A/N: Hey guys! So, I wrote half of this at my friends house, and the other half whilst being half asleep, and feeling like shit. So yeah. I also wrote it on my phone, and so therefore no grammer check. But my buddy Caylin is running it through a spell check on her computer and uploading this for me, so if its screwed up...Blame her. XD Ahh. Just kidding. (LOVE YOU, CAYLIN! I OWE YOU MY SOUL!) But seriously. Not my fault if this ends up being a shit chapter cause its uploaded all retarded. ("Amber, don't use that word" "Fuck off. Ill use it if I wanna. Cause ima badass.") Okay. Sorry for the rambling and the pointless cussing in this authors note. BAD AMBER!Enjoy!
The next day, Blaine woke up to a loud banging on his door. He sighed and got up, opening the door to find Wes and David, already in their uniforms, even though classes didn't start for another hour or so. Which reminded him...
"What are you guys doing here so early?" He asked tiredly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and running a hand through his freakishly long curls of black hair.
Wes and David grinned. "We thought we'd take you to the best coffee place as a first day treat. But if your not re-"
"COFFEE!" Blaine screeched, jumping up and down like a deranged toddler. Wes blinked, and David twitched his eye dramatically.
"Well. Now that he's warmed up to us..." Wes said, turning to David as Blaine ran into the bathroom to put on his uniform, "I can see this turning into a beautiful friendship." He joked. David raised his eyebrow at his friend.
"Hey Wes. Remember what I said about my gaydar? Yeah, stop trying to break it." Wes laughed, as Blaine came out of the bathroom, a hairbrush in his hand, and muttering things about being descended from lions. He looked over at Wes and David's perfectly tamed hair and frowned.
"Lucky bastards." He said, causing the two boys to laugh.
"Two words, my good man. Hair. Gel." Wes said, clapping Blaine on the shoulder. He shook his head, grabbing his school bag and heading out the door.
"No amount of gel on this earth could control this." He said, motioning to his hair. David laughed, taking the lead of the small group and heading off to the small coffee shop just off campus. The other two fallowed, chatting happily the whole way. When they got there, however, they were greeted by two boys who were also wearing Dalton uniforms. When David and Wes spotted them, they started nudging eachother in a super creepy way, and Blaine just gave them a look until Wes finally spoke up.
"That's Alex and Jeremy. They're two of the Warblers council members." Wes explained to Blaine, before turning to David. "Dave, this is our chance!" He said excitedly.
Blaine cut it. "Chance for what, may I ask?"
David just grinned in a creepy way, while Wes laughed. "Our way to make your life better! Duhh!" Wes replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Blaine shook his head, now thoroughly confused.
"Uh huh. And how exactly do you plan on doing that?" He asked. David rolled his eyes.
"Well, by the Warblers of course!" David stated, throwing his arm around Blaine's shoulders. "You see, my friend, Wes and I are going to 'accidentally' let it slip that you've got an amazing voice. Then, they're going to want to hear, and they'll call you over. Then you'll sing a few bars, they'll invite you to audition, and then you'll be a Warbler!" He explained further. Blaine snorted.
"Yeah...cause that's gonna happen." Blaine replied doubtfully. Wes and David simultaneously raised an eyebrow and scampered off, leaving Blaine to order his coffee on his own.
Surprisingly, three minutes later he heard his name being called from the spot David and Wes were standing. He walked over and joined his friends and the two people he had never met. One of them had jet black hair that fell in his face, bright blue eyes, and looked like he was one of those people who were always excited and happy. The other seemed to be the exact opposite. He had bright blonde hair, dark brown eyes, and though he didn't look solemn, he seemed kind of reserved.
The dark haired one was the first to talk. "Hi Blaine. I'm Alex. Alex Heldon. This is Jeremy," Alex motioned to the person beside him, "David and Wes here say you just transferred." He said, raising a questionative eyebrow. Blaine nodded.
"So you sing?" Jeremy asked, cutting to the chase. Alex looked over at his best friend with an amused look, while muttering 'way to be blunt, Jerr.' Jeremy smiled and shrugged. "What? No need to beat around the bush. Either the kid can sing, or he can't." Jeremy said to Alex.
"Oh, he can sing." David cut in.
"Yeah. He's amazing." Wes added. Alex shrugged.
"Okay, so you two say he can sing. Blaine, how 'bout you sing something for us," he motioned to Jeremy and himself, "and we'll decide if your good enough to audition." Alex asked, a playful tone in his voice.
Blaine gulped, before opening his mouth to sing a soft tune that Alex immediately recognized as Collide by Howie Day. Jeremy gaped, while Wes and David smirked at him and Alex, who seemed equally as surprised. Blaine finished the song, snapping Jeremy and Alex out of the surprised daze they seemed to be in.
Once Alex was brought back to the current situation, he grinned. "Wow. That was...that was..."
"-Fucking fantastic?" Wes interrupted.
"Flawless?" David added. Alex nodded.
"Holy hell, Blaine. You have some serious talent." Jeremy commented. Alex nodded at the statement, Patting Blaine on the shoulder. He then turned to his best friend.
"Jerr, We've got to convince Kam to get this kid an audition." He said, earning a hasty nod from Jeremy.
"Definitely. We can bring it up at practice today." He agreed, before turning to Wes and David, "we'll see you then. Don't be late." He added sternly. Wes just rolled his eyes.
"Aw, we won't be Jerr-bear." He said in mock innocence. Jeremy shook his head at the nick name, but none the less followed Alex out of the coffee shop with a final wave to the two Warblers and Blaine.
David turned to Blaine, grinning as usual. "That went well."
Blaine rolled his eyes and drank his coffee, feeling happy.
