Part One: Crowds Go Wild
Blaine, I mean, ahem, Darren, stood behind the stage entrance, nervously muttering to himself.
"DC! My man!" Darren (Blaine's) manager Marvin approached him. "Ok, today I hope you know that you'll be singing 'Sammy', 'Bills, Bills, Bills', 'Teenage Dream', 'Not Alone', 'Somewhere Only We Know', 'When I Get You Alone', 'Do Ya Think I'm Sexy?' and finally 'Like a DCriss.' In that order."
Darren nodded, and grabbed the mic. "Got it."
"Go charm the pants off them!"
He ran a hand through his trademark unruly, curly hair. "Time to go out there."
He walked onstage, to the bright lights, and crowds, and a smile plastered on his face. This is what he lived for.
He crooned 'Sammy', a song about a boy who doesn't recognize him. Yes, Darren Criss was an openly gay musician who inspired many people.
Next came 'Bills, Bills, Bills', a song he wrote about a guy taking advantage of his money and fame.
After that he sang 'Teenage Dream', a song he wrote after meeting the new guy at his school. Who happened to be a pale countertenor. Huh, how ironic.
Next he played 'Not Alone', a fan favorite.
Three more songs followed before he finished up with his groundbreaking single, 'Like a DCriss', a song he wrote about himself.
[to the tune of 'Like a G6']
He sang, jamming out onstage,
"Writing songs for a show
With the Lang brothers
With my guitar I make
Weird Disney covers
Pink sunglasses on my head
You just can't miss
Now I'm feeling so fly like a DCriss!"
Everyone was belting out the simple, catchy lyrics.
"Like a DCriss
Like a DCriss
Now I'm feeling so fly
Like a DCriss
Like a DCriss
Now I'm feeling so fly
Like a DCriss!"
Everyone who attended the concert in Lima was jumping up and down, cheering, and singing loudly. Especially one countertenor in the second row.
"Give me that AVPM
Give me that AVPS
Starkids love my style
When I'm getting wild
Get them Gleeks hoppin'
We shipping Klaine 'till we droppin'
Now give me two more seasons
'Cause you know you can't stop!"
Kurt clutched Mercedes's hand. "I am hopelessly in love with Darren Criss!" Mercedes giggled and screamed loudly.
"Hell yeah
Drink me up, drink me up
When fangirls all around me
They be acting like they drunk
They be, they acting, acting like they drunk
When the fangirls all around me they be acting like they drunk!"
Blaine grinned at the audience, taking in the sound of his fans singing his song, that he wrote. He sang the chourus once more. It was amazing.
"Hair is all
Hair is all
Frizz
Imma make you this
Boy, I am so gangsta
'Hey Soul Sister' up in this
Singing all my songs every single night
'Granger Danger' in your head
Don't even have to try!"
He sang the chourus again.
"I'm Harry Freaking Potter
Make ya put up wands up
Put yo
Put yo wands up
Put yo
Put yo wands up
Hell yeah
Put yo wands up
Put yo wands up!"
He sang the chourus one more time before smiling, waving, and jogging offstage.
Blaine jumped into the suburban and quickly changed out of his skinny jeans, white t-shirt and Converse and into his Dalton uniform. He gelled his hair in record time and left the car, running into Dalton just as Kurt walked in.
"Blaine! You should've been there, the concert was AMAZING!" Kurt gushed. "It felt like he was singing directly at me!"
'Yeah, half the songs are about you, I bet he was.' Blaine mused to himself.
"Glad you had a great time! Look, sorry I couldn't go, I had to catch up on homework. Next time?" Blaine responded happily.
Kurt nodded, face flushed with excitement. "It's fine. I got you a t-shirt!"
It was black, with the phrase 'Put yo wands up' on the front and 'Like a DCriss' on the back.
Blaine was genuinely touched. "It's amazing. Thank you, Kurt." He flashed a charming smile.
Kurt blushed. 'Thanks. I've got to get to bed. Goodnight, Blaine."
The dapper male grinned. "Goodnight, Kurt."
Kurt turned to walk up the stairs. Blaine visibly relaxed. It was another night, and not even Kurt Hummel had figured out that Blaine Anderson was also Darren Criss, world famous superstar.
I don't own. Not even the Like A G6 parody. I saw it on YouTube.
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