A/N: Ah! So yes, I am one of those types of people who get really hyped if I get a notification from my story, so thank you to those who have reviewed, favourited or followed my story! Much love to you all, seriously. I've just had a power cut at my house and I've only just charged my laptop and written this so I could post again tonight. Hope you enjoy!
Teenage Dream
"Blaine...?" Blaine snapped away from his drifting thoughts and focussed on the boy again as he called his name, offering a brief smile he hoped didn't come across as nervous.
Maybe Kurt didn't suspect him. Blaine was the type who didn't like making a bad impression on people, no matter who they were, or how well Blaine knew them. It was just the way he was. He also didn't like upsetting people or making them feel unwanted, which he was vaguely conscious of now.
"Sorry. My mind raced ahead of me there." Blaine said apologetically, shrugging indifferently. He smirked as he gestured simply with one hand at a few boys still rushing down the stairs. "It's the Warblers! Every now and then, we hold impromptu performances for the school. They're pretty fun."
Blaine frowned a tiny bit as he saw Kurt practically freeze up, his eyes widening as he looked down. Is he okay? Blaine hadn't seen someone like that for a while, and it confused Blaine as to what he should do or not. Talk to him? Get a teacher? Although his worries were proved pointless as the boy in front of him shook his head and eyed Blaine up cautiously, as if he thought he was being tricked.
"So... Wait..." Kurt said slowly, glancing to the side briefly as Blaine waited patiently. "The Glee club here... Is cool?"
Blaine couldn't help but grin widely, despite knowing it was a little rude as Kurt seemed clearly confused and in shock. "Cool? The Warblers are like - - they're like rock stars!"
Blaine chuckled shortly on the last line, knowing he was bragging a little; although it was quite true. Every time they performed in their own environment, a crowd of the easily excitable boys showed up, occasionally singing along too. One time, when they had decided to sing Haven't Met You Yet, it was by the chorus that everyone had joined in, laughing and singing, having a good time. It was one of the things Blaine loved most about being here; the freedom, fun and acceptance, no matter who you were. In the uniform, everyone was treated the same.
"Rock stars? Sounds... Refreshing." Kurt laughed, stepping to the side as a particularly rude boy barged past him.
Blaine frowned and touched the boy's shoulder as he was passing, making him stop. "Hey, Gordon? We've been over this." Blaine said firmly, but letting in a joking edge so that it didn't come off too much as a lecture. "Try and be a little more careful. Slow down."
Gordon quickly apologised to Kurt before heading forward again, probably trying to catch up with friends. After shaking his head and smiling at Gordon's regular act of clumsiness, Blaine turned his attention back to Kurt. He was a little surprised to find him looking on in slight awe, eyebrows furrowed and forming a small crease in the centre of his forehead. Blaine was a little concerned at the odd behaviour, but tried to forget about it. He was going to be late if he didn't get down their soon; sometimes his politeness was both a blessing and a curse.
Just as Blaine was about to reply, he was hit hard with another drifting thought. Why is Kurt actually here? Is he... Is he spying? It only became clear to Blaine that this could be the case, as he seemed oblivious to Blaine when they first greeted each other, not seeming to know who he was. Blaine wasn't sure whether this was a good or bad sign. Good because no-one must have seen or paid attention to him at McKinley, bad because he probably was a spy after all. Regardless, he seemed to pose little threat, so Blaine put the thought to the back of his mind for now.
"Come on, we don't want to be late." Blaine smirked, knowing that Wes would give him hell if he they had to delay the performance. He took Kurt's hand in his. "I know a short cut."
Blaine saw a flash of agreement in Kurt's eyes, taking that as a cue to start pulling Kurt along – carefully, so he didn't trip on a step. Once they were away from the hustle, he tightened his grip on Kurt's unusually soft hand and started running freely. He knew it was violating every health and safety rule, but somehow he just didn't care. It felt nice to be let free a little bit, act like a teenager which he was. It wasn't a cue for him to start acting rebellious, he couldn't bring himself to do that, but it was just a small change. Where did this spontaneous decision come from?
Blaine's facial expression changed from playful and light to a calmer, resigned look as they neared the end of the corridor, the Dalton boys chattering getting louder with each step. He stole a glance at Kurt, noticing how his eyes darted around the room, as if he was trying to look at everything. To Blaine, it was a look he often saw on children's faces at themed events; like it was magical and going to disappear at any moment.
They entered the room just as he saw Cameron and Trent move the last table to the side of the room, creating a gap for them all to stand. Other people who were watching stood or sat around the sides, some lingering at the door. Another Warbler – Ethan – caught Blaine's eye and raised one eyebrow, to which Blaine nodded and gave him a knowing look. No doubt he would have to explain Kurt's appearance in the choir room later.
"Oh, I stick out like a sore thumb." Kurt commented, looking nervous as he gazed around the room.
"Well, don't forget your jacket next time, new kid." Blaine teased, straightening his jacket slightly with one hand. Blaine laughed lightly and threw down his bag under one of the chairs, memorising it so he could retrieve it later.
"I'll try..." Kurt laughed, trailing off. It confused Blaine slightly. Wasn't Kurt from the New Directions? It was intended as a joke, but Kurt seemed a little serious. Stop over thinking things, it was a joke. Blaine told himself.
"Now, if you'll excuse me." He said politely, touching his arm once.
Now, Blaine was barely holding back his laugh; instead opting for keeping a wide grin etched on his face as he walked slowly towards the front of the small gathering, in between Wes and David. David shot him a confused glance before facing forward again, starting the vocals.
"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."
Blaine belted out the first few lines, in a happy mood which suited the song nicely. He looked at Kurt as he sang, holding back a laugh at how confused he looked right now. He also looked shocked; most likely in a good way, because he followed their movements and a smile slowly started spreading across the boy's face. Then they started the two step shuffle before leading into the chorus.
"You, make me feel,
Just like I'm living a Teenage Dream,
The way you turn me on."
Blaine started pouring everything he had into the song, eyes still trained on Kurt. It was only when they turned that Blaine had to drag his eyes away and concentrate. He nearly almost fell into Thad who was behind him. Blaine mentally cursed himself. As though he wasn't going to get enough questions from the boys later, Thad was going to give him hell for almost messing up now too. Great.
Blaine glanced at Wes beside him with a smile, who was also putting everything he could into the song. Wes was always dedicated, but there just seemed like a really positive energy in the room. Even when Blaine turned to David, a grin from ear to ear was seen on his face too. Maybe it was the clapping of encouragement. Maybe it was just the song. Blaine didn't know, although he did know that he liked the change.
"I'm a get your heart racing,
In your skin tight jeans,
Be your teenage dream tonight."
The Warblers harmonies quietened for a moment, before gradually getting louder. They all bent their knees, moving slowly around as the music got higher. Then Blaine burst out singing again and the cheery, upbeat pattern started again. Blaine automatically turned to Thad as he did it, closing his eyes, as if it would help the note to come out better. When he re-opened them, Thad had disappeared again just as they started the simple dance movements, so Blaine faced the front again to a smiling Kurt. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the other Dalton boys encouraging them and dancing. This was another epic performance.
"Let you put your hands on me,
In my skin tight jeans,
Be your Teenage Dream tonight."
Then it was over. Blaine was clapped on the back and congratulated by so many different people that he lost count after the first five. He tried thanking everyone he could, as well as making sure the other Warblers knew how good they were, but he was sure that he'd missed some out. Not too big a deal, he'll just bring it up at the next meeting.
Then Blaine's eyes finally caught Kurt's again. He frowned as he looked at the boy, noticing that he was looking at them... Sadly? Blaine didn't like it. There is something wrong with Kurt, something that's not quite adding up. Blaine would know all too well.
Shorter chapter tonight, I know, but there was a power cut... And I know I've kept to the original a lot, but I couldn't bring myself to change it. There will be a difference in the next chapter. I just loved this scene. Regardless, hopefully there won't be another technical difficulty next time, so hopefully the next chapter will be longer. Much love, and I hope you enjoyed! ~JustAnotherUltimateFangirl
