“Oh hey Blaine, I picked up your iPod off the bus” Lindsay called after the teenager once he’d taken his hotel key. One of the first to get his key, Blaine noticed the large group in front of Lindsay that she had to deal with.
“I’ll come find you later ok? You’re a bit busy and I don’t feel comfortable rummaging through your bag... again” he chuckled and waved back at her before making his way over to the elevator with Finn and Puck. After the verbal lashing he got last time he went looking for something in Lindsay’s bag, Blaine knew not to go there again.
Lindsay handed out the rest of the room keys before finding Will and Wes’ as well as her own. One of the perks of being the only female full time carer for the group, Lindsay always got her own room. The exhausted brunette made her way up to Level 9 and as she rounded the corner on the way to her room, she saw Blaine walking toward her.
“I was just coming to find you”
“Found me” she smiled trying to hold back a yawn “Let me drop my bags in my room and I will find your iPod”
Blaine followed Lindsay back to her room and waited until she’d opened the door and dropped her bags on the large King bed in there. Gasping at the sight of the massive bed and an even bigger TV, he flopped onto the bed and snuggled up into the numerous pillows decorating the bed.
“Don’t get comfortable there Anderson”
“This room is awesome, how come we didn’t get anything like this? We got cardboard boxes” he sighed and wiggled closer into the comfort of the pillows “How did you score this?”
“My boss pays for my accommodation, the record company pays for yours” she chuckled and rummaged through her handbag until she came across the silver player she was looking for. Throwing it at Blaine, she laughed as it hit his stomach and he winced in pain “Get off my bed”
“But it’s so comfy and the Lakers game is on, we don’t have a TV in our room”
“Can’t you watch the game down in the lobby? I have a meeting with Will, Wes and someone from the record company now. You can’t stay here...”
“The only place they’re playing the game is in the sports bar, Nick and I checked. Do you want us going into a bar Lindsay?” Blaine smirked as he sat up. He knew there was no way on earth she would let him do anything like that so he hoped she would cave sooner or later.
“No” she insisted quickly before looking down at her watch “You can stay til the game is over, then back to your own room. As soon as this meeting is over I am sleeping and no-one is to disturb me, ok?”
“Aye, aye Captain” he chuckled and saluted Lindsay as she picked up her handbag “Have fun at your meeting”
Lindsay answered with an exhausted groan as she made her way to the door. The sooner this meeting was over the happier she would be. Discussing the group photo shoot the next morning, Lindsay, Will, Wes and whoever they were meeting from the record company had to know exactly what was happening.
As soon as this photo shoot was released then the craziness of this tour would really start. Both groups had already sold out shows across the country so the fans were bound to go a little insane once they had these photos. The product of the next day’s session would be plastered all over every magazine and billboard in the country leading up to their opening show in Newark, New Jersey.
The discussions went far too long and Lindsay was ready to crash by the time the three boys agreed to a schedule. Deciding to take The Warblers and the boys from The New Directions first, they wanted to give the girls the most time in makeup and wardrobe. Wes and Will bickered over style and group photos, a fight they could have had the next morning while the photographer’s set up their equipment.
Lindsay finally got them all to settle on their decisions and made her way back up to her room two hours after she’d left. The Lakers game was over so she was relieved to be going back to an empty room to pass out on her comfy King bed.
Stepping out of the elevator, Lindsay turned the corner toward her room and saw a young pizza delivery boy looking up and down the corridor frantically.
“You look a little lost, what room are you looking for?”
“Uh 912” he replied with a thankful smile
“Did you just say 912?”
“Yeah, which way is it?”
“Two down to your left” she sighed softly and followed the teenager to her room. Lindsay stood behind him as he knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. Blaine opened the door with a smile which faltered at the sight of their guardian
“Crap”
“Uh no it’s $45.20 actually”
Paying the guy, Blaine took the seven pizzas he ordered and tried to hide behind the tower of boxes as the delivery boy left. Sighing softly, Lindsay crossed her arms angrily. She peered into her room as Blaine handed off the pizza’s and saw nearly all the Warblers and New Directioners watching a different basketball game on her TV.
“Nick and Jeff came down to watch the Lakers game with me who called a few others and then they called everyone else and then the Cavaliers game came on. You’re mad...”
“I’m tired Blaine” she groaned softly. The last thing she needed was a room full of teenagers “How long does the game have left and who’s winning?”

XXXXXX

When the Cavaliers game was over, everyone was either asleep or on the verge of sleep. Waking them all up, Lindsay let them all know what time breakfast would be even though she’d organised for all of them to get an alarm in the morning. She sent them all back to their respective bedrooms so she could once again have her comfy King bed to herself.
The next morning as The Warblers and New Directions made their way into the dining room for breakfast, Lindsay was nowhere to be seen, The Warblers all knew something was wrong because Lindsay was always up before them. Lindsay was always halfway through her coffee and the morning paper before any of them emerged.
“She’s probably already finished breakfast and has gone back to her room to get everything ready for today” Nick assured Blaine who looked sick from guilt. It was his fault that everyone was in her room last night when all she wanted to do was sleep. He was worried that he had now lost any respect Lindsay had for him.
The Warblers and New Directions had been instructed to be at breakfast at 7am and ready to leave by 8am. Even those who were notoriously late, both groups were assembled in the lobby before 8 waiting for Will, Wes and Lindsay.
Will and Wes, who had become fast friends over their mutual love for the Cavaliers and hotel bars, joined their bands also wondering where Lindsay had gotten to. They were up early and never saw the young brunette. It wasn’t until she emerged from the elevator in tight black jeans, tank top, blazer and heels that anyone had seen her since the night before.
“Lookin’ good Linds” Sebastian called with a wolf whistle as she walked past. She even heard a cat call from Noah Puckerman but ignored it.
“Thanks” she chuckled before standing in front of the group to inform them of the day’s events “Today you guys will hang out at a great little photography studio for all the promo shots for the tour. You’ll all do individual photos as well as a million different group photos. You’ll have a lot of free time but if you screw around with these people and their schedule, they will not hesitate to make you look incredibly ugly in the one photo that gets put on a billboard in Times Square or along Hollywood Boulevard”
The group of teenager before her laughed until they realised that she wasn’t joking. She was completely serious and had seen it done to another artist she’d worked with who messed with the makeup artists.
“I’ll take you guys to the studio and be there when you’re done but one of my guys, Mitchell with stay with you through the day. If you need anything, ask him, he’s me today ok?”
Once they all agreed to stay on their best behaviour, she started to usher them all onto the bus. Blaine hung back a little and walked up beside Lindsay anxiously.
“I’m so sorry again about last night. I’ll never stuff up like that again, promise”
“I like hanging out with you guys but that can’t happen again ok? I’m running on pure Red Bull this morning”
“Got it and sorry” he nodded with a sigh and remembered that Lindsay wasn’t staying with them today “Are you going home for the day while we’re still in New York to see him?”
“No, he’s in Boston for another month. I have a couple meetings at the office today”
“About us?”
“One of my meetings is about sending you to Europe on tour if all goes well here” she smiled
“Europe? Really? That would be awesome” Blaine gasped excitedly. None of The Warblers ever thought they’d become famous at all let alone headline a National tour and maybe even a World tour. He couldn’t believe what amazing ride they had only just begun “What’s the other meeting about? If you don’t mind me asking”
“It’s about you...”
“Me?”
“You know I’m a qualified agent right?” she chuckled and stopped him before they got on the bus. Blaine nodded as he remembered Lindsay telling him once that she started out managing small indie bands before getting a job in a large firm. She liked working with larger groups especially with The Warblers but she missed the one on one time she used to get with an artist. Lindsay didn’t get to liaise with the record company or tour director or club owners about booking shows and new albums like she used to. A lot of the time she babysat rather than doing what she was actually paid to do. “I’m going to meet with my boss about me taking you on as a solo client”
“Why me though?”
“Why not?” Lindsay smiled “You’re the lead and probably the most vulnerable to the media so they want to protect you. They want me to protect you”
“They want you to make all my decisions for me?”
“Technically yes but I won’t do that to you. You would get a say in everything” she insisted “But I will talk to more about it tonight after I talk to my boss”
“You won’t be with The Warblers if you become my agent?”
“I’ll go wherever you do so I will stay with you guys but someone else will come in as group manager”
“The guys won’t be happy...”
“Until you sign a contract with me then the guys don’t need to know, got it?” she smiled and clapped the teenager on the shoulder. Until she worked out all the details with her boss and explained it all to Blaine, Lindsay wanted to keep this quiet. Blaine was a rising star with an amazing career with The Warblers and an even better one without them.
“Hey Linds?” Blaine asked as he stepped on the bus “You really want to do all this for me even though I tend to cause the most trouble around here?”
“You could make it big one day Anderson, if you trust me”
“This is all getting very real isn’t it?”
“The whole ‘famous heartthrob, all the girls want to marry’ thing?” Lindsay laughed softly
“Yeah, that”
“You haven’t seen anything yet...”