Well hello there fellow fanfic-ers. This story is Kurt's life at Dalton (since RIB went so in-depth with it, ya know). It'll be canon up until Born This Way, then I'll make Kurt stay at Dalton cause I love the Warblers too much. This story has Niff, Klaine (duh!), Camelas (Cameron and Nicholas. Look up the pic of the Dalton yearbook. That's where I got the names), Wes and Thad bromance (sorry Wevid and Wavel lovers) and Hartwood (which is Thad and Skyler Hart, a name I made up for the other asian dude, cause he never got a name. Sorry Flad lovers :P). Ugh, Long Author's Note it Long. Won't happen again guys (yeah, right, don't lie to them) (shut up conscience). Anyways, enjoy! :DDDDD
Oh right, Disclaimer. Derpy me, I forgots. I don't own glee, or Klaine, or Niff, RIB does. I don't own Blaine's sister Danielle Anderson, or Duke Whitely. That's littlemusings property. So go read her stories when you finish mine. Cause they rule. :D
"This is the South Building. Dormitories are here," said Blaine, pulling Kurt up the stairs of an imposing building. Kurt relished the feel of Blaine's warm hand in his. The taller boy hesitated slightly, pulling the shorter boy out of balance. Blaine crashed into Kurt, both boys ending up in a tangle of limbs.
"Nice going, Anderson," a brunette boy with shaggy hair snorted. The brunette had just exited the South Building and was struggling to button his blazer with one hand.
"Shut it, Nicky," Blaine stuck his tongue out at the brunette, standing up and offering Kurt his hand.
"That's not very dapper, Blainers," Nick joked, flicking Blaine's hair. Blaine gave him a shocked look, his hands flying up to his hair. Kurt giggled, standing up and leaning close to the shorter boy's ear.
"Aren't you going to introduce me?" he whispered. Blaine cleared his throat, slightly embarrassed.
"Kurt, this is Nick Duval, my roommate. He's a senior. Nick, this is Kurt Hu-"
"Hummel, the fashionable, extraordinarily talented countertenor from McKinley who just recently transferred. Yeah, I got that the first time you told me, Bee," Nick cut Blaine off, who glared at him, color tinting his cheeks.
"You said all that?" said Kurt, blue eyes giving him a wide look of hope. Does he really think all that? Oh dear, he's hot, gay, and nice! I'm in gay boy heaven. Kurt's thoughts were interrupted by Nick's giggle as Blaine gave an embarrassed nod. Nick looked at Blaine suspiciously before giving Kurt a brilliant smile.
"Welcome to Dalton, Kurt!" Kurt took Nick's hand, smiling, before the brunette skipped down the steps. Kurt watched Nick leave before Blaine pulled him into the South Building. The inside of the building took Kurt's breath away. The ceiling was high and there was a fire lit to keep away the chill November air. At the center of the room were two long leather couches, one love seat and three chairs. Doors were on every wall. Most were closed and Blaine led him to one that was open. Soft music was playing and two boys occupied it. An asian boy with short hair and intense brown eyes sat cross-legged on his bed, a book on his lap and a pen in his hand. He chewed thoughtfully on the end of the pen, paying no attention to Blaine and Kurt. Are all the boys in this school hot? Kurt let his gaze fall on the other boy. The other boy also had short dark hair, but his was styled into a mohawk. He had warm brown eyes and slight chin dimple. Oh sweet Grilled Cheesus they ARE all hot!
"That is Thad Harwood, part of the Warbler Council-" Thad, the boy with the mohawk, looked up from his notebook with a smile and a wave. "-and that is Wesley Montgomery, leader of the council." Blaine gave the asian a pointed look, but Wes still didn't look up.
"Don't call me Wesley, Everett," said Wes, still chewing on his pen.
"Don't call me Everett, Wesley," Blaine retorted. Thad rolled his eyes.
"Don't start guys," said Thad, closing his notebook and stretching out on his bed.
"Don't tell me what to do, Thaddeus," said Wes.
"Stop it, Wesley," Thad snapped. Kurt snorted and Blaine pulled him out of the room, leaving the bickering boys. Without knocking, Blaine opened the door to the room next to Wes and Thad's. Kurt knew it was Blaine's automatically, his eyes raking over the Katy Perry poster, a guitar, a stack of cd's (cd's? Really? That's what iPods are for) and the collage of pictures that were taped up on one side of the room.
"This is me and Nick's room. That's my side," said Blaine, over shouts of "Wesley! Thaddeus! Charlatan! Prick!" coming from next door. Kurt giggled, noticing that Blaine's bed was unmade and several ties were strewn on the bed.
"I can tell," Kurt sauntered over to Blaine's bed, picking up one of Blaine's ties and rolling it around his fingers. The shorter boy blushed, attempting to straighten the covers and not-so-smoothly kicking a pair of shoes under his bed. Kurt snorted, throwing the tie at Blaine.
"Do you know who your roommate is?" Blaine asked. Kurt shrugged, pulling out a paper from his Marc Jacobs bag. Honey eyes skimmed over the paper and triangular eyebrows shot up.
"What? Is he bad?" Kurt asked, panic making his voice go three octaves higher. Blaine laughed.
"No. But he can get obnoxious," said Blaine, taking Kurt to the room across the hall from his. "At least your room is close to mine." Kurt shivered as Blaine's breath hit the back of his neck. Blaine pushed Kurt towards the door, knocking. He didn't wait for a response, opening the door. A blonde (that hair is so NOT natural. He didn't even bother doing his roots. Well, I guess it works) with floppy hair and bright blue eyes was looking at a blank notebook, brown eyebrows furrowed. He looked up with a glare.
"Anderson! How many times I told you not to open the door without knockin'! You is a rude bitch," the blonde snapped. Blaine rolled his eyes, pulling Kurt into the room and draping an arm around Kurt's shoulders (to be honest, he was hanging on to Kurt. He was a short guy, after all).
"Be nice, Jeffrey," said Blaine, calm.
"My name is NOT FUCKING JEFFREY! Just JEFF!" the blonde roared. Blaine didn't even bat an eyelash as Kurt giggled nervously. Jeff looked at Kurt, his face softening. "Who dis be?"
"Kurt Hummel," said Kurt. Jeff squealed, throwing himself on the brunette boy. This boy is so gay.
"Finally I meet you, boo! Blaine wouldn't shut up about you," said Jeff, standing back to give Kurt a once over. Blaine glared at Jeff.
"It's true. He'd come back from Lima and start talking about you," said Thad, peeking into Jeff's room.
"Oh you should've seen his outfit today. That scarf matched his sparkling blue eyes and those jeans looked painted on. Not that I minded," Wes mocked, one hand over his heart and the other pressed to his forehead. Blaine was fuming.
"Fuck off," he muttered. Everyone's faces turned into faces of shock.
"How un-dapper of you, Blaine Everett Anderson! You've broken the first rule of the Dapper Society!" said Wes. Jeff had slapped a hand over his mouth, giving Blaine an "oh-no-you-didn't" look.
"You mock us, sir!" said Thad indignantly, sniffing and closing his eyes in mock disgust. Blaine rolled his eyes, pushing Thad and Wes out of the room and closing the door behind them.
"That's the Thesley bromance for you," said Jeff, pulling Kurt onto his bed.
"Kurt, you have your schedule right?" said Blaine. Kurt sifted through his bag, handing the paper to Blaine and trying to ignore the jolt he felt when his fingertips brushed against Blaine's. Jeff gave him a knowing look before taking Kurt's hands in his own.
"Lemme gives ya a run-down of school gossip. Nicky is my boyfriend-"
"No need to get possessive, Jeff," said Blaine, not looking away from Kurt's schedule to duck the pillow that was thrown his way.
"As I was sayin' before I was so rudely interrupted, Wes is straight, although his bromance with Thad leads us to suspect otherwise. Thad is- we- ugh- ok what I want to say is we don't really know what team Thad plays for 'cause I sure as hell ain't ever seen him datin' a girl, but he's made no mention of being gay. David has a girlfriend from Crawford no one likes. Lil' Nicky H likes Cameron, who we suspect is bi. Flint is dating Luke-"
"Wait, seriously?" Blaine looked up from Kurt's schedule. Jeff glared, nodding. Blaine shrugged, sitting down on Kurt's bed and crossing his legs.
"Blaine's sister Dani likes Dukey-"
"Dani likes half the guys here," Blaine said, his voice thick with "no-duh!" Jeff pursed his lips thoughtfully.
"Valid point. Well, she likes Duke the most. And to round it off Trent likes Blaine," Jeff finished. Blaine's head shot up and Kurt felt his heart skip a beat. Oh gaga, does this mean Blaine likes him? Why does he have that look?
"Whoa. What?" Blaine's golden eyes were wide.
"Hurdurdur! You is so oblivious, mistah," said Jeff, pursing his lips and flipping his blonde bangs out of his eyes. Blaine was quiet, chewing on his bottom lip.
"Seriously?" he whispered. Kurt felt his heart drop even more.
"Oh Blaine, your voice was exquisite today! Oh Blaine, do you need help carrying that? Blaine, I can reach the top shelf, what is it you need?" Jeff mocked, rolling his eyes. "Ow, boo. You're squeezing my hand a little too hard." Kurt blushed, taking his hands out of Jeff's.
"Sorry," he squeaked. Stupidstupidstupid voice! Jeff gave him a concerned look, mouthing "we'll talk later" at Kurt, who simply nodded.
"Do NOT tell me you is considerin' dating that," Jeff's voice went three octaves higher. Blaine shook his head furiously.
"Oh Katy Perry, no!" he rushed, his cheeks reddening slightly. Jeff nodded in satisfaction, opening his mouth to admonish the shorter boy when Nick opened the door, poking his head in.
"Dinner," said the brunette. The three boys shot up, leaving for the North Building (not before Jeff buried Nick in a rush of kisses).
\o/ OH YEAH \o/
Kurt had no idea how he survived dinner. Blaine, Jeff, Nick and Thad kept introducing him to a flurry of blazered boys, half of which he'd already forgotten, until Wes got them to calm down and eat. They were now in Jeff's room (it's my room now, too. Won't be getting used to this anytime soon). It was just Kurt, Nick and Jeff, unpacking Kurt's things.
"You like him, don't you?" said Jeff, admiring one of Kurt's jackets before hanging it in the closet.
"Who?" Kurt squeaked. Jeff and Nick both stopped what they were doing to give the boy matching "don't-play-dumb-with-me" looks. Kurt bit his lip, nodding. Jeff and Nick high-fived. "Only a little. Is it that obvious?" Nick nodded. Kurt groaned, sinking onto the bed.
"Oh he won't notice. He's Capitan Oblivioso," Jeff snorted.
"He likes you, too. It'll just take him forever to notice. Hasn't stopped talking about you since you got here," Nick chimed. Kurt let out a sigh of relief, falling back on his bed.
"And Trent has no chance with Blaine. Wait until to you meet him," said Jeff. Kurt felt a pang of guilt, which apparently showed on his face because Nick smiled sweetly at him.
"Blaine will let him down gently. He's too much of a gentleman," said Nick. Kurt sat up quickly, eyebrows furrowed in worry. Oh. What if he's just being gentlemanly with me? Kurt gulped, his face falling. Jeff sat down next to him.
"Aw boo. Don't worry. He likes you, he just hasn't realized it," the blonde hugged Kurt who smiled sadly. The taller boy stood up, setting up his speakers and plugging in his iPhone. Nick and Jeff smiled at each other as Kurt began singing to I Want To Hold Your Hand. Little did the boys realize that Wes, Thad, and David were listening just outside their door. Thad opened the door, listening intently. Kurt hadn't noticed, unpacking and twirling as he sang. When the song finished, Jeff, Nick and Thad clapped. The next song was Defying Gravity and Kurt sang with Idina, doing a spin and a quirky move as he hit a high note. The entire South Building was silent as Kurt sang. Blaine, wondering who was singing, walked over to where Wes, Thad, David, and now Trent and Nicholas were sitting in front of Kurt and Jeff's room. The hazel-eyed boy stared at Kurt, jaw hanging as the blue-eyed boy finished the song. The applause startled Kurt, causing him to turn around. A look of surprise lit up Kurt's face and his cheeks turned rosy when his gaze met Blaine's. The black haired boy walked in and hugged Kurt, lifting him off the floor. Kurt squeaked, arms flailing as Blaine spun him. Jeff, Thad, Nick, and Wes exchanged glances, eyebrows raised. Finally, Kurt's feet met the floor.
"That- that was beautiful," said Blaine. Trent watched jealously as Blaine pressed a kiss to Kurt's cheek. Nick and Thad grinned at each other and Jeff gave Kurt a wicked grin, patting the countertenor on the ass. Kurt squeaked, jumping about a foot in the air.
"Better get used to that," said Jeff.
"It's how we say hey there sexy, congrats, good luck, and go for it," Nick explained. Blaine laughed, winking at Kurt.
"How bout Blainey sings a song?" said Wes, catching Jeff's eye. Blaine glared, but he whispered the song title to Wes who told all the others. They started doing the music, grinning as Blaine sang Tu Vuò Fa L'Americano. Kurt's jaw dropped. Tongue, Italian, his tongue. Holy Gaga his tongue! The other boys (Cameron, Duke, and James had joined in) clapped to the rhythm, dancing and pulling faces until Blaine finished. Blaine turned to the other boys so his back faced Jeff, Nick and Kurt. The blonde took Kurt's hand, pressing it to Blaine's ass before Kurt could escape and yelling "CONGRATS!" at an ear-splitting volume. Blaine gave them a look of mock shock before laughing and putting a hand on Kurt's ass to pull him closer. Heat rushed to Kurt's neck and cheeks but he made no effort to move his hand from where it was. Dear McQueen, he has a bubble butt. Jeff stood behind them, taking a picture with his phone and posting it to facebook. Flint appeared at the doorway.
"Party's over guys," he said. The boys groaned, dispersing. Jeff tackled Nick, pinning the brunette to the bed and kissing him passionately.
"Oh, gross. I wanna keep my dinner in my stomach, thank you very much," Wes groaned, pulling Thad with him to their room. Blaine snorted, his hand moving to the small of Kurt's back. The blue-eyed boy immediately removed his from Blaine's ass, blushing slightly.
"Well, I'd better go before Flint spazzes on me. He is twice my size after all," said Blaine, kissing Kurt's cheek again. This time his lips lingered longer than was needed. Jeff and Nick had separated, the blonde frantically searching for his phone. Blaine pulled away just as Jeff got it out, leaving the room with a wave in Niff's direction. Nick groaned.
"How did you not get that?" Nick whined, shoving Jeff. The blonde fell on his side, glaring daggers at the brunette.
"Weren't you leaving, Nicky dearest?" Jeff huffed, pushing himself back up. Nick kissed Jeff's neck, standing from the bed to give Kurt a quick hug before scampering to his room. Jeff turned to Kurt who was touching his cheek, a dazed look on his face. He sighed, sitting on his bed.
"Oh dear. I sense a shitload of eye sex and sexual tension coming our way," said Jeff, groaning as he flopped back on his bed.
"Oh it's not that bad!" Kurt protested, folding his arms across his chest. Jeff gave him a "you're-kidding-right?" look, propping himself up on one elbow. He looked up with a dreamy sigh, his fingertips resting on his cheek.
"Oh Blaine," Jeff's voice was a breathy whisper and he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Kurt blushed furiously, burying his face into a pillow.
"Snotthatbad," he screamed into the pillow.
"Can't hear ya, boo," said Jeff.
"I said it's not that bad," Kurt repeated, lifting his face to find Jeff giving him a "bitch-I-will-shank-you" look. The blonde ducked, narrowly avoiding the pillow Kurt had thrown at him. "Blaine was right, you can get obnoxious."
"Oh. Did he really say that?" said Jeff, eyebrows raised. Kurt laughed.
"Should I be worrying for his safety?" Kurt asked, a playful glint in his eyes. Jeff smirked.
"He'll have to worry about a lot more than that," the blonde responded. Kurt giggled, squeezing a pillow and falling sideways on his bed.
"I'm already liking Dalton," said Kurt sleepily.
"I'm glad, boo," said Jeff, a fond smile on his lips as Kurt drifted off to sleep.
Right, so whattaya think of chapter 1? I promise it gets funnier :D and yes I realize Jeff is fabulous, that's the point, and sure Kurt is a little lovesick but hey, who wouldn't be? Blaine's sex on a stick (get out of my head sebastian) (make me bro) *fights with mind* Don't mind me guys. I'm insane XD PLEASE REVIEWWWWWWWWWWW it's food for my unicorns Niff, Klaine and Dalton. They'll die if you don't feed them. You don't want their deaths on your conscience so review. :