Blaine and Rachel walked through the halls of Dalton Academy. It really didn't look that different from when Blaine went. He was showing Rachel all of the classrooms he went to and where he used to hang out.

Suddenly the both of them heard singing and they walked down the hall to find the Warblers practicing a routine. Rachel looked over at Blaine who was just staring at his old friends singing. She knew instantly Blaine missed this. There were in the middle of singing a song they both recognized.

Check yes Juliet

I'll be waiting

Wishing wanting yours for the taking

Just sneak out and don't tell a soul goodbye

Check yes Juliet

Here's the countdown:

3,2,1 now fall in my arms now

They can change the locks, don't let them change your mind

Some of the Warblers were bouncing around the room and dancing in sync with one another.

Lace off your shoes

Here's how we do

Run baby run

Don't ever look back

They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance

Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant to be

Run baby run, forever will be

You and me

One of the Warblers looked over and saw Blaine standing there. He ran over and pulled Blaine, while another took Rachel's hand.

We're flying through the night

We're flying through the night

Way up high

The view from here is getting better with you

By my side

Run baby run

Don't ever look back

They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance

Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant to be

Run baby run, forever will be

Run baby run, don't ever look back

They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance

Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant to be

Run baby run, forever will be

You and me

You and me

You and me

Blaine and Rachel were laughing by the end of the song. They both applauded for the group as well. "That was awesome guys," Blaine smiled.

"Nice technique," Rachel grinned.

"Blaine! What are you doing here?" one of the Warblers asked.

Blaine shrugged, "Just visiting Nick."

Nick grinned, "It's good to see you, thanks for letting him go for a few hours," he turned to Rachel.

Rachel smiled, "Oh please, he would have come even if I didn't push him."

Blaine blushed, "Gee thanks Rachel."

"You are adorable when you are embarrassed," Rachel reached up to pinch his cheek.

One of the other Warblers, David, walked up to him, "Man, it's been weird without you. It was tough finding someone who could match up to your voice."

Rachel looked over at Blaine, who shook his head, signaling he would talk to her about it later. She gave him a small nod.

"Hey, you're that girl who sang Don't Rain on My Parade," a Warbler said to her.

"My public awaits," Rachel smiled as she walked over to the group of boys leaving Blaine alone.

"Well, the famous Blaine Anderson," a voice said from behind him.

Blaine turned around and saw a boy taller than him. He had a pointed face and his hair styled up. "Erm, I suppose. You are?" he asked being polite.

"Sebastian Smythe," the boy held out his hand, "And you are the famous Warbler. It's nice to finally meet the legend."

Blaine shook his hand, "Oh it's nice to meet you too."

"You know they told me you were amazing, and now I can see that," Sebastian said staring at him.

"Are you a freshman?" Blaine asked him.

Sebastian smiled, "Do I look like a freshman?"

Blaine looked around and shifted on his feet, unsure of how to answer that. "Um, so I should be getting back with Rachel," he said as he started to walk backwards.

"I'm sure she will be fine," Sebastian said smiling at him.

Blaine stopped and looked at the guy in front of him. He shrugged, "Maybe, but I don't want to leave her alone because-"

"So I was wondering," Sebastian looked at Blaine, "If you could give me a few tips on, you know, your magic."

Blaine's eyes widened, "I guess, I mean I don't see why not."

Sebastian took out his phone and handed it to Blaine, who put his number in. He gave him a wink and waved walking away. Blaine stood there confused, but he went to find Rachel.

"Blaine!" Rachel squealed, "They have seen my Don't Rain on My Parade! And they loved it."

"Wow," Blaine smiled at her, "Actually we have to get going now remember."

"I know," Rachel sighed, "It was lovely meeting you boys."

"You too," a Warbler smiled at her.

Blaine and Rachel said goodbye to the rest of the group. Sebastian sent Blaine another look, but he was still confused about it. They walked out to Blaine's car.

"So," Rachel grinned, "Any of the boys catch your eye?"

Blaine unlocked the doors of his car, "Not really," he said as he scratched the back of his neck.

"What do you mean not really?" Rachel asked as they both got into the car.

Blaine shrugged as he started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, "I'm not really the type of guy that just goes out and finds someone like that. It was great to see my friends again, but I'm not going to start dating one of them."

"What about that one guy you were talking to?" Rachel asked nudging him with her elbow.

"I don't know," Blaine said to her, "I mean I did give him my number, but I don't think-"

"BLAINE!" Rachel yelled in the car, "What are you talking about? You actually gave a guy your number! This is great! Are you two going to see each other again? Are you meeting him for coffee?"

"Rachel!" Blaine said as he mocked his friend. "We barely even talked."

"But you can still invite him to prom," Rachel said with a laugh, "I mean you aren't asking him to marry you."

Blaine glanced over at Rachel while he drove, "But, what if he expects more."

"Who says he is?" Rachel asked him, "Why don't you ask him out on one date and then you can think about it."

Blaine thought about that. He thought about it as he dropped Rachel off and drove himself home. He thought about it while eating dinner with his mom and dad. He thought about it while doing his homework that is due on Monday. And now he was sitting on his bed, with his finger over the call button. Throwing his phone down on his bed side table, he shut the light off and pulled the blanket over his head.

When Blaine woke up the next morning his clock read eleven thirty. His parents had already tried to wake him up early so they could go out for their morning brunch, but he played the sick card.

Slipping out of his bed, Blaine ran a hand through his hair and suddenly there was a knock at his front door. Walking down stairs, he went to the front door and pulled it open.

Standing there was Kurt, wearing a pair of dark skinny jeans and sweater. He had a look on his face, "Did you just wake up? I've been texting you for hours."

"Sorry," Blaine shrugged as he rubbed a hand on his shirt, "What's wrong?"

"I texted you last night and this morning," Kurt explained, "I have to meet early because my dad wants me to have dinner with Carole and Finn later."

"Fine," Blaine took a step to his side, "I need to run through the shower, but you can wait for me downstairs."

"I'll get started then," Kurt said as he walked into the house towards the living room.

Blaine made sure Kurt was settled before he ran upstairs to take a shower.

Kurt sat there looking around the room again. He noticed a few things he hadn't seen before. The room was quite large, and had more then enough furniture inside of it. There was a painting of some type of dog on one of the walls. There were many pictures of Blaine and the other person that looked like Blaine all around too.

Finally one caught his eye. He stood up and picked the photo frame up from its place. It was near the back. Blaine was wearing a school uniform and the other guy was wearing a blazer that looked a size or two to small. They were laughing, and Blaine had a smile on his face that he had never seen before himself.

"You ready to...oh, that's my brother and I," Blaine said walking up behind him, "He thought it would be funny to try on his old school uniform when I got mine."

"Your brother?" Kurt asked wanting to learn more, like why they were wearing school uniforms or how much older was his brother.

Blaine shrugged, "Yeah, we should get started on this, and then it will be done."

"Okay," Kurt nodded slowly knowing Blaine was probably right.

Blaine sat down on the couch beside Kurt, and they worked on their project together. "I think we're done," Blaine said as he scrolled through the presentation they had made.

"Me too," Kurt said with a nod.

Blaine picked up the glasses from their drinks and walked into the kitchen.

Kurt leaned back on the couch and noticed Blaine's phone started vibrating on the coffee table. He peeked at the name on the caller ID and it read Sebastian Smythe. What kind of name was Sebastian?

Blaine walked back in, "I guess that's everything then."

"Sure," Kurt said standing up, "Oh someone called your phone while you were gone." He started putting his things away in his bag while he watched Blaine out of the corner of his eye. He was smiling and laughed.

"Thanks," Blaine said, he had a bit of red tint on his cheeks.

Kurt pulled his bag over his shoulder, "Whatever. We're done now?"

"Yeah," Blaine said setting his phone down, which started buzzing again.

"I'll just see myself out since you are apparently so popular this evening," Kurt said trying to sound bored and he walked to the door letting himself out.

Blaine watched as Kurt left, but didn't have time to think about it since he knew Sebastian would probably be texting him back again.

"Why are you smiling?" Rachel asked as they sat down in Glee club.

Blaine was holding his phone and looking down at the message, "No reason."

"No reason?" Rachel asked, "Let me see your phone then?"

"No," Blaine said bringing his phone to his chest, "That's private."

"Really?" Rachel smiled, "I will take that as a challenge." She reached over to grab Blaine's phone.

"No," Blaine said holding it in back of him. Then Rachel started tickling him, "No stop," he laughed.

Suddenly the phone was taken out of his grasp. He turned around and saw Santana staring down at the screen. "You found yourself a man eh?"

Blaine reached over to take his phone back, "Give it back Santana."

"Oh," Santana stood up and Blaine followed her, "No way. I'm sorry but these are to priceless not to read."

"Give it to me," Blaine said angrily.

"Look at this one," Santana flashed a grin, "I thought about you yesterday while we were watching a history special about your favorite president." She looked up at him, "Really Anderson? You found a catch there."

Blaine glared at her, "Just give my phone back."

"Oh this one is way better," Santana said moving as Blaine tried to reach for his phone, "I would love to see your ass again in those jeans. Wanky."

Mr. Schuester walked into the classroom, "Santana and Blaine have a seat."

Santana finally threw Blaine's phone at him, "I would love to see the next set of texts."

Blaine shoved his phone into his pocket and sat back down beside Rachel who had wide eyes and was dying to ask her friend about the texts.

The rest of class felt as if it was moving undeniably slow for Blaine. He knew Rachel was going to pounce as soon as they were dismissed and he really didn't want to talk right now.

"That's great everyone," Mr. Schuester said, "See you all tomorrow."

Blaine ran over and grabbed his bag, running out of the classroom before anyone could ask him any questions. He quickly made his way to his locker before tossing in the books he didn't need and grabbing the books he did need.

"Blaine!"

Blaine shut his locker, he almost made it too.

"You are explaining right now!" Rachel said walking up to him.

"Nothing to explain," Blaine said walking backward, "I have to go though. My parents are waiting for me you know." And he turned down the corner and took off out the doors, walking quickly to his car.

Rachel stood in the hallway confused as ever at her friend's behavior.

Blaine knew he couldn't avoid his friends forever, but here he was hiding in his car waiting for the warning bell so no one would talk to him. He knew Sebastian sending those texts weren't exactly unwelcomed, but he didn't think anyone else would see them.

Blaine pounded a fist on the steering wheel when he heard a knock on his window. He turned and saw Santana standing there in her cheerleading uniform. "Either open the door or I will just pick the lock."

Blaine groaned as he opened the car door and got out. "What do you want?" he asked leaning on his car.

Santana grinned as she crossed her arms over her chest, "Seems you went out and found a boy of your own. Don't fancy Hummel anymore?"

"I never did fancy Hummel," Blaine said looking down.

"Right," Santana rolled her eyes, "Look, it's nice you have a guy to play swords with but make sure he isn't one of those losers."

"He isn't," Blaine finally looked up, "I'm not just going to walk up to the first guy I see you know."

Santana sighed, "Sure. Just don't forget about the people who were there for you when no one else was there." And she was gone.

Blaine curled his hands into fists. Where did Santana, Santana of all people, get to tell him that? Of course he wouldn't forget his friends. They were too important to him, course so was Santana at one time.

The five minute warning bell went off causing Blaine to jump. He opened his door to the back seat and grabbed his bag. Blaine walked into the school and rushed to his first hour and skipping going to his locker this morning.

And thankfully his friends did leave him alone, until lunch. "Look Blaine, I just want to understand," Rachel said grabbing his arm, "So tell me."

Blaine groaned, "I don't want to talk about it."

"But Blaine," Rachel whined.

"It's Sebastian," Blaine blurted out.

Rachel practically tackled him in a hug, "This is amazing Blaine. You are going to have a date for prom and everything!"

Blaine shrugged, "I don't know if he will even want to go."

"What do you mean?" Tina asked with a smile, "I bet if he is sending those texts to you, then it's a shoe in."

Blaine blushed, "I mean we haven't even seen each other in person yet since we were at Dalton."

"Well he obviously likes you," Mercedes said, "I say go for it boy." The group was all encouraging him now.

Kurt looked over at the New Direction's table, "What's with the giggle gang?" he asked.

Santana smiled, "Anderson got some hot ass on his trail. They must be telling him to get some."

"What?"

"Some guy," Santana shrugged looking at her friend, "I stole his phone yesterday."

"Sounded as if they were already getting down too," Quinn said with a grin.

Kurt knew he shouldn't care. He knew he shouldn't even be the least bit caring, but something was in his chest. He had no clue what it was. "Well that's interesting," he said.

"It is," Santana said, "And to think I thought you would lose your virginity first."

"Thanks Santana," Kurt said while rolling his eyes.

Brittany nodded her head, "Well I guess you can't date Blaine now."

"I never wanted to date him," Kurt shot at her.

"Yes you did," Brittany smiled at him.

Kurt lifted an eyebrow, "Whatever. I need to talk to Coach Sylvester about something." He stood up and walked out of the cafeteria wanting to get away from his friends.

Stomping down the hall and towards his locker, he flung it open. "Right, me dating Bowties," he snorted a laugh to himself and slammed his locker shut after he grabbed his French books.