Part 1
Blaine and Kurt were walking towards the dorms to get their room-arrangements from the dorm prefect. This year it would be David who, like them, was a junior. Kurt had come to Dalton last year after being badly bullied at his old school McKinley high. The bully later became "nice" and Kurt's old Glee Club tried to get him to come back. But Kurt had been dating Blaine for a while and had become much better friends with his new Glee Club, the Warblers. They always stuck up for him and made sure he felt loved and safe. They were much better friends than the New Directions had ever been and since Kurt got a fulltime scholarship to the school… well the choice was easy.
"Hi David", Blaine said as they got to their dorm. "Do you have Kurt and my room?"
"I have Kurt's room and yours", David said with an apologetic smile.
"Wait", Kurt asked. "You mean Blaine and I aren't roomed together?"
"Afraid not", David said and sighed. "Kurt you're rooming with Trent in room 206 and Blaine you got room…" David trailed off and his eyes widened.
"I got", Blaine urged on. "Come on Davi don't leave me hanging here."
"Room 213", David said and everyone around them gasped and stared at David. Blaine felt his eyes widened, in fear.
"What?!" he yelled and took the list. "There must be a mistake!" He scanned it for his name and saw it, room 213 was written beside it.
"I don't get it", Kurt said confused. "What's so wrong with room 213?"
"It's haunted", Nick hissed from behind him and Kurt jumped, not even knowing he had been there.
"Haunted", Kurt asked.
"Something happened up there", Nick said and all boys looked up at a dark window, visible from the door to the dorm building. It looked cold and lifeless and… foreboding. "Something terrible."
"What happened", Kurt asked, he'd never heard this before.
"All new students gather round", David called. "You need to hear this too." All eyes turned to him and David softly started to sing:
There was an Asian student here
And he went missing
A proper student and a child,
But the ghosts got to him.
And he went missing..
"No one remembers what his name was", Nick whispered. "No one."
"What happened to him", Kurt asked and stopped himself from pointing out that David stole the melody from Sweeney Todd.
"No one knows", Blaine said and shuddered. "He went into the room and never came back… some say he was murdered and that his body was left underneath the floorboards. Some say he ran away. Some say ghosts took him and dragged him to hell. Others say angels took him to heaven to stop his suffering. The thing is that the boy went into that room one day and never came back."
Kurt felt a chill go up his spine and all eyes were drawn to that window.
"A few times a boy's gotten that room to stay in", David said. "Sometimes two of them… and they've all gone crazy."
"Why", a freshman asked.
"Because there is someone or something in there", Jeff hissed. "They spoke of a boy appearing and disappearing, coming out of the wall and going into it again!"
"A ghost?" Kurt asked, thinking of the part about the boy being murdered and put underneath the floorboards.
"Probably…" Nick said and everything was quiet.
"Well good luck Blaine", Jeff said and patted his back. "It was good to know ya."
"T-thanks", Blaine stuttered.
"You know", Thad said. "I have no roomy right David?"
"Yeah", David said and grinned. "Just go to Carmichael Blaine and ask if he can change your room."
"Yeah", Blaine said and grinned. "I'll do that! See you later guys!"
He left his bags by the door and ran towards the main building. No one noticed the shadow in the window of room 213.
"Come in", Carmichael said when there was a knock on his door. In came a short young man with so much gel in his hair that it could not be healthy. He had hazel eyes and a nervous look on his face. Carmichael smiled.
"What can I help you with Blaine", he asked and put his pencil aside. Blaine walked up to the desk and sat in the chair in front of it.
"It's", he began. "About my dorm room sir."
"Is something broken or missing", Carmichael asked and took out the book where he wrote down damages that had to be fixed. "Broken pipes? Water damage? Mold?"
"N-no sir nothing like that", Blaine stuttered.
"Oh", Carmichael asked and closed the book and looked at Blaine curiously. "Then what is the matter Blaine?"
"Can… can I switch rooms?" the teen looked nervous and Carmichael's brow furrowed.
"Why", he asked kindly.
"Thad said he has no roomy so I-"
"Actually he does Blaine", Carmichael said calmly. "I got a call earlier today that stated that the state's attorney's son Sebastian Smythe will arrive today as well and needs a room. I have already set him up with… I mean I have already roomed him with Mr. Clearwater."
"But sir can't he take my room instead?"
"Blaine, Sebastian is new and requires help to get around the school and he needs to get a friend at the school, he knows no one here."
"So it's better that I room alone in the haunted room?!"
"Ah…" Carmichael chuckled. "So that's what this is about."
"Yes! Sir you can't put me in a haunted room!"
"It is not haunted Blaine."
"It is! People who stay there get crazy!"
"That is just a rumor. The room has not have anyone living there due to water damage and various faults the past years and we've not had enough students to fill it. But now we have and Blaine you will not be alone in there. You will have a roomy."
"I… I will?" Blaine looked confused and a bit nervous. "Who?"
"Oh just a boy that is a bit special."
"Special… how?"
"Well for starters he is very shy and I think you are a better candidate to get him out of his shell."
"But then why don't Sebastian-"
"Sebastian has a bit of a… problem as well. Thad is the perfect person to get him on the right course again, whereas you Blaine can help this young man."
"But-"
"I'm sorry Blaine but it really is the end of the discussion."
"What's his name then?"
The phone rang and Carmichael smiled.
"Sorry Blaine, I really have to take this", he said. "I will see you around."
Blaine nodded, got up and left, feeling a bit low.
When he got to the dorm everyone else was gone, had entered their rooms to unpack most likely. So he took his bags and headed for his new room. He walked slowly, dreading what he would find. The door to room 213 was much darker than all other doors on the floor and the hinges and handle looked much newer or just less worn. Blaine grabbed the handle and pushed the door open. The room looked like any other Dalton room. White walls, two beds, two bookshelves, two desks, a door that lead to a bathroom, a couch and a carpet. It wasn't homey at all since Blaine had not been able to put his things up. He closed the door and sighed, before turning to look at the room again… and jumped. He hadn't noticed the figure that sat on the other bed before. On the other bed sat a young man with black short hair and olive skin. He was writing away in a notebook and had books lying on either side of him.
"Oh great I'm rooming with a nerd", Blaine mumbled and then walked further into the room. He put his bags down but the boy didn't seem to notice him.
"Hi", Blaine said. "I'm Blaine Anderson. You must be my roomy."
The boy didn't answer, nor looked up. Blaine sighed, remembering Carmichael's words about the boy being shy.
"I'll just unpack and head out", he said. "Welcome to Dalton, I think you'll like it here. Everyone is super nice and the classes are amazing. Our teachers are all cool and there are tons of extra activities to do."
No answer.
"I'm in the school's Glee Club, the Warblers and I play football. What do you like to do other than study?"
No answer.
"Suit yourself, just know that I'm here if you need to talk." Blaine unpacked his stuff and put up his posters and pictures. He looked at his roommate's side. There was no pictures, nothing.
'I get a nerd and a bore for a roomy', Blaine thought. 'Lucky me…'
He looked around the room and then felt his phone vibrate. He read the text. The Warblers were going out for pizza.
"Well", he said. "I'm gonna head out with some friends. Feel free to join me."
No answer.
"Or just sit there and study", Blaine said and left, closing the door softly. "This will be a fun year."
He left the dorm and headed downstairs. Inside the room a young man with black hair, olive skin and Asian eyes looked up from his notes. He looked around the empty room. He could've sworn that he felt someone in there with him… but the room was just as bare and empty as before. He shivered and continued to study. He was safe in here… he hoped.
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