Chapter 1: Introduction
Kurt sighs, walking through the halls of Dalton for the first time, as a student anyway.
"'S there a problem new kid?" Blaine asks smiling at Kurt. Kurt feels a faint blush dust his cheeks as he recalls Blaine fixing his collar and reprimanding him for forgetting a jacket he didn't have. He had called him 'new kid.'
"Yeah. I mean-I guess... I mean- I'm not so sure about dorming here, I mean, it's better than paying for a cab or something, but... I'm missing home already." Kurt pulls his satchel's strap closer to his collar.
"You'll be fine... I'll walk you to your first class." Blaine smiles cheerily. Kurt doesn't understand how some could be so chipper in the morning, he wasn't a grouchy person in the morning, but he wasn't like Blaine in the morning! That's for sure.
"I have history first." Kurt tells Blaine, who is sliding down the stairway's banister to the ground floor. "You're going to get yourself hurt doing that, in case you want to know."
"No I'm not!" Blaine says, cheerily sliding off the banister. "There are people in our dorm in that class with us in that class." Kurt rolls his eyes, Blaine had put up a large argument about Kurt needing to be in his dorm. There are four dormitories. Reilly and Gambledon, two which Kurt didn't know to much about, Porthaven the one Kurt was about to be placed in, and Hastings, the one Kurt is in now.
"Hello?" Blaine asks, nudging at Kurt, "you didn't hear anything I said did you?" Blaine asks smirking a bit.
"No, sorry, my brain was taking a vacation..." Kurt half-smiles back.
"I was asking if you were going to be okay this hour, because I need to talk to the Warbler's director." Blaine restates.
"Oh. Yeah. I'll be A-okay. I promise." Kurt nods and turns to enter.
"Riley! Keep track of Kurt for me will you?" Blaine is talking to a boy taller than him who is jogging to the scene.
The boy, Riley, has curly, ginger hair and a pale complexion that lights up his hair. His frame is slight, and his uniform needs proper tailoring. Kurt smiles politely at the boy.
"Bye Blaine." Kurt murmurs, and grabs the cuff of his opposite hand's sleeve.
"Well, I'm in charge of you now. You have history?" Riley gestures to the door in front of him.
"Yeah," Kurt smiles and Riley opens the door for him, "thanks!" Kurt sighs when he walks in and doesn't see Mercedes, but finds a seat in the back and quickly vacates to it. Kurt doodles leisurely on his notebook, hearing everything his professor is saying, but he gets bored quickly for he had studied this at McKinley.
"... Now who can name the mistress who was the first killed during the Salem Witch Trials?" Kurt starts to pay attention, for this is something he doesn't know. Then the bell rings, and people start to file out.
"I want to know who it was tomorrow Mr. Phillips!" Kurt's professor shouts out the door, "oh, hello Mr. Hummel, are you liking Dalton?" There is a look in the professor's eyes that Kurt finds as a warning of some sort. Oh for the love of Gaga, please let this just be nerves! Kurt sends a silent plea to any one who listens, though he doesn't think any one does.
"... I-it's my first class..." Kurt replies edging toward the door.
"Yeah, yeah, what's your next class?" His professor leers at him and leans closer to Kurt.
"Come on, Kurt... You're gonna be late for your next class," Riley says, walking up to him from where he had been packing his things.
"Oh yeah. Thanks Riley. Could you show me where"-Kurt looks at his paper-"Lit is?"
"Sure, that's on the way to math." Riley smiles and leads Kurt to his next class. Kurt sighs and takes his notes neatly and he finds that class is flying by and soon its the end of the day and he's in his room staring at a pile of homework.
"Greetings from the students of Dalton," Blaine smiles and walks in with Riley trailing behind him silently, "I see they weren't light on the homework." Blaine pulls up a chair and sits next to Kurt, and Riley does the same.
"Need help?" Riley asks cheerily, so he is an evening person.
"Yeah. Do you understand the science homework?" Kurt had finished the Lit and algebra in class, but science got him every time.
"Not good enough to explain." Blaine shrugs standing and replacing the chair, "I'll be downstairs with Wes, David, and Brendyn."
"Okay." Kurt says nodding, but not knowing who the third boy is.
"I can help!" Riley smiles.
"Great! Now.. how do you do number four?" Kurt asks.
Blaine races down the stairs, not using the banister.
"Blaine? Are you okay?" Brendyn looks up from the Xbox, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Brendyn is what you would call 'geek chic.' His glasses, which are prescription, are too large for his face and thickly rimmed. He only wears his Dalton jacket to class and is more commonly found in his white shirt and tie with, of course, the slacks. His hair is dark black and it looks stark against his pale peach skin.
David had been reading a book next to Wes, who was playing Xbox as well, but looked up and gave Blaine a 'wth' look as he raced over.
"What? Nothing! I'm fine." Blaine assures as he sits down next to Brendyn and nabs a controller.
"Dude, you normally sit on the couch, what's up." Brendyn points out.
"Kurt met Riley." Blaine says, letting his head fall into his hands.
"Why wasn't he put in Reilly? I mean, really, that's where all the nuisances go." Brendyn asks.
"Kurt. Is. Doing. His. Homework. With. The. Nuisance." Blaine snarls through gritted teeth.
"That's nothing to call a fellow warbler." David says quietly as Kurt and Riley make their way down the stairs.
"You know, I thought I was going to be the only kid listening to Lady Gaga." Riley beams as they turn to go down the stairs.
"Oh no, I honestly thought I was going to be the only one listening to her. Most of the Warblers strike me as Classic Rockers, maybe some Pops, but not a lot, definitely not adventurous enough for Lady Gaga." Kurt smiles and starts down the stairs rapidly.
"No, well, yeah, you were right... but... I'm into Lady Gaga." Riley is lying, but Kurt doesn't know that, Riley is very cunning.
"Ugh..." Blaine murmurs, it was going to be terribly hard to keep Kurt away from Riley if Riley likes Lady Gaga. Good thing that Riley was transferring to a different dorm, one that suits him better, Reilly. "Hey Kurt, did you finish your schoolwork?" Blaine smiles as Kurt sits next to him. Brendyn braces himself for Riley, but Riley just pulls up a chair and sits.
"Yes, father dear, now would you like me to wash the dishes?" Kurt asks sarcastically. Riley laughs.
"This is Brendyn." Blaine points at the boy next to him.
"Hi, I'm Kurt." Kurt beams, tiredly.
"I'm well aware." Brendyn smiles as the large clock above the hearth chimes.
"Lights out." Wes says turning off the Xbox.
"See you tomorrow!" Kurt smiles sleepily and heads up the stairs behind Riley.
Kurt is in his pajamas and falls into bed, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. Kurt's phone blings and he groans, stretching to get it.
Stay away from Riley, please. -B
Why? -K
Because. -B
Kurt sighs exasperatedly at this.
Because- why? -K
Blaine's forehead scrunches together as he contemplates an acceptable answer for Kurt.
Hes not as he appears, will xplain l8r -B
Watevs, Im tiredd and by the way u r txting u r 2 good nite. -K
Good night, Kurt. -B
Kurt growls at his cell phone and lays it on his bedside table to fall into a fitful sleep.
EDIT/ I changed wording I grew uncomfortable with and fixed grammatical errors, I hope you enjoyed this. Oh! Second chapter should be out soon (finally) and then this fanfiction will probably be on an almost-hiatus during the school year, but I'll try as hard as I can to keep writing this :D
-Rose Sanders