"He probably heard Kurt squealing and dancing in his room last night." She shrugs, smiling a little at the kiss. "It's okay. I don't care if he knows. I'm...I'm my own person, now. And I want what I want. And what I want is you," She leans up, her lips barely touching his. "To go to class." She pecks his lips and drops down, turning to head to class.
Me too. And Puck, apparently.
"See you at Glee!"