A/N Alright here's the first chapter. This is going to be all about Kurt's time with the Warblers. In this version he didn't meet Blaine beforehand, but everything else did happen. Although it's mostly about Kurt and Blaine I've also made complete background stories for Jeff, Nick, Thad, and Trent and they're all going to have an important part in this fanfic. If you guys like what I did with those warblers I might add more as I go along. I have the idea for the whole story and detailed plans for the first 3 chaps so as long as there is a positive response this story should be pretty long. Also I didn't add lyric and details for "Teenage Dream" because we've all seen it but I will for future songs

Disclamer: I don't own glee :(

Chapter 1: Fitting In

Kurt took a deep breath as he gazed down the seemingly endless halls of Dalton Academy. It was his first day at his new school, and to say he was nervous was a bit of an understatement. He hadn't left his old school, McKinley, completely voluntarily, but Dalton was the only place he knew he could be safe from his bullies. He was especially disappointed that he had left only a week before his Glee club's sectionals. He had no choice though.

Kurt looked down at the letter in his hand. According to it, his dorm was in the West Wing and his roommate would be Blaine Anderson, who was also supposed to help him through the transition. This wasn't particularly helpful seeing as Kurt had no idea where the West Wing was. He walked up to a small group of boys, "Um, sorry, but could you tell me where the West Wing is?" he asked tentatively.

"I would suggest going west," a round faced boy commented snidely. Kurt felt his face turning red and was about to turn away. Nothing had changed.

"Don't listen to Trent," one of the other boys said kindly, "It's just up those stairs and to the left," he said pointing Kurt in the right direction.

Kurt thanked the boy and quickly set off up the stairs. When he finally found his room number, he slowly opened the door and peeked in. When he saw the room was empty, he stepped all the way in. It was a large room, but so was everything else in Dalton it seemed. One side, which he assumed was his own, was made up neatly and was mostly undecorated. The other side, which must be Blaine's, was another story. Music sheets were scattered across the bed, where a guitar also rested. A keyboard was set up in the corner of his room, next to an extremely messy pile of books. The walls were a collage of photographs. Most of the photos were of the same group of boys, some of whom he recognized from the group that helped him find his dorm, all dressed in the Dalton blazers. There were a few pictures of other people. Kurt laughed to himself when he noticed several large Harry Potter poster also on the wall amount the pictures.

"Kurt Hummel?" a voice asked from behind Kurt. Kurt spun around to see a blazer clad boy leaning against a doorframe. He was very short, shorter than Kurt, and had dark hair that was held down with an impressive amount of gel. The boy had gorgeous hazel eyes, that, for a moment, took Kurt's breath away, and a warm smile. "I'm Blaine Anderson, your roommate."

"Oh, hi, sorry about looking at your pictures," Kurt said, a little flustered.

"No problem," the shorter boy laughed, "I see you've discovered my Harry Potter posters," he said flashing Kurt a quick disarming smile.

"Yes, not exactly what I expected to find in a teenage boy's room," Kurt said teasingly, regaining his composure.

"What can I say, I'm a bit of a nerd," Blaine said, winking and causing Kurt to laugh, something the curly haired boy definitely wouldn't mind hearing again. "Well if you're done making fun of my poster choice," he said jokingly, "we should probably go down to breakfast, you've got a long day ahead of you," Blaine said opening the door for Kurt.

The two boys went downstairs to the meal hall, where Blaine led them to a group of boys, some of them being the same boys Kurt had met that morning. Blaine sat down, and motioned for Kurt to sit next to him. "Hey guys, this is the new kid, Kurt," Blaine said.

"Kurt this is Jeff," a pale blonde boy waved, smiling mischievously, "Nick," the shorter, brunette boy next to Jeff smiled shyly, "Trent," the round faced boy from the morning merely sniffed looking up briefly at Kurt before turning back to his book, "David," an African American boy grinned and waved, "Wes," the boy next to David smiled, "and Thad," the boy that had helped Kurt earlier nodded and smiled. Kurt felt slightly overwhelmed trying to keep the names straight in his head but smiled and nodded at each of the boys.

They all ate breakfast, chatting happily with each other. "So, Kurt, where'd you go to school before this," Jeff asked.

"McKinley," Kurt responded. Wes' head immediately snapped up, causing Kurt to jump.

"McKinley, as in home of the New Directions?" he asked staring intently at the new kid.

"Ummm.. Yeah," Kurt said nervously.

"Leave the poor boy alone, Wes, it's his first day, he doesn't need to hear your insanity," Blaine said, reaching across the table and light smacking Wes around the head.

"Hey I don't want to lose in Sectionals again this year," Wes said returning to his breakfast.

"Glee club stuff," Blaine explained to Kurt.

"Oh I was actually in the New Directions at McKinley," Kurt said, at this all of the heads at the table turned toward him, and even Blaine raised his eyebrows surprised. Wes opened his mouth to speak again, but closed it at the glare he received from Blaine.

"Well we'd love to have you come an audition for the Warblers of you'd like," David offered, "We're all in Glee,"

"I'd like that very much," Kurt said smiling brightly.

"First of all you've got to go to your classes," Blaine said, reaching into his bag and pulling out a sheet of paper, "Here's your schedule," he said handing it to Kurt.

Kurt scanned over it. First period he had Calculus, second English 3, third Physics, and fourth French 3. "You've got first period with me, Jeff, and Nick, second with Nick, third with Jeff and Nick, and fourth with me and Trent," Blaine said.

"Speaking of classes," Thad said, you guys should probably get going, "Calculus is like on the other side of the building."

Blaine glanced at his watch, "Crap you're right. Kurt, Jeff, Nick, are you guys ready to go?" he asked.

The three boys nodded, getting up from the table, and they set off to class together. Jeff and Nick entwined their fingers as they walked, smiling softly at each other. Kurt could help but walk slightly behind them and stare. He had never seen anything like it. If a gay couple were to walk hand in hand down the halls of McKinley, they wouldn't make it to class without being slushied or thrown into a locker. Maybe here he finally could be happy.

Blaine glanced at Kurt, who had fallen a little behind him, Jeff, and Nick. He saw the taller boy looking hopefully at Jeff and Nick, and Blaine's suspicions were confirmed. Kurt Hummel was definitely gay, but he couldn't understand why that made him happy. Maybe it was just nice to know another kid like himself. Kurt caught his eye and smiled, that smile was going to take Blaine some getting used to, hurrying to catch up.

When they finally arrived at their Calculus class, the boys found their seats. Kurt sat next to Blaine and Jeff and Nick sat behind them. Kurt paid close attention the whole class, wanting to get of to a good start at his new school. When class was over, Kurt had received a mountain of homework that was more than he had ever received at McKinley. The rest of his classes were no different, a lot of information, and a lot of homework. By the end of the day, Kurt was exhausted.

He walked out of his French class with Blaine, "So," the shorter boy said, "I know you have a ton of homework, but you've had a tough enough day already. If you'd rather come to Warbler practice feel free, and then we could talk about getting you an audition," Blaine suggested.

"That sounds like way more fun than homework," Kurt agreed.

"Awesome! It's settled then. C'mon Kurt practice starts in about twenty minutes," Blaine said smiling, grabbing Kurt's wrist , and practically dragging him down the hall.

Kurt couldn't help but tense up at the other boys touch, seeing as the last time a boy his age had grabbed him it had only been to cause harm. Blaine quickly released the other boy's wrist and blushed looking down at his feet, "Sorry, I didn't mean too-"

"You don't have to apologize Blaine. It's just that I'm not used to guys touching me unless they're about to throw me into a locker or dumpster," Kurt said, smiling bitterly.

Blaine looked at him knowingly, he had been the same way, "I know what you mean Kurt. It takes some getting used to," he said gazing into Kurt's piercing glasz eyes. "Well we should probably get going. Wes, David, and Thad hate it when people are late." Blaine said, walking down the hall. Kurt followed after Blaine.

"Wait, why do they care?" he asked.

"They're the council, kind of like other Glee club's directors. We elect three members, usually seniors, and they choose our soloists, set lists, and those sort of things. We all get a vote though," Blaine explained.

That definitely sounded better than the only person having a say being Rachel Berry like in New Directions. As they got closer to the choir room, the hall seemed to get more and more crowded, "Geez, where's the fire?" Kurt asked as a boy bumped into him in his rush.

Blaine laughed, "Well the Warblers are practicing our set list for Sectionals and the school kind of goes crazy when we have a performance," he explained.

Kurt just stared at him wide-eyed, "You mean they don't throw food or shoes at you?" he asked incredulously.

Blaine gave him a weird look at this comment, "No, why would they do that?"

"Well let's just say the New Directions were considered far from cool at McKinley," Kurt said. Blaine looked at him sadly and made to put an arm on Kurt's shoulder to show support, but seemed to think better of it.

Eventually reached the choir room, which by this time was quite full. Kurt found a place to stand near the doorway, while Blaine and the rest of the Warblers set up for their performance. The music started, and Kurt recognized the tune of Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream". He was surprised as Blaine took center stage, and Gaga, Blaine could sing. Kurt had never heard anything quite like it, his ability definitely rivaled Rachel's. Kurt was most surprised though that Blaine seemed to be singing to him. Kurt blushed a little, but couldn't help but laugh and smile with the rest of the Dalton students at the outstanding performance.

Wes went through the motions of the song without really thinking about it. He knew this performance backwards and this was only a practice anyways. He was far more distracted by Blaine. Blaine's performances were always amazing, but he hadn't performed like this since last year. Then he had put up the walls. Blaine had changed, and Wes had been afraid he would never be himself again, but right now, singing to Kurt, Wes could just glimpse the Blaine he had known. Maybe, just maybe, Kurt could save Blaine.

When the song finished, Kurt clapped enthusiastically, beaming at the boys on the Warblers that he knew, trying not to over think the fact that Blaine had sung that song to him when they had only just met.

Eventually Wes, David, and Thad managed to regain control of the room, sending everybody who wasn't a Warbler, except Kurt, out.

"Okay everybody," David said, sitting behind the council table, "that was definitely our best performance of that song. Great job Blaine. Now for our second song, we've decided on "Hey Soul Sister". Does anybody protest?" when nobody spoke up, David continued, "Blaine, would you be willing to take the solo?"

"Sure," Blaine replied.

"If there aren't any objections I'd like to move on to our next order of buisness," Thad said, motioning for Kurt to step forward, "This is Kurt Hummel. He transferred here from McKinley, where he was in the New Directions, our competition for Sectionals. We will be giving him an audition on Thursday. So everybody had better be here a prepared to vote. That's all for today. See you all tomorrow."

With that, the Warblers slowly began to disperse, chatting amongst each other, some of them introducing themselves to Kurt. Kurt went up to Jeff, "What did Thad mean 'ready to vote'?" he asked.

"Oh, it's just that you sing your audition song and we vote on whether or not you stay. So I suggest you be particularly nice to me, I'm pretty picky," Jeff replied with an evil grin. Kurt immediately paled, panicking at the idea. "Hey I'm just kidding. I'm sure you'll do fine, and if you don't get in I promise to poison all their food," Jeff reassured Kurt, who didn't find this to be particularly reassuring.

"Awww Jeff, stop scaring Kurt," Nick said, coming up and kissing his boyfriend's cheek, "trust me Kurt, you'll be great. I haven't heard of their being any weak links on New Directions and you guys got to Regionals last year whereas we didn't make it past Sectionals, granted we were up against Vocal Adrenaline," Nick said, wrapping an arm around Jeff's waist, "Anyways c'mon down to dinner with us. Blaine is gonna have to talk about the new song with the council." he offered.

"Alright," Kurt said, glancing back at Blaine, who was sure enough talking to the council, before following the boys to the dining hall.

Kurt, Jeff, and Nick sat where they had that morning. Trent was waiting for them and quickly fell into a conversation about homework with Nick. "So what were the New Directions like?" Jeff asked Kurt as he piled food onto his plate.

Kurt smiled fondly to himself, "Completely crazy. I don't think a week went by without somebody breaking up with somebody else. There was way too much drama to keep up with, but we were a family. We were always there for each other, and love each other," he said.

"I know what you mean," Jeff said, "It's kinda the way we feel about the Warblers."

Kurt had just started eating, when Wes came storming down to their table, Blaine, Thad, and David trailing behind him, "Alright, who stole my gavel?" he snarled. Nick and Trent just shrugged, Jeff glanced around innocently, and Kurt just stared open mouthed.

"I know one of you did it," Wes said glaring at them.

"I thought I saw Flint with it earlier, but I bet he was just polishing it for you or something," Jeff said, smiling up at Wes.

"If Flint has even scratched my gavel, he will be cleaning the choir room for a month," Wes swore, leaving them to find Flint.

When he was out of earshot, Blaine sat beside Kurt and turned to Jeff, "I know you took it. What'd you do with it?"

"Well let's just say I'm sure Pavarotti will love his new toy," Jeff replied winking at Kurt who had to work to stop himself from laughing.

"You are impossible," Blaine said, shaking his head and helping himself to some salad, "I honestly don't understand how Nick can put up with me."

"Nick looooves me," Jeff said kissing his boyfriend's cheek.

"Says you," Nick teased, "I simply tolerate you," Jeff pretended to pout, but couldn't help but smile when Nick rested his head on the taller boy's shoulder.

Kurt smiled at the two boys. The rest of the meal was fairly uneventful by the Warbler's standards, Jeff snuck an unhealthy amount of hot sauce into Trent's meal and the boy quickly left to the bathroom and Thad accidentally broke three cups. Kurt had started to feel his eyelids grow heavy, when Blaine prodded him gently, "Ready for bed?" he asked smiling at the tired boy. Kurt nodded returning the smile, and the two boys said goodbye to their friends and walked up to their dorm together.

When they go to their room, both the boys flopped onto their beds exhausted. Blaine rolled onto his side to look at the brunette boy, "So how was your first day at Dalton,"

Kurt looked up, "Tiring, but good," Kurt responded, "Everybody seems really nice. I mean I think I'll have to watch out for Jeff, Wes is weirdly obsessed with his gavel, and you have way too many Harry Potter posters on your wall," Blaine rolled his eyes dramatically at this, "but the world would be boring if everyone was normal. New Directions may be crazy, but I think the Warblers have a crazy all of their own."

Blaine laughed, "Well if it's any credit to how crazy you are, you seem to be fitting in just fine Mr 'I'm-so-normal-but-somehow-hate-Harry-Potter'."Blaine quickly had to duck the pillow Kurt launched at his head.

"You are ridiculous," Kurt giggled curling up on his bed.

Blaine laid on his bed in silence for a few minutes before whispering, "Im really glad you're here Kurt," but when he looked up, Blaine saw that the other boy was asleep. He smiled to himself before drifting off to sleep. Yes Kurt Hummel was going to fit in just fine.