The Warbler's lock in pt 1

Third person Omn.

(Thursday, 2:15 Warbler meeting)

"Alright, settle down Warblers!" Wes exclaimed, bashing his gavel against the oak table. The room slowly turned from silent whispers to silence. "As you all know, we had yet another loss at Reigonals. But that doesn't mean our performances were inferior!" Wes went on, as a few barely-audible whispers entered the room.

"We would like to recognize our lead Warblers' Kurt and Blaine, for an superior Candles performance!" Wes said, standing up and applauding.

Kurt blushed slightly, and got up to do a falsetto bow. "Warbler Blaine?" David questioned, looking around the room. "Well. Its on his account to be tardy." Wes said. All the boys around the room were shooting each other curios looks. As Kurt was sitting down from his bow, he pulled out his phone.

To: Blaine <3
Hey babe, where r u? Warbler meeting? You're late.
Sent: April 24, 2011. 2:35 pm.

Kurt fumbled around to get his phone back in his pocket. Wes sat back down and began his lecture. "Well, we must prepare for our per-" "I'M HERE!" Blaine yelled, as the wooden doors slammed behind him. Kurt felt a light blush appear on his cheeks, only by Blaine's looks. His hair was unjelled, and freely hanging. His uniform was neat and tidy. What could have been up to?

"Hey Kurt." Blaine stated, as he filled the seat next to his boyfriend.

"Blaine, you're late. You are aware that-" Wes explained, but was cut off.

"Implies consequences I KNOW." Blaine cut in. Kurt was concerned, Blaine had never been this hateful before. "Well, what crawled up your butt and died?" Kurt said sarcastically. "Just stressed, thats all." Blaine said, scuffing his shoulders against Kurt's.

"As you know, tomorrow is our annual Lock-in. As always, there will be no sleeping." Wes said, while Kurt's fake smile faded. "We will be allowing our 2 hour break before hand, and we will clear the rooms before we begin. Like last year, we will not be responsible for whatever Jeff writes on your heads and faces when you doze off." Wes said, as Jeff held out a big box. The box contained different colors of permanent markers. Jeff had a giant smirk plastered from cheek to shining cheek.

"We will explain rules tomorrow. Meeting dismissed." Wes concluded, as he grabbed his books and gavel and proceeded out the door. Kurt was concerned. "Blaine? No sleep? Honestly?!" Kurt exclaimed, as Blaine them into his room.

"Ha, no Kurt. And I honestly don't see why is such a big deal!" Blaine said, as Kurt's bag hit the floor, and the smaller boy blushed.

"Big deal? BIG DEAL!? What on earth is with you? I mean, I haven't gone one night without intentions on not sleeping!" Kurt said, as Blaine hung his blazer neatly in the closet.

"Calm down Kurt, I'll be there. Plus, after 6 am, they let us go. And missing one night of your, how you say, 'beauty sleep' won't be that bad. Your beautiful." Blaine said, sitting on the bed.

"Alright, I dismiss that. Anyway, what were you doing that made you so late?" Kurt questioned, as Blaine's face reddened. He stuttered for an answer while Kurt put his hands below his hips, giving Blaine 'the look.'

"Gah! Stop that! You know I hate that look!" Blaine cried, as Kurt lifted one perfectly sculpted eyebrow, smirking.

"Then just tell me what you were doing! Because there is no earthly way that you had your uniform all nice and not have time to tame that beautiful mop of hair!" Kurt yelled, as Blaine shrugged his shoulders, trying to hid in the pillows.

"Well, you'll find out tomorrow. Its a surprise! Now- Mop of hair?" Blaine said, as Kurt grew flustered.

"Uhm... Figure of speech? Now why can't you just tell me what the surprise is?" Kurt said, walking over to Blaine.

"Uhh..."