“No.” Kurt said turning around. “You can’t possibly be going to slushie me again.” Kurt whined. “As you can see someone literally just got me two minutes ago. You’ve all made your point, I’m gay, and life sucks, but come on already another slushie? What's the point in even wasting money on the dumb things if you’re just going to throw them in my face?” Kurt complained.

“And seriously what is your problem with me anyway, Karofsky? Like really?” Kurt went on. “I get it Ohio isn’t the most accepting place, and yeah this school is awful, but it’s like you make it your life mission to torture me. Don’t you think I have it bad enough? You think I chose this? You think I chose to be bullied and tormented, and kicked out of my fucking house? Life fucking sucks for me, and I don’t understand why you feel the need to add on to that. Care to enlighten me?” Kurt asked boldly unaware of where all this confidence suddenly came from.

“It seems like a lot of effort wasted on your part, my life already sucks, some slushies aren’t going to make things any worse than they already are. Shouldn’t you focus on something else, like you’ve said before I’m just a nothing, surely I’m not worth you wasting your time on me.” Kurt continued.

“But you know what, go ahead. Slushie me. Hit me. I don’t care. You can’t punch the gay out of me just like I can’t punch the ignoramus out of you. Face it, you just can’t handle how extraordinarily ordinary you are. Maybe you’re the nobody, you’ll be stuck in Lima forever, and you’re so caught up in your own thoughts of self pity that it actually makes you feel better to victimize other people. So go ahead Karofsky, slushie me.” Kurt snapped getting in Karofsky’s face, expecting the impending slushie.

But the slushie never came. Kurt registered the sound of it dropping to the floor and before he knew it he was being pinned against the wall. Kurt was expecting a punch, but that didn’t come either. Things were moving in slow motion, yet Kurt still was unable to process what was happening.

Karofsky’s large hands were grabbing the sides of his face and his chapped lips were on Kurt’s. Karofsky was kissing him. Karofsky was kissing him?

Kurt struggled to push him off but Karofsky was so lost in the kiss he only took it as encouragement, surging forward and trying to shove his tongue in Kurt’s mouth.

Startled Kurt gasped and Karofsky’s tongue darted into his mouth. Karofsky kissed him sloppily, Kurt practically gagging. Kurt tried pushing him away but Karofsky only pressed his body further against Kurt’s. Kurt felt sick when Karofsky’s erection pressed against his thigh. Tears streamed down Kurt’s face and finally after a brutal shove he managed to get Karofsky off of him.

“What the fuck!” Kurt yelled his whole body trembling in fear.

He looked up into Karofsky’s lust blown eyes and watched Karofsky move forward to kiss him again. Thinking fast, Kurt punched Karofsky square in the jaw and turned on his heel to bolt out of the bathroom.

Running towards the door he slipped on the previously forgotten slushie and came crashing backwards his head bashing into the edge off the sink. There was a sharp cracking sound and then the jolt of his body hitting the floor before everything went completely and utterly black.

“Okay guys, welcome back to glee club!” Mr. Schuester announced excitedly. “This year’s going to be totally awesome. We have some new talent coming in, and I’m positive we’re going to Nationals this year! I can just feel it!” Mr. Schue told the smiling club.

“Mr. Schue, may I?” Rachel asked not waiting for an answer and standing up and walking to the center of the room.

“I would like to introduce to you all my brother Blaine. Blaine is my less talented younger brother. He was the lead singer of the Warblers last year, and now that he has transferred to McKinley he will be auditioning for the New Directions.” Rachel spoke gesturing to where Blaine sat in the front row.

“I’m not sure if any of you have met him yet or not. But I’d like to make some introductions.” Rachel said pulling Blaine forward.

“Blaine, this is San-" Rachel started.

“Save it hobbit, I already met him first period. One does not forget the gorgeous new kid.” Santana smirked. “I just wish he played for my team.” She said sadly.

“You have no team Santana.” Rachel remarked and Blaine looked down as everyone else looked at him.

“You’re gay?” most of them asked at once.

“Yeah, Blaine’s gay. Him and Kurt like made out at Breadstix the other night.” Finn added.

“No, Finn that was just an act.” Rachel explained.

“Did the act consist of him giving you a hand job underneath the desk in math class?” Santana winked and Blaine blushed.

“Blaine!” Rachel yelled. “Are you and Kurt like official or?” She asked excitedly.

“I’m not sure yet. I want to be, but I don’t know if we are. I was going to sing him a song and ask him to be my boyfriend afterwards. But I have no idea where he could be?”