Blaine looked in the mirror of the grand bathroom, nervously straightening his bow tie. He had gelled his hair back for the first time in over three years, and his hair felt strange. But he wanted to at least look presentable for Kurt’s performance. With a sigh he turned away from the mirror. Getting his bow tie to sit straight was just an impossible cause, it seemed. He walked out to the living area of Kurt’s flat and looked around. It was eerily quiet without Kurt around, and he still had a good fifteen minutes before he was supposed to go downstairs. Blaine saw a guitar resting against one of the walls.

Well, that wasn’t here yesterday, he thought, but went to go pick it up. It was definitely a nice guitar, and a very expensive one at that. Blaine moved over to the couch and sat down, his left hand naturally went to the neck of the guitar, and it felt so great to be holding it. Swallowing, Blaine tried to play the first couple chords of a song he had written in high school. He felt a giant weight lift from his chest when his playing actually sounded good. For so long he hadn’t been able to play, and now... now that he was here he could play again. The fifteen minutes passed quickly, and Blaine jumped when the phone on the counter went off. He placed the guitar back where he found it, and ran to catch the phone.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Anderson, the car has arrived.”

“Okay, thanks.” Blaine placed the phone back in its holder and, as calmly as he could manage, walked out the door.

When Blaine walked out of the elevator he saw Randy waiting. “Hello, Randy.” He said with a nod.

“How do you do, Mr. Anderson?”

“Honestly, Randy. Just call me Blaine.”

“Ah, okay. Right this way Blaine.” Randy said Blaine’s name awkwardly as he led him through the sliding doors of the building and into the parking lot, where a limo was waiting for them. Randy opened the door, and Blaine slid in with a nod. He didn’t know why but he was feeling quite nervous. It’s not like Blaine was the one who was going to be on stage. He rubbed his hands together nervously as the limo began to move. Blaine realized he had no idea where they were going. He also realized that he didn’t have a ticket.

“Er, Randy?” He called to the front.

“Yeah?”

“I don’t have a ticket.”

“I’ve got the ticket with me, sir. I will give it to you when we arrive.”

“Ah… okay.” Blaine looked out the window, his mind racing with thoughts and worries. What if he got kicked out? People would never believe him if he tried to tell them the truth. Kurt, oh Kurt. He’d be so disappointed if Blaine didn’t show, though. So he sat quietly waiting for Randy to tell him they had arrived. Although Blaine wouldn’t need to be told, not with all the screaming girls outside the theatre.

*~*~*~*~*~*

“Hey, Kurt. How ya doin’?” Kurt lifted his head from the makeup table, almost groaning when he saw Tia in her Sandy outfit. “Hey,” she said, touching his shoulder, “you look nervous. You’ve never been nervous before. What’s wrong, Kurt?”

Kurt let out an over dramatic sigh before adverting his gaze, “It’s Blaine,” he muttered under his breath.
“Kurt, sweetie, you’re going to have to speak up a bit.”

“It’s Blaine,” Kurt said a little louder.

“I still can’t—”

“It’s Blaine!” Kurt all but screamed at her, “I don’t want to disappoint him, and he’s… he’s coming tonight and I…” Suddenly he found himself unable to talk.

“He’ll love you, Kurt. Well, he’ll love you more.” Tia encouraged with a giggle, “You two are so adorable together, you know.”

With a forced laugh and a roll of his eyes, Kurt responded, “We’re not together, Tia. Not anymore.”
She waved it off carelessly, “Same difference. The point is, Kurt, that he will love you. You look amazing, you sound amazing. Just don’t let it bother you. Just remember how far you’ve come! Lima to New York, right?”

Kurt couldn’t help but smile. Even though she was a ditz, Tia had her moments.

*~*~*~*~*~*

The applauding subsided and Blaine looked eagerly to the stage. Kurt was playing Danny well, and his small frame wasn’t taking away from the macho fa�ade that Danny held throughout the play. The range of Kurt’s voice still amazed Blaine as he hit the low notes of the songs.

As a hush fell over the crowd, the lights on the stage fell. Two spotlights appeared, one highlighting Kurt on a staircase to Blaine’s left, the other focused on Tia sitting at a picnic table. Kurt began to sing.

Summer lovin’
Had me a blast

Blaine shifted his gaze over to Tia, who began singing Sandy’s part, her voice sounding just above average next to the beauty of Kurt’s voice.

Summer lovin’
Happens so fast

Blaine’s eyes wandered back to Kurt, waiting for his upcoming lines.

Met a girl
Crazy for me

Tia’s voice once again came forward, but Blaine kept his gaze on Kurt.

Met a boy
Cute as can be

Their voices combined for the chorus, creating a surprisingly nice melody.

Summer days
Drifting away to the, ah ho
The summer nights

The people crowing around the two people began the background vocals as the stage lights came on. Kurt began Danny’s traditional Broadway staircase dance, which was a very bouncy but less extravagant version of ‘the sprinkler’, but with a touch of Kurt in it. A blush crept up Blaine’s cheeks at the scene in front of him. The boys around Kurt began to sing their part.

Tell me more, tell me more
Did ya get very far?

The girls around Tia chimed in, echoing the boys.

Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car?

The two groups harmonized as Kurt, and his group, walked closer to center stage. Kurt bent at the knees, pointing to the audience in turn, giving Blaine an extra long look as he sang.

She swam by me
She get a cramp

Tia walked to the front of the picnic table, spinning to face the audience with a dreamy look on her face.

He ran by me
Got my suit damp

When Blaine looked back to Kurt he had his arms around the group of guys, a cocky smile on his face.

I saved her life
She nearly drowned

Tia jumped onto the picnic table, swinging her legs over the edge.

He showed off
Splashing around

The girls began to sway as the boys did the classic 80’s knee-bend hop.

Summer sun
Something’s began
But uh-oh those summer nights

The ladies sang again, all leaning towards Tia, huge smiled on their faces.

Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?

Blaine’s eyes went back to Kurt, who was still standing in the middle of the guys, cocky grin in place a they hit him on the back lightly.

Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up a fight?

Danny stepped away from the group, moving upstage again as he sang his next lines. Instead of the cocky grin you saw a genuine smile on his face. Blaine marvelled at Kurt’s ability to make it appear like he was reminiscing.

Took her bowling
In the arcade

Tia also walked forward, though her expression was not nearly as convincing. Though Blaine had to admit he was probably a bit biased, and Tia was quite good.

We went strolling
Drank lemonade

Kurt moved back towards the Thunderbirds and Blaine could see him switch his attitude just as Danny did in the original Broadway production.

We made out under the dock

Tia also walked towards the Pink Ladies, though he character did not change.

We stayed out
‘Till ten o’clock

Their voices combined again as the two groups around them leaned closer.

Summer fling
Don’t mean a thing
But uh-oh those summer nights

The Thunderbirds started again, their voices annoying as ever, very in character.

Tell me more, tell me more
But you don’t gotta brag!

The Pink Ladies bugged Sandy, the girl playing Rizzo pulling off her character perfectly.

Tell me more, tell me more
Cos he sounds like a drag

Everyone joined together for a series of shoo-bop-bop’s, Sandy and Danny moving away from the crows again as they got into the more gushy memories.

He got friendly
Holding me hand

Well she was good
You know what I mean

(Woah!)

Summer heat
Boy and girl meet
But uh-oh those summer nights

As the Pink Ladies once again chimed in the moment was lost.

Tell me more, tell me more
How much did he spend?

Tell me more, tell me more
Could she get me a friend?

Tia got off the table she had sat on, gazing into the audience as she walked forward.

It turned colder
That’s where it ends

Hands in his pockets, Kurt also walked forward, though he was holding Blaine’s gaze.

So I told her
We’d still be friends

Tia walked straight to center stage, touching her heart gently as she smiled.

Then we made
Our true love vow

Kurt moved even closer to center stage, staring at Blaine still.

Wonder what
She’s doing now

The music quieted so it was just the piano being heard as Tia and Kurt sang the last two lines.

Summer dreams
Ripped at the seams
Bu-ut, those su-umer nights

Their voices drifted into the silence, accompanied by the background vocals of the two groups. The audience burst into applause and Blaine smiled broadly. Kurt was amazing.