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CHAPTER V: Jazz's Plan

"Are you sure you want to come?" Kurt asked again. He was feeling oddly nervous about Jazz coming along with him and Marvin to Dalton.

"Ask me that question again and I will tell Blaine what you think about his eyes." Jazz said as she fixed her sleeve in front of the mirror.

"What's so bad about that?" Kurt snorted.

Jazz and Marvin glanced at each other before smirking.

"Oh, his eyes, Marvin! His eyes are brilliant!" Jazz mocked in a high pitched voice.

"They're the perfect shade of hazel, Jazz." Marvin said in the same tone.

Then they clapped their hands together and said simultaneously.

"Green, brown, gold, and sometimes even gray." They both sighed dreamily before bursting out laughing.

"I never said that!" Kurt exclaimed, his voice had gone an octave higher and his face had gone the same color as a fire truck.

"Sure," Jazz said sarcastically, holding onto the mirror for support as she wiped stray tears from her face.

Kurt grumbled something about "stupid friends," under his breath as he threw his hands in resignation and walked out of the room.

After a few seconds of regaining their breaths, Marvin straightened up and turned to Jazz, who was now fixing her hair neatly.

"What are you planning?" He asked.

"Now where would the fun be if I told you?" She teased, grinning on the mirror.

"I'm probably part of this plan." He sighed reluctantly.

"The only thing you need to know—" Jazz said. She finished looking at the mirror, and satisfied with what she saw, she turned around and walked towards Marvin. Just before she walked by him, she paused and said, "Things may get a little messy and crazy. But don't worry everything's going to go as planned." With that she patted him lightly on his shoulder and walked out the door.

Marvin groaned. He seriously hoped he was only hearing things when she had said "I hope" just before walking out.

"You sure about this?" Kurt asked once they all got out of the car, heading towards the large building.

"Why are you so worried?" Jazz asked.

"Are you honestly asking me that question?" Kurt deadpanned.

Jazz smiled brightly at him and grabbed his hand, swinging their hands together back and forth.

"But we've been friends for a really long time, Kurt!" She said, acting like a little kid and putting a skip on her steps.

"Yeah, I know. That's what I'm worried about."

Kurt took a deep breath and stepped forward. He glanced at the person on his right before glancing worriedly at the person on his left.

"If you don't open that door in thirty seconds, I'm doing it." Jazz chirped nonchalantly.

Kurt squared his shoulders and pushed the door open, revealing a loud, large group of boys clad in red and blue blazers. They turned their heads at the direction of the door, and immediately became quiet.

"Kurt?" Wes asked from his position at the table.

Kurt gulped and glanced again at Jazz who was looking at the boys excitedly.

"I was just wondering if you would mind having guests over."

The boys looked from Kurt, to Marvin, and to Jazz. Their eyes immediately lighted up at the sight of Marvin but they turned slightly confused when they looked at Jazz.

"Of course not! We'd be happy to have Marvin and…" Wes trailed off, looking expectantly at Jazz.

Jazz stepped forward and smiled charmingly.

"I'm Jazz Murray, Kurt's childhood friend. I've heard so many things about you all. Nice to finally meet you guys." She said, beaming and instantly charming everyone.

"I do believe we've met before." David said, standing up and walking towards Jazz.

"Ah, yes, just in a… complicated circumstance." Jazz said, wincing slightly as she looked at Marvin and Kurt who also winced at the mention of the incident.

"Anyway—we'd be happy to have you both here and get to know you both more. I'm David Thompson, by the way." David said, offering a hand out.

"Pleasure is all mine." Jazz grinned, shaking his hand.

Kurt gestured for them to sit at the couch as the Warblers immediately started talking about events and performances happening. Jazz looked amused by the Warblers' way of directing.

After a few minutes of arguing and discussing which songs to chose, the Warblers finally decided to try out one. They stood up and went to their designated position, opening the song with quiet hums and do's. Marvin and Jazz watched silently and approvingly. When they finished, the pair stood up and clapped.

"That was amazing!" Jazz said, walking towards the group.

They all blushed and grinned except for Kurt who was by now used to his best friend's charming ways.

The Warblers chatted with Jazz and Marvin for a while before they said their goodbyes and retired for the night.

"Um… Blaine, David, and Wes, could you stay here for a while? I need to tell you guys something."

The three looked back at the mention of their names and nodded. Kurt's eyes widened and he shot a look of fear at Jazz.

"So, Marvin, Kurt and I are hosting a party next weekend and all the Warblers are invited." Jazz said once they were all seated.

Marvin and Kurt looked at each other confused but thankfully remained silent. David and Wes shot each other excited glances and agreed quickly.

"Well, I guess we'll see you at the party then! Thank you so much for having us." Jazz, Marvin, and Kurt stood up, about to leave when Jazz stopped and looked back thoughtfully.

"Wait… Can I talk to you two alone?" She motioned to David and Wes who stood up and nodded.

"Kurt and Marvin, sit back down. This won't take a while." She added, grinning and leading the two confused boys at the doorway.

Kurt and Marvin sat down, albeit hesitantly. They looked at each other and then at Blaine who seemed to be lost in thought, staring at the floor.

"Okay, I'm not going to beat around the bush for this because I am sick and tired of this nonsense!" Jazz said, throwing her arms up at exasperation and glancing back at the three in the choir room.

"Umm…" David said lamely, confused and wide eyed as Wes.

Jazz took a deep breath, glanced back and leaned forward, whispering. "I'm talking about Kurt and Blaine." Then she added, "And I guess, Marvin too."

"Okay…" Wes murmured, still looking confused.

"This weekend, at the party, something big is going to happen. Now, I want you guys to help me."

"How?"

"I'll tell you at the party. I swear you don't have to do anything illegal."

The pair looked thoughtful for a moment.

"So you guys in?" Jazz said, leaning on the doorway, her arms crossed over her chest.

Wes and David looked at each other, uncertain.

"C'mon! You can practically hear the tension screaming for help there!" Jazz exclaimed, pointing at the three who were now staring at each other silently and awkwardly.

They looked at each other once more before giving in.

"We're in."

Jazz grinned. This plan was going to go swimmingly.

Kurt immediately stood up when the trio came back, eager to escape the heavy tension.

"What did you guys talk about?" Marvin asked, standing up and looking at the three with curiosity and suspiciousness.

"I asked them if there were any other hot boys around this school to invite at the party." She grinned cheekily.

Now not only Marvin was looking at her suspiciously but Kurt and Blaine were also doing the same while David and Wes blushed and looked away, avoiding anyone else's eyes.

"Come on, Marvin, time to go! Lots of planning to do!" She grabbed Marvin's hand and pulled him towards.

"Oh yeah, we'll just send you the stuff you forgot at our house tomorrow. Nice having you this weekend, Kurt! Bye! See you all at the party!" She yelled as she left the choir room.

As soon as they entered the house, Marvin turned towards Jazz and grabbed her shoulders.

"What did you tell them?"

"Nothing," She said innocently.

"I don't believe you."

"Of course you don't. But trust me, this will benefit Kurt. I hope." Jazz added as an afterthought.

Marvin stayed silent for a while, thinking, while Jazz tried to escape his grip discreetly. His eyes widened with realization before she could get out and his grip on her tightened, making her wince slightly.

"You mean to tell me you're—"

"I didn't tell you anything." She smiled before she grabbed his hands and pulled it away from her shoulders.

Marvin smiled as she walked away. She was devious but she was smart. Extremely.

A/N:

I'm updating faster now! Woot! So, someone asked me when I update. I can honestly say that I update whenever I finish... which probably always take long. Not in a week. Unless it's a filler of some sort.

I'll be talking about the mistakes I've noticed recently. So this is gonna be a pretty darn long note. Bear with me please.

First: I need to talk about where Kurt stays, whether he's in a dorm or he goes home because I think some of you are confused. Hell, even I'm confused.

So, Kurt lives in the dormitory. And I think at the first chapter I made it look as though Kurt lives both in the dormitory and in the Hudson-Hummel's house. I need to fix that, I know (AND THAT IS WHY I NEED A BETA) and I'm terribly sorry about it.

At the beginning of this chapter, Kurt stayed at the "second" house (which will be revealed and explained at the next chapter) because it was the weekend, just to make things clear. And now he's back at Dalton Dorms.

Now, my mistake number two: I called the place the Warblers practice in common rooms at first. But to me it made no sense. So I changed it to choir room. But I think I need a better name so suggestions are being asked! :D

I think that's it. But anymore confusion, ask ahead!

This chapter was supposed to be longer. Like 3000 words long. But the next chapter is the party (AND SOMETHING'S GONNA HAPPEN!) and I figured it'd be better if I separated it from this. That and because I have no idea what's gonna happen after the party and I need to keep you guys satisfied :P

Sooo... Review target is... 60! (or more)

I need some of you don't like it when the author does review counts or targets or whatever you call it but I do it because it inspires me to write more. It inspires me to continue. I'm a kid, my mind runs with ideas all day and I could easily lose inspiration BUT your reviews are keeping me here. That and because I need time, guys! YOU PEOPLE ARE TROLLS (That I love and grateful for).

Nooooow. I've decided to give a little sneak at every end of the chapter, so here's this preview for next chapter:

"Wes! David! Where are you guys going?" Blaine shouted through the blasting music.

"We'll look for him this way. You look that way, okay?" Wes shouted. They quickly made their escape, getting lost in the throng of people.

Blaine stood there for a minute, confused. Where the hell was Kurt? He carefully maneuvered his way through the crowd, shouting Kurt's name over and over. He was about to give up, find Wes and David again when the lights suddenly flickered and shut off.

There were gasps and screams of surprise and horror everywhere and Blaine was worried he'd never find Kurt anywhere at this point.

He didn't realize that he was slightly apart from the crowd now until someone bumped into him.

The person yelped and jumped back and Blaine was surprised to find that it was Kurt he bumped into.

"Kurt!" He yelled, looking at the boy whose face was slightly shown by the moonlight streaming past the opened window next to them.

"Blaine!"

How was that? ;)

- Morgana Grace