Chapter 1: The New Boy

It was a normal day at McKinley High School. The Glee Club members were talking about winning nationals, when a voice came from over head.

"Kurt Hummel, please come to the Principals office... you are not in trouble."

Then there was a click and then silence. Everyone in Glee Club stared at him. Kurt looked at Mr. Shuester.

"Go ahead, Kurt," said Mr. Shue.

He got up and walked out feeling his friends' eyes on the back of his head. He didn't know why he would be called down into Mr. Figgins' office. He said that he wasn't in trouble. So what was it?

As he walked down the deserted hallways, he heard classes in session, muffled sounds of teenagers talking and teachers teaching. Eventually, Kurt got to Mr. Figgins' office. He knocked. A voice came from the other side of the door.

"Come in," answered the voice.

Kurt walked in.

"Oh, Kurt."

"Hello, Ms. Pillsbury."

"Hello, Mr. Figgins' should be here any minute. I was just picking up some stuff."

Then she hurried out the door.

Kurt wandered around the room, looking at all the trophies and yearbooks his principle had. He looked at the pictures of his family. Then Mr. Figgins walked in.

"Ah, Kurt, come sit." Mr. Figgin's gestured toward the chair in front of his desk.

Kurt sat down and looked at Mr. Figgins.

"Why did you call me here?"

"Well, there is a new boy at this school, named Blaine Anderson. He came from the Dalton Academy for Boys."

"And you want me to show him around."

"Yes."

"And may I ask, why me?"

"You are the nicest and most reasonable person at this school. Plus since you are a senior here you know your way around pretty well."

"True. So where is this guy?"

"He should be here any second now."

As if on cue, they heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A shorter boy walked in. His hair was gelled to his head and he wore a red bow tie with a black shirt buttoned all the way. He had on red skinny jeans that didn't reach his ankles and had a messenger bag slung across his shoulder.

"Hello, Mr. Figgins."

"Hello, Blaine. Come and sit."

He sat on the chair next to Kurt's.

"Blaine, this is Kurt Hummel. He will be showing you to your classes."

Blaine turned to Kurt.

"He-" Kurt couldn't finish. When he looked into Blaine's hazel eyes he felt like he was melting.

"Hi..." Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes and they just stayed there like that. Blaine thought that he was looking into an angel's eyes, for the matter.

They were slapped back to reality when Mr. Figgins handed Blaine his schedule.

"Here you go Mr. Anderson."

"Huh?"

"Your schedule."

"Oh. Yeah. Thanks."

"Alright, be on your way now."

Then they both walked out of the office and into the hallway.

"Gimmie your schedule."

"Here," Blaine gave him his schedule and their fingers touched for a fraction of a second. Blaine felt like he was going to hyperventilate.

Then the bell rang and the hallway became crowded with people.

"So, you're a junior?"

"Yeah."

"Huh."

"What?"

"Nothing. Come on, your class is this way."

In Kurt's mind he thought, "He's a little bit short to be a junior, but whatever."

On the way to Blaine's Social Studies class they passed the school's bulletin board. On it was a poster for Glee Club.

"Hey, do you know anything about the school's Glee Club?"

"Yeah, I'm actually in it."

"Oh cool."

"Why? You thinkin' of joining?"

"Well, yeah."

"Well, you shouldn't."

"Why not?"

"Because, everywhere you go you will be slushied."

"Slushied?"

"Yeah. The people on the football team that aren't in the Glee Club hate us for some reason, and buy school slushies and throw them in our faces."

"Yikes."

"Yeah, and happens basically every day."

"Well, I still wanna join."

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you. Are you any good anyway?"

"Well, I was part of my school's Glee Club and I was, like, the head of the Warblers, so I'm guessing I am."

"Oh yeah, I remember you from regional's."

"Yeah. Great job on the original songs."

"Thanks. Well, here we are. Glee Club's having a meeting after school. You should come."

"Okay, I will."

"Cool, well bye."

"Bye."

Kurt then turned around and started to walk to his biology class when-

"Kurt!"

He turned around.

"Yeah, Blaine?"

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"For showing me to my class and for making me feel welcome here."

"No problem."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Then Kurt turned around and walked away. Blaine turned to his class, smiling to himself. He couldn't get Kurt out of his head, and he was okay with that.