Blaine loves to dance. He’s not good at it per say, but he loves to just turn the music on really loud and dance the heck out of life. He doesn’t even really care what he’s listening to, he just likes to move. It was a retreat for him when things got bad. It always cheered him up and no one could take it away from him.

When he first transferred to Dalton, he was sure that living in the dorm and having a roommate would be the end to his nightly dance parties. As it turns out, he was really wrong. He dances more at Dalton than he ever has in his life. And he loves it more and more every day and he’s actually getting better at it.

When he first joins the Warblers, he consciously tries not to be old Blaine. The one who rambled and made bad jokes, he even attempted to be silent and still and listen. But it’s just not him. Pretty soon he can’t stop trying out for solos or giving suggestions on dance moves.

Sometimes he can’t really can’t believe this is his life and he just smiles.