"Here you go." Blaine startled her, but she smiled and accepted the white envelope with query.

"What is this?" She opened the card and laughed out loud. A cartoon version of her stood on top of a grand pile of hair, makeup, and theater props with a NYADA flag waving triumphantly behind her. The bottom is lined with fans praising her name. She opened the card and it read. NYADA is lucky to have you! You're top of the high school performers. Everyone can see it.

"Something only a friend would know,” Blaine prompted after she read it, “I love making greeting cards. It’s one of my many hobbies." Blaine smiled.

"Thank you Blaine" she wrapped him in a hug which he gladly returned. "I love it."

She took two free magnates and placed the card on the empty spot of her locker below a picture of her and Kurt. Blaine saw Quinn look at him then take a double take when she saw who he was talking with. She threw her head back in aggravation and approached him with a hard face

"Blaine, will you walk me to class?" Quinn asked completely ignoring Rachel.

"Sure,” Blaine said with content, not detecting the real reason behind Quinn’s usual request. "I'll see you later Rachel." Blaine offered his arm to Quinn and they walked around the corner. Once out of sight, Quinn pushed him to the wall.

"Are you stupid?!? You were talking to the leader of the geeks. Did you get tackled so hard you lost your mind?" She hissed at him.

"Rachel is my friend," Blaine said pushing his eye brows together.

"No. The hobbit is ruining your life. Why would you even touch her? You should be glad it was me that saw you.” She took a few steps away from him. “Oh and stay clear of Santana, she might rip your triangular eye brows out after last night with Sebastian. Don't lose focus Blaine.” She said earnestly, “The only reason you aren't getting slushied and thrown into trash cans because you're gay is the championship game next week. I honestly don’t want to see you hurt." Quinn turned, her light gardenia scented perfume running through Blaine's nose as she walked to meet Finn at his locker.

Blaine threw his head back in frustration. Blaine saw Kurt walking down the hall, with a high head and looking like the world was his bitch. Blaine wished he was that strong, able to just give the school the middle finger and not care about the repercussions. Why couldn’t he?

Blaine pondered the question until lunch where he went into the cafeteria and saw all the pathetic glee clubber sitting together. Now or never. Blaine thought dully to himself. Both Tina and Artie flinched upon his arrival. Mercedes covered her food while Rachel looked up with a smile. Kurt frowned.

"Hey Blaine. You know the glee club, Mercedes Tina, Artie and Kurt." Rachel said in a chipper tone.

"Hey guys. Kurt, I wanted to talk to you." Blaine said his confidence failing towards the end.

"Stubborn and persistent." Kurt said without looking to Blaine. "I'm not dating you Blaine."

"I'm not asking you to date me this time." Blaine quickly recovered, "I want to be your friend." he gave a sly glance to Rachel who was smiling sweetly hoping Kurt wouldn’t say anything mean.

"Blaine catches." Blaine turned in time for a slushie to hit his face. His whole face froze behind the ice, corn syrup was slowly burning his eyes while the rest of he slushie made it down the small space between his neck and polo. He pursed his lips as the cheery flavoring seeping through to his tongue. Santana’s laugh echoed through his ears, "I warned you Anderson." She dropped the cup.

Blaine whipped at his eyes but still couldn’t see a thing, laughter and murmurs echoed through his ears since he became the center of attention in the cafeteria. His throat got tight as he felt tears forming behind his closed eyes. He felt a pair of hands on him guiding him away from the laughter and a door opened and he felt the change of atmosphere as this person led him down the hallway towards a bathroom.

"I have you Blaine" Rachel reasured Blaine taking his cold hand.

The bathroom door opened and Blaine was led in and sat on a stool. He heard water running and a warm rag whipped ice from his forehead. The door opened again.

"I got it Rachel." Kurt's voice said, Blaine felt even worse now, he was glad the red ice would distract Kurt from his crying eyes. The bathroom was quiet with the exception of running water. Blaine didn't bother to open his eyes what little corn syrup that managed to slip into his eyes burned enough. Kurt cleaned him calmly and quickly whipping the ice off him delicately like a penguin being cleaned free of oil.

"Why are you doing this?" Kurt asked while he rinsed off ice from the rag and returned to Blaine's red, cold face

"Doing what?" Blaine asked as the rag swept his right eye clean.

"Breaking all the rules. Talking to me and befriending Rachel. Why?" Kurt clarified in a much softer tone then usual.

"Because I like you. And I want to be happy." Blaine said as he opened his clean eye and looked up into Kurt. In that one moment, Kurt looked like he cared about Blaine. Maybe it was seeing Blaine covered in slush or the honesty of the conversation but Blaine felt something in the small glance, and he as sure Kurt felt it too. Kurt didn’t say a thing as he finished whipping Blaine's face.

Kurt turned off the water even though Blaine still had ice down his shirt and in his hair.

"I don't think I'm worth it." Kurt gave Blaine the rag and walked towards the door. Blaine held the rag and watched Kurt walk away it was becoming a habit of Blaine to just watch him go.

"I think you are." Blaine said to himself.