Teenage Dream (Blaine Anderson - Glee)

=Thanksgiving=

"I just can't stand not talking to you, even though I'm mad at you. 'Cause you're still my best friend."

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{Kara's POV}

"Quinn Fabray!" I yelled walking into the choir room and spotting a familiar head of blonde hair. She spun around and spotted me, her smile widening. 

"Kara Riley!" She shouted back and I ran at her. She ran at me as well and we jumped into each others arms, holding each other tightly.

"I've missed you so much." I said, burying my head in the crook of her neck.

"Aw, I've missed you too." She said, resting her head on top of mine. We pulled away from each other reluctantly and I hugged everyone else, Santana, Puck, Mike, Mercedes, just as tightly as I hugged Quinn. Finn walked in and gestured for me to sit down.

"Kara, can you sit down?"

"Sir, yes, sir." I said, doing a little salute before getting into my seat, in between Brittany and Marley. 

"All right, do you realize, standing before you are legends? Any single one of these guys could be. President of the United States one day." Finn said overdramatically.

"I don't know about that." Artie said confusedly.

"And lucky for us, they've agreed to help us" Finn continued ignoring Artie.

"Hang with the new chumps and see if some of our sheer awesomeness doesn't rub off on you. It will." Puck added cockily.

"When you hear your name, pair up. Puck, you're with your brother. Mike, you're with Ryder. Marley, you're with Santana. Kitty, you're with Quinn. Wade, Mercedes." Finn read out, each person went up to their partner excitedly.

"I knew it, Mercedes was cloned." Brittany whispered to Sam and I. I shook my head, chuckling at Brittany, but Sam seemed to think it was true. I reached across Brittany and patted his hand comfortingly.

"Sam, don't look so worried, Mercedes hasn't been cloned."

"Now, your mentors are here to help you with whatever you need: Singing, dancing -" Finn further explained.

"Birth control." Quinn added in and Kitty laughed crazily.

"You're so funny and self-deprecating! We're so much alike!" She exclaimed.

"Wanky."

"The worst mistake that we can make is to underestimate our competition. The Warblers are ruthless this year." Finn warned.

"They were ruthless last year too, until Sebastian turned over a new leaf but still they were really good singers but we beat them, I'm sure we can do it again." I said, doing finger guns at everyone. Sam reached across Brittany and pushed my hands down.

"Stop doing finger guns, dude."

"I don't know I keep doing it, it's so weird." I said, staring down at my hands in confusion.

"Don't forget about the Rosedale Mennonites. Any show choir that can raise a barn in five minutes deserves mad respect." Artie said, changing the subject away from finger guns.

"Marley and Blaine will handle our duet, and for the showstopper we're doing 'Gangnam Style.'" Finn announced.

"Okay, lumps, let me just say out loud what everyone here is thinking: You finally got an okay haircut, you're not doing that annoying half smirk as much as you used to, but you're still a idiot. No one in this room can tackle a massive dance number except for Britt. That includes your little 'Hand-Jive' that, to me, looked more like a hand j-"