"Did I miss the memo for an impromptu performance?" Blaine asked no one in particular, not that anyone would have answered.

A good portion of the Warblers were currently rushing past his open dormitory. Blaine simply stared after their retreating backs, his curly hair dripping water onto the carpet.

It was almost curfew. Blaine had left his studying in the library to take a quick shower and then to bed. When he got out of the water he heard loud excited chatter and footsteps in the hallway. He quickly slipped on a pair of Dalton sweats and a t-shirt before opening his door to see what was going on.

He was about to close his door, if it was anything big hed hear about it tomorrow anyway, when his own roommate Nick walked past.

"Hey, Nick!" Blaine said. "Where is everyone going?"

"I think you mean where are we going." Nick corrected.

"Wha-"

Before Blaine could complete a sentence Nick grabbed him by the arm and started pulling him down the corridor.

"But my- its-"

"Im sure David has a towel in his dorm you could use. Come on, apparently you dont want to miss this."

"What exactly is this?"

Nick shrugged. "No idea."

"And youre okay with getting kidnapped? In fact your willingly walking yourself there. Hey! They even have you-"

"Oh shut up. The last sleepover wasnt that bad."

Blaine stared at him incredulously. "They took us from our beds and wouldnt let us leave."

"Well, this isnt even a sleepover, I promise well have your pretty little head on your pillow before curfew."

"Is that what they told you?"

"Yes. And I have a test tomorrow, so if they try to keep us Ill throw my own fit."

"Youll actually help this time?" Blaine asked, glaring at the other boy.

At the previous sleepover once the guys brought out Probability was when Blaine and Nick decided to break for it.

When it comes to that game the well mannered, dapper private school boys turn heartless animals.

"Cant I change my number? Please?" Trent whined.

"Rules is rules, man." David shrugged.

"Now start chugging good sir!" Thad cheered.

Over in David and Thads dorm, half of the Warblers were standing in a half circle playing Probability. Earlier someone had payed off the floor prefect so that they could host the first Warbler party of the year. The music was blaring, for the most part drowning out the cheering.

Trent Dixon, a fellow freshman, was unfortunate enough to have said the same number as his torment- David- and was now probably about to be poisoned.

Blaine had to look away from the sight of the poor boy being forced to drink the foul smelling concoction Cameron brewed. To his left, his roommate Nick Duval was dry heaving with a hand pressed against his mouth.

"You too, huh?" Blaine asked sympathetically.

Nick nodded. "When we were kidnapped-"

"Im sorry, what?"

"When we were kidnapped, I thought we would be drinking tea and discussing song selections!"

"Right." Blaine glanced over to where a green Trent was now licking someones feet- as the second part of the dare- and immediately turned away.

"And where are the seniors?"

From behind them a hand grabbed his and Nicks shoulders. "You two dont look well." Their fellow freshman Warbler, Jeff Sterling, commented.

Nick shared a reluctant look with Blaine.

Though Jeff was nice enough and the first of their year to be welcomed into the group, he could be overly chipper at times and had taken to trying to befriend Nick and Blaine. Particularly the former.

"To answer your question," he directed toward Nick. "Theyre what some call fun suckers. Awesome performers and all, but they frown on the parties and stuff. They used to do hazing and such until they decided it was too childish for such a prestigious private school." He finished mock-pompously.

"Who told you that."

Jeff shrugged. "David was talking about it at lunch the other day. But of course, you two dont sit with us." he winked.

"Eeeeeewwww!" The room behind them exploded.

Jeff spun around and began cheering whatever disgusting thing they were forcing Trent to do.

"Pssst! Nick!"

Nick looked to where Blaine was subtly inching toward the door. He gestured toward it with his head, his eyes never leaving the group of boys. Nick caught the idea and followed Blaines lead.

Nick was about halfway there when he started sliding the door open.

...One centimeter...

...two centimeters...

...three centimeters...

"Hey Nick!" Jeff called.

Nick jumped and quickly turned toward the blonde boy with an innocent expression.

Blaine watched as his room mate was reluctantly drawn into a conversation and pulled away. He stood there for a moment looking between the door and Nick.

"Oh hell!" he muttered under his breath.

"Hey guys!" he said cheerfully. "Im sorry Jeff, but I need to speak with my room mate about... that thing, you know, the one thing Nick."

"OH yeah." Nick nodded frantically. "Lets go do that."

"Oh my God! Whats that!" Nick cried pointing somewhere in front of him.

"Um, what?"

Nick didnt wait to see if Jeff fell for it and pulled Blaine away. Blaine nearly slammed into the door and reached for the knob.

"Where are you guys going?" Jeff asked loudly.

Unfortunatlely it had been during a break in the music and his voice had caught many of the Warblers attention.

"I... um..." Blaine sputtered.

"Anderson is trying to sneak out!" Luke called good naturedly.

Many of the Warblers laughed and began walking toward the commotion. Jeff raised an eyebrow, looking between them, an almost hurt expression on his face.

"You know what that means!"

Blaine looked toward the traitorously silent Nick, before his world literally turned upside down as he was lifted onto one of the bigger guys shoulders and taken off as the next victim.

"You cant hold that over me forever, they let me live! I couldnt say no!"

"I always thought it was because Jeff let you sit in his lap." Blaine cocked an eyebrow.

After the failed escape, Nick was dared into a closet with Jeff for twenty minutes. They came out best friends, and to this day nobody knows what went down in that closet. When questioned, Nick maintains that he is completely straight. Jeff, on the other hand, starts humming vaguely.

"I wasnt in his lap."

He was so in his lap.

They arrived at David Thompsons dorm that he shared with Thad. The door was slightly ajar, just enough to see many of the Sophomore and Junior Warblers crowded on the floor.

Nick stuck a hand out and pushed it further open.

"And what I have with Jeff is special."

"Damn straight!" Said blonde shouted from his spot in front of the

"Took you two long enough." Grumbled Flint.

"I guess well just watch the first episode tonight then." David sighed. "We can watch more this weekend or something."

"The first episode of what exactly?" Trent asked.

"Glee!" Thad uncharacteristically squealed.

"What?" Half of the room asked.

"Last weekend Thad and I were looking for something to watch when we found this box set of DVDs. All the cover said was Glee seasons one, two, three, and four. No pictures, credits, none of the extra information."

"So you just popped it in?" Nick asked. "What if it had been someone getting murdered or like a porno or something?"

"Seriously, there are movies about this kind of thing."

"It was like aurol porn!"

Most of the room jerked their heads to stare at David, mouths agape like hed mortally offended them.

"Excuse me?" Blaine choked.

"Aurol: A-U-R-O-L."

Everyone visibly relaxed. A collective "oh" went around the room.

Blaine shook his head at their weirdness.

"Anyway, we only watched the first and part if the second episode. But it turns out its about a glee club," David paused dramatically. "In Ohio."

"Oooooooo." The Warblers nodded appreciatively.

"I mean the groups kind of pathetic, but I bet it gets better. And, I mean, A misfit glee club in Ohio. Its like the story of our lives!" Thad said enthusiastically.

"Finally! Its nice for Ohio to be recognized!" Commented Wes.

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Jeez were not, like, Oklahoma. We arent completely off the map."

"We do have Cleveland." Someone added.

"Oooooooooh."

"Hey! What about 3rd Rock From the Sun? That was set in Ohio!"

"Yeeeeeaaaa."

Blaine turned to Wes, who was being oddly quiet. The junior was generally very outspoken and somewhat controlling, ever preparing for when that Gavel was his. Wes was watching the Warblers in interest. Blaine noticed the cogs whirring in his head and smiled, following his thoughts.

The Warblers outside of the choir room were all so incredibly in tune with each other. Even when ooing and awing over trivial stuff they were harmonized.

Blaine was actually very excited to see what Wes would do with the group once he got the Head council spot.

Both he and Wes were brought back out of his thoughts by a small wrestling match that broke out between Cameron and Jeff over spots. It was quickly resolved when they almost hit Wes.

"Movie! Movie! Movie!" The Warblers chanted.

"Its not even a movie." Thad grumbled, popping the DVD case open.

Within a few minutes everyone was fairly comfortable, the lights were off, and everything was ready to go.

"Drum roll please." Thad smiled at the Warblers resident beat boxer.

Richard did an awesome drum roll beat box measure.

"And begin." David whispered into the darkness.

...