Hey guys! This is a new story that popped into my head and I just need to get it out! I'm not sure why I keep writing new fics without finishing old ones but I really can't help it. However, I'm going to start a new plan where I write two chapters before posting the former one. I hope it works and I hope you guys enjoy this crazy story!

Nine Teenagers sat around the living room of one Santana Lopez, all but one extremely confused. Scared to ask, but used to Santana's attitude, Finn was the first to ask the question.

"Why are we here, Satan? You said that something life threatening was going down in your house." The others nodded, most in frustration that their Friday night was taken from them for this.

"Have patience, Frankenteen." With those three words she continued to plug in multiple wires and connect even more to her television. Finally, she stood up triumphantly and picked up a remote. When she turned on the TV, Finn and Tina were the first to gasp.

"Why are we looking at Kurt's room?" Finn knew Santana was evil, but this was breaking all forms of privacy.

"Oh don't get your panties in a twist Finn. I had an idea and I went with it. I always wanted to know what these wannabe divas do at their weekly sleepovers."

"How did you even get into our house?!"

"Really? A spare key under the mat? You guys aren't fooling anyone." Santana scoffed but patiently waited for more protests to shoot down. Sam spoke up next.

"I've always wanted to see a sleepover as much as the next guy," Quinn glared at him from where she sat, "but I don't think they will ever forgive us for watching this."

"Well they won't have to forgive us if no one tells them, Trouty. Seriously though guys, if you don't want to watch you can go home.

Just as she suspected, their curiosity got the better of them and they began making up lame excuses for staying.

"Well I did drive all the way here…"

"It's not like I had any plans…"

"It's not really safe to back outside in Lima Heights Adjacent…"

Santana smiled devilishly, "That's what I thought"

After a few moments of awkward silence an unfamiliar voice spoke up from the back.

"Why am I here? And how did you even get my number?" Blaine Anderson was extremely confused on why he was sitting with a group of people he didn't know that well, but Santana answered for him.

"Well aren't you and Kurt like BFFs now?"

"Yeah, kinda, but-"

"And aren't you like in love with him?"

"I mean not real-"

"Don't you want to marry him and make a dozen gay babies with him" Santana relished in his slightly pink, flustered face as he just opened and closed his mouth in bewilderment. "That's why you're here hobbit."

Everyone stopped giggling at Blaine's expense when the sound of a doorbell was heard from the TV.

"And the show begins. Popcorn anyone?"

A/N: Well that's the first chapter. Even though the plot is farfetched, I hope you guys enjoy this story. If anyone is actually reading this, I was wondering if I should stick to canon with the whole Sam, Quinn, Finn fiasco or if I should focus more on Kurt, Mercedes, and Rachel at the sleepover.

Read & Review please!