AN - Sorry I took a while to update, I've been sick (and still am)! BTW was AMAZING! My head's still cloudy from illness, so this is a bit rambly.
DISCLAIMER - *checks mirror* "Nup! I'm not Ryan Murphy. I guess I don't own Glee." For that matter, I'm also not Darren Criss, Chris Colfer, Teddy Leung or any other actor/character mentioned in this story, and I never will be.
Tomorrow I had to break the news of Sean's transfer and the loss of our second soloist to the Warblers, but at least I could lessen the blow with the news of a counter-tenor that would greatly increase our range of songs. As a male acapella choir, our song choice was usually highly limited, but Kurt would allow use to perform many songs traditionally performed by women.
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I couldn't wait until he finally moved into my dormitory room, I would be able to see him every day without an almost two hour drive.
Blaine P.O.V.
I woke up at and looked at the clock. It was already ten in the morning. I was confused, usually Sean woke me up around seven with his noisy preparation for the day ahead. I looked over to see his uncharacteristically empty bed and the events of the past afternoon cam flooding back to me. Sean may be gone, but Kurt was coming to Dalton!
The thought energized me to jump out of bed and get ready to break the news to the Council. The Warblers didn't have a choir director, rather an elected council of three seniors who ran our meetings. It was the exact opposite of what Kurt had told me about the New Directions - rather than fun singing and weekly assignments, we had meetings and a strict council. Hopefully, Kurt could bring in some ideas that would help loosen up the club.
The school's system for boarding room allocation was interesting. When you first get to school, you have to choose an extra-curricular activity, such as a sport, academic club or glee club. The activity you chose determined the hall that you roomed in, but you always roomed with someone of your own house. The Warbler hall had ten double rooms, three for each of the houses of Griff, Flep and Raven. There was a fourth school house, Erin, however it consisted of only sports players.
David, Wes and Thad - our council members; Richard, our beat-boxer; and myself, our first soloist were all in Griff. Griff tended to have the esteemed members of our club as it was known to be the most musical house. It was obvious that Kurt, as a counter-tenor; and hopefully soon to be second soloist; would be placed in Griff with us - they wouldn't place the new kid in a room by himself.
Flint, Ethan, Nick, Jeff, Nicholas and James were all in Flep; and finally Trent, Jesse, Andrew, Cameron, John and Luke were in Raven. Our currently empty room used to belong to Sam Evans and Christopher Strando, who both transferred to McKinley at the beginning of the semester.
As the meeting was on our weekend, and wasn't necessarily compulsory, we would all be attending in street clothes. I chose something more considerate than my normal style, as although my sexuality was accepted by all in attendance, I wanted to go for something about formal. I chose a pair of black jeans that I had that weren't skin tight, a plain white v-neck shirt and a black blazer jacket. This was accessorized with a pair of bright red suspenders. I didn't have time to gel down my hair, so I left it curly as I ran to the practise room, which was just at the end of our dormitory hall.
I got there at exactly 12:00, and managed to walk in the door just as Wes announced the beginning of the meeting.
"I have some good news, and I have some bad news," I started as soon as Wes had given me permission to speak. "I'll start with the bad news. Sean's transferred out. He's already left campus." The ruckus that followed could only be called expected.
"This is a kangaroo court!"
"You mock us, sir!"
"Order! Order!" screamed Wes, brandishing his beloved gavel. The room, scared that he would throw it at them, quietened immediately. "Warbler Blaine, is this true?"
"I tell only the truth. However, as I stated earlier, I also have good news that may balance out the bad news." Everyone looked at me expectantly, wondering what amazing news I had for them. "Remember Kurt Hummel, from McKinley? The one who spied on us during our impromptu Teenage Dream performance?
"Due to extenuating circumstances at McKinley, he is transferring here immediately, and will be joining the Warblers." I explained. Everyone was confused as to how this could balance out Sean's transfer. "He used to be in McKinley's glee club - New Directions, and although he was not a soloist, he also wishes to place his name in for auditions as our new second soloist."
"Auditions for second soloist are usually only available for someone who has been a part of the Warblers for over a semester. Why should he be allowed to audition?" That one came from Thad.
"He has a one-of-a-kind voice. I think his audition tape to get into the Warblers itself may be reason enough."
I had already listened to the CD a few times. Well, maybe I had fallen asleep last night with it playing on a loop. And I may have, possibly, copied all the files onto my iPod. It's not my fault that he had an amazing voice and deserved more recognition than he got at McKinley.
I chose Track 2, the one song that I knew would blow the Warblers out of the water and remove any doubts that he should be able to audition for second soloist. The opening music started, and sure enough, everyone recognized it.
"Defying Gravity?"
"Doesn't that reach a high F at the end?"
"I thought that it was originally sung by a girl. A soprano."
"Quiet! It's starting!" yelled David as he slammed Wes' gavel on the table (and earned a dirty glare from Wes).
Something has changed within me,
Something is not the same.
I'm through with playing by the rules,
Of someone else's game.
I knew that I had chosen the perfect track to impress not only the Council, but the whole room. We didn't yet have a counter-tenor in our ranks, but I had known, even after the first line, that Kurt would be our first in many years.
Too late for second guessing,
Too late to go back to sleep,
It's time to trust my instincts,
Close my eyes and leap!
It's time to try defying gravity,
I think I'll try defying gravity.
Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity,
And you won't bring me down!
I'm through accepting limits,
'cause someone says they're so.
Some things I cannot change,
But till I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of,
Losing love I guess I've lost.
Well, if that's love,
It comes at much too high a cost!
I'd sooner buy defying gravity,
Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity.
I think I'll try defying gravity,
And you won't bring me down!
Bring me down!
If the rest of the song hadn't gained him an audition for the second soloist position, the high F that he nailed certainly did.
Ohhhhh, ohhhhh.
As the music faded to a close, everyone sat there in shock, except Wes, David and Thad, who quickly decided to listen to all his other songs, some of which were solos, and some of which were group numbers. Listening to "Give Up the Funk" impressed them even more with the extent of his lower range.
Even the ten songs that he had provided us with weren't enough. A laptop was quickly pulled out of somewhere, and while Nick and Nicholas set up the projector, Wes and David started to research him on YouTube. Not only, they discovered, was he an amazing singer, but he was also a great performer and dancer. We didn't dance, it was hard with an acapella choir, but he would be able to teach us how to improve our stage presence.
This soon became an impromptu movie/stalk Kurt Hummel afternoon.
Cheerios' Pep-Rally 2010 - 4 Minutes feat. Mercedes Jones and Kurt Hummel
Cheerios' Nationals Performance 2010 feat. Kurt Hummel
McKinley Titans - Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) feat. Kurt Hummel
New Directions - Push It
New Directions - Toxic
New Directions - Bad Romance
These six YouTube videos made me lose all semblance of control in front of my fellow Warblers. It should be illegal to move like that! If any of the Warblers didn't already know about my major crush on Kurt (which was pretty impossible, considering I talked about him 24/7), they would have known by then.
"Blaine! Blaine! Are you okay, man?"
"He's drooling! You guys broke him!"
"No, we didn't break him, the endearing spy broke him. I know what to do!" This came came from Wes. "Blaine! Kurt's here early, he's at the door looking for you!"
I jumped out of my skin at that, I still had a surprise to plan, and I had wanted to help him pack his stuff. I looked at the door, and when I didn't see him there, I realised all the Warblers were laughing at me! I couldn't believe them - I was cool, dapper, Blaine and they had the nerves to make me lose control in front of everyone.
"Very funny guys," I said, voice dripping of sarcasm. "but I will forgive you because I need your help. I know Kurt will miss his friends and family while he is here. So I enlisted his step-brother's help to get the whole of the New Directions; his close family; and even a few trusted teachers; to give him a surprise goodbye/"Welcome to Dalton" party. However, I planned on holding it here, in our common room. So we need to clean this place up and get some party decorations and food before tomorrow afternoon! I trust I can leave Wes and David in charge, as I will be with him, helping him pack, so he doesn't suspect anything."
Now, the Warblers had surprise parties often, so everyone had a job to do, and they knew it. As soon as I told them what was happening, the whole group; bar two, who hadn't been there for the previous party; jumped into action to get ready. I knew they would do a great job, so I left them to it and went to call Kurt.
"Hey Blaine!"
"Hey Kurt. I was ringing to tell you some great news, and also offer my services."
"News? Services?"
"Well first of all, congratulations are in order. I showed the guys your CD earlier this afternoon and... You're in!" I exclaimed. "Also, seeing as you are a counter-tenor, you have managed to obtain an audition slot for second soloist, as our previous one is no longer at the school. You're really lucky, as usually you have to be at the school for a semester to even have a hope at auditioning, but the Warblers haven't ever had a documented counter-tenor, so you automatically gain the chance!"
"Really? When's my audition?" Kurt said, getting frantic. "What should I sing?"
"Don't worry about it! You are pretty much guaranteed the position, the audition is just a formality. Try a Top 40 song, we usually sing those." I explained. "I can help you out tomorrow if you are really that unsure."
"Oh, that's fine, I've already got an idea." Kurt said thoughtfully. "However, I have just one question - although I am aware you are an acapella choir, would you happen to have a piano in your choir room, and if so, could I use it for my audition rather than a backing track?"
"Of course we have a piano, and I'm sure that it would be fine for you to use during your audition." I answered, intrigued about his plan. "Also, the 'offer my services' part of this call is that I would like to offer the use of my car for you to bring all your belongings to school tomorrow, as knowing you, it won't all fit in your car. I asked your dad when I visited last night, and he said that rather than making the trip himself, he would be fine with me helping you."
"Blaine, won't that cost you a lot in gas? You don't have to!" he argued.
"Kurt, I am going to come even if you don't accept my offer. It would make it easier for your family. And the cost of gas won't bother me - have you seen my car? I go to Dalton, I can afford it."
"Fine," he said resignedly, "if you're coming anyway, I may as well help my parents by making it so that they don't have to pay for the gas. After all, they already put their honeymoon money into my education."
"I have to go now," I said, "but I'll be at your house tomorrow morning, around nine! Can't wait!"
"Bye Blaine!" he chirped.
I hung up, sighing already at the loss of his voice.
"Goodnight Kurt." I said, already half asleep.
AN - The song is "Defying Gravity", the Glee Cast version (except he gets the note).