All right guys, be prepared: this story is going to be INTENSE!
Tuesday, February 21st, 2012
Everyone trudged through the school, still on school vacation mode. Yesterday was Presidents' Day, and everyone party-hardied. Blaine walked to his locker to get his books. As he turned a corner, someone grabbed him from behind and pinned him against a wall.
"Hey, asshole!" It turns out, one of the hockey players pinned Blaine against the wall. "Wanna tell us why you got slushies banned from this school?"
"Principal Figgins is the one who set that rule." Blaine said, trying to keep calm. "You'll have to take it up with him."
"Hey!" They turned to see Puck marching towards them. "Release the hobbit, or Coach Beiste will hear about you using the barbells as swords."
One of the hockey players walked up to Puck and glared at him. "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me." Puck said just as intimidating.
After a few minutes, the hockey player holding Blaine pushed him against the wall. He and his friends left. "Fag..."
Blaine sighed and stood up. "Thanks, Puck."
"Hey, you took a slushy for my boy Kurt." Puck smiled and patted his shoulder. "That, my friend, makes you one of us, Kovu."
Blaine laughed at the reference. Then he sobered up. "So...why is getting slushies banned my fault?"
"Well, after that rock salt slushy jacked up your eye, parents called the school demanding that slushies be banned." Puck replied. "They don't want to take the chance of their kids getting hospitalized."
"Oh..." Blaine nodded. "Still, the guy that did it doesn't go to our school."
Puck shrugged. "I guess adults care more than we thought they did."
XX
"Hey, Kurt!" Blaine ran up to his boyfriend, who was putting stuff away in his locker.
"Hey." Kurt said warmly. He closed his locker. "What's up?"
"Nothing much." Blaine replied. "So, I was thinking...this Saturday is Regionals, so, maybe this Friday we can 'hang out', if you know what I mean." He winked.
Kurt smiled weakly. "Blaine, you know I'd love to, but...I was just thinking about staying in and going over the songs for Regionals."
"Oh. Okay, we can do that." Blaine smiled and shrugged.
"Maybe." Kurt shrugged.
Blaine studied his boyfriend's face. Kurt wasn't his usual chipper self. "Kurt, is everything okay?"
"Yeah, why?" Kurt asked nonchalantly.
"You've just...been acting weird, that's all." Blaine said honestly.
"I guess I'm just tired."
"Kurt, come on. What is it?" Blaine pleaded. "Is there someone else?"
Kurt just stared at his boyfriend in shock. Blaine cringed at his mistake. "I can't believe you think I'd cheat on you!"
"Well, you had that crush on the Spanish teacher, and that secret admirer..." Blaine pointed out.
"Yes, but I never acted on them!" Kurt argued. "Blaine, I thought I made it clear I'm loyal and faithful to you."
Blaine put his hands up to calm him. "I know. I'm sorry."
The bell rang for class. Kurt sighed. "I'll see you later, Blaine." He walked off.
XXX
Blaine didn't see Kurt all day. He was starting to worry about him. Ever since that slushy incident, he'd been less bubbly and sassy. What was going on? He walked to the choir room hoping to find him, but ran into Rachel instead.
"Oh, hey, Rachel." Blaine greeted.
Rachel was standing next to the piano. She turned and smiled. "Hey, I was just about to call you! We should get some practice in before Glee."
Blaine glanced out the door and turned back to Rachel. "Oh. Okay."
Rachel studied Blaine's face. He looked sad. "Hey, are you okay?"
"I..." Blaine shrugged and smiled, hoping to fend Rachel off, but Rachel seemed to be boring a hole in his mind. He gave in and sighed. "It's this whole Sebastian drama. Mine and Kurt's relationship changed because of it. I just want things back to the way things were before." Emotions were starting to surface, and Blaine tried hard to fight them. "We were so happy before I transferred. I just don't understand how last year was so great, then it all turns to crap the next!"
Rachel sat next to her friend and put a hand on his shoulder. "Blaine, it's okay. We've all been there. Every relationship has their drama...and love triangles apparently."
Blaine chuckled humorlessly. "All I wanted was a gay friend besides Kurt, and I end up hospitalized because of a tampered slushy."
Rachel smiled and shook her head. "Wanna hear something funny? I went through the same thing two years ago."
Blaine raised an eyebrow at Rachel. "You got a rock salt slushy thrown at you by your stalker?"
"Oh, no, not exactly." Rachel replied. "Has Kurt ever told you about Jesse St. James? My ex-boyfriend?"
"A little."
"Well...after he broke up with me because I triple-casted Joey in my Run Joey Run video, he and the rest of his glee group, Vocal Adrenaline ambushed me in the school parking lot. They threw eggs at me." Rachel swallowed at the memory. "Then the guys in glee wanted to get revenge, and we ended up out-funking them. Michael Week kind of reminded me of that."
Blaine looked at Rachel sympathetically. "I'm sorry that happened."
"And I'm sorry you got rock-salt slushied." Rachel said.
"I just wish I could turn back the clock." Blaine sighed. "I can't believe the Warblers betrayed me..."
"I can't either. They seemed so nice last year!" Rachel exclaimed. "What happened?"
"Sebastian happened." Blaine said simply. He paused. "I feel like singing."
"Me, too." Rachel stood. "And I know just the song."
XX
Electronic-style music started playing as Blaine and Rachel walked onstage in the April Rhodes Cvic Pavillion. Blaine wore a black shirt and black pants, Rachel wore a black, low-cut, long-sleeved mini dress. Her hair was in a high ponytail.
Blaine:
I can't believe it's really you
Been so long, you look good
I hear you're doing really well
Don't ask me, let me tell you
How I've been since when you left
Since you left me for dead
Rachel:
Finally every tear has dried
I've wiped you from my life
Blaine:
Do you remember all the times you said you'd call me
'Cause I remember all the reasons people warned me
Rachel:
And now I hear you saying that you still adore me
But if you think I'd ever get with you again
Then you can just
Both:
Love me, love me
Feed the flame
If you want me back again
Burn into the sky
Higher and higher
Baby, can you play with fire
Blaine:
Burn into the sky
Rachel:
Love me, love me
Blaine:
Far into the sky
Rachel:
If you want me
You never know just what you got
'Til it's gone, you freak out
But I'm not falling for that game
Boys like you never change
Blaine:
You made me feel I wasn't enough
Wasn't enough for your love
But it was insecurity that made you run
It wasn't me
Rachel:
So don't you sit there trying to
Give me more excuses
I don't have time for this
I'm off to play in Houston
And I'm too busy with the millions things I'm doing
You can't make up for what you've done
But you still try to be the one
Both:
Love me, love me
Feed the flame
If you want me back again
Burn into the sky
Higher and higher
Baby, can you play with fire
Blaine:
Burn into the sky
Rachel:
Love me, love me
Blaine:
Far into the sky
Rachel:
If you want me
Blaine and Rachel saw their boyfriends at the side of the stage and pulled them to the front.
Blaine:
Ooh, by the way, by the way
I've found someone who gives me space
Keeps me safe
Makes me sane
Rachel gave Finn a plastic egg and Blaine gave Kurt a Quench This cup filled with red confetti and white glitter.
Rachel:
Found someone to take your place
Now I'm safe in his arms
And I decided only he can play with fire
After that last line, Finn threw the egg and Kurt tossed the confetti and glitter towards the audience.
Rachel:
Love me, Love me
Feed the flame
If you want me back again
Blaine:
Burn into the sky
Higher and higher
Baby, can you play with fire
Rachel:
I can't believe it's really you
Blaine:
Love me, love me
Rachel:
I hear you're doing really well
Blaine:
If you want me
Rachel:
Finally every tear has dried
Blaine:
Love me, love me
Rachel:
Can boys like you, boys like you
Blaine:
Play with fire
Everyone applauded.
"You guys should totally do this at Regionals!" Sam called out.
"I wish!" Rachel said, wrapping her arm around Finn's waist. "But we already have four songs."
Finn turned to Rachel. "So...is the song like a bad thing or a good thing?"
Rachel smiled and put her arms around her boyfriend. "Good for you, bad for Jesse." They kissed.
Will just shook his head and smiled. "All right. Let's practice for Regionals."
The song is called Play With Fire by Hilary Duff. I thought it was sort of fitting for not only the St. Berry drama, but also the Kurt-Blaine-Sebastian-Warblers fiasco.
Speaking of the Warblers, next chapter will focus on them.