So this is set right after Season 1, after Regionals but before Spring Break (or whatever it's called).

This story is gonna be 6 or 7 chapters long.

Disclaimer: I have no claim to anything that belongs to RIB.

Kurt looked around the choir room, unsure of why they'd been summoned there. The confused looks on the faces of the other New Directions members suggested that they didn't know either.

Kurt wasn't overly surprised to see Rachel striding into the room, taking her place in front of the piano. He also wasn't shocked to see Finn following dutifully behind her. Rachel clapped her hands for attention in that officious way that Kurt was sure she'd always had.

'Right,' she told them, when she had everyone's attention, 'I know that Mr Schue said that glee club was done for the year, but if we're going to win Nationals next year, we need more group bonding. Now, as I'm sure you all know, I went to a convention last week where we were learning about the importance of – '

Kurt really didn't want to listen to Rachel blather on for the next half hour. He wanted this meeting over quickly, he and Mercedes had a movie night planned. So as Rachel continued to ramble, he cut her off coldly. 'Get to the point already, Rachel.'

'Yes, well,' she continued, as if there never was an interruption. 'I meet this charming boy,' at this, Finn scowled, 'captain of the Dalton Warblers, and we've agreed to a joint camping trip over the spring break.'

At this, there was an outcry of voices. Kurt was sure he heard Jesse St James mentioned by three different people. He couldn't help but agree with them. Rachel was a terrible judge of character, and this boy was bound to be playing her. Again.

As mutiny threatened, Finn – ever the peacemaker – spoke up. 'Guys, think about it. This is actually a really good opportunity to make new friends. We have no competitions till next year; they have no reason to target us. And besides,' he shrugged, 'it'll be a chance to hang out without Mr Schue, or any adults, bugging us.'

Puck perked up at this. 'Think of all the girls we ain't ever tapped. And I'll make sure the booze is free flowing.'

Rachel folded her arms disapprovingly. 'Dalton is an all-boys school, Noah,' she informed him. 'And there will be absolutely no consumption of alcohol.'

Kurt noticed how Santana suddenly became more enthusiastic at the mention of boys. To be honest, he was kind of excited about the prospect of that many boys too. With the glares that Santana was giving everyone, Rachel suddenly found that everyone was in agreement with her. The first week of the spring break, they would be going camping with a group of boys that they'd never even meet before.

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The sky was beginning to darken as New Directions arrived at the campsite. Puck had borrowed his mother's minivan, while the remainder of the group had piled into Kurt's Navigator. As they all fell gracelessly out of the vehicles, they noticed a line of boys waiting for them.

As they approached, Santana was the first to speak. 'Hey Hummel, looks like there's another baby-faced ladyboy here for you to get up on.'

Kurt glanced over at the boy to which Santana was referring, quickly deciding that he wasn't his type. He tried to think of a sassy retort, but before he could say anything, the other boy responded. 'You're just jealous cos you know you'll never get a chance to tap this.'

As murmurs rippled amongst the group, Kurt knew that the war of words was about to get ugly. But before Santana had a chance to get snarky, Finn spoke up, confusion evident in his voice. 'How come there's only seven of you? How can you compete with only seven people?'

One of the boys – Kurt thinks Rachel pointed him out as Thad, the captain – responded. As Kurt listened to his explanation about the others being boarders who had gone home for the holidays, he scanned the group of boys before him. Suddenly, he tuned the conversation out, as his eyes fell on the last boy in the line. He was gorgeously handsome, with dark curls coming loose from their gel, and golden eyes that shone in the darkness. Kurt thought he could feel himself already beginning to fall.

Kurt was awakened from his reverie by the announcement that they were going to play name games. Kurt had always found these games painful. Fortunately though, he had always been good with names, and it didn't take him long to learn all of the Warblers' names, including the gorgeous Blaine.

When it seemed that even Brittany had learnt everyone's names (although Kurt was amused that she didn't know who Tina was) the game came to an end. It was decided that tents would be pitched, and that everyone would turn in for the night. Kurt thought the goodnight that Rachel wished Thad was just a little bit too flirty. Finn's grimace suggested that he did too.

As Kurt walked with the New Direction guys to a patch of empty ground, Finn turned to him. 'Dude, you can't share a tent with us, that's gross.' Kurt had hoped Finn would be over this by now, but he looked around to see the others nodding in agreement.

'Yea,' Puck told him forcefully, 'it's bad enough having to share a locker room with you. But this is worse. There's no telling what you'll do to us in our sleep.'

Kurt was disheartened, but he turned towards the girls, who were laying their tent out. Mercedes looked up. 'You know I love you white boy, but there's no way we can have a guy in our tent.'

Kurt wasn't sure what to do. Maybe he'd just have to sleep in his Navigator. As he headed over, he heard another voice. 'Hey, Kurt isn't it?' He looked up to see Wes approaching. 'We've got a spare space. You can share if you want.' Kurt smiled his thanks, following Wes over to where David and Blaine were pitching a tent. Wordlessly, he started to help.

With the tent fully pitched, they began to move bags and bedding in. 'We've only got two double mattresses, so you'll have to share one,' David told him. 'I hope that's ok?'

'It'll be fine,' Kurt assured him. 'Really, I just appreciate having somewhere to sleep. Thank you so much for this.'

'It's nothing,' Wes replied, before turning to his friend. 'David, my snuggle buddy, this mattress is ours. Kurt and Blaine, you can take that one.' Kurt glanced over at Blaine, who just nodded politely in return. He quickly turned back to Wes, confused.

'Snuggle buddy? Are you two . . . together?'

'No, no,' Wes insisted him. 'I have a girlfriend. And so did David, until she dumped him.'

'Yea,' Blaine suddenly spoke up, 'because she had issues with your snuggle buddy arrangement.' He grinned widely at this, and Kurt couldn't help but admire his smile. But he also couldn't help but notice this was the first time that Blaine had said more than two words all evening.