Hey everyone! I'm writing more Klaine! Yay!

I'm so obsessed, everytime I hear a song that's relevant, I imagine them singing it :)

I don't own Glee (sadly) or Dalton (by the amazing CP Coulter) or Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri (I wish)

If you haven't read Dalton GO DO IT NOW! it's the best ever! And that's where most of these characters are from.

Thanks for all the favorites and alerts on my other Klaine-fic! There has been a request for a sequel, does anyone have any suggestions?

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A few days had passed since Kurt and Blaine made up after their fight. They decided to audition together for the next performance. They were both still upset with Logan and since talking to him didn't seem to solve anything, they were going to sing to him.

Mr. Harvey called them up to audition.

Blaine sat on the piano bench, hands poised over the keys waiting for Kurt to begin.

Kurt stood there for a moment, then looked up directly into Logan's eyes and started singing.

I know I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most

The look on Logan's face told Kurt that he knew exactly what was going on, though he continued to watch with an interested expression on his face.

I learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time

Blaine was staring determinately at the keys, but as he took a breath to join Kurt on the chorus, he glanced at Logan, showing that they both meant every word they sang.

And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

Blaine continued the next verse as a solo, all of the emotions he kept to himself from the past few days, the past few years, coming out in his voice.

I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms

I've learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time

The boys sang the chorus together again, Blaine harmonizing with Kurt's melody.

And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

Kurt took a step forward, pain showing in his voice as he recalled when he thought he lost Blaine.

It took so long just to feel alright

Remember how to put back the light in my eyes Kurt sang looking at Blaine with a small smile.

Blaine nodded in acknowledgment with a smile of his own, then looked back at Logan, words he thought he never could say finally coming out.

I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back

Kurt's countertenor soared along in harmony with Blaine's powerful voice for the chorus.

And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all

And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
The boys sang the last line in perfect pitch with each other, holding out the last note. Blaine sang by himself, looking at Logan sadly.
Who do you think you are?
Kurt finished quietly, a slightly incredulous look on his face.

Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?

The rest of the Warblers knew exactly what was going on and waited for retaliation, a commotion, anything, but Logan just looked at the two Windsor boys. He stood up, never breaking eye contact. Reed gasped quietly hoping nothing bad was about to happen.

To everyone's shock, Logan gave one nod and left the room. A few of the Stuart boys followed him. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other, confused, not really sure what to say. The Tweedles grinned as Mr. Harvey flipped through his audition papers awkwardly, trying to figure out how to move along with the process.

Thankfully Ms. Medel seemed to have a handle on the situation. "That was beautiful, boys. Reed? How about you go next."

Reed's eyes comically widened as he shuffled to the front of the room, much to his dismay.