I ain't laying down baby, I ain't going down.
Kurt and Blaine sat on the floor of the loft with about fifty different pieces of sheet music scattered on the floor around them. It was two weeks until they both had big vocal exams at NYADA and they needed to pick songs.
"Do you have any idea what you're doing yet?" Blaine asked Kurt.
"I think I'm going to go more of a Sondheim or Broadway direction than a mainstream pop charts direction," he said. He picked up several pieces of music, tidied them, and placed them neatly on the coffee table in a discard pile. "You're doing Katy Perry, right?" Kurt asked.
"Why do you automatically assume I'm doing a Katy Perry song?" Blaine asked.
"Because it's your niche. It's literally been your niche since the day we met. And you've only done Katy or stuff similar for all of your NYADA performances," Kurt said.
"Well, if you really knew me so well, you would know that I wasn't planning on doing a Katy Perry song, or anything that's been on the charts in the last forty years, actually," Blaine said. "And I would appreciate it if you wouldn't assume things about me."
Kurt looked up at him over a piece of sheet music from "The King and I." "Wow. Sorry. I didn't realize you felt so strongly," Kurt said.
"I want to break out of that shell, not crawl further into it," Blaine said.
"Well, do you want some help with that?" Kurt asked.
Blaine studied the music that was still sitting in front of him. "Sure," he said. He picked up two different Beatles songs and showed them to Kurt. "Which one do you think would suit my voice the best?" he asked.
"'Let it Be.' Definitely," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. "I kind of thought so, too," he said. "Do you want some help picking your song?" he asked.
"Nah, I'm going to stress out until the night before and then pick in a blind panic. It's what I usually do," Kurt said. Blaine laughed.
"I should have known." They pulled out Blaine's old keyboard and Kurt listened to Blaine practice his song.