Hey Guys! Sorry, I'm like 20 minutes late. Darn! But, i had to edit and everything, so yeah. I didn't expect for this chapter to come out so short, but i' kind of half-asleep right now. But the next chapter is going to be the final part of Sectionals, so it's all good! Next chapter will be somewhat longer than the recent chapters too! If you have any ideas for songs that the Warblers or New Directions should sing, whether at Sectionals, or just for fun, feel free to put it in the reviews!

Kurt'sPOV

We all got off the bus and most of us were nervous as we stepped off the bus. Outside the door, David and Thad walked over to sign us in. When they walked back over to the rest of us, Thad announced, "We're second to last. The order is Sugar & Spice-"

I snorted inelegantly. "Oh wow. What are they- ten?" Blaine elbowed my arm, but he was grinning so I knew he was thinking the exact same thing.

Thad glared at me and continued. "-Soundsation-"

Jeff snickered, "Sounds like someone's trying to have an orgasm."

Thad glared at him and continued once again. "-Rhapsody in Blue-"

Ethan called out, "Why would they wrap somebody in blue? 'Cuz that's what it sounds like to me."

David said loudly, "Shut up guys. Stop making fun of the list and listen."

Thad continued. "-The Hipsters-"

Seth and I shared a glance but didn't say anything. That name was so lame beyond comparison. But I do remember Mr. Schuester mentioning that they were in the Continuing Education Program from Warren Township. So we're up against old people. I wonder why he didn't tell us about the rest of the competitors.

Thad finally finished off the list. "Us and then New Directions."

Ah, I hope they do well. Not that I don't want the Warblers to win or anything. I definitely want us to win. But New Directions are important to me too and I know how much problems they're going to get if they lose. Like how Figgins is going to cancel their club. Like how they're going to get bullied by the rest of the school. Like how-

Blaine pulled my hand forward and I blinked. Everyone else was walking into the lobby. I looked at him and he gave me a reassuring squeeze as we both walked forward together.

As we walked in, the entre group heard a familiar voice in what seemed to be the snack bar.

"Do you guys have any Raisinets?"

"No, Miss."

Everyone's head flipped towards the sound of the voices. There, stood Rachel arguing with the cashier-man.

"Are you sure you don't have Raisinets?" There was a frantic edge to her voice as she talked with the man. Wait a second- Rachel hates raisins. What the heck? Why is she asking about Raisinets if she hates raisins? And she's a vegan! Don't Raisinets have milk in them? They're chocolate covered raisins, for Gaga's sake!

"No we don't, Miss." The cashier was beginning to look like he was getting annoyed by her. Poor man. He's probably wishing he could push her down a cliff or something right now. I'd better go save them both.

"Why don't you have Raisinets?" Rachel's voice was getting slightly loud and I exchanged a glance with Blaine. He looked just as confused as I was. I nudged my head towards Wes, and he let go of my hand to walk towards our head Warbler. I began to walk towards them, grabbing Seth's arm on the way.

"I don't know," the man answered with an irritated voice.

"Then go down to 7-11 and get some. I NEED RAISINETS!" She shouted the last part and I quickly slipped beside her, letting go of Seth's arm as he looked at me confusedly,

"Carb-loading?" I raised an eyebrow as she turned to me, and the cashier gave me a thankful look. I ignored him and looked at my best friend, trying to figure her out.

"Lauren Zizes is being an annoying prick and won't go on unless she gets her DAMN CANDY." He voice stressed the ending as I continued to give her a confused look. She took a small breath to calm herself down and said, "She has a warm body," while rolling her eyes. I shot her a sympathetic look.

"Lauren Zizes, the new 12th member right?"

"Yeah, I told you about her the other day in our phone chat, remember?" I nodded at her, remember the phone call in my head.

Seth chirped in. "Hey Rachel!" Rachel looked at him with a smile and a wave, then saw the rest of the Warblers in the back. She waved to them as I finally remembered what I asked her earlier.

"Hey Rach, do you have it?"

She looked confused for a moment, but then understood what I was asking for and pulled out a rectangular white box from her small bag. She handed it towards me. I turned to Seth and handed it to him. He took it with a curious face.

"It's Wes's new gavel. Give it to Blaine and tell him to get the others into the green room. Go along with them. I want to talk to Rachel for a moment."

Seth nodded and Rach and I watched as he walked over to Blaine and whispered into his ear. Blaine looked at me and nodded with a smile and turned to the others. He said something, and they all walked out of our sight (there was a wall), waving towards Rachel one more time. As soon as they were out of sight, I turned to Rachel again.

"I miss you guys."

Rachel raised her eyebrow. "Kurt, darling, you saw us on Wednesday."

"No, I mean I miss New Directions."

"Oh."

We both took a seat and I gently grabbed her hands.

"I feel like I'm betraying you guys by competing against you all. Like I'm letting you guys down."

She squeezed my hands.

"It's your life Kurt. You weren't safe at McKinley. We all get it. Besides, you're happy at Dalton now." She nudged my shoulder at the end and I blushed.

"How come you were never this nice to me last year?" I teased her gently, even though I already knew her answer.

"Because you were my only real competition," she teased back.

I laughed and nodded, saying, "True," which caused her to laugh along with me.

"So, you and Wes seem to have grown an attachment towards each other."

She raised an eyebrow. "I've grown attached to all the Warblers now." Well, that is true. Rachel and Mercedes hang out with the Warblers all the time now.

"But there's something extra going on between you two." I wiggled my eyebrows at her.

"Like how there's something going on between you and Blaine?" Crap. I couldn't deny anything because I told her about my crush on him ages ago.

"Shut up."

She smirked. "Exactly."

A new idea formulated in my head. "How about we compromise and get David and Mercedes together."

She laughed and said, "Deal."

We were silent for a moment when she spoke up again. "You know, the Raisinets thing is your fault."

"Oh?" How was it my fault?

"I came almost an hour after our call time because I had to comb through 10 stores to find a single freakin' gavel -Which is why I now have a box of 400 gavels sitting in the trunk of my car."

She gave me an annoyed look and I couldn't help it- I burst out laughed. She gave me another irritated look as I continued to laugh.

"Hey, it's for Wes, not me," I managed to say in between fits of laughter. Finally, she sighed and smiled as I continued laughing. After a short minute, her eyes looked behind me and I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Blaine.

"Wes is calling for everyone."

He turned to Rachel and gave her kiss on the cheek. "Hey Rach."

I pouted. "What, no kiss for me?"

Rachel smirked as Blaine blushed. He kissed me on my cheek and asked, "Happy?"

"Oh yes, very."

"Then let's go before Wes goes on a bitch fit."

Rachel laughed and said, "Bye guys! Tell everyone else I said good luck!"

Blaine nodded and I got up. We both started to leave when I froze. I turned to Rach. "Hey Rach!" She looked at me curiously. I reached into my messenger bag and tossed her something. "You're lucky Andy loves those, otherwise I wouldn't have brought it."

She looked at the Raisinets that I had tossed her and grinned. "Thanks darling!" She gave me a kiss on the cheek and quickly rushed out.

I blinked after her. "Wow, she's fast."

Blaine laughed and slipped his hand into mine. I looked him with a slight blush on my cheeks. "Come on, let's go."

And so, we ended up running through the building to get to our green room before Wes threw a fit. At least he's somewhat calmer with a gavel.

XxX

"Rachel says good luck to everyone," I announced as soon as I stepped through the doors of our green room. I glanced towards Wes and saw his lips quirk into a smile and he was holding his gavel.

"Alright, now that everyone's in here, we should get warmed up."

We ran through our scales and quickly warmed up our voices. Once we finished with our warm ups, everyone sat around the room waiting for the competition to start. There wasn't much for us to do, I mean, we were already in our uniforms and we didn't have to set up anything, so all we had to warm up and we were ready.

The sound of running footsteps met my ears. I shot a confused look at Blaine, who was sitting next to me. He shot me an equally confused look and I glanced at the rest of the Warblers who were shooting each other confused looks. Seth met my eye and nodded his head towards the door. Our heads flickered towards the opened door and we saw a short girl with brunette hair rush by the doorway. Rachel-?

The girl slid down the hall, but then ran back and we heard the door next to our own open.

"Why did nobody tell me that we changed rooms?"

Yep, it was Rachel.

Wait a second, if we could hear them, they could hear us! The walls must be really thin. Wes seemed to get the same conclusion as I did, so he put his fingers to his lips to shush us.

"Well, Hobbit, we needed to get ready and you were taking too way damn long," rang out Santana's voice.

"Someone still could have told me!" came Rachel's irritated reply.

"Didn't want to," was Santana's taunting reply.

The Warblers all exchanged looks, surprised at how Santana was speaking to Rachel. I was unfazed, being used to it, but I was beginning to think it over. Was that really how we treated Rachel before? Seeing it from a third person's point of view, it seemed kind of….well, mean. Sure, she got on our nerves at some point during the time that we've known her, but did she really deserve to be treated like that?

I felt a wave of guilt rush over me, but I shook it off slightly. Rachel and I are on better terms now- best friends, even. But still, I should apologize.

Blaine seemed to notice my down-trodden mood, and squeeze my hand gently. I looked at him and he gave me a warm smile, to which I smiled back.

"Whatever," Rachel replied, annoyed. "Here's your stupid Raisinets." There was a sound of something being tossed, but there was no thanks being heard. "We should use this time to warm up."

"Midget, if we wanted to warm up, then we would have been doing it already. There are free snacks in this room and I wants to get my eating on."

I glanced around the room, and Wes looked mildly irritated. Randall, Flint, Nick, and Jeff looked appalled.

"How did you call those people your teammates?" Jeff whispered in a horrified voice.

I shrugged unhappily.

We heard footsteps enter their room.

"Guys, we're going last." Ah, so it was Mr. Schue. "Rachel, why aren't you changed?"

"Because-"

"Never mind. Just go change," Mr. Schue interrupted Rachel's reply.

We heard an annoyed huff and stomping towards the other side of the room. Ah, there's the diva I know and love.

"Guys, we really should warm up now," suggested Finn.

"That's a good idea, Finn," said Mr. Schuester. Wait a second, did Finn just take Rachel's credit?

Rachel went stomping back into their room. "That's what I sa-"

"Quiet Rachel. The first group is going up in about 10 minutes, so you guys have to hurry with your warm ups," Mr. Schue interrupted her once again.

We heard a grumble (probably from Rachel), then we heard New Directions begin to warm up. Wait a second, where was Mercy throughout all this?

As if Mr. Schuester read my mind, he called out, "Mercedes, put down that magazine and warm up."

There was silence, then we heard footsteps move in their room, and something being snatched.

"HEY!" Yep, there was Mercedes.

"It's time to warm up," said Mr. Schue.

"But there was an article on tater tots!" cried out Mercedes. Okay, I laughed at that. In fact, all the Warblers did, because it was so typical Mercedes and her tater tots.

"Read it later."

"Fine," we heard Mercedes groan.

The group began their warm ups once again, while Blaine took out a pocket watch.

Wait a minute- a pocket watch? Damn. And here I was, thinking Blaine couldn't get anymore dapper. But seriously, a pocket watch? Wow. Just wow. Oh well, it makes him look even cuter. Especially if he was dressed as one of those English gentlemen. Yum.

"- Kurt? Aren't you coming?"

I blinked and saw Blaine looking at me with Seth standing in the doorway of the room.

"What just happened?" I asked with a confused look.

"Sugar & Spice are about to go on, so we were going to find our seats. I think you zoned out or something?" answered Blaine.

"I knew that," I answered, trying to sound nonchalant, but clearly failed because Seth snickered from his spot and Blaine gave me a knowing grin. "Shut up."

We rushed over to the auditorium of the building and quickly sat next to the rest of the Warblers. The Warblers took up two rows, with Andy, Ethan, Randall, Jake, Jason, Flint, Trent, and Casey in the first row, and Jeff, Nick, Thad, Wes, David, Blaine, me, and Seth in the second row.

Right as we took our seats, the announcer walked onstage and introduced Sugar & Spice to the audience. Oh wow, they really are 10 year olds. They began to sing a song that I didn't seem to recognize, but the lyrics sounded completely kid-ish.

I shot a confused look at David. "Are they even supposed to be competing against us?"

Wes leaned forward in his seat. "Apparently, they're gifted children who skipped a bunch of grades and went straight to high school." Ah. Okay, that explained things.

When they were halfway through the song, New Directions finally came into the room and quickly rushed to their seats, hoping not to disturb anyone. I turned around and saw that Mercedes was sitting behind Blaine and Rachel sitting behind me. When they noticed I had turned around, Mercedes waved at me and Rachel gave me a sly wink. I grinned and turned back forward.

Sugar & Spice launched into 2 more kid-ish songs that I didn't recognize, then there was a short 5 minute break after they sang, while the judges evaluated the group and wrote critiques.

During that period, I turned around again and joined Rachel and Mercedes in an interesting discussion about tater tots.

"How do they even get them into that cylindrical form?" asked Rachel curiously.

"Well, according to the magazine-"

Seth whispered into my ear, "Are you guys really talking about tater tots of all things?"

"-and when they fry it-"

I grinned and whispered back, "At least it makes it easier for David when he eventually asks her out."

David, who somehow heard me whereas Mercedes and Rachel didn't, threw a napkin at my head and I pouted at him.

"-and that's how they get it into the cylindrical form."

I turned my head back to their conversation. "Tater tots have so many calories, though."

"But they're so good, boo!" Mercedes said to me and I laughed along with Rachel and Seth, who continued listening to the discussion without saying anything.

We stopped talking as soon as the announcer walked onstage again and announced up Soundsation. Jeff snickered at the name, and Nick hit him across the head. "Ow!" We all rolled our eyes at him.

Soundsation performed and I couldn't help but grimace. Not to sound mean or anything, but the group was completely and utterly horrible. They were worse than Sugar & Spice, which is saying a lot, considering most of the kids in the group sounded like they didn't even hit puberty yet. There's that age when you're young and sound cute when you sing, but then there's also the age where you're no longer cute and adorable, and you're just waiting for your voice to change so that you sound amazing when you sing. I hope that made sense. Wait, where is this train of thought going?

Blaine noticed my early grimace, and chuckled, then patted my knee. "They're not that bad."

I shot him an incredulous look, as did Seth. Blaine sighed and raised his hands up in a surrendering fashion. "Okay, they do sound that bad." I smirked at him.

There was another break, somewhat longer than the first (Probably because the judges were filled with critiques), and Rhapsody in Blue performed. Once they finished, the system continued, with once again another break, and the Hipsters performed.

When the Hipsters performed, I couldn't help but grin. They seemed like New Directions, except multiple years in the future. And, they actually weren't half that bad. Compared to the groups that were before them, they were amazing. (I almost covered my ears when Rhapsody in Blue began. Their female lead singer screeched out the lyrics like a banshee, and I could have sworn even one of their own members actually did cover their ears.)

At the end of the Hipsters' performance, Wes signaled for all of us to get up. We all did and began to head towards our green room. Mercedes shot us subtle thumbs up signs for good luck, while Rachel whispered "Good Luck" to us. I'm pretty sure she saw the glares that Santana was shooting her, for saying good luck to the enemy, even though I was in that so-called enemy group.

XxX

You can do this, Kurt. You're not letting down New Directions. They understand. I took a deep breath, as did everyone else in the green room. Everyone was silent for a moment as we mentally prepared ourselves to sing our hearts out to the crowd.

"Alright everyone, we've trained hard for this. Remember what we practiced!" said Wes as he stood in front of us.

David and Thad gave encouraging nods to us. It helped, since most of the Warblers were beginning to look relaxed. Blaine took a sip out of his water bottle then glanced at me.

"You're going to do fine."

I rolled my eyes playfully. "I know that. I'm not worried about that."

"What are you worried about then?"

I blinked, then avoided his gaze, not wanting to admit what I was thinking aloud. If I did, then Wes would probably hear. Then, he'd come up with some theory that I was like Jesse St. James and was using their group or something. Yes, Wes is like that. Which is completely stupid because he knows the real reason why I transferred.

I took a glance around the room, and gave out a small chuckle. Jeff and Nick were having a staring contest, and Ethan and Randall were trying to distract the two.

I leaned against Blaine. "I hope you're ready for your solos, Mr. Dapperpants. "

He chuckled quietly. "Mr. Dapperpants? Really?"

I nodded childishly, as he turned to look at me.

"Why yes, Mr. Sarcastic, I am ready."

I whacked him gently, but grinned. "Have fun doing your dorky dance moves in front of everyone."

"My dance moves aren't dorky!"

"Says you."

"Hey!"

I turned and whispered to his ear, "It's adorable, though." As I did so, I stole his water bottle and took a sip, then got up and tossed it back to him, as he blushed. Yeah, that's right. I just shared an indirect kiss with Blaine.

Wait a second.

Holy Gaga.

I just shared an indirect kiss with Blaine.

Well, it's not the same as an actual kiss, but it's still something. Oh wow. Why did I never realize this before?

The lights in the room flickered.

Everyone's thoughts flew to the same thing, which David voiced out loud.

"Show Time."

Preview of Next Chapter:

"Hey Rachel, what's the issue between you and Santana?" asked Seth.

Rachel's head shot up from Wes's lap. "Didn't i tell you guys that before?"

Everyone shook their heads, except for me. Mercedes glanced at me.

"Did Kurt ever tell you the details about New Directions?"

Once again, everyone shook their heads except for me.

"Only vague things," said Thad.

My two female best friends looked at each other.

"Then it's time you guys knew."

Hope you guys are excited for the next chapter!