Chapter four has arrived, I would like to dedicate this story (that sounds so corny) to my friend Zoe Woodruff who constantly wants another episode, "I think she is a little obsessed".

Halloween is coming up and the boys are planning the annual party, with Kurt still in hospital he is unaware of the dramas that are about to unfold at Dalton. Not only is there rivalry between class mates, but there is a new drama about to unveil in Blaine's life. How will Blaine cope with everything that is going on in his life?

Chapter 4

Blaine's Worries

'Blaine,' a deep voice travelled through the curtains as Blaine felt Kurt move from under his nose. All Kurt did was roll over to face the other side still holding onto Blaine's hand.

'Blaine, oh thank god you are ok!' Blaine's dad approached him and laid a hand onto his sons shoulder.

Blaine automatically let go of Kurt's hand and stepped away from his father's grasp, turning to face his father he let out a sigh and came into view of his father's face. He looked the same, the same stubble that grew on the edge of his chin, the grey hair that was styled in a parting and the same eyes as Blaine, green and deep.

'I had to come and see for myself,' his dad approached him again cautiously 'you see I heard a young boy from Dalton had gone into hospital and for some reason I thought you might be involved, let alone it might have been you.' He was met with silence.

'Ok so maybe this isn't the best time Dad,' Blaine pointed to Kurt lying in the bed and could feel his eyes watering up.

Henry held his arms forward to try to comfort his son but Blaine moved over and sat on the edge of the bed staring at the floor. He rubbed his face with his hands before leaning back with his right hand flat on the bed and looked at his Dad.

'Dad I just,'

'I know that you don't want to talk,' Henry, Blaine's dad, continued. Blaine started to become overwhelmed with emotion and holding back the tears he stood up opposite his Dad.

'Of course I don't want to talk right now, you first left my mother, then you tell me you are in a critical health, how did you expect me to take it. Oh and not to mention you are now dating the headmistress of my school,' his face lit up with anger and the tears were pouring out of his eyes as his father turned and began to walk towards the curtain.

'Do you not want to talk then dad obviously, or are you just a coward?'

'Do you not even understand the pain I must be going through Blaine, how I am leaving you, your sister and your mother alone, how I don't know if I will survive another day, sorry if I am disappointing to you with my decisions.'

'Stop putting this all on me Dad, this is your business and yes I am concerned and upset, why wouldn't I be, but the fact is that you are making it worse by jumping into things that needn't be jumped into!'

'Do not tell me how to live my own life,' Blaine was about to heave himself at his dad when the curtain was pulled back to reveal the woman he did not want to see.

'Oh Blaine, thank god you are ok? How is Kurt? Has he woken! I know I should have been there but I was in a meeting!' She ran at him and held him in a hug before Blaine could move aside. He could feel her heart racing and she felt as if she was having a fever, she let go and held onto Blaine's arms looking directly into his eyes.

'I was so worried about you, and Kurt,' looking at Blaine she could see that she had overstepped the line and immediately let go stepping back eventually standing behind Henry.

'Blaine, now we want to talk to you about this,' Henry started.

'Look, you can't just waltz in here, with her for that matter, when the love of my life is unconscious and expect to talk over the fact that you are dating a woman who could well be young enough to be your daughter, not to mention the fact that you are far more concerned about talking to me about this thing, whatever it is you two have, rather than the time that you have left before you die!' Blaine had had enough at this point and he couldn't help but come out with it.

'Blaine that is totally inappropriate,' Julie, Mrs Stevenson, snapped from behind Blaine's Dad.

Blaine stared at Julie open mouthed, raising his eyebrows he approached her slowly and began to walk straight past to open the curtain.

'Get out, both of you!' Blaine spit through gritted teeth and flung open the curtain nearly pulling it off; he focused on Julie first before laying eyes on his Dad and looked out of the curtain, his bottom lip wobbling from crying. Both adults shared glances before making their way out of the room, Julie had long gone down the corridor when Blaine's Dad stopped just outside.

'Blaine, I know this is hard, but I really want to spend time with you and your sister to discuss my health. I am having a meeting about my will next weekend and want you to be there. I am going to tell your sister this evening,' he peered over to Kurt still laying still 'look after him, I can see how attached you are too him. You know I am so happy and proud of you 'bee' just remember that' he reached out and took Blaine's hand and squeezed it.

There was a sudden shift in Blaine's stomach and he felt his eyes getting redder and redder from the tears, he let go of his Dad's hand and thrust himself onto him in a hug. Yes, even though his Dad had betrayed his trust he was still his Dad.

Letting go, his Dad vanished from sight down the hospital ward and Blaine turned back into the room. His eyes still red and misty he slumped over towards the bed and clambered onto the edge and laid there facing up at Kurt. He closed his eyes and fell asleep to the sound of the heart monitor.

Everyone was seated at the annual Halloween party gathering, around a large square oak table, some leaning back into their seats while others rested their elbows on the table holding their heads. The only person standing was David; holding a clipboard he was staring at every one of the boys surrounding the table. Starting to walk around the table, everyone suddenly jumped at the sound of his shoes on the floorboards.

'Guys, of course everyone is worried about Kurt,' he stood behind Wes and held his shoulders 'but think about it he is with Blaine, who better to be with him right!'

There was a sound of the door opening from outside the corridor, next thing they knew the door to the room was edged open and Blaine stepped in.

'Is he ok?' Tom shot up and ran at Blaine.

'Why is he not back? Wes stood causing David to lift his hands off his shoulder due to Wes's ridiculous height.

'What are you doing back? Who is with Kurt?' Thad stood on his chair being overdramatic.

'Look, he hasn't woken up yet, he is with his family.' Blaine shuffled towards an empty chair and sat down crossed his legs and pressed his finger into his temple.

'Also, my Dad decided to show up,' everyone shot back to their chairs and sat down everyone with their hands on the edge of the table.

'He wanted to talk, about him, and he brought along Julie. Yes you heard me correctly Mrs Stevenson our headmistress, the woman who had been sleeping with my father for god knows how long and expects to be forgiven for what he has done. Actually you know what can we talk about something different please my brain is working overtime.'

At this everyone turned back towards David; Thad reached over and took Blaine's hand. Blaine smiling at Thad held it back and the meeting continued.

'Right um ok? So,' he was still looking at Blaine when he felt someone kick his leg from under the table.

'Yes so we need a name for the party this year, but nothing corny. I mean this is Halloween! We want something scary,' he started to walk around the room as a zombie, dragging his right leg along the floor.

'We want death, blood, ghosts,' he walked behind Tom lifting his arms above his head. 'AND VAMPIRES' he grabbed onto the side of Tom's neck causing him to jump from his seat and clamber onto the table sliding his feet to get away, everyone burst into hysterics as Tom made his way back to his seat hiding his face. Blaine couldn't help but let out a giggle as the boys next to him kept pinching Tom's sides.

'Also this year we will be allowed to bring dates!' he whole room let out whistles and cheers, David waved his arms for them to quiet down.

'Yes, but we are only allowed one date...Thad' everyone turned to face him trying to hold back the laughter.

'Thad?' Tom asked with curiosity and stared at Thad.

'Oh this is a brilliant story,' Wes who was sitting beside him explained.

'HEY, I don't think that we need to talk about it do we?' Thad stated.

'Oh I think we do!' David laughed and nudged Wes to carry on.

'So what happened was,' Wes was getting to over excited he started to bounce on his seat.

Thad put his fingers in his ear and started to yell at the top of his voice: LA LA LA LA LA.

Over all of the noise Wes shouted 'He made out with a guy, crazy I know because he is straight,'

'Well he was drunk,' David butted in. 'the boy he made out with wouldn't leave him alone, he was a little bit obsessed but everything changed when the room went pitch black dark on countdown to midnight,' David started to laugh loudly and poked Wes in the arm.

Wes not looking at David so not to laugh said 'He jumped into another boys arms and when the lights turned back on he was making out with him, well we all know where this story is going, the poor little obsessed boy saw this and got into a fight with them, Thad ended up getting a black eye!'

'That he got it by falling over in the haunted house'

'Thing is we didn't have a haunted house that year!' Wes couldn't control himself and fell off his chair in laughter, Thad had already left the room at this point, but all the boys were laughing their heads off on the floor.

All the noise had created a crowd outside the room trying to listen in on the laughter, three boys edged their way in stood at the end of room in a line facing the boys.

'So, you look like you are getting heaps done,' this sarcastic tone couldn't be anyone else's but Graham, the leader of the Warblers. The two boys beside him let out a fake laugh which they stopped as soon as Graham lifted his hand.

'Pity, that you might be scrapped from the organisers list this year.'

Blaine at this point had stopped laughing and was staring intently at the tall blonde haired boy standing to the left of the leader, Ewan. His hands grasped on the edges of the chair, he could feel the warmth travelling into the solid object as if it were about to melt with such temperature.

'What do you mean we are to be scrapped?' Tom also shot a look at Ewan trying to hold himself back from leaping angrily at him about to rip him apart.

'Oh haven't you heard, I had a discussion with the Head, that's Mrs Stevenson Blaine if you weren't aware,' he titled his head down towards Blaine 'and I have come up with a voting plan, so that everyone has a chance to be involved, marvellous isn't it!'

Everyone stood gaping at the three boys who stood with such precision and power; all three of them holding their noses up at the rest of the boys as if they were garbage.

'But you never get involved with this, you don't even believe in Halloween!' Thad shouted not realising he had just answered his own question.

Everyone looked around at each other and realised what was to happen if Graham and his two Guinea Pigs were to win the vote. With the sound of the bell to mark the end of lunch the three boys left the room and slammed the door behind them. Everyone slumped back onto the floor or on their chairs.

'We're screwed!' squeaked Tom.

Everyone couldn't believe that this was happening to them, they had looked so forward to this Halloween so they could make it the best it has ever been, but Graham had to interfere. Everyone knew that because he didn't believe in Halloween, he would make it as non scary as possible, he would hold a dance, but the worst type of dance the boys could think of, Ballroom.

All of the Atler boys were now situated in the common room at the end of the corridor; with the fire lit they each were sitting on top of each other with blankets crowded around the coffee table, in which Blaine was sitting beside heaps of plain paper ready to write.

'So our campaign is?' Blaine said whilst writing 'Campaign Ideas' onto the sheet in front of him. He peered up to see all of the boys either looking at the ceiling or staring into space.

'HELLO?' Blaine waved his hand in front of Wes's face who jumped nearly causing Tom, who was resting his head on his knee, to have a heart attack.

'Blaine, we are never going to win,' David groaned from the edge of the sofa, and rolled over to face away from him 'they are the most popular people in school, Graham the head of the Warblers, we cannot take him on or we will get kicked out of the Warblers for sure!'

Everyone didn't move and continued to stare into space, no one would dare to come into contact with Blaine's site not to cause any arguments but Blaine was to argue their case anyway.

'Do you say we give up then? We give up and go to this so called dance, wearing suits waltzing and drinking punch?' Blaine looked at them all in disgust just thinking of the idea.

'Come on, we don't ever give up! David, Wes even Thad you guys are perfect at pranks and getting back at people why you are the Weasley's of Dalton! And Tom from our point of view we cannot and will not let Ewan do this to us since what he did to you, and to Kurt!'

'Blaine is right you know, even if it means us getting kicked out of the Warblers,' Tom lifted his head from Wes's lap and slid down the sofa to sit by the table and pulled over another sheet of paper and began to write down ideas. Still writing and looking down Tom said 'We cannot let them get away with this, this is mine and Kurt's first Halloween at Dalton and I want it to be fun for Kurt's sake!' Watching Tom the other boys decided to join and started to write down ideas of how to beat them.

'Posters,' Blaine started to read out the options 'assembly notices, handouts, school intercom notices, guys come on what happened to plans and ambitious ideas!' Blaine dropped the papers onto the table and stood up to walk over to the fireplace and began to warm his hands.

'You know you could always use your voices?' a voice came from the corner of the room by the bookcase, sat there was a boy surrounded by books; he had wavy mid length light brown hair and wore the most unique clothing anyone had seen. He stood still holding the book beside him and approached the back of the sofa, throwing the book into Blaine's hands there was a page marked. The boy looked at Blaine and held out his hand for him to open it. He read aloud:

In 1961, the Dalton Warblers named Arthur J. Covey, Stuart Grimsley and Anthony G. Lately were known for their brave act towards the school choir. The headmaster at the time wanted to ban the singing tradition due to the fact that he felt show choirs were too "Girly" as he stated in his papers to the school board.

'Blah Blah Blah,' Blaine trailed his finger down the page to get to the most important parts.

The boys retaliated and performed a concert outside of the school raising awareness of the situation, also made a video in which they danced and sang in the headmaster's office. When they played this video in the local cinema the Headmaster was so unaware of the situation that he demanded them to stop the screening at once.

The boys were later expelled for their behaviour, although later on, in that same month, the school board released the headmaster from his duties and enrolled the students back into the school. Since then they have been known as the "Saver choir boys" and performed many a time on television. No doubt there names will be known for the rest of Warbler history.

'Brilliant,' Wes stood up and grabbed the book to read, 'So you are saying that we need to make a big statement!'

'Exactly, and what is it that everyone uses nowadays,' he held his hands out in an expression for people to answer 'technology, computers, television, DVD's that sort of thing. We need to give them a glimpse on how scary the Halloween party will be this year, we need blood, gore and nightmares to happen throughout the school and how can we do that? Well I will tell you boys, through live performance and televised performance!' The boy folded his arms and walked back towards his desk before he had the chance to sit down Blaine walked towards him holding out his hand for him to shake.

'I'm Blaine by the way, these are my friends David, Wes, Thad and Thomas we are missing one our other friends, Kurt. You know we could really use your help with this, sorry your name is?' Blaine still holding out his hand for the boy to shake titled his head to the side.

'Philip's the name, and I thought you'd never ask!' he raised his eyebrow and shook Blaine's hand, before joining the boys at the coffee table. They felt as if they had been planning for days when the clock on the mantelpiece started to chime, it was 12:00pm; the boys cleared the common room and headed to bed.

Blaine walking past everyone as they headed into their rooms opened his room door and looked back down the corridor where Kurt's door was. It was dark, he couldn't help but want to hear the sound of him breathing or even his singing this late at night, smiling, he entered his room and was met with a pair of glowing eyes in the dark.

Another shoe flew out of the room and hit the door opposite causing the boy in the room to swing his door open; he quickly ducked as a pair of trousers nearly flew into his face. The whole corridor by now could hear the argument that had erupted from Blaine's room.

'I cannot believe that you thought you could still stay here, are you completely mad!' Blaine was screaming at the top of his voice as he reached for everything that Ewan owned.

'You think that you can just stay in here after what happened with Kurt, and now what is happening with the Halloween Party! JUST GET OUT!' as not to hit Ewan he was taking his anger out on all of Ewan's things. Blaine had completely forgotten that Ewan was staying in his room, and used to be his friend. He was so angry that he wanted to break the whole dorm down; when he couldn't find anything else to throw he thumped towards the door and pointed out in the corridor.

'Leave NOW!' all of the boys in the corridor were peering out of their doors to get a glimpse of what was happening. Ewan began to walk towards the door when he stopped in the middle of the room and sat down.

'What do you think you are doing? Get out of my room!' Blaine screamed his eyes misting over at the thought of Kurt lying in Hospital because of the boy in his room. He couldn't help but feel responsible for it, due to that fact that Ewan was his friend and wanted a school to go to.

'You know Blaine, I don't think I am going to leave, this is my room too remember we share now. Also I have nowhere else to go, so you move!' Ewan crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared at Blaine by the door.

'YOU HEARD BLAINE, GET OUT OF HIS ROOM!' Tom had stormed from the opposite hall and began to charge at Ewan seated on the carpet. Blaine held Tom around his waist and hoisting him into the air, Tom still kicking and screaming at Ewan. He held Tom there until he calmed down and escorted him out of the room towards David, he turned back to face Ewan now standing at his door.

Blaine stood transfixed face to face with Ewan, the next thing he knew he hit the opposite door and slid down before curling up in a ball on the floor clutching his face in pain, everyone ran forward towards the door and Ewan slammed it shut. Some were banging on the door for him to open in but Tom had run to Blaine's assistance to help him up.

'Blaine, Blaine can you hear me?' David's voice was echoing in Blaine's mind. He could hear a ringing in his head and Blaine opened his eyes trying to locate himself, he tried to get to his feet but David pushed him back down onto the bed he was laid onto.

'OUCH, JESUS WES, you're supposed to be strong being how tall you are!' Thad was talking loudly from down the corridor.

'Well, maybe you aren't trying hard enough!' Wes whispered loudly as he didn't want to wake anyone else. The two boys were carrying a bed along the corridor towards the room Blaine was resting in.

Trying to sit up Blaine felt a huge head rush and fell back down nearly hitting his head for the second time, 'Wha? David what happened?' Blaine bewildered spoke quietly and reached for his arm. David took his hand and held it onto the bed.

'Basically there was a fight and you were pushed into a door, the boys are bringing a spare bed into mine and Wes's room so you can stay here for now until we get Ewan out of yours.'

Blaine suddenly remembered what had happened that night and quickly stood up not realising he would feel so sick when he did he collapsed only to be caught by David, he pulled Blaine into a carry and waited for the boys to place the bed near the window so Blaine could breath in the fresh air.

'Do you think he will be ok for Sunday?' the boys all leaned over the bed and watched Blaine as he fell to sleep.

It was a Saturday and the boys had decided to meet somewhere away from the school to practise their plan for tomorrow's showdown. Tom had previously mentioned to Philip the swimming pool that they had previously visited which was also equipped with many sports halls and dance rooms. Booking out a dance hall last minute, they luckily got one that had a mirror which ran along the adjacent wall, of course with a ballet bar running across the middle.

'Ok boys, now obviously Blaine is not here yet, he assures me that he will be here later, he woke up this morning feeling fine but had gone to the doctor's just to make sure! Also, of course, he is going to check up on Kurt! Now, with the plan we have to scare the life out of these Dalton boys, so what other song are we going to do but the classic? Am I right?'

All the boys looked at each other and smiled, Philip approached the CD player as if he had a broken leg and groaned making everyone laugh. He reached over and hit the play button and the music started. They improvised for a while; every time would come up with a great move which they pieced all together. By one hour in they had half the dance already.

2 hours had passed and they had a sufficient amount of dance moves ready for the performance. Philip's eyes seemed to be so focused on his computer screen as he was posting the competition onto the school bulletin board online, the others had already done there's saying they were to perform on Sunday which the boys were already one step ahead of them, they had decided to get up early that day and rehearse in order to get a good practise for the evening.

'You know...I don't think... I can...do anymore!' Tom was wheezing, he had already removed his t-shirt and rolled his tracksuit bottoms up and still the heat was unbearable. 'Seriously, if we have to dance anymore I think I will be sick!'

All the boys were lying against the back wall, knackered and about ready to quit. Yes they had a dance but they were still not sure that it would be good enough, how on earth could they beat the best of the Warblers, especially with singing and dancing.

The door to the dance studio was thrown open and Blaine stepped in. Everyone sat up and watched as Blaine took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, he looked at himself in the mirror opposite not saying anything. He began to stretch his legs.

'Blaine?' Tom got up and approached him watching his face in the mirror, 'What happened with Kurt, and dude is your eye ok?'

'He isn't awake. The doctor says he had been out for a while because his brain thinks he was still sleeping, so until he isn't tired anymore then he will be fine, yea I know, the doctor said my eye will go down in colour in the next week or so' He stood perfectly still staring at his reflection, reaching up to his black eye he touched it and closed his eyes. Opening them again looking at Tom in the reflection Blaine saw Tom's eyes begin to water and he grabbed Tom into a hug, swaying on the spot. You could hear Tom's crying from down the hall as he sank his head into Blaine's chest.

'Hey, Tom he is ok, don't worry!' Blaine looked over at the others and flicked his head up for them to come over too.

The boys all stood up and covered them both in a hug, holding each other there for a second; Blaine separated from them and focused on all of their faces staring back at him, each one of the boys eyes glistening in the light from the studio.

'We are doing this song and dance for Kurt,' Blaine stepped towards the mirror and placed his hand on the ballet bar. 'We will win the vote, for him.' Looking into the mirror at the boys he smiled before standing in the middle of the dance studio and started to dance the thriller making everyone laugh and join him.

'Right, ok come on then boys lets show Blaine what we have so far shall we? Ready and go on the music!' Philip clicked the play button on the CD player.

'Ouch my limbs, how on earth do dancers do this every day?' Wes rolled over bending his legs before trying to sit up.

'Feel bad for the Zombie's they feel like this every day!' David shouted with a laugh.

'But David they have no limbs!' Blaine snorted.

It was Sunday the day everyone had been ready for, the boys had rehearsed and recorded the scary video of the century, they only got in at 1:00am, of course they had to film the video at night to have that scary effect, plus Philip had been up all night editing the film to make it perfect; he was studying Media and wanted to be a film editor one day so this was a big deal for him. The boys were getting up at 9:00am that morning to get some further practise with Blaine for the big reveal later in the day.

'I wonder what Graham has in mind for the challenge if they are even doing one?' David groaned from his bed.

'They obviously know what we are doing they have spies everywhere, but, I bet he will do something slushy,' Blaine rolled over to face the two opposite him 'To try and win the hearts of all of Dalton!' he placed his hands on his chest and fluttered his eye lashes at the two boys.

'Now I wonder who fell in love with a boy that sung a beautiful song. Hmm Blaine, ring any bells?' Wes turned to face Blaine and before he could laugh a pillow flew into his face. David and Blaine laughed at Wes as he got up and pretended to make out with his pillow coming up for air just to say Oh Kurt! Blaine shot up and wrestled him to the floor smothering him with the pillow that had previously missed his face.

The three boys staggered out of bed and headed for the showers before rehearsal. Walking past Tom's room they knocked for him to get ready and he followed them out slightly jogging to keep up, they were discussing the many entrances and going through the routine step by step in the showers.

Philip was already at the hall when they all arrived he was watching over the edited film so concentrated on his laptop screen that he didn't notice anyone come in.

'Hey Philip,' Tom walked over towards the laptop trying to sneak a look, 'How is it coming along?'

'I have finished if you must know,' he said with a smile and turned the laptop screen to face everyone.

The music began to play on the sound system where he had plugged it in, and Philip pressed pause at the exact spot where the Dalton boys would come out and scare everyone watching it. He glared at them all before waving his hands in the direction of the middle of the floor, acknowledging his arm movements the boys got into their positions and Philip hit play.

Dancing through it they gave it all they had, even using their voices and facial expressions, Philip sat up enticed in the performance, all of the boys walked towards Philip sitting on the stage and grabbed his legs pulling up in the air kicking and screaming.

'Put me down, you're meant to do that on the night not now!' Philip was trying so hard to kick one of the boy's arms so he would be placed down. As they proceeded to dance still holding him in the air it wasn't until the doors to the hall from outside flung open and two boys in Dalton uniform fell in that they stopped.

Ewan and Tony, the two guinea pigs picked themselves up and brushed themselves off before running out of the room, all of the boys ran after them at full speed whizzing around corners until they reached the entrance hall.

Ewan and Tony ran outside and the boys followed, they just got onto the gravel path when they heard music playing to the left of them. They all turned to see a fully built stage in the middle of the grounds with Graham standing in the middle with a microphone.

It's astounding, time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll
But listen closely, not for very much longer
I've got to keep control

Everyone from their dorm rooms stuck their heads out the window as the three boys started to sing along, they all were screaming and singing along to the music. David, Wes, Thad, Tom, Blaine and Philip stared at the performance in shock, they had beaten them too it.

I remember doing the Time Warp
Drinking those moments when
The blackness would hit me and the void would be calling
Let's do the time warp again...
Let's do the time warp again!

Suddenly dancers from behind the stage began to dance the time warp, each of them wearing a vote Graham t-shirt on. They had really crossed the line this time. The boys in rage sped back up to their rooms and began to get changed; Philip pulled out his laptop in anger and lifted the screen nearly pulling it off, he began to type something into facebook and looked out of his window to the stage and smirked.

It's just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
With your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane,
Let's do the Time Warp again!

The three boys at this point were laughing at the prospect of them winning, the dancers vanished and left the boys to sing alone, everyone was flooding out of their rooms by now and started to dance in front of the stage.

It's so dreamy, oh fantasy free me
So you can't see me, no not at all
In another dimension, with voyeuristic intention
Well-secluded, I see all
With a bit of a mind flip
You're there in the time slip
And nothing can ever be the same
You're spaced out on sensation, like you're under sedation
Let's do the Time Warp again!

Suddenly near the end of the song all the boys could hear their phones go off from inside their rooms the people who had their phones on them showed the message to everyone and began to leave towards the school hall. Trying to sing louder Graham got off the stage singing on the grass trying to get them to come back, but it wasn't any use they had all left. Graham threw his microphone on the floor and ran off into his dorm building. Ewan and Tony decided that they were to follow where everyone else was heading to see what the fiasco was about.

The whole of Dalton squeezed itself into the hall, they were all still wearing their pyjamas and talking loudly over each other, some were talking about the performance that had just happened, saying it was amazing and nothing could beat it. While others were saying that it wasn't scary enough to win. Everyone died down as the shutters of the hall windows were being closed by some of the Dalton boys.

The room was silent;

Do you think you know scary?

A booming voice came from the speakers, making the boys jump but then scream and laugh.

Welcome to hell!

All of a sudden the video began to play on the projector screen situated on the wall at the back of the stage, everyone screamed as they saw the face of David bleeding from his mouth singing the first few lines.

It's Close To Midnight And Something Evil's Lurking In The Dark
Under The Moonlight You See A Sight That Almost Stops Your Heart
You Try To Scream But Terror Takes The Sound Before You Make It
You Start To Freeze As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes,
You're Paralyzed

Everyone was screaming the words out as the screen played the boys dancing as Zombie's on the screen, they could head the screams from backstage as they got ready to enter from either side. The audience started to cheer and some started to dance along.

'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night
And No One's Gonna Save You From The Beast About
Strike
You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night
You're Fighting For Your Life Inside A Killer, Thriller
Tonight

You Hear The Door Slam And Realize There's Nowhere Left To Run
You Feel The Cold Hand And Wonder If You'll Ever See The Sun
You Close Your Eyes And Hope That This Is Just
Imagination
But All The While You Hear The Creature Creepin' Up
Behind
You're Out Of Time

Suddenly the doors from every direction smashed open and Zombie's, Werewolves and vampires appeared running into the audience causing them to scream as they tried to grab anyone they could get, some of the boys had stood up to run to the back.

'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night
There Ain't No Second Chance Against The Thing With
Forty Eyes
You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night
You're Fighting For Your Life Inside Of Killer, Thriller Tonight

Night Creatures Call
And The Dead Start To Walk In Their Masquerade
There's No Escapin' The Jaws Of The Alien This Time
(They're Open Wide)
This Is The End Of Your Life

They're Out To Get You, There's Demons Closing In On Every Side
They Will Possess You Unless You Change The Number On Your Dial
Now Is The Time For You And I To Cuddle Close Together
All Thru The Night I'll Save You From The Terror On The Screen,
I'll Make You See

That This Is Thriller, Thriller Night
'Cause I Can Thrill You More Than Any Ghost Would Dare To Try
Girl, This Is Thriller, Thriller Night
So Let Me Hold You Tight And Share A Killer, Diller, Chiller
Thriller Here Tonight

By this point all of the Dalton boys were up and dancing along to the dance moves, David and Wes ran back stage and got out water pistols and started to spray the audience with red water, some of the boys laughed as they stood in the direction of the spray, whilst others looked in shock that he was ruining their hear and their clothes.

Suddenly the lights began to flicker on and off until they completely turned off with the music still playing and the boys ran off stage, the light come back on to reveal Blaine wearing a Zombie outfit.

Darkness Falls Across The Land
The Midnight Hour Is Close At Hand
Creatures Crawl In Search Of Blood
To Terrorize Y'awl's Neighbourhood
And Whosoever Shall Be Found
Without The Soul For Getting Down
Must Stand And Face The Hounds Of Hell
And Rot Inside A Corpse's Shell
The Foulest Stench Is In The Air
The Funk Of Forty Thousand Years
And Grizzly Ghouls From Every Tomb
Are Closing In To Seal Your Doom
And Though You Fight To Stay Alive
Your Body Starts To Shiver
For No Mere Mortal Can Resist
The Evil Of The Thriller

All the boys off stage started to laugh, with Blaine in the middle watching the audience, scanning the back he spots Ewan and Tony both staring in shock, moving his eyes further over he sees a figure standing by the door wearing what seemed to be wearing a tartan suit and red braces watching. As he finished the laughter the lights shut off and the boys run back onstage in position for the lights to come back on. As they did everyone in the audience started to scream and cheer. Now in the light Blaine looked back to where the figure was standing and is met with the blue eyes he missed, the smile that made Blaine feel warm inside formed on the beautiful pale face, he couldn't believe who he was seeing.

'Kurt?' Blaine shouted making his way through the crowd, 'Kurt!' he realised that Kurt was running towards him, he pushed past people trying not to lose sight of him, even climbing over a few people. In the middle of the crowd they met and stared at each other forgetting what was going on around them. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion and Kurt jumped onto Blaine in a hug wrapping his legs around Blaine's waist.

Blaine squeezed Kurt's chest never wanting to let go and leaned back to see his face, noses touching they closed their eyes and span around.

'What is going on here?' the sound of the Headmistress's voice made the entire Dalton boys look around.

'I said this would be taking place in the evening' she shouted, looking around at all the boys in pyjamas, looking through the crowd she noticed Blaine holding Kurt and smiled in shock as she walked onto the stage she looked towards Kurt who had been placed down next to Blaine and gave him an understanding nod.

'Well, obviously as both teams have performed there will be a voting booth set outside my office for you to vote for your favourite, booth closes Monday at 9:00am ready for assembly announcement.' She looked back over at Blaine and winked in respect before leaving the room.

Blaine turned back to see Kurt once again, he wiped the green makeup that had rubbed onto Kurt's nose and held his face in his hands. Kurt blushing leaned forward and kissed Blaine on the cheek before running off to find the others. Blaine turned around and watched Kurt trying to catch his breath.