The Bells of New York City
Chapter 3
Rachel and Kurt looked at each other and let out a high pitched squeal. They gripped each other's hand tightly. Blaine and Jeff rolled their eyes, although under his sarcasm you could tell that Blaine was just as excited.
"Do you think Jackie has her makeup on yet?" asked Rachel out loud. "Oh my god I can't believe we are here!" The last was said so fast it sounded like one word as the black SUV pulled up to the theater entrance and stopped.
All four kids piled out of the car like it was on fire while Marcus and Theo got out in a much more dignified manner. After presenting their tickets to the waiting attendant, they were ushered to their seats. Kurt and Rachel kept up a steady stream of chatter until the curtain rose, their excitement so infectious that the other two boys couldn't help but join in.
When the map of Oz lifted and the opening notes of No One Morns the Wicked began to play, Kurt laid a hand on Blaine's leg, an instinctive gesture to silence the other boy. But once he realized what had happened, they looked at each other and blushed.
Soon enough, Glinda took the stage and not a word was spoken between the group as they sat enraptured by the performance. During intermission they simply stared at the stage in disbelief for several seconds before both pairs of friend turned to each other and began talking again.
"I swear if you tell anyone at Dalton that I was acting like a fangirl at a Wicked performance I will replace your gel with lube." Jeff declared, a teasing light in his eyes as he looked at his friend.
Blaine smiled.
"Whatever dude. You're in Glee club. Everyone knows you are a theater dork already. Embrace it."
Jeff elbowed the other boy playfully.
"Kurt, when we move here we really should attend as many shows as we can. It's important to keep up with the forefront of our craft." Rachel said primly.
Kurt had heard that tone before and he knew what it meant. "And by that you mean we need to know what the competition is doing." He said with a smirk.
"Of course." The tiny brunette replied matching Kurt's smile.
He and Rachel slid their palms along one another's and wiggled their fingers.
A few minutes later silence reigned again as the second half of the performance began. It was only broken by the occasional giggle or sniff from the group in the 5th row. When it was over they filed out of the theater in high spirits. All talked loudly about their favorite parts of the show, including Jeff, despite his insistence that he didn't want to go in the first place.
That night they decided on a different sleeping arrangement as they had awakened in a big heap in the center of the bed last time. Marcus asked for a roll away bed and Jeff and Blaine slept in the sitting room. Kurt and Rachel took the bed with plans to switch the next night.
Once everyone was settled, as they did on most nights with they spent the night with one another, the two sets of friends began to have sleepy rambling conversations with each other
"Kurt. Are you still awake?" Rachel asked timidly
"I am now." He replied sardonically, "What is it?"
"I miss Finn." She said softly, turning to look at her best friend.
"I know you do. But we are in New York City having the time of our lives and we are going to be home in a couple of days and then you two can snog until you pass out if you want."
"I know. I just miss him. He misses me too. He said so."
"Mmhhm" Kurt mumbled.
Within a few seconds they were both asleep.
Blaine fluffed his pillow for about the twelfth time as he tried to get comfortable.
"Dude, relax. You are going to keep me up all night with that tension."
"Sorry, I'm just wired. It's been a crazy couple of days."
"You mean it's been a couple of days that you have been staring at Hummel with no breaks." Jeff replied with a snort.
"Oh, my God shut up!" cried Blaine, throwing a pillow at his friend.
"They can't hear me. When are you going to do something about that by the way?"
"First of all, there isn't really anything to 'do something' about. And second of all, if there were, he is my sister's best friend. It's just creepy."
"Whatever B, but when Kurt finally gets out of Lima and can be himself someone is going to snatch him up and it will be too late for you."
"Have a pretty high opinion of him, don't you, Jeff? I thought I was the one who's supposed to have the crush." Blaine taunted and was rewarded with a pillow to the face. "You know what I mean. Kurt is…he's going places."
"Yeah." Said Blaine a little sadly. "Yeah he is."
The next morning, Jeff and Blaine were singing Take Me Out to the Ball Game at the top of their voices in celebration of their trip to Yankee's stadium that afternoon. This was both boys' Yankees game. After years of being glued to the TV watching them, the idea of seeing one live had them beside themselves. In just a few hours they would be in Yankee's Stadium!