GLEE

Tested (Pt. 3)

That same night, I stormed back into the apartment, slamming the door in the process. Kurt looked up at me from the table and scowled.

"Do you have to slam the door like that when you come in? I hate that, I really hate that." he said. I just stared at him.

"Listen Hummel, when I come home from a hard day's work, that means I've been working hard all day. Why? So I can get a job. Why? So I can make money. Why? So I can pay a fifth of the rent for this apartment. And on the apartment is a door, which I also rented. Why? So after a hard day's work, I got something to slam after!"  I shouted, opening the door and slamming it hard again. Kurt recoiled into his chair and turned back to his papers.

Then Rachel came in from the kitchen, with flour all over her face. I guess she was attempting to make dinner...again.

"Hey Reese, how was your day?" she asked with her bright smile. I however did not smile, then went back over to the door, opened it, then slammed it closed.

"That answer your question sweetheart?" I asked her.

"That bad huh? Well would it make you feel better if I told you that Sidney gave us six tickets to  Wicked? Your fav broadway musical?" she asked. What did I do? I went back over to the door, opened it, then slammed it again.

"OWH!" And apparently hitting Blaine in the process. "Why did you do that?" he asked as he came in, rubbing his nose.

"Yeah Reese, you seem aggravated, you want to talk about it?" Kurt asked. 

"What do you think my answer is gonna be?" I asked.

"You're gonna slam the door again aren't you?" he asked. 

"Hey look!" I opened the door once more, "he's got it!" then I slammed it again.

"What're you trying to do? Break the door? What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"Nothing's wrong, just a regular day in the life of Reese Tiegan Lavek, in other words, screwy." I replied, slumping onto the couch.

"You know Reese, it's bad to bottle up your feelings. If something's wrong, you should let it out." Blaine said.

"I'd also like to let Black-Bitch-Bree out and fall through a window at the top floor of the tradecenter, looks like we're both not getting what we want." I replied.

"Did something happen at school today? Or at Spotlight? Did that creep who works at the hot dog stand come in and hit on you again?" Rachel asked.

"Nope, it happened at Julliard. NYADA's twin with just as many annoying theatre freaks!" I replied.

"What happened at Julliard? Did Sebastian embarrass you or something?" she asked.

"No, no, no. I met his leading lady for WSS. Kaitlyn Reggoh: blonde, singing, dancing, skanky, tight tutu wearing, little bitch who thinks just because she can sing and dance, she's ultimately better than I am!" I replied.

"Kaitlyn Reggoh? Sebastian's leading lady?" Kurt asked.

"Yes, she's playing Maria for West Side Story. You know what she had the guts to tell me today? That I'm not worth Sebastian's time and I'm a Lima Skag. Well PZZT to her! She doesn't know who the hell she's dealing with!" I snapped as I shot up. The three of them looked at each other and started smirking.

"What? What's with that stupid look on your faces?" I asked them.

"Reese, I think you're jealous of this Kaitlyn girl." Kurt sang.

"Oh shut up you! I'm not jealous of any blonde bimbo who thinks she can poach my boyfriend from me!" I snapped.

"You are jealous! Reese, why? Sebastian is nuts about you! There's no way he'd let his leading lady get in the way." Rachel said.

"Besides, how pretty can she be compared to you?" Blaine asked. I took out my phone and pulled up Kaitlyn's picture form her instagram account, then handed it to him.

"Yowza! She is hot." he said. Kurt and Rachel both glared at him.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"Well you know, speaking in reference as a man of New York city who also lives with two beautiful girls and has no desire for either of them, I'm having a reaction, not like a-a sexual arousal or anything, more like a um...help me out here Rachel?" he asked.

"Yeah-no. You're on your own." she replied.

"See? Even Anderson, a gay man, thinks she's hot!" I said.

"Doesn't mean Sebastian thinks she's hot. His male parts are always ready for you." Kurt said.

"Well yeah but, do you think they could be ready for someone else too?" I asked.

"They? Whose they?" Blaine asked.

"His guy parts!"

"Whose guy parts?" Sebastian came in two seconds later. Oh no, awkward moment.

"No one." we all replied.

"How come when I walk in late, you guys shut up about your conversation?" he asked.

"Um...because...guys, help?" I asked them. They all looked at each other awkwardly, then Kurt started singing.

"Dora Dora Dora the explorer, boots and supercool exploradora...?" really Kurt? Really?

"You know what? Forget I asked. Anyone wanna explain why there's a chip on the door lock?" he asked. Then the three of them looked at me.

"I slammed the door, maybe four or five times." I muttered.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because that jackass who works at the hot dog stand near the diner came in to hit on me again, then I groped on the subway, then asked me for a dollar...again." I lied.

"Well next time give me a call, I'll come down and take him out for ya." he replied, throwing his bag on the couch and kissed my cheek. Rachel gave me look that said 'See? I told you!'. She didn't tell me anything, she was just wiggling her eyebrows at me.

Sometimes I wonder if my friends wanna help me or just get kicks out of making fun of me?