November 4

Does it sound weird if I say I’m trying to forget what you look like so I can keep the mystery?

Actually, I’m kind of jealous that you get to know what I look like.

Really now?

Yeah.  It’s like you hold something over me or something.  Not fair.

I don’t know how I feel about you knowing what I look like

Am I that ugly? (unsent)

Really, it’s okay.

It’s just... I don’t think I’m that good looking (unsent)

You’re really attractive (unsent)

I’m glad you’re okay with that.  Silly me with my silly wanting to be mysterious

It is sort of silly.

But so is going to a bar and singing a song when there’s a really good chance that the person the song was meant for might be there. (unsent)

But silly is okay, remember?

Grasshopper.

You’re right, silly is one of the defining aspects of our relationship (unsent)

You’re right, silly is one of the defining aspects of our friendship

Oh, we’re friends now?

That’s so exciting!

Was I too forward in assuming we were friends (unsent due to seeing the second text)

I’m glad you’re okay with me saying we were friends

Are you kidding?  The only real friend I have at this point is my roommate.  If we’re not counting classmates.  Which I’m not.

Oh you poor thing.  I have a few really good friends from school.  And of course my roommate and my boyfriend

Well, I would have friends from school, but I sort of might have been a little bit of a jerk back then.

My roommate went to the same school as I did though, so that’s cool.

Sort of lost touch with everyone else though.

BUT.

I did have a boyfriend until two weeks ago.

You can’t have been a bigger jerk than the captain of a club I joined when I transferred schools

But that really sucks.  I think you mentioned having a boyfriend, though.  If it’s not too forward, what happened between you?

Well...

It’s been a long time that we’ve been dating.  We met in 2006 and started actually dating in 2007.  Uhm.  Everything was okay until I moved here and he was stuck back at home.

He I guess moved on.

And I’ll bet I could give that captain of your club a run for his money.

I was the captain of my own club sort of thing. (unsent)

Oh wow, that really sucks.  I think I’ve told you, I met my boyfriend once I transferred, in 2007.  He showed me around and got me familiar with the school, and even dragged me out to that club the first time.

My first year out of high school, he was still a senior, and we almost broke up.  But we managed to fix everything, and one happy ending later we’re living together with my other best friend.

Oh, tell me some more about how you love your boyfriend. (unsent)

Interesting.

So, what club was it that you were in?

(I really wish you didn’t have to work

Sorry Kurtie.  You’re home, right?

Yeah, I’m stuck at home.  Rachie has an evening class

All alone.  I’m so sorry, baby

Kurt

Save me from this class

Why do I still have to take normal stuff

Kurt

Answer me

Kurt

Rachel I’m texting Seb right now, leave me alone

Fine)

I miss you baby

Oh god.  shitshitshit

You really have a problem with that, don’t you?

Not that I’d mind you missing me. (unsent)

Yes, I do.  But this time, it was all my roommate’s fault.  I was texting my boyfriend at the same time as you, and she kept texting me, so I went to tell her to leave me alone, and tried to go back to him, and went to you instead

I’m really sorry.

(Yo Wes.  You gotta get home soon.

Why, what’s going on?

He mistexted me again.  I’m way too into this.

Seriously, dude.  I told you to stop answering his texts.  He’s got a bf.  You’re not over Eli. I’m serious when I tell you that this isn’t good for you.  You’re gonna end up rebounding and destroying this Kurt guy’s relationship with his bf.

I’m not gonna rebound.

Stop texting him.

No.

Blaine.

Blaine?

I’m coming home right now, and I swear if you’re texting him, I’m going to smash your phone.)

It’s really okay.  No big deal, Grasshopper.

But I think you made the right choice in picking who to text anyway. (unsent)

Now, back to that club you were in...

It was Glee Club

Seriously?

Yeah

I wanted to be a performer

Can I tell you a secret?

Sure?

I was in Glee Club too.

Wow, that’s a little... wow

Heh. Yeah.  Did your Glee Club compete?  Mine did, pretty seriously too.

Yeah, we did.  It was pretty awesome, except for that jerk of a captain

Lol, this guy must have been terrible.  I was actually the captain of our Glee Club from my sophomore year on.  My roommate went to the same school as I did, and he was captain before me.  Somehow petitioned for me to captain the team then.

I know my bf always used to rant about how the captain of our club brown-nosed himself into the position.  And he definitely was terrible.  That’s cool, though, that you got to be captain from sophomore year on

Yeah.  To be honest, I have no idea how I got to be captain so young.  

They were giving me the leads in all the songs, and I guess they felt that should be a captain thing. Meh.

Our captain just hogged all of the songs.  It was worse than my best friend in my other school (which I transferred back to, actually).  At least at the other school, our coach forced her to share solos

That’s so weird, it was like the opposite for me.  I always just ended up with them.

I wish it wasn’t a hippo to know where you went to school or whatever.  How hilarious would it be to have been at the same competitions back in the day?

It would be pretty hilarious

(Wes, don’t even worry about coming home.  I’m going out so you can’t find me.  I have way too much in common with Kurt to stop texting him.  I just found out he was in Glee Club too.  Seriously.  Not stopping.

Blaine!  Stop!  You’re going to get yourself into a lot of trouble, and I’m going to have to bail your ass out.  Again.

Not waiting.  Sorry.  Already left.  Hah!

Blaine!  Don’t.  I’m almost there.

Blaine.

Ugh!  You are so impossible!)

I’d tell you where I went to school, but it’s not fair that you get to know what I look like, AND where I went to school.  So, maybe I do finally have a secret.

Gasp, you actually have a secret

I’ll tell you where I went to school for freshman, sophomore, half of junior and senior year.  Not where I transferred to

Well.....

I dunno...

McKinley High.  In Lima.  And you dunno... what?

McKinley?

Ha.

We used to compete against you.

I went to Dalton Academy.

Kurt does a double take

(Kurt

Kurt

WHAT?

I hate English.

I wish I didn’t have to take it.

Rachel, forget about your stupid English class for a minute

And stop sending multiple texts when one could do.

I don’t want to forget about English

Actually I do

What do you mean?

Why did you tell me to forget?

That’s exactly what I’m talking about.  All of those could have been one text and I wouldn’t be getting notifications all the time

Well sooooooooooooooooorry

Kurtie

So, what’s going on?

Rachel.  It’s about Blaine.

Ooooooo what now?  Are you texting him now?  What’s he saying?  Come on, tell me!

Rachel, he was the captain of the Warblers

Ohhhhh snap.

What do I do?

Tell him you were a member of the Warblers?

It’s not fair.  I know so much about him.  But he barely noticed me when I was there.

Crap, Kurtie, the prof noticed me on my phone.

Sorry.

It’s okay Rachie)

You were the captain of the Warblers?

(Wes.  Wes.  Weswesweswes.  He went to McKinley.  That was only like two hours from Dalton.  We competed against him.  Not ever gonna stop texting him.

Blaine... wait, seriously?

Yeah!

Hmm.  I don’t know any of those kids names.  I don’t remember him.

I didn’t really expect you to.  But Woo!

I still don’t have a good feeling about this.

Oh, shut up, you killjoy.)

Yeah.  McKinley was the New Directions, right?

Yeah

Haha, small world, isn’t it?

Very much so

You guys won more competitions than we did, at least that we were at together.

Yeah, I guess we did.  I’d laugh at you, but that feels weird.

You know that kid who transferred to Dalton in your sophomore year and transferred back later that year?  That was me (unsent)

You guys were good, though.

Haha, thanks.  The group worked so well together.  Everyone got their parts down perfectly.  I can’t take credit for everything.

[ten minutes pass]

Yeah

You got quiet.

Everything okay?

Yeah

Kurt.

Yeah?

Don’t lie to me.

Not lying

[20 minutes pass]

Late night coffee is always appropriate, and Blaine cuts through the park and to the coffee shop.  He sits down, enjoying people watching with his drink.

Kurt has finished sexting Seb and has made his way to the coffee shop, forgetting about Blaine for the time being.  He just wants a coffee so he can relax. He walks in the door and freezes, seeing Blaine sitting there, and quickly turns around to head home

Blaine minds his own business when he hears the bell on the door go off.  He glances up to see that same weirdly familiar face from before turn around and go to leave.  Freezing for a second, he tries to figure out how he knows that face, sipping on his coffee.  Intrigued, he stands up to also leave.

(Damnit Rachie I can’t go to my Starbucks anymore

What’s wrong now?

He goes there

Who?

BLAINE

Really?

Yeah

Wow, that sucks

I’m freaking out right now

First we both frequent Callbacks

Then we both were Warblers

Now we frequent the same coffee shop

And he was the jerk captain from Dalton

What am I going to do, Rachel?

Weren’t you JUST lecturing me about this earlier, Kurtie?

Shut up, Rachel

[silence]

Rach?

Rachie?
Rachel?

Come back!

Fine

Be that way.

Don’t expect food when you get back

Jerk

<3

<3)

Sorry about earlier

Blaine follows the entirely too stylish coat that left the shop before him.

Oh.  Yeah, I guess that’s okay.

Kurt walks towards his apartment, texting Rachel

I was just... distracted

Yeah, you know it’s no big deal.

Waiting to see if he hears any ringtones that might signify a text message going off, Blaine considers that this might actually be Kurt.

Kurt turns his phone off vibrate just before Blaine’s text comes through.  His ringtone, ‘Single Ladies’ plays to signify the text.

Oh, alright

Walking on the sidewalk outside of Madison Square Park, Blaine notices the twinkle lights that swing from tree to tree, noting that it’s a very high school-dance look, but that they are pretty.

Aren’t twinkle lights pretty at night?

Uh, yeah.  This may sound really weird, but I’m actually right next to some twinkle lights right now

Blaine watches ahead as Kurt looks up at the lights and then back at his phone.  Shortly thereafter, his own phone goes off, playing a big band tune called Kalamazoo, muffled in his pocket.

Oh, that’s so weird. Me too.

Kurt stays busy looking down at his phone for a while, but nothing is sent to Blaine until the very end of his pause despite his phone going off several times

(RACHEL

WHAT???

I think Blaine is stalking me.

Wut?

I think Blaine is stalking me.

Why?

Because he sent me a text about being next to twinkle lights

and I’m next to twinkle lights

So?  Turn around, see if it’s him

What if it is?  What do I say?

Hello?

Not helpful

Soooooooorry

Texting Brody now, talk to you later.

Maybe if you only texted one person at a time like me, you wouldn’t mistext so often

Shut up, Rachel.)

That’s really weird.  Wouldn’t it be funny if you were walking behind me or something?

(Wes.  I was at the coffee shop.  He came in.  I dunno how I knew it was him, but I did.  He just looked so familiar.

So?

I followed him.

Holy shit dude, stop being a stalker.  Not cool.)

Realizing that he technically is stalking Kurt, Blaine ducks into the park.

Yeah, that would be so weird.

You’re in luck.  There’s no one behind me I can see.

Blaine kicks a metal trash can next to him hard enough to make it fall over, and make a lot of noise. He picks up that trash can, puts it back, and proceeds to punch it, before cutting through the park toward his apartment.

Haha, yeah.

It’s weird.  I just heard the weirdest noise.  Sounded like something falling over or something like that.  Made me jump.

(Okay, Now I really needyou to be at the aprtment.  You were rigt.  I stopped.  Kicked a trsh can and then pnched it and dude those things are solid.  I thin I busted my hand up.

Lefty texting not working so well then?

Asshole.)

Lol.

Laughing at my startledness now?

Is that even a word?

Back at his apartment, Blaine hesitates.

[silence]

Blaine?

[silence]

Blaine, did you die?

Blaine looks as his phone and the texts from Kurt, but can’t reply because of his hand.

[silence]

This isn’t funny, Blaine!

Blaine

Blaine

Blaine

Blaine

Blaine, I’m obsessed with texting you (unsent)

Hey Kurt.  This is Wes, Blaine’s roommate.  He can’t type really well because he’s in the ER.  Broke his hand punching a trash can.  Crazy kid. lol

He did what?

Hello, Wes, nice to meet you.

He did WHAT?

Nice to meet you too.

Yeah, he’s a little silly sometimes.  They have him talking to a doctor right now, which it’s amazing that there’s not really anyone else in the ER right now.  

Oh wow.  Tell him I’m sorry that happened.  What made him punch a trash can?

It’s funny that you should ask, actually.

Reading back through your convo with him, I am pretty sure I know why.  

Actually, when I look at my convo with him and then compare it to your convo with him, I know why too.

That startling thing, I think was him.  But I’m going to delete these messages so that he doesn’t know I told you that.  I told him to stop bothering you because you have a boyfriend.

Wait, so what you’re saying is... Blaine was there?  He was behind me?  How did he know it was me?  He hasn’t been stalking me, has he?  Oh god.

I’m sorry, I get rambly when I’m upset

It’s just... wow

I’ll forward you something, hang on.

Fw-Wes.  I was at the coffee shop.  He came in.  I dunno how I knew it was him, but I did.  He just looked familiar.

Fw-So?

Fw-I followed him.

Fw-Holy shit dude, stop being a stalker.  Not cool.

Kurt stares at messages for a moment, and then panics

Um, wow.  I wasn’t expecting that.

I, uh, I’m somewhere where I need to turn off my phone.  It was nice talking to you Wes

You too, Kurt.  And, don’t worry, I’ll get rid of this.  And I’m going to keep him from texting you too.  He’s still upset over Eli dumping him.  Have a good night!

Deleting the incriminating evidence that he had talked to Kurt, and that Kurt might have been concerned that Blaine wasn’t texting back, Wes covers his tracks.  Everything after the ’Lol.’ is deleted.

(Kurtie

Sebbie

Sebbie, we need to talk

What about, babe?

When you get home, Sebbie

You don’t call me Sebbie unless you’re upset

Sebbie, I’m so sorry

Are you going to break up with me?

[silence]

Kurt?

I’m not breaking up with you.  We just need to talk

God, Kurt, don’t do that to me.

Sorry Sebbie

It’s okay.  I’ll be home soon, promise.

Love you

Love you too

Rachel

Rachel

Rachel

WHAT?

I think Kurt’s cheating on me

WHAAAAT? WHYYYYYY?
Because he sent me a text saying that we need to talk, and said he was sorry

Oh god

What?

Nothing

You know something

No I don’t

Tell me

[silence]

Rachel

Rachel

Rachel

Rachel

GOD WHAT IS IT WITH YOU PEOPLE?

Can’t you just send ONE text with my name?
Seriously, it’s getting ridiculous!
All I want to do is text Brody

LEAVE ME ALONE, KURT AND SOLVE YOUR OWN PROBLEMS WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND

What problems?

[silence])