Kurt felt the rest of the week drag on with his classes and cheerleading practice. When it was finally Saturday he felt relief as he woke up and then remembered he had to go to Blaine's house for their project.

He completely forgot about the project, he was going to reread parts of the play to prove he was smart to Blaine. Not that he had to prove his smartness to Blaine. He looked over at his alarm clock and it read that it was almost noon.

Getting out of his bed, Kurt found a quick change of clothes and showered to get ready for his day. After he walked down the hall, he saw his dad sitting in his chair in the living room, "Hey Dad. Did you leave the shop earlier this morning?"

"Yeah, I left Harvey with just a quick oil change," Burt said, "You slept in late."

Kurt nodded as he sat down on the couch, "Couch Sylvester is killing us with practices this week and I have all my homework to do too."

"You doing alright with all that?" Burt asked, "Because if you need to take a break I'm sure the Coach would understand."

"No I'm fine," Kurt waved his hand, "Actually today I have to go to someone's house to work on a project."

"Are parents going to be home?" Burt asked.

"Please Dad," Kurt waved his hand, "Blaine is like the dorkiest guy in school. And he's in the Glee club."

"Aren't your other friends in the Glee club?" Burt asked him.

Kurt shrugged, "Yeah, but they sing, apparently he is way to shy. I have no clue how he even got in."

"Well just be doing that project then," Burt said as he grabbed the remote, "You hungry?"

"Nah, I'll grab some coffee before I head over to Blaine's," Kurt stood up, "I'll pick up some dinner when I come back, anything you want?"

"Chinese sounds good, we haven't had it a while," Burt suggested, "You text me when you're on your way home and I'll order."

"Sure," Kurt nodded as he grabbed his messenger bag he had packed the night before, "See you later Dad." He shut the door behind him and walked down the steps to his Navigator.

Kurt pulled up the address that was the paper he had printed out with the directions from the address Blaine had text him. The house was huge. It looked like a small mansion. Course so did the house next to theirs.

Kurt made his way to the front door and rang the door bell. Within a few seconds the door opened, "Hi, sorry I was...you're not wearing your uniform."

Kurt looked down, "No, why would I. It's a Saturday?"

"No reason," Blaine shook his head, "Come on in. My parents want to meet you first though."

"Sure," Kurt shrugged.

Suddenly a golden retriever ran in the room and ran up to Kurt, "Woah girl," Blaine said pulling her away, "Sorry about Angel." He pulled her by the collar, "Down."

The dog seemed to listen and just started smelling Kurt. "It's fine," he said reaching down to pet the dog on the head lightly.

"Follow me," Blaine waved him to follow him. They walked through a hallway and then past a living room and dining room, Angel following close behind them. They made there way into the kitchen, where his mom was stirring something in a bowl and his dad was sitting at the table. "Mom, Dad, this is Kurt. He and I are doing that Shakespeare assignment together."

Mrs. Anderson smiled and set down the bowl she had in her hands, "Hello dear," she walked over to Kurt, "I'm Lucy and this is my husband Harold."

"It's nice to meet you," Kurt smiled at them.

Mr. Anderson looked at him, "You as well. You boys should get started on that project though, Shakespeare is a tricky fellow."

Blaine nodded, "Sure Dad, come on you can follow me up to my room."

Kurt followed as Blaine turned around and started walking up the stairs. They walked down a hallway and then Blaine opened the door to his room. Kurt looked around the room, it looked very Blaine-esque.

"Sorry for that down there," Blaine sighed as he took out his notebook and book, "And thanks for that too."

"For what?" Kurt asked. "The whole polite thing?"

"Manners are big to my parents," Blaine sighed, "You want to sit on the floor or my bed?"

"The floor is fine," Kurt said, "And why would manners be a big deal?"

Blaine shrugged, "Doesn't matter. How do you want to do this project? We could do a poster or-"

"No posters," Kurt said quickly, "I'd rather do it on the computer."

"That's fair," Blaine nodded, "But first we should start by mapping out the ideas we want to talk about."

Kurt took out his own notebook and Hamlet book, "And I wanted to say you were right about choosing this book, everyone is doing Romeo and Juliet."

Blaine shrugged, "I guess I just find it to be a bit silly sometimes."

"Right," Kurt nodded, "Now then, which themes should we choose?"

The pair worked through the afternoon, they hadn't realized two hours had gone by until Blaine's mom knocking on the open door. "Hello dears, I just wanted to let you know it's about five now. Were you going to stay for dinner Kurt?"

Kurt stood up, "Um, no I promised I'd pick something up for my dad and me. Which means I should be leaving now, he is expecting me soon."

"Of course dear, I completely understand," Mrs. Anderson smiled, "Well I'll let you two say goodbye." And she disappeared just as fast as she came.

Kurt gathered his things and Blaine stayed sitting on the floor, "Here I'll walk you out," Blaine stood up suddenly and walked out of his room.

Blaine walked him to the door, "I'll see you at school on Monday I suppose."

"Sure," Kurt nodded and he walked out the door without another word. It felt strange as he walked down the driveway towards his car, but then again doing this project felt weird.

"So how was the Blanderson household on Saturday?" Santana asked Kurt as he was leaning on the locker beside her.

"Clean," Kurt commented.

"That's it?" Santana asked as she shut her locker.

Kurt shrugged, "I met his parents and then we worked on the project. It wasn't as if he had a giant secret."

"You met his parents?" Santana cooed, "How adorable and did she bring you cookies and juice as well."

"Bug off Santana," Kurt said as they walked.

"I'm just saying," Santana shrugged, "I mean you were working on the project right? No funny business went down?"

"What are you talking about?" Kurt stared at her.

Santana grinned, "Well as I have said before, you two are the only lady boys in the school."

"We did not sleep together!"

Everyone in the hallway turned and stared at the two. "Didn't even think of that," Santana smiled and then took off walking down the hall.

Kurt groaned, "This is not my day at all."

Blaine walked into school Tuesday morning, because he had to skip Monday from not feeling well. Rachel ran up to him, "Hey you, you're looking much better," she was holding something behind her back.

"Thanks," Blaine sighed, "I'm still kind of tired though."

"Figured so," Rachel said and then she revealed what she was hiding behind her back, "One coffee."

Blaine smiled, "Thank you," he took the coffee and took a drink, "You have no idea how-"

"Oh I think I do," Rachel smiled at him.

Blaine walked up to his locker and started to put his combination in, "I can't believe the weekend I had, with the project and then getting sick."

"That's right, Kurt came over on Saturday," Rachel leaned on the locker beside his, "How did that go?"

"Fine," Blaine shrugged, "We did our project and he left. My mom offered for him to stay but he said something about going home to his dad."

"Wow," Rachel said surprised, "He didn't..."

"No," Blaine shook his head, "He was actually really polite and we just worked on the project."

Rachel looked down, "How does that make sense?"

"No clue," Blaine shrugged again, "I just hope he didn't catch what I had."

"Yeah, you looked awful yesterday," Rachel said, "So...while you were delirious and sick we talked some things."

"Rachel," Blaine whined, "Not right now."

"Fine," Rachel crossed her arms over her chest. "Now we have that song to go over in Glee today."

"We do," Blaine nodded.

"And since you missed yesterday I gracelessly volunteered to help you with it," Rachel said to him, "Because I am such a good friend like that."

"Why thank you Miss Berry," Blaine laughed, "But I'm afraid I need to run off since I missed class yesterday."

"Yes, Mr. Anderson you are dismissed," Rachel smiled, "Have fun."

"I'll try," Blaine said with a wave and walked in a different direction towards his History class.

The day went uneventful for the most part. Blaine walked into Glee club and Mr. Schuester greeted him, telling him how much they missed him from the day before.

Blaine sat down on one of the lower risers as others started to walk into the room. He was sitting reading a book for his class, and then he noticed two people sitting beside him and one standing in front of him. Looking up, he saw Brittany, Quinn, and Santana.

"We have some beef with you," Quinn said crossing her arms.

Blaine set down his book, "And that is?"

Santana leaned over towards him, "See this is how we see it. You and Kurt are the only two ass worshipers at this school."

Blaine's eyes widened, "What?"

"You're gay," Quinn said.

"Yep, you and Kurt are dolphins," Brittany said happily.

"Alright," Blaine gave a nod, "And what am I suppose to do with that information?"

"God, you are annoying," Santana said, "This is how we see it. I doubt either of you want to go to college virgins."

"Now how do you...fine," Blaine said as he slumped in his chair, "I still don't know what you are getting at."

Quinn rolled her eyes, "Come on girls, this is useless see."

"Fine, let me just be blunt about this," Santana said, "You and Kurt should have sex."

Blaine dropped his book onto the floor, "What? No. He wouldn't...I..."

"Alright, girls could you take a seat," Mr. Schuester said from the front of the class.

Santana smiled, "Just think about it Hobbit."

Blaine's mind couldn't stop after Santana had said that. He didn't notice when Tina sat down beside him and said hello. He couldn't get an image of Kurt Hummel, one of the head Cheerios, having sex with him. He already had a crush on him, and this was just adding fuel to the fire.

Blaine ran to his car after rehearsal. They were told to start looking for songs for Nationals which was less then two months away now.

"Blaine!" Rachel was running towards him, "You ran out of there faster then ever, is something wrong?"

"No," Blaine said breathlessly, "What did you need."

"Oh, well I wondered if you wanted to head over to Sheets and Things to look for some songs today. You can come over for dinner afterwards. My dads are making that casserole you like."

"Sure, did you bring your car today?" Blaine said as he finally found his words. And he knew his parents wouldn't be home for dinner tonight anyways, so having a home cooked meal would be wonderful.

"No, Finn picked me up," Rachel smiled, "You want to go now?"

"Yeah, good idea," Blaine said as he hopping into his car and Rachel followed.

They made their way over to the music sheet store with Rachel chatting the entire way there. "-and he said they had a good time on their date."

"Who did?" Blaine asked.

"Were you listening at all?" Rachel said as she unbuckled her seat belt.

"Some of it," Blaine shrugged unbuckling his own belt, "Sorry, I guess I'm still on vacation from yesterday."

"Sure," Rachel rolled her eyes, "I was talking about Finn's mom and Kurt's dad. Finn was going on and on about how happy his mom was after their date last night. It's sweet they found each other after loosing their loved ones."

"Yeah," Blaine nodded slowly, "You want to head in?"

"Sure," Rachel opened her door and Blaine followed as they walked into the store. "Here we are now. I was thinking about solo options, and we should go with a classic for the ballad."

"That's a good idea," Blaine nodded.

Rachel looked through a few music books, "Are you alright? You've been acting weird since Glee."

"Can I ask you something," Blaine said biting his bottom lip, "It's sort of personal."

"How about we do this and then eat dinner with my dads," Rachel said to him, "And we can talk in my room later."

"Sounds fair," Blaine said with a nod. They spent the next hour looking through the sheet music trying to find something that fit the vintage and ballad category. The pair went to Rachel's house and had dinner with her dads. The casserole was delicious as always.

"Dinner was great Mr. Berry," Blaine said as he set his napkin on the table beside his empty plate.

"I tell you to call me LeRoy all the time kid," he said with a laugh.

"Sorry," Blaine blushed.

"Quit teasing him Daddy," Rachel said rolling her eyes, "Come on Blaine, let's look up some songs on the internet."

Blaine followed Rachel into her room and she shut the door behind them. She grabbed her computer and opened up an internet browser quickly typing in song ideas she was looking for.

Rachel took one look at Blaine before closing the laptop, "Alright, spill. What's going on?"

"Just something Santana said earlier had me thinking," Blaine said as he sat on the edge of Rachel's bed.

"When did you talk to Santana?" Rachel asked him.

"Today in Glee," Blaine sighed, "The oh so called Unholy Trinity cornered me. And she said something that just sort of struck me the wrong way."

Rachel looked concerned, "What is that?"

"Well..." Blaine played with the hem of his shirt, "Do you think it's alright to go to college as a virgin?"

"Oh," Rachel's eyes widened, "Um...you know...I mean...wow."

Blaine stood up, "Forget it," he was walking towards the door.

"No wait," Rachel reached over and dragged Blaine back to her bed. "Look, Blaine I know how hard it is. I mean, Finn and I talk about it. And we haven't done it yet, but came close once. It's a big decision."

Blaine groaned bringing his hands in front of his face, "I know, but I feel like such a loser. And thinking about that just makes me think I am more then a loser then I already am."

"Hey," Rachel said bringing Blaine's hands down, "Now I know how hard it is for you here. And it's not because of your choices, I know you Blaine. You don't want any kind of one night stand, you want romance and to be swept off your feet."

Rachel held Blaine's hand, "You are going to find that person Blaine. I know you are. And when it happens I will be right there for you to tell me everything about."

"No you won't," Blaine sighed, "You are going to busy and then off to New York."

"I will only be a phone call away," Rachel smiled, "That is if you are still thinking about not going to Ohio State."

"You know what my father would say if I said I wanted to go to New York," Blaine sighed, "I sort of brought it up one day and he wasn't happy with me then."

"You never told me that," Rachel said squeezing Blaine's hands, "I'm sorry I've been pushing."

"No," Blaine shook his head, "I don't blame you. I mean you are coming from a good place. And to tell you the truth, I would love to come to NYU."

"Then tell him," Rachel said excitedly, "I know you don't want too and I know you think he will say no, but it's your life."

"I guess," Blaine shrugged, "They are leaving this weekend, I'll think about it."

"Good," Rachel smiled, "Now let's look up those songs because I need a good ballad to sing this year."

Blaine laughed at his friend, "Right, how about something-"

"No," Rachel said quickly grabbing her laptop, "No roxy music Blaine, no more."

"Hey, don't knock it until you've tried it," he smiled at her.