"Hey Rosie!" James laughed as he walked in to the studio. Only to get a hand millimetres away from his face. "Don't. Call. Me. That." She said a second in between each word. "Ok sorry. Anyway what ya doin?" He asked staring at the drawings she was doing. "Well, this one is the hair we decided on. And this one is the dancing arrangements. Who's in the back, Who's in the front, stuff like that." James reached into his pocket and pulled out a small Rose. "Date me?" He asked. Rose looked at him for a brief second picked up her drawings and walked away from him. "In your dreams Potter!" She called behind her as she walked to the door. She poked her head back in the room quickly. "Oh and by the way, there's a lock on the cupboard where all our things are. So don't even try to steal them." "Potter? Why did she call me tha- oh yeah, James Potter..."He thought to himself. He stared at the cupboard, and then at the lock, It was a 6 letter word. He texed the Warblers group chat.James S:
Hey guys, meet in the Dance studio by the choir room at 9. Need to brainstorm six letter words for this cupboard.
Cameron C:
Why? What cupboard?
James S:
You'll see.As said, the Warblers met in the dance studio at nine. They inspected the lock but couldn't come up with an answer, everytime they thought, it didnt work. "Klaine!" James shouted after an hour. The rest of the boys looked at him in confusion. "Klaine? Her dads' ship name? Kurt and Blaine? Ring a bell?" He said to them. "Wait her dad's are actually Kurt and Blaine Anderson?" A sophmore asked. "And her mom is actually Rachel Berry? I thought she was Joking!" He rolled his eyes and stepped forward to the lock. "K. L. A. I. N. E." He spelt aloud. The lock klicked, and it unlocked. He swung the doors of the massive walk in cupboard open. Only to see the girls waiting for them in their own little den. There were 8 matresses on the floor with sleeping bags on the floor behind the ladders leading to the 8 sat on the wooden shelf firmly attatched to the walls. And there were three outlets (on either side of the bottom floor and one in the middle of the two raised beds. Stashed in the corner, were the suitcases for sectionals. "What the-" He was cut off by Rose slightly jumping off the bed. "Finally! I honestly thought you were smarter than that. It took you a whole hour!" She reminded him. "What is this and did Principal Schuester allow it?" He said. "This old thing? Why this is our hut! We stay in there for a week before the eve of the competition. And yes, Mr Schue has allowed it. Would you like a little tour, it's a bit cramped so please three at a time." She said leading James, Alex and Cameron in first. "This is the sleeping space, me and Seven others sleep on the top and The other 8 sleep beneath-don't worry the beds are firmly and securely attatched to the walls." She gestured to the corner of the room where 12 of the girls sat on their phones "This is our eating and chilling space, we can watch Tv and eat our food" she pointed to the small Living Room area occupied by 3 girls watching and crying to Titanic. She pointed to the medium sized fridge (with a microwave on top of it) "this us our kitchen area. Now it's 10 30 so you can quickly come in -three at a time remember- but then we need to get to sleep the boys quickly came in and looked around. Then they went home. The girls laughed "Did you see his face!" Charli exclaimed. As soon as the settled down, they all went to sleep.
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Josie: The Secret Love Story
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