A/N: Sorry this one took so long, I wrote it on Saturday night, but haven't finished editing until now! I promise to get the next chapter up as soon as I can! Thank you all so much for sticking with it, it means a lot to me! Anyways, enjoy chapter 11 :)

Also, I didn't have a BETA and won't for the rest of this fic due to midterms.

Chapter 11:

"So, what's the plan Rach?" Kurt asks as we walk inside, hands clasped at our sides.

"Well," my sister begins, pulling away from her boyfriend after what looks like a…uh…passionate kiss. Thanks Rach for making it awkward! "Finn and Blaine will decorate the basement. You guys can hang the streamers, blow up balloons, set up the disco ball, the usual. Kurt, you and I will set out the food. Whoever finishes first can work on music!"

"Sounds like a plan. Come on Finn, party closet's downstairs." I say, kissing Kurt's cheek, leading the senior down to our basement.

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"What kind of food are we serving tonight?" Kurt asks, following Rachel into the Anderberry's kitchen with a spring in his step. "And drinks, considering Noah will not be supplying this time. You'll have to be creative."

"Luckily creativity is one of my many strengths! I made my famous sugar cookies, but those are mainly for Timmy and Finn. For the people who don't obsess over cookies like four year olds, I made some teacakes. Then for drinks, I have sparkling cider and energy drinks. They may not get us drunk, but they'll still give us a sugar high, ensuring that this party won't be a total bummer!"

The countertenor stares at her in disbelief. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Kurt, relax!" the girl scolds, "As long as we aren't completely out of it, everything will be fine! Scratch that, this party will be prefect! "

"As long as you're really careful, and you should run it by Blaine first!"

This apparently Rachel finds hilarious, because she has tears in her eyes from laughing so hard, "Kurt! I am the older sibling here you know!"

"But we both know you aren't exactly the best at planning parties!" he counters, "Plus, you aren't THAT much older than him. And even if you're older than Blaine, Finn and I are older than both of you."

"Whatever, I know you're sticking up for your boyfriend and all, but this is MY party. I get choose the details!" Rachel whines pointedly, annoyed at her friend for picking a fight with her. Does anybody realize how important this day is for her?

Kurt sighs, "Rachel we both know I know plenty of secrets and that I have enough dirt on you to get you to do whatever I say." A smug smile has appeared on the taller boys lips, he didn't want to blackmail her, but it was for a good cause. He had to prove to both her and himself that he had power of her, which in turn would help Blaine in the long run. Whatever, he knew it was a stupid thing to argue about, but he wasn't going to back down now. "So, and I will ask nicely, ask Blaine. Right now!"

"Ugh!" Rachel groans, "Fine!"

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"How are you doing dude?" Finn asks me, as we walk down the stairs.

I'm going to let you in on a little secret; being with your sibling's boyfriend (or girlfriend) is always awkward! Sure, Finn and I are sort of friends now, but it doesn't mean much. I still want to punch him in the face when I'm reminded of what he has done to both Kurt and Rachel. Hell, for all the crap he's done to me! But, for their sakes, I remain civil.

"I'm good, just nervous about the party, you know…"

"Why?"

"Well," I begin, not really wanting to trust him, "You know how the parties my sister throws can get. I just don't want my dads to get pissed at us again! They're finally back to letting me go back to visit Dalton, so I really don't want to push it. Something Rachel doesn't seem to understand."

"I get what you're saying," he agrees, hanging up balloons, "When Rach first told me her plan, I swore she was going crazy! But, I think we both have learned the hard way, never to argue with her when she has her mind set on something."

I laugh, "Hell yes! I'm pretty sure she gets that way because of me. My dads say that we used to have a puppy when we were really little, and I was apparently too over protective of it. Ever since, she has thrown tantrums whenever she doesn't get her way!"

"Really? That explains so much!"

"Yup!" I reply, "Though I am totally kicking myself about that…and I'm sure they are too!"

"Hey Blaine?" Rachel calls, snapping me out of my memory. "Do you care what food and drinks we serve?"

"Uh…no…as long as its not beer or shit!"

"Good!" she yells, a little too happily.

I turn back to Finn, "Do you know what that's all about?"

He shakes his head and turns back to decorating.

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"I told you so!" Rachel says, turning on her heels to face Kurt.

"Whatever!" he mutters, "Can you promise me there won't be funny business tonight. I refuse to have any repeats of your crazy antics like you pulled last year!"

"Depends…"

"Rachel! Promise me!"

"Fine, but define funny business."

"Locking Blaine and I outside together…making me kiss Blaine, or any other guy, while playing any of your crazy games. He is my boyfriend now; we don't need your help. We never have, and I sure to hell hope we never will!"

She sighs, "Fine, but I had a really great idea!"

"I'm leaving!" yells Kurt, going off to talk to the other guys in the basement.

A/N: What did you think? I'd love to know!

In the next chapter: The mother f**king Warblers!