Blaine Anderson stood in front of a long row of teenage girls who were still in their school uniforms, "Hello ladies," He started, "I'd like to thank you all for coming here today. We've put this piece together especially for you. What we're going for is something a little…. A little sexy."
The girls giggled and smiled at each other.
"So without further adieu, hold on to your bobby socks girls, because we're about to rock your world." His hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled and his fellow Warblers began to sing. "'Here we are again, I feel the chemicals kicking in. It's getting heavy and I wanna run and hide, I wanna run and hide'."
Despite the many screaming girls, Blaine noticed that one particular girl wasn't falling to her knees or yelling his name. She was the prettiest one there and for some reason all he wanted to do was impress her. When all the guys intertwined with the girls he even tried to get close to her. But she caught on and evaded him every time.
Two girls came up to him after the song and handed him slips of paper, "Call us sometime,"
He hesitantly took them but gave them back, "Thanks girls but uh, I'd like her number." He pointed to the girl that he had eyes on during the song.
"Alisha Jane?" They laughed, "Good luck."
"She's hard to get?"
"She's not big on boyfriends and she's a loser."
"Thanks for that, but I'd still like her number." He smiled adorably.
"Call me and I'll give it to you."
"We'll see about that." The two girls smiled flirtatiously and walked away, swinging their hips very far out.
Blaine just rolled his eyes and walked over to his friend Kurt, who was fixing his makeup. "Who were you looking at when we were singing?" Kurt asked.
"Just a girl," Blaine shrugged, "I just wanted to know why she was the only girl not freaking out."
"Some girls are just like that. They really want to melt, their just too stubborn to do it."
"I don't know. I'm just intrigued. I asked those girls for her number."
"Really," Kurt's fair face showed disbelief, "Why would you do that?"
"I told you, I'm interested in what she thinks."
"Okay, but you remember what happened with Rachel don't you?"
"I never said I wanted to date her! I just want her opinion. But even if I did want to date her, I don't see how that's any of your business." Blaine rolled his eyes angrily and walked out.
His curious side got the better of him and he picked up his phone. He called the operator and got the number for the girl's school, "Hello? Yes, this is Alisha Jane's cousin. I lost her room phone number is there any way you could get that for me?"
"Yes of course!" The nice lady on the other side of the line answered, "Its (619) 201-2120."
"Thank you ma'am." Blaine grinned and called Alisha's room.
"Yo, this is Penny, talk." A tired sounding girl answered.
"Hey I need to speak to Miss Alisha Jane."
"What for?"
"She called us about a job here at the Gap." He knew if he told the truth she would never come to the phone.
"Lisha, its some dude from some place that wants to talked to you about something."
"Don't hurt yourself with all the details, Penny." Alisha laughed and took the phone from her friend, "Hello this is Alisha."
"This is Blaine Anderson. I sang 'Animal' this afternoon."
"Which guy in the horrible blazer were you?"
He chuckled and replied, "The one who wants to get to know you better Miss Alisha Jane."
"I'm sorry but I don't really do preppy boys."
"You don't even know me. Just one chance? If not I promise I'll never talk to you again. I can't promise I won't come and sing at your window but I won't talk to you."
Alisha laughed and shook her head, "You're quite the stubborn little boy aren't you."
"You have no idea. Tomorrow night, meet me at Breadsticks, eight o'clock. Don't be late." He hung up and smiled to himself.
Alisha rolled her eyes but grinned.
"Who was that?" Penny asked.
"No one important." Lisha responded and plopped down on her bed. "Who's Blaine Anderson?" All the girls giggled and swooned at the name, "What's so special about him?"
"He's only the hottest, most amazing singer in Ohio. But I heard a rumor about him….."