"So tell me again why we're going to a Warbler meeting so late at night," Kurt asked, walking as quietly down the halls of Dalton Academy as he could. Blaine was leading the way on this midnight meet up, which was in one of the senior members rooms. They couldn't use the classrooms since they were locked down at the end of the school day.
"Because we're planning something and if the school board found out about it, then we'd get shut down. You're new to the Warbler's Kurt, but you're about to learn a whole lot about us. Which includes fundraisers." Blaine smiled and took a few steps up to Wes's room, knocking on the suites door.
"Okay... so, illegal is it?" Kurt chuckled, but when Blaine didn't deny it, his face fell. "Are you serious?"
"Shhh, it's not THAT illegal. I mean most of us are of age... you'll see. We have to raise money somehow. Nursing home shows don't pay. Neither do bake sales."
"Tell me about it," Kurt sighed. The door to the room opened and a several of the Warbler's were seated inside. Everyone was in their PJ's, or their bottoms at least. Kurt was starting to think it was a sin to have uniforms covering such attractive young men. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his focus on Blaine. This was his first time seeing him out of his uniform and that t-shirt hugged his chest... What was everyone talking about?
"...so this years show needs to be bigger then last year. Wes's parents will be out of town, so we can use the estate again." Thad was going on about something. Blaine leaned over to fill him in.
"Wes has a house that's our where the cops don't troll much. The show and auction are Warbler tradition."
"What?" Kurt realized everyone was looking at him and he'd never felt so on the spot in his life. "New here, remember?"
"Oh, right. Sorry Kurt. Every year, we put on performances and have a silent auction to raise money for our trips to Regionals and other small competitions. Since we've made it into Regionals this year and we could be going to Nationals in New York, we need to do some serious fund raising. Last year, since we didn't make it, we used the money to go to Italy. But we have Blaine to thank for reeling in so much cash. Each Warbler sings a song and based on that act, the most popular usually gets the highest payout."
"Oh! That sounds really fun actually," Kurt said sitting forward in his seat. "I already know what song I'd want to sing. I'm sure theatrics wouldn't be an issue in this case. We want to show off right?"
Blaine shifted a little, looking to the others who just nodded along, liking how enthused the new guy was to take part.
"Definately! So Kurt, you want to be the headline act? The newest member normally is and that would be you." Kurt looked stunned, his hand moving to his chest as he tried to find the words. All of this friends in New Directions said it would take weeks for him to get recognized, but here they were giving him center stage.
"Thad." Blaine cut Kurt off immediately, almost glaring at him a little.
"Blaine don't be jealous. You had your time to shine last year. I'm sure you'll be just as popular this year."
"You know that's hardly what I'm concerned about. Tell him exactly what he's volunteering for." Thad sighed, his eyes moving back to Kurt.
"Hummel, are you a virgin?"
"S...sorry?" Kurt went from floating on cloud nine to having the damn cloud knocked out from under him and he'd crashed onto the pavement below.
"If you're still holding onto your V card, you'll go for a lot more money. Well, and you're gay so I mean, that worked in Blaine's favor last year..."
"What the HELL are you guys running here?" Kurt folded his arms over his chest, leaning back in his seat. This might have been more uncomfortable then when Karofsky kissed him. His eyes moved to Blaine who wasn't even looking back at him. But his friend was the first one to respond.
"Burlesque. We put on a Burlesque show. All the boys and the girls at our sister school come out and watch the show and then bid for alone time."
"So.. we're whoring. That's SUPER illegal! I mean, half of us aren't even 18 yet!"
"That's why the school can't know about it and why we do the show at someone's house. It's harmless really. Just a bit of fun, chance to show off and get lucky," Jeff said, nudging Nick who smirked.
"You don't have to do it Kurt. You can help the guys costume or something." Blaine was brushing it off, trying to get Kurt out of it. "Besides we all saw our Animal performance." The guys started to agree one by one.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Kurt leaned forward again, arms a bit tighter over his chest.
"Well, you said it yourself. Baby penguin, right?" A couple guys chuckled and Kurt felt the color growing in his cheeks.
"Well, just because I don't... I can... I'm in."
"Wait- what?" Blaine shook his head, his eyes finally on Kurt.
"You heard me. I want the headliner spot and I want to do my part. And put this in the offical notes, I AM A VIRGIN. But I guess I won't be by the end of the show." This was the point where prince charming was suppose to stand up and stop him, but Blaine was just sitting there with his mouth open. Kurt stood, trying to look very confident, but his voice was so high now.
"Let it be known, I'll be singing Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend. I'll need a swing and I'll make my own costume."
"Noted. We're all very excited for the show. You can all get your numbers to me by the end of the week. We'll be practicing the group number tomorrow!" Kurt gave Thad a nod, before he left the room, his heart pounding.
"Kurt!" came a hiss behind him. Blaine closed the door, quietly running down the hall after him. "What the hell? You don't have to- I didn't meant to upset you. I just don't want you involved in this."
"Why because I'm not sexy enough? I know, we've been over it. Well guess what. If you're not going to notice me then maybe someone else will. And thanks to your talk with my Dad, I'll be ready for whatever someone throws my way. I'll show you sexy, Blaine Anderson." Blaine tried to argue, but Kurt was storming off back to his dorm room, leaving the Warbler alone in the hall.