Hey Guys! This is my first Dalton Fic. My first Klaine! i hope you enjoy and review so i can improve!
Dalton Academy was a school of excellence. It was known to all that the boys that boarded at the school were gifted acedemically or creatively and showed potential. The tuition was steep but it was worth it. Those who graduated from the school became very successful in their chosen field when they passed to University.
The issue of boarding gave the taught the boys independance, the 'No-bullying Policy' taught acceptance and maturity.
Boys clad in Blue, Red and Grey cluttered the halls, their chattering echoing and their feet tapping as they walked. Usually on a monday the boys would catch up on the previous weekend's events, assignment or hobbies but today was different. Blaine could tell. Usually the short boy would drift down the hallways to be greeted with friendly smiles, high-fives, whoops and pats to the backbut when he had drifted into the hall that monday he found the sight strange. The other boys stood in seperate groups talking in hushed tones.
He was stunned, he was curious, Blaine hadn't seen the other boys so hyped up about something since Dalton's sister school had teamed up with them for the annual school production. The boys had seriously been amused and with it being an all boys' school many hadn't even talked to a girl let alone seen one up close, Blaine chuckled at the thought.
He weaved in an out of the groups to a large Mahogany table in the lobby where he sat on the cushioned couch in front of two boys. One was asian, he was sghort but taller that Blaine hiself with impish features and his black hair spiked, the other was black and even sat down he towered above the two. "Finally! We've been waiting for you!", the asian boy said with a mixture of relief and mock annoyance as he rolled his eyes at Blaine to which the darker boy laughed lightly, "Wes, what's going on here?" at that the two boys leanes forwards with grins from ear to ear quickly looking around as if someone would be eavesdropping before talking.
"Rumor has it a new student has started Dalton!", Was that it? A new student?, "The guy arrived Saturday morning and got moved into Peridot house with us but no one has seen him! He has completly alluded us at every turn and we have no idea what he looks like! what he is like!" Blaine was suddenly interested. A new student that no one has seen, that clearly didn't want to be seen- maybe Wes was exaggerating. The other boy started to talk, "Me and Wes went did some research..." that was it- Bliane was laughing hard. He knew these two too well, "Really David?" Wes and Davis sat back up staright with stern looks and arched eyebrows. It was creepy how the two boys acted so alike.
"Well the Warblers aren't just for entertainment Blaine! Never forget we are secret Ninja!", the poses they pulled sent all three laughing hysterically before David contiued. "The guy has transferred in the middle of the year and the Dean hasn't told anyone anything, not even the prefects!"
At that moment the boys were hushed as a bouy with dusty blonde hair pushed them out of the seats and through the double doors. The follwed and went through another set of double doors to see a group of boys talking insanely loudly. Wes moved the the long table and pulled out his Gavel slamming down three times commanding order.
The boys became quiet. All the boysin the room had golden pins apon the blazers they wore.
"Any new information?", Wes ordered as the boys look the a small boy at the back with jet black hair, dark skin and green eyes. The boy gulped as he looked to the floor and some of the others gave him reassuring pats, "I saw him, only briefly. I couldn't look at him for long, the boys with hhim looked like they would have snapped me in half...", they remained silent as they took in what he had said before another outbreak of shouts occured followed by the constant slams of the Gavel's impact on wood.
Blaine sat and shook his head before standing up and walking away from the room. He had also heard some of them saying that they had heard music, and noises from the room the new boy was dorming at. Others speculated he was a vampire. 'The kid hasn't even started classes yet! they'll see him then'. He heard the bell and shuffled down the hall into his first class, advanced mathematics. The kids staring at the door was unbelievable as they hoped they would catch a glimpse but the door didn't shift.
Many boys became uninterested after a while becoming less convinced that a new kid was walking the halls of Dalton but as that happened Blaine had moved into French class and the door swung open to reveal a tall boy. His skin was pale and unblemished like porcelin, his eyes were a mixture of grey, blue and green but the actual colour was undetermined in the current light. The boy took a breath before sitting at the back and feeling his hair to make sure his chesnut locks were still perfectly coiffed.
The boy hadn't been introduced to the class, it was odd.