It had been two weeks since Regionals. The Warblers accepted their loss and decided to practice for next year. They were going to come back better than ever. The council had decided to have practice every other day instead of once a week. So Kurt was shocked when they cancelled that day’s practice. But in a way, it was a good thing, since Kurt needed to catch up on his homework. So instead of going to his dorm, he went to the library. He walked in and saw Isabel and Blaine sitting at a table with papers scattered all over the surface.
“I do not want anything pink at the party!” Isabel was saying.
“Come on, we have gold streamers. It’s a good combination.”
“No, I don’t care. I refuse to have pink.”
“Are you allowed to be here Isabel?” Kurt said.
Both Isabel and Blaine turned to Kurt and smiled. Isabel was wearing a white blouse with a gray vest, a plaid knee length skirt, and black flats. Her hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing a gray headband.
“Yeah, I’ve got a pass,” she answered, holding up a visitor’s pass.
“Ah, okay. What are you talking about?” Kurt said pulling up a chair.
“We’re planning our birthday party,” Blaine said.
“Your birthday party?”
“Yeah we have one every year,” Isabel said.
“Ever year, who’d have thought?” Kurt said sarcastically.
“I know, weird, isn’t it?” Blaine said.
“Very,” Kurt answered.
They all laughed.
“When is it?” Kurt asked.
“On our birthday,” Isabel answered.
Blaine smacked her on her arm. She looked at him.
“What?” she asked him.
He just shook his head and turned to Kurt. “It’s April 12th.”
“That’s in like 3 days,” Kurt said.
“Yeah and?”
Kurt was a bit flabbergasted, not only about the planning but also the way they were talking. Kurt wouldn’t be too shocked if they started to complete each other’s sentences.
“Isn’t it a bit late to start planning?” Kurt asked.
“No, last year we started planning the day before. We managed it. We’re good at these things,” Isabel said.
“Really?” Kurt asked.
“Yep. By the way, here’s your invitation. You’re allowed to bring anyone you want and as many as you want,” Blaine said, handing Kurt an invitation.
Kurt looked at it. It was white cardstock with silver lettering. It said: You’re formally invited to Blaine and Isabel’s annual birthday party. Date: April 12th Time: 6:00 p.m. Dress: formal. Location: Rardon’s Hall.
“Okay, we have gold as one of our colors. What other color should we have? And don’t say pink,” Isabel said to Blaine.
“Why? What’s wrong with pink? It’s a fun color.” Blaine answered.
“I don’t like pink! After living with me for all these years, you should know that I’ve never linked pink. It’s too girly.”
“So? You’re a girl.”
“Wow, great observation there Sherlock.”
“Oh be quiet. Pink’s a good combination with gold.”
“And so is black? Why can’t we have black?”
“Cause I don’t want black at the party. It’s a somber color. It’s depressing.”
“Okay, fine. There are other colors besides pink and black in the color scheme. What color should we have?”
“How about blue?”
“That’s doesn’t go well with gold. What about white?”
“With gold? I don’t think so. Maroon?”
“Too Gryffindor. What about light purple?”
“Hmm, that’s not too bad.”
“Okay, so now we have a color scheme.”
She wrote something down on a sheet of paper.
“Um, guys. Where’s Rardon’s Hall?” Kurt said, interrupting their planning.
“It’s off Highway 4. They have a website with an address,” Blaine answered him.
“Ah, okay.”
“Okay, so no since, we’ve finally picked the colors, what kind of food should we have?” Isabel asked.
“Actually, Isabel I think that book you wanted is here,” Blaine said trying to get Isabel to leave so he could talk to Kurt alone.
“What book? I never mentioned a book,” Isabel asked, completely oblivious.
“I said that book you wanted is here,” Blaine repeated motioning for with his head for her to leave.
“What? Oh!” she said as it dawned on her. “My book. That’s right. Let me go look for it.”
Isabel then got up and went into the shelves. Blaine looked at Kurt who was looking back with an eyebrow raised.
“There is no book is there?” Kurt asked, “You just said that to get rid of her.”
“Yeah, I kinda need to ask you something,” he said, moving next to Kurt.
“Okay, go ahead.”
“My parents are going to be at the party and I was wondering if I could introduce you to them as my boyfriend. You know, considering that’s what we are and I want my parents to know.”
“Uh, yeah. I’d like that.
Blaine smiled and then leaned in and kissed Kurt.
…
While Blaine was talking to Kurt, Isabel went into the shelves. She decided to give them some privacy, since they probably didn’t find a lot here. She placed her finders on the bindings of the books and began to skim through the titles. She wasn’t looking for anything in particular, she just wanted to look. She wasn’t paying attention when she bumped into someone.
“Oh my god. I’m so sorry!” she said turning to him.
She then saw it was Jeff she had bumped into. He smiled at her and said, “It’s okay I didn’t like that book in the first place.”
He bent down and picked up the book that had fallen onto the floor.
“So what are you doing here?” he asked when he put the book back on the shelf.
“I’m visiting Blaine.”
“I kinda guessed that. I meant why are you here in the shelves and not with Blaine?”
“Ah well, he needed to talk to Kurt, so I decided to give him some privacy.”
“Privacy? I’ve never heard of that.”
Isabel laughed. “I don’t think many of the Warblers here have.”
“Nope, we don’t. There’s no classes about it here.”
“Obviously.”
Jeff smiled. “So am I invited to your birthday party?”
“I don’t know. You’ll have to check with Blaine. He handles the male guests.”
“Okay. Well, if I am, promise me a dance?”
“We’ll have to see. Now I think Kurt and Blaine have had enough privacy. I have a party to plan.”
Isabel then left Jeff with a slight smile on his face.
…
3 days later
Kurt, Mercedes, and Rachel finally found Rardon’s Hall and parked. They were a little late so there were already a lot of cars parked outside. The trio walked out of the car and to the door. Rachel was wearing a long, spaghetti strap light pink dress that hugged her curves perfectly. The dress fell to her ankles, showing of her pink strappy shoes. Her brown hair was curled and hung around her shoulders. She wore light makeup. Mercedes was wearing a the same dress as Rachel except Purple. Her black hair was straightened and hung around her face. Kurt was wearing black slacks and red shirt with a black tie. His hair was, as per usual, done with precision and care. He was wearing black dress shows.
They entered the hall and were blown away by its size. It was about the size of a football field. There were purple and gold streamers and balloons everywhere. There were strobe lights flashing and lights dancing everywhere. To the left of the hall was a long table laden with food. There were small tables with chairs near the long table for people to sit at. On the right was a small table where the DJ was. There were people everywhere either dancing, standing, or sitting around talking and drinking or eating.
“Kurt! You came!” Isabel said walking over to them, “And you brought Mercedes and Rachel.”
She was wearing a floor length, sleeveless dress with black phoenixes coming up the dress. It was wide after the hips and covered her feet. Her black hair was wrapped in a loose bun with a few strands of hair falling out. She had many gold bangles on her arm, completely covering her wrists.
“Of course I did,” Kurt said, “Happy Birthday by the way.”
“Yeah, Happy Birthday Isabel,” Rachel and Mercedes said.
Blaine then came up next to Isabel. He was wearing light blue pants, black shoes, a white shirt, a black bowtie, and black suspenders. His hair was ungelled and curly. He was smiling brightly at Kurt.
“Hey Kurt, Mercedes and Rachel,” he said.
“Hey Rachel and Mercedes, you wanna come with me? I can introduce you to some people here,” Isabel said.
They both agreed and left with Isabel to give Kurt and Blaine some alone time.
“Uh, Happy Birthday,” Kurt said.
“What’s my gift?” Blaine said jokingly.
Kurt looked at Blaine and then stepped closer to him. When he was close enough, he kissed Blaine. Blaine smiled and deepened the kiss. He wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist and Kurt wrapped him arms around Blaine’s neck pulling him closer. They stayed like this for a while and when they broke apart, Blaine smiled.
“Was that my birthday gift?” he asked Kurt.
Kurt nodded.
“I hope you got my sister something else or there might be a problem.”
Kurt laughed, “Don’t worry, I got her something else.”
“Ah, good. You want to meet my parents?”
Kurt nodded.
…
“Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Kurt,” Blaine said introducing Kurt to his parents.
“Hello Mr and Mrs. Anderson,” Kurt said.
“Boyfriend?” Mr. Anderson said. Blaine looked almost exactly like him except older and Mr. Anderson had cold, pale blue eyes.
Mrs. Anderson nudged him and silently told him not to say anything. She was a pretty woman with brown hair, a tall, thin frame, and hazel eyes. She smiled at Kurt and grabbed his hand.
“It’s so nice to meet you Kurt, we’ve heard so much about you,” she said warmly. “Now why don’t you go and enjoy yourselves. After all, this is a party.”
“Bye Mom, Dad,” Blaine said pulling Kurt away.
Kurt looked at Blaine. “What was that about?”
“My dad hasn’t really accepted the fact that I’m gay. He still thinks that one day I’ll become straight and settle down with a girl. My mom’s trying but I can tell it’s still hard for her to accept it. But let’s forget about it. You hungry?”
“A little,” Kurt said.
“Well, then let’s get you some food.”
…
Kurt had never really been to a party like this. Well he hadn’t been to many parties so he really couldn’t say. Isabel would be running around laughing and talking. Blaine tried to stay near Kurt as much as possible but he kept getting pulled away to dance. He danced a little with Kurt though. But the real fun was when Isabel and Blaine danced together. They really meshed well together, flowing well with each other. Everyone seemed to be having a lot of fun and there wasn’t any sort of alcohol served. Blaine had explained that when they were about fourteen, their parents tried to serve some alcohol at their birthday party. But Isabel had had a huge fight with them and refused to talk to them until they took away that idea.
“Kurt!” Isabel yelled at him, “Come on! We’re gonna serve the cake!”
She pulled him to where everyone was gathered. She let go of his hand and walked next to Blaine.

“Some kind of boyfriend you are. I had to drag him here,” she said to Blaine.
“I was just about to when you decided to get him.”
“Sure you were.”
Blaine was about to reply when the workers brought out a cake. It was a huge purple cake with HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISABEL AND BLAINE written in gold letters. There were 18 purple and gold candles lit on it. Everyone sang Happy Birthday and Blaine and Isabel blew out the candles. Then Isabel cut out a slice. But instead of serving it, she threw it against Blaine’s head. It landed in his hair and neck. Isabel laughed.
“I finally got some in his hair!” she yelled.
She clapped and a short, blonde girl gave her a high-five.
Blaine didn’t say anything. He just scrapped it off and cut out a slice. He then threw it at Isabel’s dress. It landed on one of the phoenixes. She gasped and looked at him.
“No you didn’t!”
“You got it in my hair, so I got on your dress.”
She just glared at him and didn’t say anything. Instead she gave to cake knife to one of the workers and walked off. Blaine then turned around and looked for a napkin. Kurt found a few and walked up to Blaine.
“Wow, that was strange,” Kurt said, handing him some napkins.
“Yeah, well that’s Isabel for you,” Blaine chuckled, “That’s the first time she’s ever gotten it in my hair though, She’s getting better at her aim.”
“No kidding. Does she like to throw cake at you a lot?”
“She does it every year. She has a personal vendetta against my hair.”
“Why?”
“She doesn’t like the gel in it.”
“But you’re not wearing any gel.”
“Oh, true.”
He finally got all the cake out of his hair.
“You want some cake?” he asked jokingly, holding out the napkin.
…
Kurt could see that the party was dying down when the DJ started playing slows songs and people started to leave. Out of the 200 people invited, there were only about 77 people left. Kurt noticed that Jeff and Isabel were dancing together a lot more, like they were doing now. He also noticed that Mercedes was dancing with David and Rachel was dancing with Isabel’s friend, James. Blaine was across the room talking to a pretty girl with short red hair and a pale green dress that completed her figure very well. A girl with dirty blonde hair and an extremely revealing and short dress came up Blaine. She ran her hand up Blaine’s arm and tried to flirt with him. Blaine rolled his eyes and said something to her that she obviously ignored and continued to flirt with him.
“That’s Ashley the slut.”
Kurt looked to see a short blonde girl had come to sit next to him. He recognized her as the girl who had given Isabel a high five after she had thrown the cake at Blaine. She was wearing a dark green ballroom gown.
“Huh?”
“The blonde girl flirtin with your boyfriend. Her name’s Ashley and she’s a slut. She always steals Isabel’s boyfriends. Also, everytime she sees Blaine, she tries to flirt no matter how many countless times he’s told her he’s gay. Isabel doesn’t really like her.”
“Yeah, Blaine told me. Beth was the one who invited her right?”
“Yeah, that’s the other pretty one. She didn’t mean to, it’s just Ashley overheard her talking about the party and made her invite her.”
“And uh, you are?”
“Leslie, Isabel bestest friend in the whole world. I rank number two on her list of favorite people.”
“Who’s number one?”
“Blaine, of course.”
“How long have you known Isabel?”
“Since middle school. I was the one who told her to transfer to Easton when the bullying at her old school got really bad.”
“Isabel was bullied?”
“Yeah, being the supportive sister of the only gay guy in school was difficult on her. But she didn’t let it show.”
“Wow. Have they always been this close?”
Leslie shook her head. “Suprisingly, no. In middle school they didn’t really talk to each other. Something happened their freshman year that made them really close. I don’t know anything about it though.”
“Ah, okay. You never asked?”
“No. Something made me not want to tell.
“Oh.”
The song changed.
“Ah, it looked like my brother and Isabel are dancing ag- no wait- they’re making out.”
Kurt looked to Isabel and saw that Jeff and she were in fact making out.
“I’m guess Jeff’s your brother?”
Leslie nodded. “I think Blaine’s gonna ask you to dance.”
Kurt looked over and saw Blaine was coming over. Beth was dancing with a guy with a tall guy with curly dark blonde hair and green eyes.
“I’m gonna go find my boyfriend,” Leslie said, getting up and walking away.
“You wanna dance?” Blaine asked.
“Sure.”
They went to the dance floor and Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist, pulling him close. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine’s neck. They danced like that till the very last song. As they stopped dancing, Kurt pulled Blaine closer and gently kissed him.