffed once, where he slowly began to shake his head. "I just... I don't want you to feel like you're being pushed," he shrugged lightly. "I just won't be able to handle you regretting it later."
Dave's expression became sad instantly, as he shook his own head. "I won't," he replied softly. He seemed to want to say more right then, as his lips parted and came together a few times, though he eventually glanced back down towards the floor. He took one of his hands out of his pockets, bringing it up to rub the back of his neck.
Kurt could hear Dave sniffing a few times, as if trying to calm himself down, so that he could look back up and continue speaking.
Dave finally glanced back up, sliding his hand back into his pocket. He shrugged lightly, looking a little defeated, as he tried to smile softly. "Maybe I don't know exactly how you feel right now... maybe I don't know how you really feel about me," he shook his head, looking right into Kurt's eyes. "But I know how I feel about you... and I know what I want with you."
Attempting to softly smile back at Dave through his tears, Kurt slowly began to nod briefly. He knew that Dave still wasn't sure of how Kurt really felt about him or what he really wanted with him... but he knew that he owed that much to Dave now.
"I'd never want you to have to hide anything... just like I did for so long," Dave continued, shaking his head. He hoped that Kurt believed that he was being honest. He felt like one of the main reasons as to why he was finally out to so many people was because of Kurt and Kurt's support... and he felt like he'd be able to do anything because of those same reasons. "You won't make me feel like I'm being pushed," he repeated.
Kurt glanced over Dave's face, where he smiled softly again and shrugged lightly. "I used to," he huffed, looking towards the floor momentarily, as he shook his head. "I used to be by myself... and I'd be thinking about everything," he paused. "I'd think about you... and how I felt about you," he nodded. "And I'd just feel like... maybe nothing was ever supposed to happen between us after everything."
Dave kept his gaze on Kurt, though his sad expression didn't change.
"But now," Kurt swallowed once before continuing. "Now, all I can think about is how much I want to be with you... and how I don't want anything else."
Dave's breathing picked up, where his eyes narrowed slightly. "You mean that?"
"Yeah," Kurt replied softly, nodding.
Dave lowered his head once again, focusing on the floor. He wanted so much to just ask Kurt if he could have a chance, but... maybe it was too soon. Maybe Kurt still needed a little bit of time, especially since Kurt had just found out that Blaine had just told him about their break-up.
His eyes shot over to the left and the right across the floor quickly, where he still appeared to be upset. Dave glanced back up to Kurt, shaking his head. "We don't have to figure this all out tonight, you know... I mean, if you're not ready," he added. "I can just give you time, if you need it," he nodded. "And then we can just talk tomorrow or next week or... whenever you're ready."
Kurt glanced over Dave's face once again, where his expression became sad. It wasn't what he wanted. He didn't need more time to think about it. He just wanted Dave.
"Is that what you want?" Kurt finally asked quietly.
"No," Dave immediately responded, shaking his head. He huffed towards himself, closing his eyes momentarily. "The only reason why I was okay with not being alone with you anymore is because..." he trailed off, shrugging. "I was just so afraid that I'd do something stupid again."
Kurt wasn't exactly sure of what Dave had meant by that, where his eyebrows seemed to furrow together.
Dave cocked his head to the side slightly, smiling sadly once more. "I just," he swallowed. "I just see you... and all I can think about is how much I wanna kiss you again."
Kurt's lips parted, though he was still unable to say anything back.
"I wanna be there for you," Dave nodded slowly. "And I wanna take care of you and protect you... and I wanna make sure that nobody ever hurts you."
Kurt smiled back through his few tears. "What if I want the same thing?"
Dave's eyes seemed to brighten, as he opened his mouth a little wider to let out a deep breath that he had been holding in. "I... I just want you to be sure," he nodded quickly, smiling. "I mean, I don't want you to wake up tomorrow and regret it or whatever. So... you know, if you're not completely sure, then maybe we should just wait a few days or... something?" he rambled unsurely.
It only took a few seconds before Kurt began to shake his head. "I don't want to wait anymore," he smiled again. He took a few steps over, where he threw his arms around Dave's neck and pulled him closer to press their lips together.
Dave let out a soft whimper, though he immediately wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, pulling him even closer, as he kissed back completely.
Kurt finally felt what he had known was always going to be there... Sparks. Fireworks. Something that was electric- which he couldn't even explain, yet had never felt before with anyone else. This is how he had always wanted to feel. This is how he knew he deserved to feel. He felt safe and protected... and loved. And he knew that Dave felt exactly the same way.
After a few moments, they both pulled back slightly to try and catch their breaths.
Dave had a lopsided grin on his face, as if he were dazed from the kiss, where he leaned his forehead forward a little to rest it against Kurt's.
Kurt smiled back, letting his hands unclasp from around Dave's neck and slide down to settle against his chest.
"You just kissed me, right?" Dave laughed lightly.
Kurt laughed back. "I did, yeah," he continued smiling, biting his bottom lip softly.
Dave nodded, lowering his gaze down to Kurt's lips. He looked back up, raising one of his eyebrows suggestively. "Can we do that again?"
"Please," Kurt smirked.
"'Kay," Dave smiled, raising his hands up to place them onto both sides of Kurt's face, bringing their lips together once more.
Dave had definitely been more ready this time compared to before, as this kiss was making Kurt feel a bit weak in the knees. He smiled against Dave's lips, causing Dave to pull back again, where his usual goofy grin returned.
"I forgot to say hi to you earlier," Dave cocked his head to the side. "So... hi."
"Hi there," Kurt smiled.
One of Dave's eyebrows shot up again, as he cleared his throat, glancing away momentarily. "So, um... am I your boyfriend now or?"
Kurt laughed lightly. "If you want to be, yeah," he nodded. "I mean... we could just be friends who happen to kiss like that... a lot... all the time," he smirked. "But it's up to you."
"I'm good with being your boyfriend, actually," Dave laughed.
Kurt nodded, still smirking. "Okay, sounds good."
They kept on smiling towards each other for a few more moments, never letting themselves look away.
Though neither noticed, nor would probably remember, they had been standing in front of the French classroom, which just happened to be the same place where they had stood almost a year earlier... Dave had walked Kurt to class as part of the Bully Whips protection, only to break down and apologize to him. Ironically, Dave's last words to Kurt seemed to have much more meaning now... Remember, wait for me here, alright?
Dave's smile softened, as if he were thinking about something to himself. He took a deep breath, where both of his eyebrows shot up quickly. "Come with me," he said quietly, pressing against the small of Kurt's back.
Kurt began to walk with Dave down the hallway, though he wasn't sure of exactly where Dave was going to be taking him. "Where are we going?"
Dave just glanced over momentarily and smirked, though he didn't reply.
They eventually ended up getting closer to the doors of the gymnasium, where Kurt stopped abruptly and grabbed Dave's wrist. "David," he stated firmly.
"Yeah?" Dave asked nonchalantly.
Kurt looked towards him, wide-eyed. "What are we doing?"
Dave let out a loud breath, where he smiled ever so slightly. He brought his right hand up and rubbed the back of his neck nervously, as he looked pretty much anywhere other than Kurt. "I, uh... I owe you a dance," he shrugged.
Kurt could tell that his mouth had dropped open a little bit, while he was unsure of what to say. "Um, David," he huffed in nervous amusement. "I know that you're all happy and excited at the moment, but... really, we don't have to do this right now," he shook his head.
"I want to," Dave nodded. Although he appeared to be nervous, he also seemed to be determined.
"Um..." Kurt began, clearing his throat. "Honestly, I didn't expect you to just go ahead and do something like this right away," he smiled awkwardly, nodding back.
Dave smiled at Kurt sincerely, as he began to shake his head. "I don't care what they're gonna say about me. All that they're gonna see is me dancing with you," he laughed. "It's not like I'm going in there to make a speech."
Kurt shook his head, letting out another huff. "David-"
"We only have a few weeks left of school anyways," Dave interrupted. "I swear. I can deal with it and I don't care... I'll be fine," he attempted to reassure Kurt.
Kurt was still smiling softly, though he gave Dave a look of concern. While, of course, he didn't want to have to hide his relationship with Dave, he definitely wasn't expecting for Dave to purposefully be trying to grab everyone's attention either. Still though... how could he say no to that face?
"I have you, right?" Dave asked, grinning once more. "Please?"
Letting out a soft sigh, Kurt felt himself begin to nod.
They both walked through the doors together slowly, where a few people glanced their way, but didn't really have any sort of reaction. Though- why would they? Kurt thought to himself. There was a fast song playing at the moment, and Dave made no indication of walking towards the dance floor. Kurt just gazed around at everyone with wide-eyes, wondering if Dave had already changed his mind.
Suddenly, the song changed into more of a slow one, where Dave glanced over to Kurt. He let out a shaky breath, though the soft smile didn't leave his face. He took a step closer, motioning towards the dance floor and all of the swaying couples with his head. "Follow me," he stated, as he began walking towards them.
Kurt had a worried expression on his face, though he immediately began to follow behind Dave. He caught a few people looking their way as they passed, where most had confused looks on their faces. Since he was so focused on Dave, Kurt didn't even let them bother him, though.
Looking a little ways ahead, Kurt noticed that Finn and Rachel had stopped dancing, as they were both just staring at them. Rachel seemed to be smiling slightly, where Finn's eyebrows were just wrinkled together.
"What's going on?" Finn asked, as Dave and Kurt were passing them.
All Kurt had time to do was to shrug lightly, before he continued following Dave until they were close to the middle of the floor.
Dave stopped and turned back around to face Kurt, only to glance towards everyone and let out a deep breath. His eyes were wide, as if he may have been second guessing himself, though he still looked back at Kurt with determination.
Kurt just pursed his lips together, as he was attempting to not laugh in nervousness. They were both just standing there, awkwardly looking towards each other, yet neither making any sort of move to do anything.
Nodding slightly, Kurt quickly raised one of his eyebrows. "Are you sure that you want to do this?"
Dave nodded back. "Yeah, I'm sure," his voice cracked. He laughed lightly at it, shaking his head, as if it would help him to get rid of his nerves. "You gonna keep asking me?"
Kurt glanced down towards the floor, laughing. He didn't know why he felt so nervous... maybe he was just nervous for Dave.
Dave took another deep breath, where he focused on Kurt. "So," he began, with a lopsided grin. "Are you gonna dance with me or do I have to dance with myself?"
Shrugging, Kurt laughed again and took a step closer. "Okay..." he said unsurely.
"Okay," Dave replied more firmly. He cleared his throat nervously, taking a few steps towards Kurt.
They both raised their arms up towards each other awkwardly, attempting to figure out where to place their hands on one another. Kurt huffed in amusement, shaking his head.
Dave just laughed, grabbing onto both of Kurt's wrists. "Here," he stated, guiding Kurt to put his hands behind Dave's neck.
Settling his own hands on both of Kurt's hips, Dave began to slow dance with him along with everyone else on the dance floor. He could feel that his face was turning red, though he saw that Kurt's did a little bit, too. This was something that he knew he needed to do, and he definitely wasn't going to be running out of the gymnasium now.
Dave cleared his throat once again, grinning awkwardly. "Hi, again," he laughed.
"Hi," Kurt replied.
He smiled softly at Dave, who seemed to be only allowing himself to gaze right back at Kurt, and nothing else. Kurt felt really proud of him, at that moment. And while he loved the fact that Dave was ignoring everything else around them, Kurt was curious as to whether people were looking at them or not.
Kurt glanced around quickly, noticing that there were, in fact, a lot of people staring at them. Some were smiling, such as most of the members of New Directions that he could see... while others appeared to either have confused or offensive expressions on their faces. Kurt really didn't care, though. He was dancing with Dave in front of everybody, and Dave was staying right there with him.
"Are people looking?" Dave finally asked.
"Um," Kurt nodded briefly. "They are, but... I'm going to go ahead and guess that it's just because of your clothing choice for this evening."
Dave smirked, shaking his head. "What?" he asked dramatically. "Should I have gone home to change first?"
Kurt shrugged lightly. "No, but... you could've at least put on your clip-on tie," he joked.
"Ah," Dave laughed. "A clip-on tie with my t-shirt... I'm sure you would've appreciated that."
Kurt laughed back, as he shook his head. "It would've been a good look for you, definitely."
They continued slow dancing for a few more moments, keeping their focus on each other, rather than anything else.
Kurt glanced over Dave's face a few times, smiling softly. "You okay?"
Dave nodded quickly. "Yeah, I'm fine." After a few seconds, Dave's expression became curious, where he cocked his head to the side slightly.
"What?" Kurt asked.
"I just," Dave smirked. "I just thought that you said that I wasn't your type."
Kurt laughed lightly, shaking his head again. "Yeah... I kind of lied about that," he nodded.
"Good," Dave replied, smiling.
Kurt seemed to forget where they were right then... He was dancing with Dave. His boyfriend. And he felt happier than he ever had before. It was an amazing feeling that he didn't even know if he'd ever be able to describe to anyone.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kurt saw someone and glanced towards the right. Standing there was Strando and his prom date, where Strando was just staring at him and Dave with a slightly disgusted look on his face. Kurt raised an eyebrow, with an irritated look coming to his face.
Dave decided to follow Kurt's gaze over to see the other jock. He narrowed his eyes at him, though all he did was quickly give him a bro-nod. "'Sup?"
Strando scoffed lightly, shaking his head, as he grabbed his date's hand and walked away.
Kurt snorted, shaking his head once more. "Well... I think that it's going to be an interesting last few weeks," he smiled.
"Yeah, definitely," Dave smiled back, nodding briefly.
"Think they'll make us prom royalty again?" Kurt asked in fake excitement.
Dave just laughed. "Oh, I sure hope so..."