Kurt was into performing. Poppy was into sport.
Growing up, it had always been as simple as that for Kurt Hummel's younger sister, and boarding school in England had set her up to be a professional soccer player. Then her foot was crushed by a drun...
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Chapter Forty-Two - The Boy Is Mine
The day of the shoot came, and although I had agreed to give Blaine space, there was no harm in some playful flirting to wind up Tina. I was equipped with a full bottle of baby oil and my hands, and since Blaine was going first, this was the perfect opportunity to come to good use. He posed a few times, Tina's eyes practically gawking at him. "I think we need a little shine," I nodded, "for the camera."
"I think Blaine looks good how he is," Tina smiled.
I rolled my eyes, "Of course you do heart-eyes, but if I learnt anything from television modelling reality shows is that there's only one way to sell sex on a camera and that's baby oil."
I grabbed the oil out of my bag, walking over to Blaine and pouring it in my hands, he didn't object as I ran my hands over his chest, but he did whisper, "What are you doing?"
"Making you look good," I winked innocently, he shook his head.
"You know exactly what I mean," he whispered back, lightly smiling.
"Should I stop?" I suggested, but he shook his head and I continued to run my hands all over his body as Tina watched.
For the rest of the shoot, Tina didn't hold back on complimenting Blaine at any given opportunity, which I knew was her annoyance from my Baby Oil stint at the beginning. She had suggested he posed with Sam for the august shoot, though that idea quickly went away when Sam had gone into full-fitness diva mode and stormed off to lift some weights. Before I could follow him, Blaine had already been heading his way.
Following Blaine's intervention for Sam which had been recording a short video about how Sam was my first friend I made at the school and having Artie back in the shoot, we were selling the Calenders rapidly, even holding a signing session in the Glee Club. I purposely had lined up, receiving an 'Us blondes stick together' from Sam just before I got to Blaine.
He looked up at me, smirking, as I flicked to the first page of the book, "Make it good, I plan on selling this on the internet when you're famous."
