♪breathe♪

♪don't tell me♪

"has your dad tried to take logan back from you? does he even know where you guys are?" mercedes asked blake when all the girls were sitting in the choir room during free period.

blake didn't look up from her homework while she nodded her head, "he's texted and called logan a bunch but he hasn't responded. no, he has no clue where we are and i'd like to keep it that way."

rachel stormed into the choir room, anxious, "can i ask you guys something private?"

"yes, you should move to israel," santana immediately responded.

blake narrowed her eyes at the latina, "as soon as you move back to hell, bitch."

rachel smiled at the short haired girl, appreciative for the comment that she'd be too scared to say, "it's about dating. not that i'm dating anyone. we all know that finn and i are no longer an item, and for the sake of the team, i broke up with jesse. but let's just say i was dating someone. let's just say, hypothetically, we went to a wiggles concert last friday night, and then because my dads weren't home, we went up to my room and started making out. it was erotic and romantic. and then he said... let's do it. what if then he got really crabby and left, and didn't even take home the care bear I won him playing skee ball?"

"would you please stop talking? you're grossing out my baby," quinn asked, cradling her stomach.

blake couldn't help but laugh, "first off: you're sixteen years old, why the hell did you go to a wiggles concert? and second of all: he's a bitch if he can't take no for an answer."

rachel frowned at blake's question, "i just want to be ready; i know i'm getting older, and these things are going to happen someday, but how do i stop a guy from getting mad at me for saying "no"?"

"just do what i do. never say "no"," santana advised.

blake started fake coughing, "slut."

brittany didn't hear blake's comment but agreed with santana, "oh, totally. i mean, what's the worst that can happen? sorry, quinn."

"look, girl, don't ask me. the last guy i liked was the mayor of gaytown. and i can't wait to get a guy mad at me for saying "no"," mercedes added, earning blake to nuzzle up to her for a hug.

tina proceeded to tell them what artie said to her earlier. rachel sympathized, "that's got to sting."

mr. schue, who had been listening for the entirety of the conversation, interrupted shocked by what he was hearing, "hey, guys. i'm sorry to interrupt your little sorority, but i couldn't help but overhearing. are you really having that much boy trouble?"

"you wouldn't understand, mr. schue. you're a guy," blake reasoned with him.

he seemed defeated in that, then remembering that they had a guidance counselor, "well, then maybe you should talk to someone else about it. like ms. pillsbury."

"i tried that," rachel tells him as the bell rings and they started to leave for their next classes.

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in their afternoon rehearsal, mr. schue wrote the name, "madonna" on the board, "what comes to mind when you see that name?"