Hello beautiful people! Thank you for taking the time to read this! Right, so here's the deal. This is the first time I've written something like this, and I know I'm not the best writer. So, please, take it easy on me!
This story was inspired by a wonderful dream I had a while ago, which I had after spending an entire day of watching my Glee Season 2 box set. This will be a multi-chapter story, and the story begins at the end of the summer vacation, before Kurt and Rachel leave to attend NYADA, leaving McKinley, and a few other close friends behind. Enjoy! :)
"Are you sure you want to come with me?"
"Blaine, relax. I won't let you go to this thing by yourself. Plus, I have to say, I'm rather excited and intrigued as to what this thing even is. Now, we better get going, you know how impatient Rachel gets, and Finn's probably tearing his hair out at Rachel's whining."
Blaine sighed and started the car, whilst Kurt continued to gaze outside the front window. He took one final glance at the love of his life before pulling out of Kurt's drive. Kurt was probably the most amazing person he had ever met. Even after they'd started dating, he found himself continuing to find out just how brilliant and wonderful he actually was. God, he was going to miss him so much when he leaves for New York.
After 20 minutes of singing harmoniously along to the radio, Blaine and Kurt finally pulled up in front of Rachel's house, where the excited brunette and her anxious boyfriend were waiting. Rachel's excitement about moving to New York with Kurt had kicked in the very second they received their letters. And now, only a week away from moving away from the small town that had locked them away from achieving their dreams, Rachel could barely keep still.
"Hey guys! So, Blaine, what exactly is this thing you've invited us to?" asked Rachel as she and Finn jumped into the backseat.
"It's a performance that The Warblers are doing at school. Thought you guys might enjoy it" shrugged Blaine as Finn wrinkled his nose in deep thought.
"But, it's the end of summer? Why are they doing a performance so early on?" Rachel rolled her eyes at her easily confused love.
"Well, every year The Warblers come into school for a week before the semester starts to prepare for their welcoming performance. Of course, Dalton loves to start the year with a bang. So, they hold a night of music for friends and family. They call it The Dalton Academy Summer Spectacular! Usually, I perform with them, but because of my transfer to McKinley at the beginning of last year..." Kurt smiled, as Blaine continued "...I promised the guys that I'll come along and support them instead."
Kurt could see that Blaine was struggling with that last part. Blaine's parents were firm but fair, after they allowed Blaine to transfer in his junior year to McKinley to be with Kurt, they very firmly told him that he would have to stay at McKinley through his senior year too. Meaning, Blaine being without both Kurt and his best friends at Dalton through his final year of living with torments and ridicules from the homophobic jerks that ruined his high school experience. Kurt wasn't worried about him too much, after all, everyone in New Directions loved Blaine as much as Kurt did, and those who were also going into their senior year from New Directions would sure enough remain friends with Blaine for their final year. However, Blaine still felt uneasy about it. Maybe, a trip to see his friends at Dalton would cheer him up. Or make him feel even more depressed. He would just have to find out.
"Whoa..."
Rachel skipped to a halt when entering the extravagant courtyards of Dalton Academy. Remaining perfectly still, her jaw dropped at the majestic and beautiful decorations that filled the school gardens. Twinkling lights covered every branch of the tall tree's that surrounded the awaiting audience that took centre in front of one of the biggest stages Rachel had ever seen. Even bigger than the stage she distinctly remembered visiting with Kurt on their very first trip to New York City with the New Directions over a year ago. She'd been to Dalton before, of course, and witnessed all the extravagant architecture that the school had to offer. But this? Well, this was something else.
Grabbing his girlfriend by the hand, Finn urged Rachel to carry on walking so they could find a good place to stand for the performance.
"Right." Blaine huffed, looking at his expensive Rolex watch Kurt had got him last Christmas, "The performance starts in 20 minutes. Kurt and I are going backstage to see the guys. You guys stay here and save us a good spot". Before Rachel could protest, Blaine yanked Kurt's arm, beginning to run towards the entrance of the grand foyer just beside the gardens. Kurt didn't know why Blaine was running so urgently, the performance wasn't starting for another 20 minutes, yet he didn't question Blaine, he never questions Blaine unless absolutely necessary.
Peering through a small classroom door, Blaine recognised the tousled locks of chestnut hair being scraped back simply with a small comb, whilst the occasional hum escaped the boy's mouth. Hearing the door creak open, a pair of bright, sparkling green eyes met not only one pair, but two that he recognised all too well. Blaine's faint smile stretched into a giant grin when the boy warming up in the classroom alone noticed his presence, whilst Kurt stayed back, smiling faintly at the boy who he had once been friends with during his time at the school, now, he just felt awkward and guilty for taking Blaine away from him.
"Blaine!" yelled the boy, tossing his comb aside to fully grip the shorter boy in a tight hug.
"Nick!" laughed Blaine, returning the hug with just as much force, "It has been too long! Kurt and I just wanted to wish you good luck before the performance."
"Hi Kurt! How are you?"
"I am very well, Nick. Thank you. Good luck for your performance tonight. Blaine tells me that you're singing lead for the first number?"
Nick smirked at Blaine who cheekily grinned back; Kurt continued his faint smile awaiting an answer.
"Yes I am. You wouldn't believe how nervous I am. I don't know how you guys did it last year at Regional's. Oh! That reminds me, Blaine, the most hilarious thing happened in rehearsals last week..." As Nick began to ramble on to Blaine about some mishap during rehearsals, Kurt couldn't help but zone out. Keeping his eyes alert and occasionally chuckling to something Nick and Blaine found amusing, he consistently kept his eyes on Blaine, watching him. It still astounded Kurt how perfect Blaine was, and just how lucky he was to have him. Especially seeing him at this precise moment: joyous, excited, but most of all, happy. He wished so much for Blaine to come to New York with him, to experience the thrills of living a performers life, but he knew that Blaine would get that in due time. For right now, his place was here, and Kurt just had to learn to accept it.
Kurt quickly snapped out of his thoughts as Blaine and Nick erupted into fits of hysterical laughter, throwing both of their heads back and clapping their hands together like an excited pair of seals. Kurt didn't hear the punch line, yet chuckled at the sight of the two boys laughing like there was no tomorrow.
"Well, we should get going. Don't want to make you late for your big Dalton debut!" Blaine patted his old friend on the back, and turned to Kurt, smiling broadly at him. As they turned to leave, Nick suddenly grabbed Blaine's elbow, yanking both Kurt and him back into the classroom.
"Wait! Blaine, there's something else I need to tell you..."
"What?"
"Keep your eyes out for someone special during the performance tonight. They might surprise you".
That got Kurt's attention. Eyes wide, Kurt turned to Blaine with a quizzical expression, yet Blaine remained staring at Nick, tilting his head to the side in deep thought whilst Nick smirked at him. Thousands of thoughts ran through Kurt's head at lightning speed. Who would be so special to Blaine? Or, better yet, who was special enough to surprise Blaine? Nothing surprises Blaine. That, he was sure of. Either that, or maybe Kurt was just becoming predictable.
"...Err, Okay? Will do" Blaine nodded and took Kurt by the hand, "Good luck you guys! See you after!" he yelled into another nearby classroom as he and Kurt walked back outside into the gardens to find Finn and Rachel, which wasn't too hard due to Finn's incredible height.
Rachel narrowed her eyes at the two boys advancing in their direction. "What took you guys so long? The performance is about to begin!"
"Sorry..." Blaine sighed "...Nick and I were talking, and just couldn't stop!" he laughed again, remembering the hilarious story that Kurt had missed out on. Rachel crossed her arms over her chest, looking at Kurt's expression. Her eyes looked questioningly at him, giving a 'what's wrong?' look, but he just shook his head, shrugging at the small brunette. She sighed at Kurt and wriggled next to Finn, who placed his extremely long arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand, prompting him to look at him. They locked eyes for a quick second before Kurt flushed and lowered his eyes to the ground. Blaine frowned and tilted his chin upwards with his finger, forcing Kurt to stare deeply into his hazel eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." Kurt smiled, taking Blaine's other hand he wasn't already holding into his, intertwining their fingers together, "...nothing, I'm fine. But, I am curious..."
"About?"
"Well, who is this person you have to keep your eye out for?"
"Shh!" hissed Rachel, as The Warbler's began to take their opening number formation on stage, with Nick placing himself firmly at the front. "It's starting!"
"That was awesome!"
"They really have improved over the past year..."
"Nick was brilliant, wasn't he?"
Chatters and murmurs filled the gardens after countless minutes of applauding and cheering from the excited audience. A classic Warbler's rendition on Taio Cruz's Dynamite, with Nick leading them all in synchronized movement, whilst disco lights flashed randomly throughout, the audience were pumped and began craving more. Quickly, the stage lights dimmed, and the audience were hidden in darkness, awaiting the next number to satisfy them. Kurt never got a straight answer from Blaine about this "special someone" he had to look out for. But once the number finished, Blaine sighed, obviously meaning he didn't notice anyone special yet, which sent Kurt on edge. Either that, or Blaine was still upset about not performing with them.
"Did you see them yet?" Kurt quizzed.
"No, I'm not even sure who I'm supposedly looking out for!" Blaine moaned.
Suddenly, lights began to fade in, with The Warbler boys beginning their next number, harmoniously creating a beat that got the audience intrigued. Audience members all through the gardens turned to each other quizzically, not recognising the beat that the boys were making. Even Rachel couldn't recognise the song, which frustrated her. Just then, a voice oozed beautifully behind the audience, causing everyone to turn to see a singular spotlight on the person who made that beautiful, yet unrecognizable sound at the back of the audience. Eyes went wide, with whispers and jaws dropping throughout the audience. Mainly because, the voice itself, definitely did not belong to one of the Warblers. In fact, it didn't even belong to a boy.
It's murder on the dance floor
So you better not steal the groove, DJ
Gonna burn this god-damn house right down!
Blaine's eyes almost popped out of his head when the realisation of who was singing hit him like a ton of bricks. Advancing through the audience, with the bright spotlight following her, a young girl appeared, singing with pure ease.
"No way in freakin' HELL is this happening!" Blaine muttered.
Kurt turned to look at this girl who was supposedly performing with The Warblers, and who made Blaine almost have a heart attack at the sight of her. Changing his face into his usual "bitch stare", Kurt turned with eyes like daggers, only to be stopped abruptly by the huge grin he noticed on his boyfriends face. So this is who he had to look out for, Kurt thought. But why?
Oh I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
About your kind
And so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so
I'll have to play!
The girl in question was possibly just a little bit shorter than Kurt, yet she had the longest legs Kurt had ever seen in his life. Her big brown eyes were surrounded with extremely long eyelashes that Kurt could tell were her own: he knew fake eyelashes when he saw them, and she certainly had none. Her slightly round face was surrounded with beautiful blonde curls flowing down the back of her Dalton Academy blazer, which Kurt could obviously tell was tailored just for her. Everyone seemed to be enticed by the girl's perfect ringlets, which bounced as she danced her way to the stage through the audience. She reminded Kurt a little bit of Quinn, with the same bone structure and features; they could be sisters. But, of course, they most certainly were not. Quinn's thin frame had nothing on this girl's gorgeous figure, her curves in complete proportion to the rest of her body, and her eyes sparkled as she winked and smiled at every audience member she passed, including Blaine, which is something Quinn never does whilst performing. This girl obviously had the talent and confidence to add a little pizzazz to her number. Her accent most certainly wasn't American either, singing Sophie Ellis-Bextor's Murder on the Dance Floor, this girl was obviously British. Kurt couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous; yet that jealousy soon transformed into confusion as Blaine's expression completely took Kurt off guard. Blaine's dopey-eyes followed the girl constantly. Kurt knew those eyes, he'd seen them many times before, firstly when he had returned from New York for Nationals and Blaine first told him that he loved him. But something was different about these eyes; these eyes seemed filled with much more alert and excitement at the sight of this girl dancing her way to the boys. The blonde continued to sing her heart out.
If you think you're getting away
I will prove you wrong
I'll take you all the way
Boy, just come along
Hear me when I say
Hey!
She had now made her way to the stage, to take her place in The Warblers formation, taking the lead in front of the boys. Kurt was trying extremely hard to keep his eyes on his certainly surprised boyfriend, but his eyes kept wandering towards the dance moves that the boys and their lead vocal were performing. The Warbler's had certainly improved in the dancing department, but it was obvious that this girl had the dancing skills of a professional. Once again, the girl made Kurt think straight away of another New Directions member: Brittany and her incredibly amazing dance moves. Who is this girl? He thought. Just at that moment, Rachel left Finn's side and stormed over to Kurt with anger building inside her.
"Who the hell is this girl? Finn is acting like a love struck puppy dog and is completely ignoring me!"
"Tell me about it!" Kurt snapped, "Just look at Blaine! He can't take his eyes off of her!"
Both Kurt and Rachel sighed and turned back to their partners. Jealousy did not look pretty on these two divas, and Blaine and Finn were about to find out just how beautiful they were about to become.
It's murder on the dance floor
But you better not kill the groove
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you better not steal the moves
DJ, gonna turn this house around somehow
Murder on the dance floor
But you better not kill the groove
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you better not steal the moves
DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down!
Kurt finally had enough. Blaine's puppy-dog expression was getting old. After 4 years of living in the constant shadow of Ms Rachel Berry, it wasn't a new experience for him to feel invisible. Yet, to feel invisible to Blaine, now that was a different story. He clutched the distracted boy by the wrist and pulled him away from the audience, ignoring the boy's protests and complaints about missing the performance.
"Kurt? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? What's wrong? What do you think is wrong, Blaine? You haven't taken your eyes off of that tramp since she graced us with her presence! Who is she? Huh? And why are looking at her with those dilated puppy-dog eyes of yours? Huh? Answer me!"
Blaine could only chuckle at his boyfriend's jealousy outburst, whilst Kurt folded his arms across his chest, breathing heavily, staring sternly, yet deeply into the beautiful hazel eyes before him. However, this was disturbed with a familiar voice overpowering the blonde's singing voice which continued to twirl around the audience. Both Kurt and Blaine turned to find Rachel positioned in the exact same stance that Kurt was in a moment ago, with Finn walking towards the boys, rolling his eyes, with Rachel following quickly behind him.
"Go on, Finn! Tell Blaine and Kurt exactly what you just said!"
"What did you say this time, Finn?" Kurt asked, looking towards the giant boy with a smirk.
"All I said was "Wow, that girl has some serious pipes..." that's all!" Finn sighed.
"That's not all! You also said that she was hot! Sure, she's pretty, and has a great voice. But you've got that right here!" Rachel yelled, exaggeratedly pointing to herself. "What else could she possibly have going for her?"
"Sorry guys, but Blaine and I were in the middle of something here! Well, Blaine? Who is this girl you are drooling over?"
"Well, I can't be too sure, but..."
Just then, the instrumental break blared through the audience, whilst The Warblers and their lead jumped gracefully off of the stage, advancing towards the floor where the audience were currently dancing away. Spotlight's followed the performers, until they were centre of the dance floor. Erupting into a huge dance explosion, the blonde took to the front, beginning to twirl her way through every Warbler dancing behind her. Kurt had to admit, this girl was extremely talented. He could tell when someone had a natural gift for performing, being one of those people himself, even he couldn't take his eyes off of her extreme dancing fever. Performing moves that even the Cheerio's would struggle with, the girl transformed from performing an extremely fierce Argentine Tango with one lucky Warbler, then to a breathtaking American Smooth with another, and then surprising the audience by busting out a few funky moves that Mike Chang would be jealous of. Seriously, this girl had it all. The beauty, the voice, the dance moves, and she's British? No wonder Blaine couldn't stop staring.
Murder on the dance floor
But you better not kill the groove
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you better not steal the moves
DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down!
Belting out the final verse, the blonde turned directly towards Blaine, singing to him with a perfectly sparkling smile and a wink.
"Yeah...that is most definitely her!" Blaine grinned back towards the blonde.
"WHO?" spat an annoyed Kurt.
Blaine's smile shrunk slightly as he turned to his boyfriend. With one final glance at the girl, he sighed and said:
"...Amelia Hart."
To be continued...