Yup.. a new story from me. I know. I'm slightly crazy but I saw this prompt on the Fluff meme and you all it was begging me to write it. BEGGING ME. And I was powerless to resist. So yeah...hope you like this one! Spoilers up to 2x10...AU after that I'm sure.

Change of plan. Come by my room before dinner. Helping the new roomie move in.

Checking his phone just one more time to make sure he had in fact gotten the message right, Kurt made his way down the now familiar hallway that led to Blaine's room in Stetton Hall. His own room in Douglas was closer to the dining hall but Kurt wasn't going to complain. The extra walk would do him good. He had caught wind of a rumor the kitchen staff was welcoming back the students with a feast that would rival even the wealthiest students' Christmas dinners. The last thing Kurt wanted was for the extra calories to go straight to his pear hips. The uniform pants he was forced to wear did nothing but emphasize that particular body flaw for the entire student body to see.

Not that anyone was actually looking in that area. Or more like one specific person wasn't looking in that area, Kurt mused as he climbed the stairs to the third floor, nodding hello to the few Warblers he recognized. The three week Christmas break had done little to quell his feelings for Blaine. In fact, the time off had probably just made him even more obsessive about keeping his phone with him at all times, just in case Blaine sent a text or called. And given the way even Finn had teased him on how often he mentioned Blaine's name while he was home, Kurt was more than a little justifiable paranoid it was blatantly obvious to even random strangers how he felt.

And wouldn't that be just a wonderful impression on the new roomie, Kurt smirked to himself as he raised his hand to knock on the door. Hello there total stranger. Don't mind me. I'm just here to obsess over your roommate. Carry on about your business.

Of course if the new roommate was someone Kurt was at least passingly familiar with, that would be a whole other form of discomfort. He was already on the receiving end of too many knowing looks from David and Wes. And it would be just his luck for Blaine to get matched with another Warbler who happened to lose his roommate. With a sigh, Kurt knocked on the door fully prepared to face what was sure to end up being his utter public humiliation.

"Good! You made it!" Blaine smiled widely as he opened the door and pulled Kurt inside. It was something Kurt was still getting used to, being touched by someone that wasn't his dad. But it made his heart swell that Blaine would touch him without a single second thought. "I know your room is actually closer but I don't think New Kid will leave the room if I don't force him to. He seems a bit shy."

"New kid?" Kurt questioned as he looked at the boxes, still closed, spread out on what was Mark's side of the room last year. He knew from Blaine that Mark's family had decided to move at the end of the semester, so he had suspected a new roommate. What he hadn't considered was the possibility the new roommate would be entirely new to Dalton. "So he's a transfer?"

"Yeah. Apparently he's moved a few times this past year and his grandparents don't live that far from here. So his parents are enrolling him here so he can finish high school in one place." Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "Of course that's the official story I got from mom. I don't think I've heard him say more than two words the entire time he's been here."

"He probably couldn't get a word in edgewise." Kurt pointed out with a smile. "You tend to go into full on charm mode around parents."

"I do not."

"Carole is still raving about you and you came down for one day a week ago." Kurt pointed out. "Your inspiring jealousy issues in my father."

"Carole just recognizes my awesomeness and responds accordingly. Your father has nothing to fear from me except helping you run them into bankruptcy with her new wardrobe."

"So do I get a name for this unfortunate soul who transferred here? Or do I get to pass on the name New Kid to him now?"

"No you'll still be New Kid. He'll just be Newer Kid."

"Wow. Social skills like that, no wonder you're so popular." Kurt deadpanned. "I guess you didn't bother to get his actual name and you just moved straight on to a nickname?"

"That's reserved treatment for terrible spies. If Matt's a spy he's way better than you." Blaine grinned as the door began to open. "See for yourself. He's back from seeing his parents off."

Kurt turned, a smile on his face, ready to welcome the newest transfer to Dalton. After all who was really in a better position to help this Matt than him? He was still adjusting even with Blaine's help. He wasn't an expert on Dalton by any stretch of the imagination but he could certainly be a friendly ear if needed. At least he could if Matt didn't possess any deal breaker characteristics such as loving Twilight unironically. If spied so much as a single Nickleback CD in the boxes, all offers of friendship were off the table.

The smile froze and then dropped off his face all at once as Kurt felt his mouth drop open. "Oh. My. Gaga. Matt?" Kurt asked incredulously. "You transferred to Dalton?"

Matt Rutherford stood in the door of his new room, his eyes darting from his puzzled and amused new roommate and his stunned former glee-mate. He shuffled his feet, rubbing the back of his neck before speaking. "Well not at first. This kinda just happened recently."

"Mike doesn't know this does he? He would have said something or he would have told Tina who have told me." Kurt babbled. "I can't believe you transferred to Dalton."

"I take it introductions aren't necessary?" Blaine laughed as he took a step towards both of them before turning an eye to Kurt. "Or do you normally start babbling at people you first meet?"

"Matt went to McKinley last year." Kurt explained, gesturing towards the silent boy in the doorway. "He was in New Directions with me. He moved over the summer and we kind of lost touch."

Kurt's voice trailed off as he remembered the reason why he and Matt had lost touch. It was hard to think about talking to friends that had moved out of state when you were too busy worrying if you were about to be assaulted in the hallway again or if your father was going to die. "I'm sorry about that by the way."

"It's fine. Mike told me what was going on. I get it." Matt shrugged. "And it's not like we were all that close to begin with."

"Well since you're here now and officially the only person who will back me up on the idea that Single Ladies would translate fantastically to an a capella arrangement, that's going to change." Kurt declared with a smile.

"Kurt." Blaine shook his head. "We don't have the bass support to do that song."

"I don't know." Matt smiled slowly. "If the football team could do it…"

"Matt Rutherford, I think I'm going to like having you here."