Blaine wasn't sleeping. Rachel was snoring next to him and he just couldn't sleep. He was nervous and his insides were squirming.

Finally Blaine sat up and grabbed the stationary set Rachel kept under bed. He started writing, he couldn't stop writing as he began. He knew he was crying when he finished and signed his name.

Slipping out of the bed, Blaine grabbed his car keys and left her house as quietly as he could. He drove over to Kurt's house and pushed envelope through the mail slot. "It's done," he said to himself.

Blaine drove back to Rachel's house and crawled back into bed. He finally let his eyes close and let sleep over take him.

Rachel's alarm went off early in the morning. She hit Blaine's arm, "Wake up Blaine. We have Nationals this weekend."

Blaine grumbled as he lifted his head, "Huh?"

Rachel giggled, "Come on you," she pulled on his arm, "It's your turn to shine tomorrow and nothing is standing in your way."

"Thanks Rach," Blaine said sleepily.

"Are you alright?" Rachel asked him.

Blaine nodded his head, "Yeah, I feel a lot better is all."

"Good," Rachel nodded, "Now come on, we have an hour before we need to get to school for the bus to Nationals."

Blaine looked at the clock and it was just a little after four. They needed to be at the airport by six because their plane would be leaving around nine.

The pair got ready and they finally made their way to school. Once everyone piled on the bus, they drove towards Columbus to the airport. They all sleepily filed inside the airport and boarded the plane, starting to make their way towards New York City.

"I can't believe we had to get up this early," Santana groaned. Brittany was sleeping with her head in her lap.

"Just shut it," Puck said trying to get comfortable in the small airplane seat.

Blaine just rolled his eyes as he went back to reading something on his phone and listening to his music. Someone tapped him on the shoulder and he looked up seeing Quinn standing there. He pulled an ear bud out, "Yeah?"

"Do you mind?" she asked pointing to the empty space next to him, where Rachel was sitting, but had to use the bathroom.

"No," Blaine shook his head.

Quinn sat down and looked over at him, "You knew Santana from middle school?" she guessed.

Blaine shook his head, "No."

"Then where?" Quinn asked him, "I know you knew her from before high school."

"That may be true," Blaine sighed, "She never told you did she?"

"No," Quinn said falling into the seat, "I don't see why she won't tell us."

Blaine let out a small laugh, "She will tell you when she is ready I imagine. Don't worry about it too much."

"Are you okay?" Quinn asked him, "With everything that happened at prom during and after."

"I'm actually good," Blaine smiled over at her, "I think I needed some of those things to happen. I now know a few more things about myself that I didn't before."

"We are going to win," Quinn commented, "We are going to win because we have you."

"Thanks," Blaine said to her, "But you know I doubt we would win if we didn't have everyone here with us this weekend."

"I guess," Quinn shrugged. She stood up, "Take care of yourself Blaine."

"I will," Blaine nodded at her. Quinn left him and he went back to listening to his music. He decided he was just going to rest his eyes for a moment.

Rachel shook his shoulder, "Wake up Blaine!"

"Huh?" Blaine asked as he sat up and stretched, "Are we there yet?"

"We are about to land," Rachel said, "Just less than a half hour away, but I purposed we start warming up our voices now."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Blaine asked her, "We are going to be doing a lot of rehearsing tonight."

"I suppose you are right," Rachel huffed, "Finn is acting weird."

"How is he acting weird?" Blaine asked placing his iPod in his bag.

"He is just being a boy I suppose," Rachel shrugged, "How did I get so lucky to have you as a best friend?" she sighed leaning on his shoulder.

"The fates I guess," Blaine laughed as he leaned his head on Rachel's.

They talked as the plane landed. The New Directions were finally in New York and were going to take the National Championships. The group made their way to the hotel and waited as Mr. Schuester checked them in.

"Looks like we'll have the girls and Blaine in one room and the boys in the other," Mr. Schuester said handing out keys.

Blaine took one of the keys and glanced at the guys. He knew they were accepting of him, but he felt himself close off slightly when none of them suggested he stay with them.

"I think Anderson should room with the guys," Santana pushed Blaine towards Finn, "I doubt he would have fun with us."

Blaine looked over at her with wide eyes.

"Oh yeah dude," Finn said wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "We were going to sneak you in anyways."

"That's fine," Mr. Schuester said, "Now get changed into something comfortable because we need be at the practice space in an hour."

"What about exploring the city?" Quinn asked.

"We don't have time," Mr. Schuester said, "With our new number and we are still lacking in our big group number. We need all the practice we can get. I will meet you guys in Practice Room 4 in an hour."

Some of the group grumbled as they made their way to the rooms. The rooms for the girls and boys were right next to each other. And they separated to change into more comfortable clothes.

"This sucks," Puck said, "I was hoping to score some action here."

"Aren't you dating that girl Lauren?" Blaine asked him as he set his bag on the floor gently.

"I think we are," Puck shrugged, "Or we aren't. I can't keep track anymore."

"Oh," Blaine looked at him confused.

"What do you think the girls are talking about?" Sam asked with a laugh.

Artie sighed, "Who knows, they are girls."

Blaine kept quiet as he sat down gently on the couch. He really didn't hang out with the guys as much as he wanted to, but now that he was he didn't know how to act.

"Dude, are you listening?" Puck asked waving a hand in his face.

"Huh?" Blaine looked up, "Sorry what?"

"We were wondering how many of the girls houses you have been to?" Puck asked sitting next to him.

"Oh," Blaine said thinking, "Well I go to Rachel's often, and then I went to Mercedes and Tina's for sleepovers. I've been to Santana's before, but that was a while ago."

"Damn," Artie smiled, "You make your rounds."

"They are my friends," Blaine blushed.

Puck nodded, "So, have you ever raided their drawers for their panties?"

Blaine snorted a laugh and then looked at him, "Wait, do you guys actually do that?"

Mike hit Puck in the back of the head, "No we don't. He is just trying to make you uncomfortable."

"Oh nothing will get me as uncomfortable as I was when I found Rachel's dads condom stash," Blaine smiled.

"No way!" Puck patted his back, "Those are the stories I want to hear."

"Somehow I don't imagine the Berry's would appreciate me telling you of their sexual affairs," Blaine said to him.

"Did he just say sexual affairs?" Puck asked looking around at the guys.

"Look," Sam said patting his shoulder, "We know what it's like to be a virgin, when you're in a room with guys and�""

"I'm not," Blaine shook his head.

"Not what?" Mike asked confused.

"I'm not a virgin," Blaine said with a bit more confidence. He smiled, "I'm going to change first and then I have to talk to Rachel." He grabbed some practice clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Puck turned towards Finn, "Dude what is he talking about?"

"I don't know," Finn shrugged.

"Our Anderson got game," Puck laughed.

Blaine changed, leaving the boys room quickly before Puck could bother him with questions and knocked on the girl's room door. Rachel opened the door and she walked out of the room. "It's quite scary in there," Rachel said as they began walking to the practice room.

"Can't imagine it's any different from my room," Blaine said with a snort, "I actually admitted I wasn't a virgin to them."

"Did you tell them who?" Rachel asked surprised.

"No," Blaine shook his head, "I don't think I'm ready for that, but it was kind of cool to be one of the guys."

Rachel laughed and shook her head, "Boys."

"I try," Blaine laughed with her. They walked downstairs to the room and met Mr. Schuester inside.

"Oh good the two I wanted to see," Mr. Schuester said walking over to them, "Look, I had another idea for this choreography for the song you were going to sing Blaine."

"Okay," Blaine nodded his head.

"And I was thinking about adding a bit more of Rachel's voice in the ending chorus," Mr. Schuester said, "I was looking back at the practice tapes we made yesterday and I think that it will work with our strengths."

"That sounds great," Rachel smiled as she grabbed Blaine's arm and squeezed it.

The rest of the New Directions soon joined them and begun rehearsals. They worked for a few hours before one of them finally snapped.

"This is so annoying," Santana yelled. "Look Gigantor," she said at Finn, "Get the steps right or don't dance them at all."

"Don't call him that," Rachel yelled at her.

"Rach," Blaine said trying to pull her away.

"No," Rachel pulled her arm away, "Santana needs to stop. I've had it."

"Girls," Mr. Schuster said walking up to them, "I think it's time we took a break."

"What we need is someone who dance better than the Hamburguler over there," Santana said waving a hand.

"Knock it off Tana," Blaine said to her.

"Or what B? You are going to run off to mommy and daddy like you always do?" Santana asked him. "Is that it?"

Blaine felt his hands curl into fists, "You know what knock it off. I've had it with you. First you act like you care and then you throw it in my face. I was in a lot of shit at my old school and you think I ran to my parents. You have no idea!"

"Sure I don't," Santana waved her hand, "My parents were happy that you were finally going to that dumb preppy school, just a better boy to set me up with."

"God Tana! I told them I was gay the moment I found out myself," Blaine yelled at her, "Your parents never even tried to set us up because I told them I wasn't interested."

"What are you talking about?" Santana asked him.

"I told your parents after I told everyone else," Blaine said. "You were the first person I ever told. Just forget it," he walked past her and out the door.

"That's how he was in Santana's house," Puck said, "I wondered."

Rachel stared at her, "Great. All the work I've done over these past few days. You better hope he didn't break again," she pointed at Santana and left the room to go after Blaine.

"What?" Santana snapped at everyone looking at her, "Yeah, I knew Anderson since were kids. What else do you wanna know?"

"Was he really the first one he told?" Brittany asked her.

Santana's face softened and she gave a small nod, "It's not like I knew at the time. I swear everyone knew anyways."

"Then that wasn't very nice," Mercedes said.

"Are you going to tell me how to live my life?" Santana asked her.

"No," Sam shook his head, "But that still wasn't nice."

Mr. Schuester looked at the group in front of him, "How about we take an hour or two, go eat something and come back."

Everyone agreed and left to find food and cool off. Rachel had followed Blaine, but Blaine just shrugged her off. "Go, have fun with Finn. You're in New York," he said to her.

"Are you sure you are alright?" Rachel asked.

"I'm fine," Blaine said, "Don't worry about me. Just enjoy New York."

"Okay," Rachel finally said and left him in the small cafe at the hotel.

Blaine sat with his head in his hands for a while, until he saw Santana walking in and sit down at the chair across from him. He stayed silent.

"Look," Santana finally said breaking the silence between the two of them, "I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

"I'm used to it," Blaine sighed.

"I know you are," Santana said, "But that doesn't mean you have to hear it. I know you trusted me a long time ago, but now I'm asking you to trust me again."

Blaine looked up, "Why?"

"Just win us Nationals and everything will fall into place," Santana said giving him a smile.

"I want to believe you," Blaine said letting his hand fall, "But how do you have that much confidence in me?"

"Because I know you," Santana said, "I probably know you better than anyone else in that Glee club and if you can't win us a National's trophy than we really suck."

Blaine laughed, "I have a preposition for you Lopez."

"And what's that Anderson?" Santana said folding her arms across her chest.

"Next year during Glee club, one week you have to sing a duet with me," Blaine smiled at her.

"Fair enough," Santana held her hand out and Blaine just stared at it, "Oh just shake it."

Blaine reached across the table, "We need to kick some ass."

"Oh we will kick all of the asses," Santana grinned.

The next day the New Directions were standing in the wings waiting for their name to be called. "This is it," Rachel squealed and jumped up and down, "Are you ready?"

"No," Blaine shook his head.

"That's okay," Rachel said reaching down to squeeze his hand, "We'll do it together."

"Okay," Blaine nodded.

The announcer's voice was blaring through the auditorium, "And now from Lima, Ohio, we have the New Directions."

All of them took their places on stage and began singing their first song. It quickly ended and Blaine took his spot at the front.

All of the lights dimmed and when the music began Blaine felt himself swaying to the beat and as soon as he opened his mouth a spotlight shone directly over him.

I wake up and I'm sober

Don't even know you anymore

Punch drunk on a feeling,

Lost in believing I was sure

Blaine walked across the stage singing with his heart on his sleeve.

I don't care what you have to say,

Damn words get in the way

I don't wanna know

I know there'll come a time

When I look you in the eyes and say: "I told you so"

The lights on the stage turned on and the New Directions started to dance in back of Blaine as he sung.

And I promise you this,

You're gonna miss me, miss me

As long as you live

You're gonna miss me, miss me

Oh

The New Directions scattered on the stage and Blaine started to walk through them, interacting with some of them in different ways.

Set me up for the falling,

Gave me no warning you were gone

Let me down I was reeling,

I can't believe what you have done

Go do what you've gotta do,

Damn words will follow you

Everywhere you go

And I know there'll come a time

When I'll look you in the eyes and say: "I told you so"

Blaine took center stage again and started singing the chorus.

And I promise you this,

You're gonna miss me, miss me

As long as you live

You're gonna miss me, miss me

Oh

Rachel was at his side as she sung back up to his singing. Blaine smiled at her and he looked into audience.

I believe in my heart when something's wrong,

Say it's wrong,

I can deal with the part when something's wrong,

If we both stay strong!

Blaine froze and looked into the audience singing. He felt at home right now on the stage.

I know there'll come a time

When I look you in the eyes and say: "I told you so"

And I promise you this,

You're gonna miss me, miss me

As long as you live

You're gonna miss me, miss me

Oh

All of the lights dimmed and just a lone spot light was on Blaine.

I wake up and I'm sober

Then all of the lights went out.