"Hi, Finn," Rachel chirped, leaning against the wall of lockers near Finn's.
"I picked a song to sing for you," he said soberly.
"Oh yeah?" she asked brightly, oblivious to the sadness in his eyes. "Well, what is it?"
"Uh, you'll see," he answered, closing his locker. I just picked it thinking about the talk we had on Monday." He started towards glee club.
"Monday? You mean about me… leaving?" She hurried to keep up with his long strides.
"Yeah. I remember what you said, and what we agreed last year in New York, but still." He paused, reaching the choir room door. "Just listen."
"Okay," she said slowly, worried of what was on his mind. He headed to the front of the room, and she sat in the first row next to her friends.
"Put your hands together for our second performer this week, Finn!" Mr. Shue said. The kids clapped politely as the music began to play.
"So far away from where you areThese miles have torn us worlds apartAnd I miss youYeah, I miss youSo far away from where you areStanding underneath the starsAnd I wish you were here…"
Rachel recognized the song right away, her eyes widening. Kurt did the same. He glanced at her, wondering what she did to Finn to make him choose this ballad.
"I miss the years that were erased I miss the way the sunshine would light up your faceI miss all the little things I never thought that they'd mean everything to meYeah, I miss youAnd I wish you were hereI feel the beating of your heartI see the shadows of your faceJust know that wherever you areYeah, I miss youAnd I wish you were here
I miss the years that were erasedI miss the way the sunshine would light up your faceI miss all the little thingsI never thought that they'd mean everything to meYeah, I miss youAnd I wish you were hereSo far away from where you areThese miles have torn us worlds apartAnd I miss youYeah, I miss youAnd I wish you were here."
The members of the club clapped, all of them wondering what Kurt had been. They stared at Rachel curiously, but she didn't notice. Rachel sniffled, wiping away her tears. She stood and hugged Finn tightly.
Santana cocked her head for a moment, then rolled her eyes. "Hate to interrupt this disgustingly lovey-dovey moment for you two, but it's my turn now," she drawled.
"Yes it is," Mr. Shue agreed, pulling Rachel and Finn apart before they could engage in even more PDA. Finn begrudgingly took his seat next to his girlfriend as Santana positioned herself in the front.
"I'd like to sing this song for Brittany," she explained, her voice candy-coated. "Babe, I know you're going through a hard time, but I just want you to know you're not a lone. You've got me, and everybody in this room." She gestured to her friends, and they all smiled. "We love you, Brit, and that's what matters. Not those dumb bullies. We're the ones who matter."
"Hot temper with the shortest fuse...youSuch a mess with an attitude...you Working hard but you're paying' more... youNever talk 'cause you don't have to, youGotta job but you hate the man whoTakes it all like "Uncle Sam"I want youYou, you, you,You, you, youI, I, I, I, I, II want youOut of gas, so you walk for miles toPick me up in your worn out shoes, youNever settle, never take too much, youCount on me just like I count on youKiss me, like when I first saw youFigured out I couldn't be without youYou, you, you,You, you, you, youI, I, I, I, I, I I want youI want you, you, youYou, you, you, youI, I, I, I, I, II want youYou, you, you,You, you, you, youI, I, I, I, I, I I want youI want you, you, youYou, you, you, youI, I, I, I, I, II, I want, I want, I want, I wantNo one else will doNo one makes me smile No one gets me howNo one else isYou, you, youI want you, you, youYou, you, you, youI, I, I, I, I, II want youI want you, you, youYou, you, you, youI, I, I, I, I, II want youI, I, I want youI, I want youYou and me walking' togetherScrewing up for worse or for betterYou, you, you,You, you, you, youI, I, I, I, II, I want you."
Brittany let out a "whoop" at the end of the song, causing the whole class to laugh.
"Great job, Santana!" Mr. Shue praised. He took her essay from her. "Time for you guys to get to class- but I'll see you this afternoon."
"Puckerman, have you picked out my song for glee club yet?" Lauren Zizes asked her boyfriend during study hall.
Puck rose from the computers in the library. "Yeah, I have. I took Rachel's advice to use songs from musicals, and these are my top three favorites."
She snatched the list away and scanned it. "Show tunes? No. There's no way I'm singing these."
"No, but look," he said, taking the list and pointing to it. "All of these songs are about sex. See? Number one- "Reproduction" from Grease Two. Number two- "Bitch of the Living" from Spring Awakening. And number three- "Give Into Me" from Country Strong."
She narrowed her eyes, looking at the titles again. "Sex? Really?"
"Yeah, babe. They're from musicals, but they're so us. Mr. Shue will have to approve. So what do you say?" He looked into her eyes, and she grinned.
"I think you're the best boyfriend ever," she announced.
"Happy Wednesday," Rachel said sarcastically, sitting down at a table next to Mercedes, Blaine, and Cara.
Mercedes snorted. "I know we're only half-way through this week, but I can't wait for it to end. She leaned across the lunch table to Blaine. "When are you and Kurt getting back together?" she whispered.
"I don't know," he said simply, smiling at Cara mischievously.
Mercedes furrowed her brow, but once Kurt sat down, she leaned back pretended she hadn't been talking to him. Kurt looked Blaine up and down with a frown, not saying a word.
Blaine got up from the table, and Cara followed. "See you guys in glee club," he said, too cheerfully.
"Be there in ten minutes," Cara added, walking away with Blaine.
Kurt watched them until they left the courtyard. God, he missed Blaine. He wished he could be in on the little secret he knew those two were hiding.
"Have you made up your mind on what to sing?" Rachel asked Kurt, bringing him back to reality.
"I've narrowed it down to 'Brown Eyes' by Lady Gaga," Kurt said matter-of-factly.
"But Blaine has hazel eyes," Mercedes objected.
"Who says I'm singing the song about Blaine?" Kurt scoffed. "I'm perfectly capable of singing a sad song without having a muse."
Rachel and Mercedes exchanged a doubtful look, but Kurt ignored it. "After all," he continued, "I don't need Blaine. I was just fine last year on my own and I'll be just fine now."
"Um, actually, you weren't fine," Rachel said lightly. "You were pretty much at your breaking point. Blaine came at the perfect time."
Kurt glared at her, and she retreated. "Let's go," Rachel stated, pushing up from the table and leading her to best friends to glee club.
When they reached the choir room, they were the last to arrive. They took their usual seats in the front row. Blaine looked down at Kurt, but his ex-boyfriend did anything to not meet his eyes.
Mr. Shue didn't bother to give an introduction this time, knowing that the kids would just shoot him down again. Blaine didn't explain his song choice; he just started singing.
"Comparisons are easily doneOnce you've had a taste of perfectionLike an apple hanging from a treeI picked the ripest oneI still got the seed…"
Kurt knew right away that the song by Blaine's favorite artist was meant for him. He turned around to look at Cara, who smiled knowingly in return. So this is what they had been so secretive about.
"You said move on Where do I go?I guess second bestIs all I will know…"
To Kurt's surprise, Cara and Tina joined Blaine in the front. They began to sway and sing back-up, both smirking at Kurt's dropped jaw."'Cause when I'm with himI am thinking of youThinking of you What you would do ifYou were the one Who was spending the nightOh, I wish that IWas looking into your eyes
You're like an Indian summerIn the middle of winterLike a hard candy With a surprise centerHow do I get betterOnce I've had the bestYou said there'sTons of fish in the waterSo the waters I will testHe kissed my lipsI taste your mouthHe pulled me in I was disgusted with myself
'Cause when I'm with himI am thinking of youThinking of you What you would do ifYou were the one Who was spending the nightOh, I wish that IWas looking into…"The music picked up, but Blaine didn't take his eyes off Kurt.
"You're the bestAnd yes, I do regretHow I could let myselfLet you goNow the lesson's learnedI touched it I was burnedOh, I think you should know'Cause when I'm with himI am thinking of youThinking of you What you would do ifYou were the one Who was spending the nightOh, I wish that IWas looking into your eyesLooking into your eyes Looking into your eyesOh, won't you walk through And bust in the door And take me awayOh, no more mistakes'Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay…"
Everybody in the club applauded, knowing this song meant that Kurt and Blaine might get together soon.
Blaine looked at Kurt pleadingly; this was his apology. Kurt closed his eyes and shook his head. Blaine's face fell, and he dejectedly made his was back to his spot by Cara.
"What was that?" Mercedes hissed. "He just sang you one of the best break-up songs, and you reject him?"
"I still have to sing too," Kurt whispered back. "This might change my original plans, but either way, I will not make my decision until I sing my song."
Both Mercedes and Rachel rolled their eyes. Cara watched the three from a row back, biting her lip. She knew they were up to something that involved Blaine. She couldn't help but feel caught in between her brother and her new friends. Blaine would never make her choose- she knew that- but if Kurt kept the break-up going, he might stop talking to Cara as well. She just couldn't wait for this all to end.
"Good job, Blaine," Mr. Shue praised. He too looked at Kurt's face, hoping to see a lovesick expression. He was let down. "Sam, you said you wanted to go next…?"
"Yeah, Mr. Shue," Sam replied, getting up from his chair. Cara twisted her hands together nervously. She wasn't sure if she could handle watching Sam serenade Quinn so soon. Sam took his guitar out of his case. He needed to keep it at school because his parents didn't know his friends had bought it back for him.
He pulled the strap over his neck and stood in the front of the room. "I'll be singing 'Lovebug' by the Jonas Brothers," he said, blushing. Quinn smiled sweetly from a few seats down from Cara. Even though the artists targeted the song to children, it was still a beautiful love song.
He began to softly strum on the guitar, looking down.
"Called you for the first time yesterdayI finally found the missing part of meI felt so close but you were far awayLeft me without anything to say…"
Sam looked up, but instead of looking at Quinn, he looked at Cara, his blue eyes smiling.
"Now I'm speechless over the edge, I'm just breathlessI never thought that I'd catch this Lovebug againHopeless, head over heels in the momentI never thought that I'd get hit by this Lovebug again
I can't get your smile out of my mind-"
Finn sang back-up, but he didn't even get up from his chair next to Rachel.
"I can't get you out of my mind…"
"I think about your eyes all the timeYou're beautiful but you don't even try-"
Finn sang his second line.
"You don't even, don't even try…"
Sam continued to sing on his own, his eyes still stuck on Cara.
"Modesty is just so hard to find
Now I'm speechless over the edge, I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this Lovebug againHopeless, head over heels in the momentI never thought that I'd get hit by this Lovebug again…"
Sam slowly walked forward and made his way up the stairs to Cara. The younger girl's eyes were wide, but a bright smile was glued on her face. She could feel Quinn glaring at her, but she didn't care.
"I kissed her for the first time yesterdayEverything I wished that it would beSuddenly I forgot how to speakHopeless, breathless, baby can't you see?Now I'm-"
The electric guitar player in the jazz band broke into the familiar guitar solo. Finn sang the rest of the lines in harmony with Sam."Now I'm speechless over the edge, I'm just breathlessI never thought that I'd catch this Lovebug againNow I'm hopeless, head over heels in the momentI never thought that I'd get hit by this Lovebug againOh, Lovebug again."
All of the kids clapped except for Quinn. Kurt, Rachel, and Mercedes seemed to have forgotten the "Klaine issue" and were beaming proudly at Sam. The blond boy winked at Cara and took his seat by Quinn. She hissed and pushed him off the chair, but he just laughed and moved one spot closer to Cara.
"That was really good," Mr. Shue said, sounding surprised. "So, I guess we're done until after school. I'll see you guys soon."
The bell rang, and the kids hurried to get to their lockers. Cara and Blaine walked together, both smiling at what Sam did, despite Blaine's rejection from Kurt.
"Hey," Sam breathed, jogging up to Cara's side. "What did you think?"
"It was very… unexpected," she giggled. "But I don't think you have a girlfriend anymore." The three looked over their shoulders at Quinn, who was being comforted by Santana and Brittany.
"It depends," he said, looking into her eyes, "on what you say."
"Wait, what?" she asked, immediately blushing.
"Cara, will you be my date for Homecoming?" He paused, grinning. "And possibly my girlfriend? But we can take baby steps if you want to."
She looked at Blaine, silently asking permission, but he just shrugged. "It's up to you," he said.
"I'd love to," Cara answered to Sam.
He turned red and grinned. "Great," he chuckled. "I- I'll see you later."
"See you," she laughed, watching him trip over his own feet as he walked away.
"I guess we can't both be lucky," Blaine mused, referring to his relationship with Kurt.
"Don't talk like that," Cara scolded, playfully slapping his arm. "You and Kurt aren't done yet. Just wait and see."
After school, the glee kids gathered in the auditorium to watch Mercedes and Rachel's performance. They said that it was a big deal, and that they needed more of a stage than the front of the choir room.
Kurt felt awkward walking into the auditorium alone. His two best friends were backstage, Tina was already inside with Mike, and he wasn't talking to Blaine. Blaine.
He hadn't told anybody, but he did want to get back together with Blaine. He was planning to tell him tomorrow, in song, like Blaine had done for him. But with his friends putting so much pressure on the relationship, he didn't think it would go the way he wanted.
The doors to the auditorium swung open, and he looked around for a place to sit.
Cara stood up from her seat next to Sam and Blaine in the front row. "Kurt!" she called to him. "Come sit with us!" Blaine and Sam turned too, both smiling warmly at him.
Kurt weighed his options- sit alone, or sit with his ex-boyfriend and two of his best friends. He went with the latter and made his way down the aisle.
"Hey, Kurt!" Sam greeted cheerfully. Kurt sat at the end of the line, next to Blaine. "Do you have any idea what they're doing that is so important?" he asked.
"I don't know," Kurt replied honestly. All three of his companions looked at him, but Blaine's eyes haunted him the most. He seemed too happy. Has he moved on already? Is Kurt too late?
"I guess we'll just have to see," Cara decided, turning towards the stage.
Blaine met Kurt's eyes, and they both blushed, quickly turning away.
The curtains on stage swung open dramatically, revealing the set of an old mansion- complete with draped archways and a large, framed landscape.
A simple tune began to play on the piano, and Rachel trundled onto the stage, wearing a purple and olive striped dress, tights, and green roller skates. A bunch of plastic grapes decorated the sequin straps of her dress. Kurt recognized the costume right away with a laugh. She vainly patted her beehive hair-do and started to sing softly.
"I'd rather be blue thinking of you I'd rather be blue over you Than be happy with somebody else…"
Mercedes rolled on stage next, wearing the same costume.
"I'm crazy about'cha, without'cha For you I'm strong. I can't do without'cha Howcha magoucha? Don't stay too long…"
The girls skated to each other's side and sang the next two verses together.
"I need a little ah, little ooh, little oh, And I'm knocking on wood. Ah, honey hurry up, hurry up, hurry up It's so hard to be good
I'd rather be blue thinking of you I'd rather be blue over you Than be happy with somebody else…"
Mercedes grinned at Kurt, waved for him to come on stage. Kurt leapt up excitedly and joined his two best friends in song.
"Will I be good? Will I be bad? Don't be a fool, you fool. My little flat, I'm turning that Into a Sunday school While you're away, I'm here to say There'll be no iceman there
Singin' the blues I'm gonna use Nothin' but Frigidaire…"
Rachel winked at Blaine flirtatiously and made the "come hither" gesture. He smirked and played along, joining them.
Rachel sand solo, discreetly nudging Blaine over to her two friends.
"I'd rather be blue thinking of you…"
Mercedes did the same to Kurt when she sang her line.
"I'd rather be blue over you…"
They two girls exchanged a smirk, inching the boys even closer together.
"Than be happy with somebody else
Blue over you, I'd rather be blue over you…"
Kurt tripped over Mercedes skate and fell into Blaine's arms. Everybody in the auditorium giggled, and the two boys flushed again.
"Than be hap-hap-hap-happy With somebody else."
Mercedes and Rachel drew out the last line, but all of the kids in the auditorium cheered before the song even ended. "Come on," Rachel urged to the boys. "Kiss!"
The glee club members followed in Rachel's footsteps and began to chant. "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Even PDA-hating Mr. Shue clapped along.
Kurt blushed and began to object, but Blaine silenced him with his lips. The glee kids screamed with joy. Cara hopped out of her seat and clapped, and the rest of the members followed. Rachel and Mercedes bowed, then ran down to talk to their friends. Kurt and Blaine stayed where they were, and their peers gave them a moment of privacy.
"I'm so sorry," Kurt sighed.
"I am too," Blaine agreed.
"No, it was my fault," Kurt claimed. "It wasn't even a big deal. I knew you were just trying to protect me, but I overreacted."
"We were both being stupid," Blaine decided. "But let's promise to never let that happen again, okay?"
"I promise," Kurt vowed.
"Good." Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek. It was nice to be able to do that again. He looked down at their huge group of friends. "Now, let's go joine those crazy people."
Kurt chuckled. "That sounds great."