AN: Like I said, these are really short. I could possibly have them all up tonight. Nothing to do with my other story (Plus Que le Monde Peut Savoir) and are very, very fluffy. :)
Disclaimer: I'm sick of telling people I don't own Glee -_-
#1—Who's Crying Now—Journey
"No!" Kurt drew out the syllable as he covered his ears. A Journey song had come on the radio while Blaine drove them back to Dalton.
"What?" the older boy asked. "You don't like Journey?"
"More like my old Glee club director has a fetish for them," Kurt shuddered in his seat.
Blaine laughed and turned the music up louder, singing along. The countertenor curled up and plugged his ears again, saying 'la la la la la' like a child.
When they pulled into the student parking lot and found a space, Kurt practically threw himself out of the car and tried to put as much distance between him and the speakers as he possibly could.
Blaine just laughed as he took the key out of the ignition.
Criticism = Love
Love, Live, Sing