Scene One- Kurt's captured phone
"Hey Tina… where'd Kurt say he was going again?" Rachel questioned in a sing-song tune. Her lanky fingers were hugging a phone that wasn't hers. Also, tiny white squares were twinkling, as she smirked. She was up to no good. At all.
"To the grocery store for some food. Why?" Tina questioned whilst she coated her legs with a green pair of sweat pants. The electric pant could've been stained by limes.
"Well, he left his phone here," Rachel continued letting her words be drenched in a teasing tone.
"And…" Mercedes said. Lifting her, now well plucked because of Kurt, eyebrows, she revealed an intrigued look. Sure-sure-sure it was nice of her white boy to invite her and her girl pals to sleepover, but Mercedes wanted—no, needed some gossip. Rachel and Tina would appreciate the drama as well.
"And Blaine just texted him! Do you think we should answer because wouldn't Kurt be-"Rachel was silenced a booming bullet of Mercedes voice.
"Hell to the no! If you think we shouldn't answer, then girl get out. I want to have some fun with Kurt's man!" Mercedes simply said.
"Yeah! Let's have some fun!" Tina squealed launching herself, as if she was a rocket, to join Mercedes.
"Okay fine, let's do it," Rachel agreed, as the bed groaned under her weight. Now they were all sitting on Kurt's bed wrapped in a rose like colour. Mercedes being the impatient five year old she when it came to gossip, she snatched the phone from Rachel. Staring deep into the phone, all three of the girls watched it like a movie screen. Blaine's message, now messages, read-
Hey! How you doing beautiful! –Blaine
How's the sleepover with the girls? –Blaine
All three of them swooned; Blaine was such a gentleman. Clacking out a message on Kurt's phone, Mercedes responded trying to use her best text acting skills to portray Kurt.
Actually, it's going pretty good! Though someone won't shut up, and I think I'm going to slap her soon… –Kurt
Rachel? And it's going pretty good without me… I thought it would have been awful. ;) –Blaine
"Why is his first guess me? That doesn't make any sense… does Kurt complain about me often, or something like that? I don't talk too much about-"Rachel's blabbering slowly faded into an un-readable blah, blah, blah.
"Rachel! Please be quiet before I actually act upon my thoughts about slapping you…" Mercedes quipped.
"Oh whatever! Give me the phone, I want a turn!" Rachel mumbled, as she strained her arm closer and closer to the phone; Mercedes was hovering it just out of reach.
"Ugh… guys, don't you think you should answer Blaine?" Tina asked. She knew that they would wrestle like puppies until they'd, simply, gave up when their out of breath.
"Yeah, okay fine. Rach can have, but it want it back!" Mercedes question oozed with a begging tone. She passed the phone off to a sandwiched Rachel on her left. Tina, to the left of Rachel, pleaded as if she were a five year old wanting a new toy, "When will I have a turn?"
"Well, why don't we go in order me, Tina then Mercedes? We can all type four different texts, and see where that leads us."
"Okay, sounds good!" Tina let a squeal breeze past her lips; she was in for quite the excitement. Rachel got down to business, and let her fingers bang against Kurt's phone.
Well, if you were here… it would've gone from pretty good to amazing! –Kurt
Same to you! You know studying can be pretty hard when you have a certain someone cross your mind a few times. –Blaine
Oh yah, whose that? –Kurt
Hmmmmmm… let me think. I'm pretty sure, though I could be wrong, it was a kid named Harry Potter! –Blaine
Oh! I didn't know you had a thing for nerdy glasses, and scarred foreheads. –Kurt
Well, I also have a thing for pretty boys with blue eyes you can get lost in, and always perfect styled hazelnut hair. –Blaine
Good thing I like charming boys that pile out compliments! –Kurt
"My turn!" Tina said with her tone melting into one's of a two year old now. Once the phone was cuddled against her hand, it shrieked out a ding.
Good thing you like something else too… -Blaine
"Crap! Right when it was getting interesting; that sounds like sexy talk," Rachel protested breathing out a puff of air. Tina let her fingers dance away on the screen.
"No, honey that is sexy talk," Mercedes replied.
Care to explain? –Kurt
Sure… -Blaine
I know you have a thing for what we did last weekend! –Blaine
Hmmmm, it seems I have gotten some memory loss. What did we do? –Kurt
Wow, that was some good improvisation skills from Tina. She mentally gave herself a theoretical gold star for that. Congrats Tina!
Well, we started it with a, quite romantic I might add, dinner made by me! –Blaine
Then? –Kurt
Then it ended quite well! It ended with a certain boy that has beautiful blue eyes pounding into an, apparently, quite charming boy. –Blaine
"Whoa-whoa-whoa, hold up! This doesn't make sense… Blaine bottoms?" Mercedes question dripped with dis-belief, as her eyes expanded as if they were being pumped with air. "Let me see this Tina!" she, quicker than a bowling ball can drop two feet, typed out a response. Mercedes wanted—needed some clarification.
Yeah, I guess I do have a thing for boys who bottom well… -Kurt
That must mean I have a thing for guys who top excellently! –Blaine
All three girls sucked in a breath making a gasping sound. Blaine really bottomed… wow. Kurt was just so-so-so girly, if that was the right word, to be topping with Blaine. They just sat in Kurt's room where the sound of silence coated it. No one dare even let their pinkie toe twitch; they sat frozen. That was some amazing gossip worthy information.
"Why are you girls so quiet? It's actually kind of scary. Is there something wrong?" The bed squeaked in pain as another body sat upon it. Kurt had come in, and none of them noticed.
"Ugh… can we to ask you something?" Rachel asked; she clearly sounded quite sheepish.
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"Why the hell are you sexy texting my boyfriend?" Kurt screeched, as a red splotch started to melt onto his cheek. "I really, really do not need you knowing about that kind of stuff in my life!"
"Sorry Kurt, but I have to admit it… it was pretty fun," Tina answered while the corners of her lips tugging into a smirk.
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Authors note- all the stories happen in order, there's just no particular plot to them. I just love it when the glee kids interact with each other via internet. It's REALLY funny, or for me it is.