When The Dalton Warblers Meet the Divas Chapter 5: Practice Time, a glee fanfic

Hey Guys!

I'm so sorry that i didn't get this up in a week like i said. My teachers had given me way too much projects for me to manage. But, it's summer now, so be expecting quicker updates. And I seriously feel guilty about not updating on time like i said, so I'll make it up to you guys somehow.

I'd also like to thank the wonderful reviews you guys gave me. Seriously, they gave me the inspiration to continue to type this, because i get distracted way too easily.

Next chapter should be up real soon, because it's been on my mind for a while. Be expecting it in less time than it took for this chapter to come out.

And, I have another story idea (Well, it was in my head before i even posted this story) and it's going to be a good one. But i don't plan on posting it for a while. But i might give a preview as part of my 'sorry' for posting so late. Anyways, on with the story!

XXX- Linebreak/ Change Scene

Kurt'sPOV

The rest of the week passed by quickly. On Friday, Rachel and Mercedes had slept over once again and stayed for the weekend to hang out with the Warblers. Even though they didn't know the girls as well as I did, the Warblers all considered them close after spending the weekend together. I was glad that my favorite people were close to each other.

When Rachel and Mercedes left on Sunday evening though, Wes turned psycho-maniac on us.

~Flashback~

Everyone was hanging around my room again on Sunday night, when Rachel glanced at the time. She sat up quickly from her spot resting on Casey's stomach.

"Shoot! We have to go before they lock the gates. We'll see you on Wednesday guys!"

She grabbed Mercedes' arm and grabbed her car keys, before waving quickly to the rest of the Warblers, giving me a kiss to the cheek, and rushing out of the room. I smiled at the doorway as I leaned my head back against the headboard of my bed. I closed my eyes for a second, when suddenly I felt someone move in front of me. I opened one eye and looked Wes in the eye. "Yes?" He had scary glint in his eye and grabbed my arm.

"We only have one week left until Sectionals!"

"Yes, and that's why we've been practicing for it." Wes is way too into the Warblers. At the meetings, he's a completely serious and uptight guy. Anytime else, he's a crazy, fun-loving guy.

His eyes seemed to glint even more.

"No, we need more time to practice."

I shot a slightly panicked look over at Blaine. Suddenly, Wes grabbed my arm and dragged me out the door. "Practice in the common rooms, RIGHT NOW!" I felt Seth pull on my other hand (I know it was him because he's the only other Warbler I know with hands as soft as mine), but Wes' grip tightened even more.

And so, we ended up practicing our songs for Sectionals until half the Warblers could barely stand up from exhaustion.

~End Flashback~

I was sitting on one of the chairs in the common room listening to Wes drone on and on about how New Directions was probably going to give a perfect performance (which they probably haven't even planned yet) on Wednesday afternoon. I stifled a yawn as Wes called us to our positions for 'Hey Soul Sister.' I stood in my spot near the back of the formation as Blaine began to sing and we harmonized with him.

I nearly yawned again while singing because the way the Warblers performed for competition was completely different from the way New Directions performed. I mean, with New Directions, we had a lot of dancing and even though it was choppy sometimes, we still had a lot of fun with it. With the Warblers, all we did was stand in formation and sing. Not even swaying like they did in teenage dream. No snapping either. Just singing. And if we were one toe out of formation, Wes would threaten us with his gavel. Well, the only one who really moved was Blaine and that was because he had the solo.

"Stop! Stop! The Harmonies have to be louder guys! "

Ugh, Wes was beginning to get on my nerves. In front, Blaine turned around and looked at us. His eye caught mine for a moment and I mimicked choking Wes, who was yelling at Randall for some unknown reason. He stifled a laugh and I grinned back at him.

"Let's take it from the top!"

I groaned out loud this time, along with a few other Warblers. Wes turned around like he was about to yell at us some more, when Blaine pulled on his sleeve. He whispered something over to Wes and I glanced up at him, curious to know what he was telling to Wes. As I moved my head, I noticed the door to the practice room was slight ajar and at the foot of the door, there was a small peak of yellow. What was that? I squinted at it, trying to figure out what it was, when Wes called my name and I looked over at him.

"Kurt, come here."

I gave him a confused look and walked in front of him.

"Yes?"

"You and I are switching spots."

I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why?" He opened his mouth, but Blaine nudged him and I looked over at my best friend. He gave me a sheepish grin as Wes said, "You're just going to switch spots with me. No questions asked." "Okay, then?" I moved into Wes's position as he moved into mine.

"Once more," Wes then said.

There were groans once again, but nonetheless, we started the harmonies and Blaine began to sing again. At the end of the song, Wes finally let us sit down and take a break. As I was sitting down, I remembered what I saw earlier at the door and turned around to look for it. When my eyes landed on the door, I squinted at it. Then, I realized that the yellow was gone. Huh, must have been a figment of my imagination?

"What are you looking at, Kurt?"

I turned my head to face Seth, who had asked me the question.

"Nothing. Just thought I saw something."

Wes called for our attention and said, "Alright Warblers, since the last performance was the best we've done all day, we'll end practice for the day right now. But I expect you all in here on time tomorrow morning. You're all dismissed."

Everyone cheered as most of the Warblers filed out of the room, presumably to do their homework. I stood up and grabbed my bag. Blaine was talking to Wes and David, so I gave him a nod, although he probably didn't see it, and left the room. As I stepped outside, I heard footsteps quickly following me. I turned around. It was Seth.

"Hey," I said. "We're hanging out in your room, remember?" he replied. I paused. Oh, yeah. I thought I was forgetting something. Seth and I had both finished our homework in our free period, so we decided that we would hang out together after Warbler practice. I nodded at him as we both headed towards my room. I opened my door and stepped inside.

Then I froze and blinked.

"Rachel? Mercedes?"

The two girls were sitting on my bed talking about something quietly. When they heard me call out their names, their heads shot up and they both looked at me. "Hey Kurt! Hey Seth!" said Mercedes. Rachel gave her a worried glance as she said, "Hey guys."

I gave her a concerned glance. "What's wrong Rach?"

This time, both she and Mercedes glanced at each other and seemed to have a silent conversation. Finally, they both nodded at each other as Seth and I exchanged confused glances towards each other.

"Kurt, Seth…..You guys are performing 'Hey Soul Sister' for Sectionals aren't you?"

I froze and stared at them in shock, as Seth answered way too quickly, "No!"

"You guys are," said Mercedes.

"We saw you," added Rachel.

I stayed frozen, but something processed in my mind. "So you were the yellow thing outside the common room!"

I glanced at their shoes, which had been placed on the side of my bed, and finally noticed that the tips of Rachel's shoes were painted neon yellow.

Rachel sighed. "Kurt, if you guys perform like that, then you guys are going to lose."

What? My head snapped up and I looked at my best friends.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Seth.

They glanced at each other again.

"Mr. Schuester plans on using Mike and Brittany's dancing skills to our advantage."

"Wait, what?"

Rachel put a hand on my shoulder.

"Look Kurt, I know I may come off as an annoying stuck-up diva sometimes, but I love you guys and I know how much this means to you guys."

"But you're risking your chances too!"

"In technicality, we were spying on you guys."

Mercedes cut in. "And like Rachel said, we really like you guys. We don't want to give you a reason to hate us."

Rachel nodded. "Just" she took a breath, "try to understand our reasoning. If you were put in our place, wouldn't you do something like that too? Friends before competition."

Seth and I looked at each other and thought about it, then finally nodded at each other, then the two females.

"Yeah, I get where you're coming from. Thanks guys."

Seth nodded again, and Mercedes suddenly sat up.

"Can we keep this between ourselves? I mean, tell the Warblers to add in some dancing, but can you keep the fact that we saw you guys perform a secret from them? We're not going to tell New Directions about your song."

We gave her curious glances, except Rachel, who understood her reasoning.

"Knowing Wes, he'd try to change the entire performance and if that would happen, you guys would lose for sure because you wouldn't be ready." Rachel explained.

"But New Directions was able to piece together something in an hour during Sectionals," I pointed out.

Seth answered this time. "True, but we're an acapella group, so it's harder for us to put things together. I get what you two are saying."

Finally, I nodded and said, "Alright, we'll keep this a secret."

Seth interrupted. "Can we look at your Vogue magazine now? Ethan grabbed mine the other day and I don't know where he put it. And there was this awesome hat that I wanted to show you."

I laughed and said, "Sure."

I grabbed my magazine while Rachel, Mercedes, and Seth laid down on my bed, making themselves comfortable. I squeezed into the middle of them

XXX

About an hour later, Mercedes was sleeping on my sofa and Rachel was sitting in front of my vanity as I messed with her hair. Seth had gone to the kitchen to grab a drink.

After a few minutes, my door burst open and Seth walked in holding a glass of orange juice. He shut the door and stood there for a moment, looking at what I had done with Rachel's hair (It was in two braided pigtails).

Suddenly, my door burst open again, except this time, it hit Seth's arm, the one he was holding his glass with, and suddenly, I found myself covered in orange juice.

Randall popped open from behind the door, saying, "Kurt, I need help with my French homework. Monsieur Martin didn't even explain this stuff to us." He glanced around the room for a second, then his eyes fell upon me, still standing behind Rachel, covered in orange juice.

"What happened?"

I rolled my eyes and glanced at the ground, completely thankful that none of the juice spilled onto my carpet.

"This is why you're supposed to knock before coming in."

Seth was still standing in front of the door, completely frozen, while Randall slowly backed out of the room and said, "I'll come back later. Hey Rachel!" He then ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

The loud slam must have brought Seth to his senses, because he started apologizing to us profusely. I looked over at Rachel and saw that she was also covered in orange juice, although she wasn't as covered to my extent as I was. "Its fine Seth," we both said. "It was an accident," I added.

"I think I want to change out of this," said Rachel, as she looked at her stained shirt. I agreed with her.

"At least I now have an excuse to get out of this uniform," I said.

I quickly walked over to my closet and pulled out a new outfit and a shirt and jeans for Rachel to wear.

"I think I'll shower too. This orange juice is staining my skin," I said, pulling my damp dress-shirt away from my skin.

Rachel nodded. "I think I'll just change. It didn't get me anywhere except for the outside of my clothes."

We both headed towards my bathroom, when I saw Seth giving me an odd look.

"Is something wrong Seth?"

"You both are going into the bathroom together?"

"Yes."

"And you're going to be showing while she changes?"

"Yes?" Where was he going with this?

"So you're going to be naked and she's going to be practically naked."

Oh. I get it now. Really Seth? Really?

"Seth, in case you forgot, I'm gay."

"And you guys don't care if you're in the same room changing together?"

Rachel shook her head.

"It's not like he's going to rape me or anything. We're just going to change out of these clothes. Besides, the shower has a curtain."

"The curtain is basically see-through ."

I sighed. "Seth, you're being way too paranoid. We trust each other."

Seth still had a semi-shocked face on, so I just laughed and ruffled his hair.

Seth'sPOV

Wow, Kurt and Rachel are so trusting of each other. Sure, he's gay, I understand that. But at my middle school, when we had to change for PE, the guys would never let me change in the boys' locker room, and even the girls didn't want me in their locker room. They thought I would, like, rape them or something. So, I was forced to change in the restrooms outside of the gym.

Kurt and Rachel walked to the restroom and I heard the water go on after a few minutes.

After a few seconds, I heard Rachel shriek and immediately turned to the restroom door. Instead of hearing more shouts and screams, though, I heard laughter.

"Kurt, there's no need to splash me."

"I didn't do it!"

"Liar! You're the only person in here!"

"You can't prove it!"

I laughed and relaxed, making a seat next to Mercedes' sleeping form. Another minute passed, when there was a noise from the restroom again. This time, it didn't sound like anything bad. In fact, it was actually a bit soothing.

Rachel slowly began to sing from behind the closed door.

It won't be easy
You'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love
After all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see
Is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you

Wow, she sounded amazing. I heard Kurt chuckle and say, "Really, Rachel? 'Don't Cry For Me, Argentina'?" Rachel giggled and said, "Yes, now join me!" She then continued to sing.

I had to let it happen
I had to change

This time, a new voice took over the lyrics and my mouth fell open when I heard it.

Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window
Staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying everything new

That couldn't be Kurt! Could it? Holy-! It sounded so angelic! My mind almost couldn't fathom that the voice really did belong to Kurt. Damn Kurt! What have you been hiding from us?

Rachel's voice cut in for the next part.

But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it too

Kurt and Rachel both took over the chorus and I marveled at how wonderful they sounded. Seriously, where has Kurt been hiding his wonderful voice? The Warblers could go so far with his voice! I can't wait to tell Wes that Kurt really was a countertenor. (He didn't believe Kurt when he told him, but didn't say anything about it because Blaine had dragged him away before he said anything.)

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

Their voices flowed magically and I moved closer to the door to hear their voices better.

Have I said to much?
There's nothing more I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do
Is look at me to know
That every word is true

They sang the last line together and held the ending note. I clapped as they ended the song and Rachel walked out of the bathroom, dressed in new clothes. She giggled when she saw me clapping.

A few moments later, Kurt came out and I immediately grabbed his shoulders and shook him.

"Where have you been hiding that wonderful voice?"

"My mouth?" he answered, slightly confused but smirking.

"You should sing more solos! Seriously, with a voice like that, the Warblers can seriously go far."

"Tell that to Wes. He's not going to change any solos this close to Sectionals."

I paused. "You've got a point."

Rachel popped in between us.

"I want some frozen yogurt guys!"

"There's vegan frozen yogurt?" Kurt asked.

"Yes. Now let's go! I want some!"

Kurt laughed and said, "Fine. Let's go wake up 'Cedes." He walked over to the sleeping figure and shook her gently.

Mercedes slowly stirred and asked, "Hm?"

"Wake up, sweetheart. We're going out for some frozen yogurt. Do you want to come?"

She tiredly sat up and nodded her head, while rubbing her eyes.

Kurt went to grab his keys, while I quickly went to grab my coat from my room.

The three of them were waiting at the end of the hall when I walked out of my room. We were about to walk towards the staircase, when Ethan and Jason (who both had free periods as their last, like Kurt and I did, so they most likely already finished their homework too) suddenly appeared out of Wes and David's room.

"Where are you guys going?" asked Jason.

"Getting some froyo," said Rachel.

"I wanna come!" he said.

"Me too! Wes and David just kicked us out of their room so they could finish their homework. I think the other Warblers are starting to gather in there for a homework party," said Ethan, wrinkling his nose when he said homework the first time.

"Sure," I said. I turned to Kurt. "There's enough room in your car right?"

Kurt nodded, so they cheered and we all walked down to Kurt's car in the student parking lot.

"I call shotgun!" I shouted, causing Jason and Ethan to pout, while Rachel, Kurt, and Mercedes laughed at me. We clambered into the car and in less than 15 minutes, we were outside the yogurt place.

As we stood by the counter, Rachel looked at us. "Should we bring back some frozen yogurt for the others?"

Jason shrugged. "Why not?"

Soon, we were carrying a bunch of containers filled with frozen yogurt back to Dalton. Well, Mercedes and I were carrying them. Ethan had thrown Rachel over his shoulder and raced towards the building, while Kurt chased after him to let Rachel down. Jason was casually eating his own cup of froyo.

"Aren't you going to help?" I said to him.

"Nah."

Mercedes whacked him on the head with her free hand, so raised his arms in surrender and said, "Fine, fine." So, we both placed most of the containers in his hands, then proceeded to high five each other with smirks on our faces. He groaned, but nonetheless followed us as we walked to top floor of the building.

"Everyone is in David's room still," said Kurt, still chasing after Ethan, as we walked by him. "Ethan, no!"

I walked towards David's room (Also Wes' because the two of them share) and opened the door. We were greeted by the rest of the Warblers, who were all sitting around the room surrounded by textbooks and papers and such.

"We brought goodies," said Kurt, who seemed to have lost Ethan and just gave up, walking into the room behind us. Blaine immediately got up from his place at the edge of Wes's bed and hugged Kurt, who blushed lightly. I smirked at him as I held out one of the frozen yogurt cups to Wes. "Wes, put this on the table. It's Rachel's," I told him. He nodded and put it next to him on the table.

Jason put the rest of the cups on the floor, as the other Warblers got up and eagerly got them. I passed Mercedes and Kurt theirs, and we took a seat at the edge of David's bed.

"How much homework can you guys possibly have?"

"A lot," groaned Nick. There were nods of agreement and Kurt and I smirked at them, happy that we both had free period to finish off our homework.

"Kurt, can you help me on my French homework now?" asked Randall. Kurt nodded and moved over to him, when suddenly Ethan appeared at the doorway.

He ran into the room still carrying Rachel, then he tossed her onto Wes' bed, where Wes was studying. Rachel rolled over Wes' papers, then hit the wall slightly and fell flat onto her back. "Ow," she groaned, as Ethan casually flopped onto the space next to David on his bed.

"Are you okay?" asked Wes, looking at Rachel in concern. Well, we were all looking at her in concern, but Wes was the first person to ask about her well-being.

"Yes," was her answer. "Next time, we're not letting Ethan eat any of the froyo until we get back from the yogurt place. And I'm standing safely a mile away from him."

We all chuckled at her, Wes helping her up slightly so that her head was resting against his legs. He then grabbed her yogurt and passed it to her. She sat up quickly and grabbed it, looking eager like a child. "Mh," she said, scooping the froyo into her mouth.

"You guys are my life savers," said Trent, eating his frozen yogurt with a happy smile.

The others nodded in agreement, and I couldn't help but laugh again.

"You people are way too easy to satisfy."

A little while passed as the rest of the Warblers finished their yogurt and continued with their homework. Jason was sprawled across one of the computer chairs, fast asleep, while Ethan was resting comfortably against him with his eyes closed. Kurt was still helping Randall, while Mercedes was helping proofread David's history report. Rachel and I were sitting on Wes's bed against the wall, playing rock-paper-scissors. Of course, I was winning against her.

She pouted as I won against her again, when Jeff shut his textbook close.

"Alright, my mind is beginning to ache from so much reading. I need a distraction."

Everyone glanced at each other.

"NERF FIGHT!"

Suddenly, everyone burst out Nerf guns as Kurt, Rachel, and Mercedes dropped their jaws at the spontaneous-ness. Everyone began to shoot at each other as I ducked towards Kurt and Mercedes, dragging Rachel along with me.

"This happens a lot," I explained to them.

"So everyone just carries around a Nerf gun?"

"It's kind of Warbler tradition."

Wes popped out of nowhere. "They used to use paintball guns back in 1987, but it was too messy and really hurt when you were hit. So they changed it up a few years ago, in 1995."

Kurt stared at him and muttered something under his breath, sounding something like "…knows way too much about traditions. Freakin' nerd…"

I laughed and winked at him while nodding my head. He grinned back, knowing I'd heard his mumbles.

"We'd better escape to your room before they go all out across the entire floor," I said to Kurt, loud enough for Rachel and Mercedes to hear. Wes had dove back into the game.

We quietly snuck out of the room and into Kurt's. To my surprise, Kurt reached into his closet and pulled out two Nerf guns. He tossed them to Rachel and Mercedes as I gawked at him. He noticed my stare as he pulled out another Nerf gun for himself and shut his closet door.

"Blame Noah."

I grew curious, but didn't push on it, knowing he'd eventually explain to me.

We slowly pushed the door open, and saw that the Nerf fight had spread out of David and Wes's room. We all caught each other's eye and grinned.

"One," I mouthed to them.

"Two," mouthed Kurt with a smirk.

"Three!" Rachel and Mercedes both shouted, and we all pushed the door open.

We rushed into the action with big smiles on our faces.

XxX

Two hours of Nerf fights and screaming later, everyone collapsed in the common room. Nick, Jeff, Thad, Casey, and Flint were in a dog-pile on the floor, while Randall and Ethan were messing around at the edge of one of the couches. Andy, Jake, and Jason were discussing something that was probably videogames, and Trent had fallen asleep. Blaine was sitting on the couch with Kurt resting against his shoulder and they were laughing about something. Rachel, Wes, Mercedes, and David were talking with each other and I smirked at them, observing the way that Wes was sitting really close to Rachel and David had his arm around Mercedes' shoulders. No, I'm not being a creepy. I was just sitting and looking around. Seriously.

Mercedes took a glance at the clock and suddenly nudged Rachel. They both groaned and got up.

"We have to go," said Mercedes. "They close the gates earlier on schooldays."

They got up and said bye to everyone, giving us all kisses on our cheeks. I swear I saw Wes and David blush. "Blackmail," I thought, giving a wicked grin inside.

A few minutes after the girls left, Wes called out to us.

"Guys, remember we have practice tomorrow morning. Don't be late!"

Soon everyone was leaving the room to rest. Before I left, though, I caught Kurt's eye and we both nodded solemnly to each other. We would tell Wes to add dancing to our steps tomorrow morning.

XxX

Early the next morning, Kurt and I were standing outside of Wes and David's room. We both glanced at each other and gulped. Wes was scary when it came to the Warblers. No doubt about it.

Kurt stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a few moments, Wes appeared at the doorway straightening his tie. "Yes?"

We glanced at each other again.

"There's something we need to tell you," I said.

"What?"

"We need to add movement into 'Hey Soul Sister'. And by movement, we mean dancing."

Wes froze, and fixated his gaze on us. "Why is that?" he asked with a serious expression that slightly looked a bit psychotic. See? Scary Wes.

Kurt sighed, unaffected by Wes's expression. "Knowing Mr. Schuester, he'd try to use the competition's weaknesses against them."

"And how would he know that not dancing was one of our weaknesses?"

"He could probably assume that since we're an acapella group, we won't be doing any serious dancing."

He gazed hard at us, and I gulped, because I was never on Wes's end of his evil stare. Kurt, on the other hand, seemed not affected at all by Wes's look.

"And you chose to tell this to us now? Two days away from competition?" Uh-oh. He seemed annoyed at us now. This is not good. Not good at all.

We had another glance at each other.

"I didn't think of it until last night. I told Seth because he was in my room helping me sort out stuff in my room."

"Why didn't you tell me last night then?" Okay, he was definitely angry now. I backed up slightly. Kurt didn't even react to Wes's raised voice. How can he keep so calm at a time like this?

"It was late. You were probably asleep." He raised his head and looked Wes straight in the eye while saying it. Damn, kid has guts. Wes frightens all the Warblers when he's in head council mode. Plus, he has that gavel. Trust me, its gone flying when Wes was in a rage a few times. Not Pretty. Not pretty at all.

"You could have woken me up!"

There was noise behind me and I heard a voice ask, "What's going on?"

I turned around, while Kurt and Wes stayed still, talking with each other heatedly and seemed to not have heard the voice.

"Morning Blaine!" I said to our dapper soloist, who was still in sweats and a t-shirt (His pajamas) and looking extremely tired.

"Morning Seth. Why did I hear yelling out here?"

"Oh, that's just Wes and Kurt." He seemed to wake up when I said Kurt's name.

"Kurt? Where is he? Wait, he and Wes and arguing?" He looked concerned for Kurt's wellbeing.

I moved off to the side so that he could see Kurt and said, "Yeah. Just Warbler business to take care of."

He looked curious, but Wes suddenly turned around and slammed his door shut, while Kurt rubbed his temples tiredly. "Wes seriously needs to get laid. He's way too uptight."

I chuckled as Blaine looked at Kurt in surprise. He started laughing quietly too, and Kurt finally looked up to the new sound.

"Blaine, I didn't see you there," he said, starting to blush slightly.

Blaine just grinned at him.

Then, Kurt seemed to notice Blaine's outfit. "Nice pajamas."

This time, it was Blaine's turn to blush. Oh boy, those two are way too obvious. They need to get together soon, before one of them cracks from sexual frustration.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed Blaine by his shoulders and pushed him towards his door. "Go change. Practice starts in 15 minutes." I stuck my arm out to Kurt. "Coffee, good sir?" He nodded and ruffled Blaine's un-gelled curls before taking my arm. We walked towards the kitchen and I turned back for a minute, seeing Blaine's dopey grin. Yeah, they need to get together soon.

XxX

"….So now we're adding dance steps to 'Hey Soul Sister' because someone didn't tell us about it before," Wes was telling us, looking pointedly at Kurt.

"I told you, I didn't think about it until last night!" countered Kurt, slightly annoyed.

"You could have woken me up!" was his irritated reply.

Kurt looked like he was about to stab Wes with something, so Blaine quickly stood up. "Why don't we start adding the dance steps in right now?"

Before Wes could retort something, that was probably more stuff to yell at Kurt with, David cut in and said, "That's a wonderful idea. Everybody, get in formation!"

Everybody gave a sigh of relief and Kurt mouthed 'thank you' to David and Blaine, to which they both nodded back at him. I patted him gently on the shoulder as we got up from our seats and he pouted at me, probably because I didn't help. Hey, he was doing fine by himself. Besides, Wes seriously scares me.

"Okay, so when Blaine sings….."

Wes began to give us instructions, with the rest of the Warblers throwing a few suggestions every now and then.

And that's how we spent the rest of the practices until Saturday- perfecting our dance moves. Well, not really dance moves, more like stepping and snapping and stuff. But at least it was better than how we originally sang the song.

Sectionals, here we come.

Next Chapter: Sectionals!