The doorbell rang.
“Blaine!!!! Could you open the door?”
The doorbell rang again.
“Blaine, would you open the freaking door?”
“I heard you the first time! Why can’t you open it?”
“Because I have long hair that I need to fix.”
“I had long hair once.”
Blaine walked to the door. A big yellow object rushed past.
“Jeff, why are you dressed like Spongebob? Isabel is going to murder you.”
“Well, long story. When I went to the costume shop there was this weird looking dude who has a big---“
“Skip to the end.”
“This was the cooler costume.”
Isabel walked out as Jeff said this. She let out a scream.
“What….the….HELL….are…you…wearing?!”
“Uh, I am wearing my costume.”
“That doesn’t look like Zeus. Unless Zeus has become some sort of slang term for SPONGEBOB!”
“Look, I thought this costume was cooler.”
“You thought that Spongebob was cooler than the leader of ALL of the Ancient Greek Gods?”
“Uh…yeah. Spongebob lives in a PINEAPPLE. Where did Zeus live, in a hill? Plus it didn’t even make sense for me to be Zeus when you are Athena. We are boyfriend and girlfriend, not father and daughter.”
“Zeus lived in Mt. Olympus, and it was the THEME not the characters that was important.”
Isabel storms off.
“Hey, at least you didn’t die.” Said Blaine.
“I might as well have. She’s scary when she’s angry.”
“Try living with her.”
Jeff looked at him with wide eyes, looking extremely scared.
“Are you scared of my sister?” Blaine asked
“Maybe. She’s pretty but she’s scary.”
“True that.”
The doorbell rang once again.
“I heard it Isabel. Just telling you before you have a massive heart attack.”
Blaine went and opened the door. Suddenly he was attacked by a white sheet and dragged into the closet. Blaine was shoved against the door and his mouth attacked by someone else’s. He pulled away and saw Kurt.
“Hey Kurt.”
“Blaine.”
“Don’t tell me you chose to dress like a ghost.”
“I’m not, this was something extra. Are you….dressed as Harry Potter?”
“Yes siree.”
They walk out the closet.
“WE’RE OUT OF THE CLOSET EVERYONE!!” Yelled Kurt.
“If you guys weren’t out of the closet before, I would hate to see you now,” Isabel said.
“Shut up Isabel!”
After an hour everyone had arrived to the party. Finn dressed as Peter Pan, Rachel as Barbara Streisand, Mercedes as Aretha Franklin, Quinn as Miss Universe, Puck as Sid Vicious, Lauren as Nancy, Artie as Mozart, Santana as the Devil, Britany as an Angel, Leslie as Margaret Schlegel, Beth as Donna Noble, Wes as Merlin, David as Scott Pilgrim, Tina as a witch, Mike as Michael Jackson, Sam as Draco Malfoy, Shane as the Doctor, and Trent as Chewbacca.
Isabel walked around and made sure everyone was doing okay. She came upon Quinn and Mike.
“Wow, Quinn, your outfit is…interesting,” Isabel said.
“Well, when I looked around my room trying to figure out what to wear. It was last minute because I was supposed to go to Alicia’s party, you know, the daughter of the guy who invented the iPod, but she had to cancel the party, so I decided to come here instead,” Quinn said, kind of snobbyish. (A/N: Is that a word? Doesn’t matter I’m making it a word.)
“Uh…thanks for gracing us with your presence…”
“You’re welcome!”
“So Mike, why did you decide to dress up like Michael Jackson?” Isabel said looking over at Mike
“Because….I’m Bad, I’m Bad, I’m really, really bad,” he answered, doing some dance moves.
“Yeah., I got it. That’s hilarious.”
“That’s me, a comedian.”
Isabel stares at him, then walks towards Sam, David, and Shane.
“Hey guys, what’s happening?” Isabel asked them.
“I’m doing great! I feel awesome in this outfit!” David said, rather excitedly.
“That’s great David. I am just a little confused, who or what are you supposed to be?”
“Uh….Scott Pilgrim. Duh.”
“Oh, I didn’t think you could dress up as Scott Pilgrim.”
“Why? Is it cause I’m black?” David asked acting offended.
“No, no, no! It’s not cause you’re black! There are many black action heroes, like Lex Luther! But he’s a bad guy. Not that I’m saying all black people are evil! I have many black friends who aren’t evil-“
“Chill out Isabel. I’m kidding,” David said trying not to laugh.
“That’s what I thought.”
At that moment Leslie walked up to them stopped and asked:
“Guys, guess who I am dressed up as?!”
“Uh…Someone from the 1920’s?” Guessed Shane.
“No!!! Gosh people!!! I’m Margaret Schlegel!”
“Who?” Isabel said confused.
“Margret Schlegel…from Howard’s End?”
“What’s Howard’s End?” Sam asked.
“You people have no sense of taste!”
“You people?” Said David
“Shut up David! It has nothing to do with you being black!”
“Sorry.”
A crash come from the other end of the room. Blaine has dropped a glass.
“Blaine! What the hell are you doing?” asked Isabel.
“Uh, getting a drink…of vodka.”
“You know how I feel about drinking alcohol! Plus you can DIE from drinking.”
“Yeah….but I’m the boy who lived not died.” Blaine high fives Kurt.
“Give that to me Blaine!” Blaine gives her the bottle. “Who else has been drinking?!”
“Uh…you don’t want to know.”
Jeff walks out of the kitchen singing “His Cheeseburger” from the Veggie Tales.
“Are you drunk Jeff?”
“No, no, no…I’m just….thinking.”
“Jeff that’s a plant. I’m over here.”
“Oh! Isabel!!! How’s life going for you?
“Great! Just great! Whatever Jeff. Have you seen my lipgloss?”
“No no. I haven’t needed a touch up yet.”
“Shut up. I wonder where it went. I know I put it somewhere. “ Dramatic music begins playing. “Artie!!! What are you doing?”
“Just getting into character!”
“Not…is that a piano? Who are you supposed to be Beethoven?”
“Beethoven? No way!! He sucks! I’m Mozart.” He attempts to laugh like Mozart in Amadeus.
“I see. That’s great.”
“You’re darn tootin.”
“Wow…that….I….it….”
“Is it because I said tootin?”
“Yeah.”
People began to leave and soon it was only Jeff, Isabel, Blaine and Kurt.
“Kurt, do you believe in soulmates?” asked Blaine.
They were sitting next to each other on the couch.
“Yeah.”
“Do you think we are soulmates?”
Kurt shrugged. “Maybe.”
In actuality, Kurt did think he and Blaine were soulmates, but he wasn’t drunk enough to
Jeff barges in singing.
“Whooooooo lives in a pineapple under the sea? I do!!! I do!!!”
“I think you need to go to bed Jeff.” said Isabel.
“Your bed?” Jeff asked, looking at Isabel.
“Excuse me?” Blaine asked.
It seemed he had sobered up to hear Jeff say that. Jeff looked at Blaine with wide fearful eyes.
“Uh, just kidding.”
Isabel laughed and shook her head. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”
“No, no. I think I need to eat!”
“You’ve already eaten three whole pizzas, if you eat more you’ll get sick.”
“I think you are a meanie.”
“Okay, lay down Jeff.”
Jeff fell asleep. Isabel walks over to Kurt and Blaine.
“What are you guys talking about?”
“Soul mates.”
“Soul mates?” Isabel asked.
Blaine nodded his head. “I think me and Kurt and soulmates.”
“Kurt and I.”
“Kurt and you what?”
“You- just- ugh, never mind. I’m going to bed. Make sure Jeff doesn’t wake up and try to eat some more.”
Isabel walked off, grumbling to herself, “Why did I even think this party was a good idea?”
Blaine looked at Kurt and smiled. Kurt looked back at him. “What?”
“You’re so beautiful.”
Kurt shoved Blaine. “Stop it.”
Blaine suddenly climbed onto Kurt. “No. It’s true. Why can’t you see you’re beautiful?”
“Blaine you’re drunk.”
Blaine shook his head. “No I’m serious Kurt. I-“
Then suddenly, he fell asleep.
A/N: So what’d you guys think? This is actually the first chapter not written by me. It was written by my sister. She took a while to write it.