I own nothing. Again sorry it's so freakin short but I couldn't think of anything.
It all happened at Breadsticks. Rachel, Mercedes, Blaine, and I were eating our dinner then all of the sudden Rachel blurted out that Mercedes and I had been cheerleaders our sophomore year. I turned a shade of red I didn't know excised when Blaine giggled.
"Really?" Blaine snickered. I nodded feverishly.
"Yes." I breathed. He pulled me into a tight hug and chuckled.
When we got back to my house after dinner we curled up on my bed.
"Can I see it?" Blaine whispered.
"What?"
"Your cheerleading outfit." He said with a smile.
"But it's embarrassing!" I whined.
"Pleeease." He begged with those puppy dog eyes I can't resist.
"Alright, but absolutely NO laughing."
"Okay. I promise." He zipped his lips.
I went to my closet and searched. When I found it I went to the bathroom and changed. I was very pleased so see it still fit. I came out and he had a huge glorious grin on his face. I gave him a twirl. He got to his feet and gave me a bear hug.
"Rachel said you did a song in French for Nationals, as a cheerleader, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You think I could find it on YouTube?"
"Yeah, probably. I'm not going to hear the end of this, am I?"
"Nope. Not for a while." He chuckled.