"So..."

Blaine turned to Rachel, "What?"

"I want to know more about this Sebastian guy," Rachel said moving to sit on Blaine's bed. They were rehearsing their song for prom tomorrow and Rachel wanted it perfect.

"He is a Warbler," Blaine shrugged.

"I knew that," Rachel said hitting Blaine on the arm, "I want to know something totally random about him."

"Oh okay," Blaine nodded, "He is an only child."

"I ask you for something and you tell me he is an only child," Rachel said hitting his arm harder.

"Fine," Blaine said trying to think of something Sebastian had told him, "He has a cat I think."

"You think?" Rachel said to him, "Look Blaine if you don't like Sebastian then why are you going out with him."

"I do like Sebastian," Blaine said defensively, "Its just sometimes all he goes on and on about is the Warblers or his lacrosse team."

"Really?" Rachel asked him.

"Yes really," Blaine nodded, "Why?"

"Well I mean Finn at least tries to understand when I talk to him about stuff I like," Rachel said, "And half the time I think he just thinking about playing some shooting game with Puck later."

"I don't know," Blaine groaned, "I mean I haven't had that much experience in dating, maybe that's how it is with gay guys."

Rachel gave him a look, "You realize I grew up with two dads and they always listen to one another. They are a couple just like anybody else, it's a team."

Blaine scratched his head, "Are you saying that I shouldn't go out with Sebastian?"

"No," Rachel shook her head, "I'm saying if you aren't comfortable with him than you shouldn't force yourself to like somebody."

Blaine wrapped his arms around himself, "But no one else seems to like me," he felt his eyes starting to water. He stood up from his bed, "I have tried Rachel. I have tried so hard. I've been the perfect son for my parents and I'm still not good enough because I'm gay. I tried to do well in school, but since I'm gay I need to get the ass kicked out me. I'm just sick of my life revolving around the fact that I'm gay and it's just making my life hell."

"Sweetie," Rachel stood up to touch Blaine's arm, but he pulled it away.

"I get it," Blaine said backing away, "Maybe Sebastian isn't the greatest guy, but he likes me. And that's all I ever wanted."

Rachel wiped a tear that was falling down her face, "Can I tell you something."

"What?" Blaine asked.

"I always thought the same thoughts as you," Rachel said, "I watched Finn for years. I never thought he would notice me. And then we broke up and I figured what kind of guy would ever put up with me like he did."

Blaine laughed, "I do."

"I know," Rachel smiled at him, "And somehow Finn came back to me. Sebastian may not be your one. And your one may not even be in Ohio right now. He could be traveling the world looking for you too."

Blaine reached up and used his sleeve as a tissue, "You think that?"

Rachel grabbed a Kleenex from his box and handed it to him, "I know that. Who knows what's going to happen to us in the future. But I know there is someone out there for you."

"Thanks," Blaine said blowing his nose.

"Now let's practice this song a few more times because I don't think we are harmonizing correctly in the middle," Rachel said as she reached over to her iPod to start the song over again.

Blaine stood anxiously waiting for Sebastian to pick him up. He offered since it was his prom, but Sebastian insisted. His parents weren't home this weekend and asked if he could send them pictures.

He glanced at himself in the mirror again. His tuxedo was a simple shade of black with a black skinny tie. He had done his hair a bit differently tonight, opting for a curlier look, but still tamed.

The door bell rang and Blaine bolted. He opened the door and standing there was Sebastian. He was wearing a tuxedo of his own, it was nice and made him look handsome. "Ready to go?"

"Sure," Blaine nodded with a smile, "Oh wait," he said stepping to the side. He reached for the boutonniere he had gotten for Sebastian.

Sebastian looked down at it, "Really? Aren't those sort of tacky?"

Blaine instantly blushed. He didn't think it was tacky at all. Wasn't getting boutonniere and corsages for dates all a part of dances like this? "I didn't...I was just..."

"Fine, I'll wear it," Sebastian said taking a step towards Blaine.

Blaine gave a silent nod and took the beautiful flower from the box. He pinned it on Sebastian's jacket careful not to poke him.

"Alright great," Sebastian grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door.

Blaine was planning on a taking a few pictures inside, but apparently Sebastian was in a hurry to get to prom. He was sure Rachel would take a few of him.

"So anyone to warn me about?" Sebastian asked as they drove.

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked.

Sebastian shrugged, "Well you know like Gay Face or someone like that. I want to be prepared."

"I guess not," Blaine said, "It might be a good idea to stay away from the jocks though."

"Fair enough," Sebastian said as he pulled into McKinley High. He parked the car but made no way of leaving. "So I thought we would park for a bit."

Blaine started shaking, oh god. He wasn't ready for this. Not now and not with Sebastian. "Actually I promised Rachel I would meet her about now. And I need to know when I'm up to sing my duet with her."

"Are you stalling me?" Sebastian asked him.

Blaine shook his head, "No, I'm just very responsible in my Glee club."

"Right responsible," Sebastian said. He turned towards Blaine and reached across the seat.

Blaine didn't move, he just let Sebastian start to kiss him. It wasn't unpleasant, but he didn't think that this is what it should feel like. It felt like nothing, but then there was a wetness. That was Sebastian's tongue, he gently opened his mouth and let him dominate the kiss.

Sebastian pulled away, "More of that later," he winked and unbuckled his seatbelt.

Blaine followed and opened his door. They made their way inside and Sam, Mike, and Artie were on stage singing a song. He smiled over at them and gave a wave.

"Friends of yours?" Sebastian asked.

"They're in the Glee club," Blaine said, "Of course they are my friends."

"You can be in the glee club and not be friends with them," Sebastian pointed out, "I mean some of the Warblers couldn't make it public school like this."

Blaine stiffened at that comment, but saw Rachel and Finn. He started to walk towards them and Sebastian followed. "Hi guys!" he shouted over the music.

Rachel smiled and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, "Hi! Isn't this great!" She lifted her hand, "Look at what Finn got me!"

Blaine looked at the corsage on her wrist, "It's beautiful."

"Thanks," Rachel smiled and looked up, "And this must be Sebastian."

"Yeah," Blaine nodded, "Finn and Rachel," he said to his date.

"Hi," Sebastian waved at them, "I'm thirsty. I'm going to go grab something to drink."

"Alright," Blaine said and Sebastian walked off.

"Where's your boutonniere dude?" Finn asked, "I thought gay guys were into that stuff."

Rachel hit him on the chest playfully, she glanced at Blaine and saw his face understanding the moment Finn asked. "You ready to dance tonight?"

"I guess if Sebastian wants too," Blaine shrugged.

"Don't forget you promise all us girls in Glee club a dance too," Rachel laughed, "And I expect full payment." She grabbed Finn's hand and pulled him out onto the dance floor.

"You got it," Blaine smiled at her.

Sebastian came back and was holding a drink in his hand, "I thought someone would have spiked it by now."

"I'm pretty sure Puck hasn't been around yet," Blaine shrugged. He watched all of the other couples dancing together on the floor. The songs changed and now Mercedes was singing with Tina and Brittany in the background.

Blaine looked over and found Kurt and his date. He was definitely tall, he had muscles too. His hair was perfect, it was straight and styled neat on the top of his head. They were both wearing boutonnieres as well.

"Want to dance?" Sebastian asked.

Blaine jumped, "Sure."

Sebastian stood up and followed him to the dance floor. Since it was a bit of a slower song Blaine wasn't sure where to put his hands. "I'll lead this time," he said.

"Okay," Blaine nodded, but he still wasn't sure.

"I'm not going to bite," Sebastian said as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist to pull him closer.

Blaine's arms just fell to hold Sebastian around the neck. He was dancing with a boy at his prom. He couldn't feel like he was flying any higher.

The slow song quickly ended and Santana took the microphone to apparently, "Pump up this lame party."

Sebastian kept trying to grind up against Blaine, but he really didn't want to dance like that. He pulled out his last move, "I'm thirsty, would you mind?"

Groaning, Sebastian reached over and pulled Blaine closer to him, "I know you're trying to get away from me."

Rachel appeared at his side suddenly, "Blaine we are on deck."

"Okay," Blaine may have smiled a bit too large as he quickly took his friend's hand and started walking to the stage.

"That bad?" Rachel asked.

Blaine shrugged, "It was fine, but then something happened."

Rachel shrugged, "Ready to sing?"

"Oh yes," Blaine laughed as they were introduced and made their way up on the stage.

As they were singing Blaine could see Kurt and his date in the corner. They weren't really dancing as much as sucking on another's faces. And if they weren't doing that then they were grinding against each other.

Blaine noticed Kurt was a bit wobbly as well. He wondered what was up with that.

They finished their song and everyone clapped loudly as Mr. Figgins walked onto the stage.

"Hello McKinley Junior Prom," Mr. Figgins said, "I am here to announce your prom queen and prom king."

Blaine and Rachel found Finn standing next to Sebastian looking confused. "Finn's face is pretty similar to mine when I hear Sebastian talk," Blaine said.

Rachel laughed as she took Finn's hand and the group watched as Mr. Figgins read the votes.

"And your Prom Queen is," Mr. Figgins paused as he took out a piece of paper from an envelope, "Quinn Fabray."

Quinn walked straight up to the stage and let the crown be placed on her head, "Thank you all," she smiled and waved.

Rachel and Blaine shared a look and rolled their eyes.

"Now your Prom King," Mr. Figgins struggled to open the envelope and he ripped it open, "Blaine Anderson."

The room went silent. Everyone's eyes turned towards Blaine. Blaine stood in shock. He didn't know what to do right now. He could run the door was right there and he could just start running.

"Go on up there Mr. Prom King," Sebastian said in his ear.

Blaine gave a small nod and let his feet carrying him up to the stage. He let the crown be placed on his head. He looked over and saw Quinn giving him a funny look and she took a step back.

Suddenly five pounds of slushie was dropped on his head. He was freezing as he stood up there. He looked into the crowd and everyone was laughing.

Blaine shook the slushie off and ran down the stairs, and out the door. He heard Rachel yelling his name, but he didn't stop. He ran out of the school and finally stopped when he leaned on the wall of the brick.

"You look like shit," someone said.

Blaine turned and saw Puck holding a bottle in a bag, "What are you doing out here?"

"I got bored," Puck shrugged, "You want some? You look like you could use something."

Blaine grabbed the bottle and started to drink it all down. It burned his throat and tasted like nothing he had ever had before.

"Dude," Puck stepped towards him, "It's not water."

Pulling the bottle away from his mouth, Blaine used his sleeve to wipe away the drips, "I needed that," he said now handing the empty bottle to Puck.

"Dude, you are so buying me a new one," Puck said.

"Fine," Blaine said waiting for the effects of the alcohol to take affect.

Puck held out his hand, "We're leaving come on."

"What?" Blaine looked up at him.

"I know of a party and a good one, just a few blocks down the road," Puck said, "And you look like you need to get wasted."

"Yeah," Blaine nodded, "I do."

"Well alright then," Puck said helping Blaine up, "Let's get Anderson wasted tonight!"

Puck took Blaine to his car and he climbed inside. "Thanks."

"Sure, is there anyone you wanted to tell you were leaving first?" Puck asked starting his car.

Blaine nodded, "I'll text them." He pulled out his phone and his vision started to get blurry, as he sent a text to Sebastian and Rachel. He sent one to Sebastian telling him he was going to walk home. And he sent one to Rachel telling her he found a ride home and was fine. He then turned off his phone and shoved it in his pocket.

"You are going to have the time of your life!" Puck said with a laugh, "Mostly all the cool kids will join us after the lame prom. And why are you wearing that crown on your head?"

Blaine reached up and touched the crown, he had forgotten about that. "I'm the Prom King," he said with his words already starting to slur, "And my subjects love me by pouring gallons of slushie on my head."

"Well it explains to the sticky mess," Puck said and found a place to park. "Are you ready?"

"YES!" Blaine shouted as they exited the car. They walked to the front door that was swung open. "HEY BITCHES! IT'S TIME TO PARTY!" Everyone yelled and started to pull him in to the party.

"He texted me saying he got a ride," Rachel said looking at her phone, "Who could have gotten a ride from?"

"Well looks like I'm gone," Sebastian said.

"Wait, don't you want to know where he is?" Rachel asked him.

Sebastian shrugged, "I'll let him cool off and call him in the morning. See ya," he waved and walked out.

"I don't really like him," Finn said.

"Me neither," Rachel said crossing her arms over her chest. "Now I need to find out who did that to him." She looked around and there was a crew on the stage cleaning the mess up, they couldn't start singing again until it was gone, so there was just some music playing.

Rachel then spotted them. All of the Cheerios standing together and laughing. She stomped her way over, "That was rude and mean!"

Quinn put a hand on her hip, "So what."

"It wasn't right to do that to someone like Blaine," Rachel said to them. "He is one of the nicest guys at this school and all you care about is humiliating him."

"He deserved it honey," one of the Cheerios said.

"Did you see the way he was dancing with his date?" another Cheerio said, "Not in Ohio."

One of the jocks as her date nodded, "It was quite gross."

"And what about Kurt!" Rachel exclaimed, "He is dancing with his date and they were practically having sex at one point."

"We told them to keep it in the corner and they did," a guy said, "It was easy."

"You are all awful people and I hope you three don't get to go to Nationals with us," she pointed to Santana, Brittany, and Quinn.

"But then you wouldn't have enough people," Santana pointed out with a smile.

"I don't care," Rachel said to them, "Blaine is my best friend and if you think he is so small that you have to treat him like that then I don't want anything to do with you three." She stomped away and left them.

Kurt had watched the whole thing and finally pushed the guy who was now licking his ear away. He did feel a bit tipsy from the drinks they had drunk in the car on the way over, but it was just to loosen him up.

"You guys did that?" Kurt asked holding steady on Santana's shoulder.

"Course we did," one of the jocks smiled big, "Had to keep order here."

Kurt took a step back, "That was rude James."

"So what," James said.

Kurt clicked his tongue, "You weren't saying that when I let you go down on me that one night at a party."

James eyes widened, "What the hell man!"

"And Terry," Kurt said wrapping an arm around the Cheerio, "I just wanted to apologize. I didn't realize you and Phillip were dating when he asked me to finger him. He was just really curious," he giggled.

"Alright," Santana grabbed Kurt's arm, "It's time to go."

"Wait," Kurt said as he reached and grabbed Bobby's arm, "I need my date."

"Hey man," Bobby said, "I heard of party going on around here. Want to go?"

"Yeah," Kurt sighed falling into Bobby's arms.

Quinn and Santana shared a look. They knew Kurt was drunk already, but didn't know how well this would go over. "We're going too," Santana said grabbing Brittany's hand.

Quinn turned her date, he was a football player, Tyler, "Sorry I'm leaving too. I had a nice time."

And they all piled into the car and drove over to the party. The party was in full swing and that's when Brittany shouted, "Hey it's Puck's truck."

They all looked over and sure enough there was Puck's truck parked. "Well let's go!" Kurt said and ran into the party.

"I can only imagine this night ending well," Santana said looking over at Quinn.

"Hello! Hello? Whatever just call me back later," and then the line went dead.

Blaine pulled the blankets back over himself, letting the phone fall onto the floor. He folded himself into the fetal position clutching his pillow and crying. This is not how his junior year was supposed to end.

Blaine finally pulled himself out of bed after he realized he had no more tears left inside of him. He crawled into the bathroom and he was just in time because he quickly grabbed the toilet and emptied his entire stomach in to it.

He gripped the edges of the toilet so hard his knuckles turned white. He felt sore all over and didn't feel like he could even see straight. Slowly he pulled himself into this shower and let the warm water run over his body.

After his shower Blaine finally stood up shakily and grabbed a towel that was hanging up. He dried himself off and made his way back to his bed. Picking up his tuxedo from the floor, he realized it was wet and not with just slushie, but it looked as if someone had tried to clean it.

Blaine walked over to his dresser and pulled out an old t-shirt and pajama pants to put on. He wasn't planning on seeing anyone and didn't want to for a long time. He looked over and saw Kurt's phone sitting beside his own on his night stand, reaching over he turned Kurt's phone off. Wrapping his blankets around himself, he tried to get some sleep.

Kurt opened his front door and prayed his dad wasn't awake yet.

"Kurt?"

Kurt flinched, "Almost," he whispered to himself. "Yeah dad?"

"Where have you been?" Burt asked walking into the living room and seeing his son in the same outfit as he was wearing yesterday.

"I was at Santana's," Kurt lied. He knew his dad would believe him though. He rushed past his dad to go to his room.

Burt looked at him, "And I take it you left your phone there?"

Kurt froze, "My phone?"

"You didn't answer when I called earlier, and now it's just going straight to voicemail," Burt told him, "You need to stop losing your phone."

"Right," Kurt nodded in a daze, "I need to call Santana and let her know to bring it to school on Monday."

"Fine," Burt said, "Did you have fun?"

Kurt didn't know what to say. Did he have fun? "Yeah," he said slowly, "I'm tired though, going to sleep for awhile."

"Have a good nap," Burt smiled at him.

Kurt walked into his room and shut the door. He leaned his back on the door and fell to the ground. Kicking his shoes off, he immediately checked his pocket and pulled out his wallet.

Kurt stood up slowly and changed out of his tuxedo he had been wearing into a loose shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He honestly didn't know what to do. Obviously his phone was somewhere, and hopefully not with Blaine.