"Since I can't really lift stuff do you mind if I skip set up and go see if Blaine got the note?" Kurt asked after the fourth time he was yelled at for picking something up to try and speed up their stage setting process.

"Fine, go ahead. Just like don't let him upset you. If he's being a dick just walk away, you don't have to deal with him." Finn reminded Kurt with a brotherly tone. Kurt knew what he meant, clearly Finn didn't want to see Blaine hurt him, and personally Kurt didn't want to see himself hurt by Blaine.

"Hey Kurt what's up?" Sam asked cheerfully as Kurt walked into the library.

"Not much, how are you? I've missed you Sammy. Are things good back home?" Kurt asked as politely as he could not taking his eyes off Blaine who in turn was not taking his eyes off Sam.

"Things are going well, I'll probably go back to Kentucky for the summer, see if I can get a real job, take care of my family and sign up for a community college in Kentucky." Sam explained as Kurt sat down next to him.

"Awwh that sounds nice, I'm sure your family misses you and they'll be happy to see you. Speaking of family will you be at dinner tonight?" Kurt asked Sam hoping he'd say no.

"Of course man! The gangs back in town I wouldn't miss it for the world." Sam smiled.

"That's good to here, what about you Blaine? Are you coming?" Kurt asked and Blaine looked confused.

"I don't think Santana would want me there and to be quite honest I don't want to go. You can't just pull me back into your life when you're bored Kurt. I'm not some play toy. And I'm certainly not going to be your Friday night booty call. I'm sure you could have found someone in New York to do that for you. You can't just come back here Kurt, act like you wanna talk to me, and use me. I'm sick of it." Blaine said not looking at Kurt as Kurt cried.

"Bye Blaine. I love you." Kurt said as he walked away the tears blurring his vision as he walked quickly to the auditorium.

"Awwwh Kurt what happened?" Rachel asked as he walked onto the stage.

"Blaine didn't get the note. He yelled at me. He said the only reason I came back was to use him." Kurt cried.

"Kurt, man, I'm so sorry. Do you want me to go punch him? Teach him a lesson?" Finn asked anger evident in his features.

"He said he wasn't some booty call." Kurt said laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"That's what he told me." Santana added. "Looks like glee clubs doing Ke$ha again." She said with a smirk and Kurt gave her a watery smile.

"San, can you do me a favor?" Kurt asked with a weak voice.

"Anything, love. What is it?" She asked.

"Can you go back to his locker and take the sonogram; I don't want him to see it." Kurt said and Santana nodded and patted his shoulder before walking off to do as she was asked.

"Fucking Blaine." She mumbled as she not so graceful pried his locker open, taking the picture and gently sliding it into her pocket before tearing up the inside of his locker. Ripping papers apart and taking all the pictures of he and Kurt, Blaine didn't deserve to see Kurt's smile.

"Here you go buddy." She said handing him the sonogram.

"Thanks, what would I do without you?" He asked and she hugged him tightly.

"Wow look who came to visit us!" Mr. Schue said excitedly as he entered the auditorium.

"Hey Mr. Schue!" Rachel greeted, Kurt and Santana offering a small wave.

"I knew Santana was here, she kind of stole a student from me earlier this afternoon." He laughed giving her a hug.

"Sorry about that, Blaine was needed for some questioning." She laughed awkwardly.

"That's fine, what are you guys doing here?" He asked and they all kind of shrugged looking at each other for a clue as to what they should say.

"Well I actually had some exciting news, so we all came home for Friday night dinner. Finn picked us up from the airport this morning so we came to McKinley with him to say hey to everyone." Kurt vaguely explained and he nodded.

"Well I hope you guys are staying for glee club, these new kids need to be taught a thing or two." Mr. Schue laughed and Rachel smiled at hearing she hadn't quite been replaced.

"Yeah we plan on staying." Kurt replied and Mr. Schue continued to welcome them back.

"Kurt!!! What are you doing here, love?!?!" Sugar greeted loudly as she ran into the auditorium. "Awwh look at you, you look so good! I've missed you! How long are you here? I have some major gossip for you!" she talked excitedly as she hugged him tightly.

"Hey man what's up?" Artie greeted him rolling over towards them. "Hey Rach, hey Santana" He smiled at the girls.

More and more people walked in greeting them in a similar fashion asking them why they were here and what they were doing and things of that nature. Finally Sam and Blaine walked in with Brittany and Tina following closely behind.

"Santana, I didn't know you were coming." Brittany said excitedly, racing towards her and kissing her cheek. "I've missed you." She whispered softly and Santana could feel her heart racing.

"I don't like that you guys are here." Tina said coldly. "First off not only has Santana already threatened Blaine, but now someone has broken into his locker and messed with all of his perfectly organized stuff and this has you guys written all over it. Plus I don't like you Kurt, you're presence here makes Blaine uncomfortable, he's just too polite to say so." Tina went on and Santana rolled her eyes.

"San, I told you to get you know what, not fuck up his locker." Kurt said and Santana laughed giving a 'whoops' expression.

"I think you guys should go." Tina said and Finn cleared his throat getting their attention.

"Tina, just shut up for once." He said and Kurt tried his hardest to not laugh as Finn went on. "I'm tired of all the attitude in here. It's fine to have big personalities and be divas and stuff like that, that's what helps with competition, and it gets your energy up and adds meaning to your performances. But all this meanness that has been going on needs to stop. Ryder, Wade can be whatever the hell Wade pleases and you can't decide for him. Marley you're skinny so shut up. Artie we get it, you're bitter, that doesn't give you the right to act superior to everyone else. Sam, just stop. Seriously everything you're doing, just stop. You act like you're better than everyone here, and show me some respect, I practically rescued you from being a stripper in freaking Kentucky, you live in my house for free and yet you treat me like shit. Tina, Blaine is not in love with you, you are not Rachel, I'm proud of you for finally finding your voice, but sometimes you really need to just shut up. Blaine, Jesus Christ, you're student council president, not the Dark Lord, you don't have power over everyone, and when you don't get your way you can't just pout and complain like a kicked puppy, you're a senior in high school grow up. Sam doesn't like you, he is straight, not only is he straight but he's in a committed relationship with Brittany. Remember how upset Kurt was when you cheated on him, of course not you weren't there and you didn't care. But cheating hurts people, trust me I know. I've been cheated on and I've cheated and I'm so freaking sorry. But everyone needs to just grow up, make amends with everyone, and calm down." Finn said, by the time he finished his rant his face was red and Tina and Marley looked like they were about to cry. Kurt and Santana applauding him for his speech.

"Okay, so um, the lesson today is Ke$ha, who would like to go first?" Finn asked and no one raised their hand quite yet.

"If no one wants to go, I don't mind singing." Santana said with a wink and Mr. Schue gestured towards the stage.

"Couldn't help it when we met, I was playing hard to get. But one look and that was it. Now it doesn't matter." Santana sang flirtatiously making eye contact with Brittany who was seated far away from her boyfriend all attentive in the front row.

"Drinking wine on the cement, outside 7-11. Fell in love on accident, now it doesn't matter. You got to me; you saw through me, you're in for it now." Santana sang acting out the words as she sang from the floor pretending to seductively drink the microphone, crawling towards the front of the stage as the chorus began.

"You're all I wanna do. I only wanna dance with you. Whatever I got to do. I want you to myself tonight, all right. I only wanna dance with you." Santana said taking long elegant strides towards Brittany as she sang, eye fucking the entire time, turning around swiftly to sing the second verse.

"Used to being on the road, crazy nights and playing shows. Used to dancing all alone, now it doesn't matter. Since you got a hold of me, I'm talking about you in my sleep. What the hell did you do to me? Oh, it doesn't matter. I fell for you, yeah girl you're so screwed, so you're in for it now." Santana sang and Sam stood up.

"Enough!" Sam yelled and Santana snapped her eyes towards him.

"Sit down, I'm not finished." She said and he looked angered.

"Singing a song about my lips was harsh, but I took that. I thought you know what Santana may be a little cold hearted but she means well. But deliberately singing a song like this to my girlfriend? It's too much. You're a bitch." He said sitting down rubbing the palms of his hands over his eyes in frustration.

"Well you stole the love of my life!" She yelled.

"Mine too!" Kurt added and Rachel laughed.

"Okay guys; let's just calm it down some. San, be cool don't burn bridges and stuff like that; we still have the weekend to get through. And this isn't your battle right now. This weekend is for Kurt." Rachel said and Santana nodded.

"What do you even mean this weekends for Kurt, you guys seriously followed him back here so he could fuck with Blaine's emotions?" Tina asked and Kurt sighed.

"Yup, sure did Tina. I'mma bitch." Kurt said and pressed play on his iPhone.

"This one's for Blaine!" Kurt announced as the music began playing.

"I like you, don't want to marry you. I really wanna really wanna do you, a favor. And let you know, that I really really really really like you. Don't want to, marry you." Kurt sang sassily to Blaine who seemed to not recognize the song yet.

"I really wanna really wanna do you a favor, and let you know that I really really really really. I want to show you a magic tick, Yeah I promise it's sick like woah oh oh oh. Every time gonna blow your mind." He sang dropping to his knees and opening his mouth seductively.

"Just don't, just don't don't don't don't. Don't get attach when I call you up trying to get some ass like no no no no." Kurt sang smacking his ass and then waving his finger no.

"Don't want a boyfriend, just want to get some." He sang making sure to maintain eye contact with Blaine the whole time.

"Yeah yeah yeah. I really want to get it on with you. And from the very second that I saw you, knew you were gonna be my new booty call. And that's all. I've been thinking about it all day long; just don't go falling in love. Boy you down to be my new booty call?" Kurt sang ending the song in a question.

"That's really offensive." Tina said and Kurt laughed.

"What's offensive is that everyone keeps assuming that I only came here to hurt Blaine. It's really offensive that you guys can't accept the fact that I love him, that I love him so much, that I'm standing here my heart breaking as he rejects me for a boy who's been sleeping in my bed for the past year. It's offensive that I can't get a fucking moment alone with him to tell him something huge, something that's the only reason I came here to say, something that is going to change my life drastically. The fact that you guys don't take me serious and just assume I'm only out here to hurt Blaine is offensive. I know what it feels like to be hurt, I would never do that to someone. I don't sleep around; I don't fuck with people's emotions. Every single time I've done it with Blaine it was out of love. Not because he was there and I needed a quick fix. I have self-control. I didn't come here for some trashy booty call. I came here to tell you-" Kurt cut off his rant clutching his bump and running off the stage to the closest trash can emptying his stomach of the sandwich he had for lunch a long with bile that burned his throat, his whole body trembling. He knew he shouldn't have gotten himself so worked up. He collapsed to the ground holding his abdomen and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "Fuck it, I'm going home." He said and walked out of the auditorium leaving the glee kids massively confused as Finn, Rachel, and Santana stormed off after him.