"Ooh, I stick out like a sore thumb," I breathed, hitching my bag higher on my shoulder.
"Well, next time, don't forget your jacket, new kid," Blaine reproved gently, straightening the collar on my leather jacket. My heart melted as he clapped his hand against my shoulder playfully."You'll fit right in."
I tried not to look dazed, and gave him a weak smile. I heard the opening a capella accompaniment to a familiar song I couldn't name.
"Now, if you'll excuse me," the heartthrob-I mean Blaine murmured to me before going to stand in front of what seemed to be the Dalton Academy glee club.
"Before you met me,
I was alright but things,
Were kinda heavy.
You brought me to life,
Now every February,
You'll be my Valentine; Valentine."
Oh my Gaga. Katy Perry had nothing on the Warblers.
"Let's go all, the way tonight.
No regrets, just love.
We can dance until we die.
You and I
Will be young forever!"
Is he singing to me? Oh, please, let him be singing to me.
"You make me
Feel like I'm living a
Teenage Dream,
The way you turn me on.
I can't sleep,
Let's runaway and
Don't ever look back; don't ever look back."
Woah. Mad snap-and-sway skills.
"Let's go all, the way tonight.
No regrets, just love.
We can dance until we die.
You and I
Will be young forever!
You"
Did they really all just point at me?
"make me
Feel like I'm living a
Teenage Dream,"
I glanced around the room. All the Dalton boys were rocking out. Was the glee club...popular? I bounced a little to the beat, smiling.
"The way you turn me on.
I can't sleep,
Let's runaway and
Don't ever look back; don't ever look back."
He has to be looking at me. Right?
"Imma get your heart racing
In my skintight jeans."
I looked away, almost blushing, with a little "ah" on my lips. He didn't need skintight jeans to get my heart racing. (A/N: If you know what I mean)
"Be your Teenage Dream, tonight."
I smiled, enthralled by the wonderful all-boys academy-partially due to the extremely dashing brunette who had already captured my heart. The music fell almost silent, slowly building up to the final chorus.
"You make me
Feel like I'm living a
Teenage Dream,
The way you turn me on.
I can't sleep,
Let's runaway and
Don't ever look back; don't ever look back."
He's looking at me again. He can't read my mind, can he?
"My heart stops,
When you look at me.
Just one touch,
Now baby I believe.
This is real so take a chance and,
Don't ever look back; don't ever look back."
Oh Gaga, I have a lot to tell Mercedes tonight.
"Imma get your hear racing
In my skintight jeans.
Be your teenage dream, tonight;
Let you put your hands on me,
In my skin-tight jeans.
Be your teenage dream
Tonight."
He was looking at me all through that last chorus. A charming nod in my direction confirmed my thoughts.
