Okay I know I said in my page that this account would be strictly Jonas but I couldn't resist the sudden inspiration (not that anyone's been reading my other fic).

Also. I DO NOT OR WILL EVER OWN DALTON AND BY EXTENSION GLEE.

All chapters would be using SOME of CP's original work. Once again I would like to stress that I do not claim some of the storylines, the characters and whatever else there is in the Daltonverse. And I specifically asked CP if I could make the story, and she said yes (I flailed. That message would seriously stay in my ask box til the day I die). I have been allowed to use the work.

REVIEWS ARE ACCEPTED. I need reviews to live. LOL Just kidding, I've already made thirteen chapters of this story. I'm going to post a new chapter every week. I don't know which day of the week but it'll be every week. I'm almost done anyway. I don't think it'll reach a twentieth chapter... I THINK it won't...

Anyway, that's it. Enjoy the chapter! Chapter two is next week!

Love Lots

The lovely smell of books along with the smell of rain, two of his favourite smells wafted up Derek Breaker's senses as he entered the store. He also took the rain as an opportunity to wear one of the many coats he had. He loved coats. "Good morning, Mr. Breaker." Heinz the guard said as he entered. Derek comes here almost every day if he can. Since it's summer break, he's been visiting nonstop. Not that his parents minded, they owned Breaking Bookstore. His parents were total book enthusiasts and he was also gleeful that his mother bore him. It didn't hurt that it was one of the biggest book franchises in America.

"Good morning, Heinz, where's Candace?" He smiled.

"Out back, taking inventory." Heinz pointed and Derek went to the back with determination. As he entered the dark stock room, he found a dark ponytail bobbing through the stacks.

"Oi! Candy!"

"Stop calling me that!" Candace glared from behind a book. "How many times do I have to tell you?"

"One million."

"Pretty sure I've said it a million times." She scowled and jutted something down on her clipboard.

"Nope, you said it one hundred thousand six hundred forty one times." Derek raised his eyebrow, revelling in his victory when Candace's jaw dropped down.

"You counted?" Derek nodded. "You're a freak, you know that?"

Derek raised his hands up and twirled on one foot. "Indubitably." Candace laughed. "Any new good books for me today, Candace? Anything that feels like me?"

She smiled knowingly. "Wouldn't you want to know."

"But Candace!" He whined. "I'm too lazy to walk around the store for that."

"Shut up, I've seen you do it a thousand times." She rolled her eyes and continued at her inventory, looking down at the J section.

"That's only because you won't tell me and I'm forced to look for them." And he placed the back of his hand to his tilted head and posed in the silence. "Poor little ol' me!"

"You have to learn the ropes, Heiress," She smirked and he glared at her. After the whole "Candy" incident one hundred thousand six hundred forty one "Stop calling me that's" earlier, she started calling him Heiress just to spite him. "You're taking over the business soon."

"How old do you think my parents are?" She just laughed.

"Just learn how this works, look for the books yourself. Or better yet! You can help me here. I need a big strong man to help me lift the boxes of new books." She batted her eyelashes and they laughed loudly.

"No thanks. Go bat your eyes at Sam; he'll fall for your eyes." He turned and left to look for books.

"The eye batting, works on every straight man." She called.

"Thank goodness I'm not part of that species!"

"By the way, the new Glee CD you wanted came in stock today! I saw them." Derek's eyes lit up and it took almost all of him not to run for the top floor (where the CD's, Audiobooks, cook books, self-help books, and the Starbucks resided).

"Thank you for sharing!" He smiled over his shoulder. He couldn't wait to get the CD, he didn't get the first few copies but hey, at least he'll get one. His mind wandered as he walked towards the elevator and surprisingly it wandered to Dalton. It was one of the greatest fanfiction he's read on the internet and he sorely hoped that CP Coulter would become so successful and have her own book that she'll come to Breaking Books and he'll get to meet her. CP was almost done with it, just a few more chapters and it's over.

The elevator opened immediately and he pressed the topmost button and waited with his thoughts filling with Dalton and the new Glee CD he was about to buy with his allowance and discount card.

When the doors opened he wasn't looking at the vast room with books, but just a dark room. It was empty and he looked at the glowing button. He scoffed; he had pressed the 5 button instead of the 4. "I don't get why they don't fill this part up, it's just taking space." Derek muttered to himself and pressed the four. The doors wouldn't close and he pressed it multiple times until the elevator began to rumble.

Derek stopped breathing and moving. He's always had this fear that every time he was on an elevator the cable would break and he would plummet to his doom. Every. Time. He pressed the 4 tentatively, this time and the doors closed. He sighed in relief but the elevator rumbled again and he clutched the rails on the side of box. "Crap, crap crap crap crap crap crap crap." He muttered as it went down quivering. The lights went out and a strangled whimper came from him and just sat there in the darkness.

Finally the elevator stopped moving and everything was dead silent. And then, it opened. I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore… Derek thought to himself when he was met with a lavish condominium that clearly wasn't part of the bookstore. There was a sound of people eating right across and he got out of the elevator. Why does this seem weirdly familiar?

"About the party…" Someone said.

"Don't we have to explain to Alice?"

"Explain to me what?" Derek gasped loudly. Kurt… Alice… Shit, no, I must be dreaming. I must've tripped over something and went into a coma. There were fumes in that elevator and I passed out. This can't be happening.

That's the only when Derek noticed that it was quiet in the apartment. "What was that?" Someone asked, he didn't recognize the voice.

"Let me get my crossbow."

"No need!" A blond boy said smiling at Derek. Ethan? Evan? "It's just Derek."

"Derek! I knew you'd make it!" Reed stood up from the dining table and ran towards him and tripped in the process. Derek ran towards Reed on the floor and helped him up. It was good to see Reed's face; Derek's been having a hard time trying to put a concrete face to the clumsy boy. "I'm sure you got my message!" He said happily. "Did you text everyone from Hanover about the party?" So I'm from Hanover, cool. I wonder what secrets I'm supposed to know… Alright Derek, since you're obviously delusional, or maybe crazy, play along. Everything's awesome anyway.

"Sure did!" He hoped he did, he'll check his phone later. "This is going to be an awesome New Year party!"

The Tweedles cheered with him and he had to say, they were more attractive in person. Reed led by the hand towards the dining hall, where he found Shane muttering something to Blaine. Shane shot a glance at Derek, making Derek unhand Reed's hand. Remember, Shane's a little… protective of the Dormouse. Dwight was glaring at him for some reason.

"Hi, I don't believe we've met properly," It took all of him not to fanboy over the place. He was in Dalton, albeit he might be crazy, but he's in Dalton! Just in time for the New Year. "I'm Kurt Hummel." They shook hands and Derek blushed.

"Oh, I've heard about you, Mr. Hummel." He was allowed to smile widely though, right? There's nothing in the rules that says anything about smiling. He wondered if CP could hear him. Like sense a disturbance in the force. "I'm Derek Breaker." Evan pulled out a chair for Derek and he sat beside Kurt. This is Chris Colfer, or at least as close as I could get. And oh, my God, that's kind of Darren Criss!

"So, Hanover boy, what's it like there?" Before Derek could answer with his knowledge from the Weebly website, the Tweedles spoke up about the New Year party. Derek knew the story, from the decorations to the sweet Rane moment during the ball drop to the CP Klaine kiss.

"And then you get to kiss anyone. Anyone you like. And you will never know who it is." Derek was trying to get a look from the Tweedles (I shall flirt with them mercilessly!), he's always liked them the most (and imagine his surprise when they winked at him), save Reed but he's taken by Shane. Speaking of the two, Derek couldn't help but admire them at the moment. I can see the love, he thought giddily.

While they were getting settled, Derek was surprised when the twins give him his suitcase when he didn't pack anything. "Your room's this one." Ethan said. "Enjoy your stay." His twin winked at him and Derek was turning into a bright shade of red.

"Everything is perfect and nothing hurt!" He announced as he flopped into the bed. I must've died, and I'm actually in heaven. He checked his phone and he actually did send a bunch of texts to people. Hanover people. And got some replies. He scrolled idly through his contacts and almost screeched when he saw Julian Larson's number. He checked the eBooks in his phone and lo and behold! The Dalton book was still there! "Thank God I downloaded you last night!" He kissed the phone and went to chapter 14. The next thing on the list was the Radio City concert. He continued checking his phone, finding his parent's numbers and some of his friends. So I'm still friends with Mark, Ellie, Lorraine and Kelly… Oh look, there's Candace!

Suddenly Derek found himself pressed against the wall, and not in the way he liked. "Who are you?" It was Dwight and he was holding his holy water sprayer near Derek's face. "What are you?" He knew? Everyone else seemed to know Derek… Dwight must really have some sort powers.

"I mean no harm! I just – you can spray me with your bottle, and throw some salt on me! I come in peace! Don't shoot me with your crossbow!" Dwight's grip loosened as he sprayed some water on Derek's cheek.

"Okay, I trust you… for now. I don't know where you came from; I don't know how anybody knows you. It's weird, even for me. I'll be watching, Derek, if that's really your name."

"It's my name." He commented nervously, like it would help his situation. Dwight stalked outside and Reed was looking at him leave.

"Hey!" Reed went in. "What's up with Dwight?"

"Oh hey! It's nothing, he just wanted to talk for a bit" Derek said casually, even though he was scared that Dwight might make him go away. "Where's Shane?"

"He's – uh, he's, he's outside." Reed looked.

"I see…"

"Right… How's your parents, Mom asked me to ask you." Derek raised his eyebrows, their parents we friends. That meant he had to be friends with his favourite character!

"Oh, my parents!" He had no idea what they did or what they were doing. "They're… great! Fabulous!"

Reed smiled and the answer seemed to suffice. "Awesome. Tell them my mom said hi."

"I'll hop to it!" Derek chuckled. "So, why don't you invite Shane in? The room has a T.V., bet it has a thousand channels. Let's watch before –" Derek stopped himself before he said anything else, should he know about Blaine's gift? Would Reed tell him? Ah, screw it. "Before we go spy on Alice and the Rabbit."

"Oh you know about that too?"

"Pft, who doesn't?" Derek said, trying to sound nonchalant, even though he was very chalant.

"Hmm." Reed smiled and stood up to let Shane in. He was taller than Derek thought he was. "Shane, this is Derek Breaker, Derek this is Shane Anderson, Blaine's brother."

"Hi!" Derek stood up from the bed and they shook hands. "Very pleased to meet you. Very pleased." He looked up at Shane and then to Reed. This is so awesome, it almost actually hurts.

They watched T.V. until Wes came and told them it was time to spy, since the pair left the condominium a few minutes ago. Derek's only been to New York for a couple of times and this third time was the best one yet.

Watching Kurt and Blaine singing in Radio City was better live than the way he imagined it. He was first to clap. I didn't know how he was from Hanover but it didn't matter. If this was a dream, he wanted to reach the end. He didn't want this to end yet. He wanted to stay there forever… Or at least until the end…

"Encore!" Reed shouted. Derek joined in. "Encore, encore!"

Derek found it funny that the next song Kurt sang was "As If We Never Said Goodbye". The boys looked at him while he tried to supress giggles and hoped that Kurt wasn't mad at the distraction.