Hello there my name is Sage and I will be writing this fic for you all. I got my friend Allegra to edit this for me, she's pretty great.

IMPORTANT. MESSAGE IMPORTANT.

Okay so what I was thinking was to take Artie's dream from the last Christmas special (Glee-actually) and base it around that universe. Except it's still senior year, Kurt never came out, and Rachel still wants to be on broadway and is in Glee club. But Artie is out of the chair, Finn and the guys aren't as accepting and Blaine is a badboy.

Mr. Shue still hosts the glee club but they don't have enough members for competition but that's soon going to change. ;)

NOTE: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

Also through out this chapter I was listening to Where did the Party go by Fall Out Boy.

I'm here to collect your hearts
It's the only reason that I sing
I don't believe a word you say but I can't stop listening
This is the story of how they met
Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes
When she touched him he turned ruby red
A story that they'll never forget
Never forget

Chapter 1

No one knew who sent out the invitation. But after D block there were flyers of every color flitting down from when they had been thrown. Each piece of paper inviting everyone to a house in Westerville for apparently the greatest party since Jay Gatsby's back in the 20's. Kurt Hummel star kicker, yeah he was on the football team with his step brother Finn Hudson, bent over and picked one of the invites up, he scanned it and grinned.

"Kurt sweetie!" Came a high pitched voice, Kurt turned around and saw his short loud girlfriend. Her name was Rachel Berry, his football mates called her hobbit, or man hands.

"So you've obviously heard of the party." Rachel said, looping her arm with Kurt's, he nodded letting Rachel go on.

"So you're going right?" Wow this girl really did say 'so' a lot, Kurt thought to himself.

"Um yeah? Why wouldn't I?" Kurt shrugged, his red letterman bunching up at the shoulders.

"It's so anonymous, and badass. I wonder who sent the invites. And why?" Rachel said excitedly, Kurt rolled his eyes when she dramatically pulled away from him.

"What if it's like in those fanfictions online. Where the girl meets the badboy, and at first hates him but slowly falls in love." Kurt's smile tightened, Rachel realized what she had said and bowed her head shamefully.

"But of course I'm with you, and I promise I won't leave you and run off with some mysterious badboy." Rachel assured Kurt, getting on her tip toes, instead of the light peck she would leave on Kurt's cheek she bashed their cheeks together in a rush and ran off down the hallway.

Kurt's jaw went slack and he rolled his eyes. Kurt didn't really know what he was doing with this girl, they had gotten together when Kurt was still in Glee club. For some reason Finn had been upset about this, but Kurt didn't really pay attention to that. Now it's senior year and Kurt's bored. So very bored of Miss Berry and all her, me this, me that. It got old 2 years ago.

"Dad. There's a party this weekend, and Kurt and I were wondering if we could go?" Finn asked at the dinner table, his fork frozen in his mashed potatoes.

"Sure. Your girlfriend gonna be there Kurt?" Burt Hummel asked his son, Kurt looked up from his mashed potatoes and glared at his family.

"Yeah." Kurt said his mouth full of food, Burt smiled sadly at his son and nodded.

"Well, don't do anything you'd regret. And uh, make good choices." Kurt nodded curtly at his father, who just smiled sadder at his food and shoveling in some greens. Kurt bowed his head and sighed loudly, he hated making his dad sad. It always made his heart wrench for longing of the old days. When his mother was still alive. When he didn't have to hide who he was.

"Finn honey, I will need you to clean your room before you leave." Carole said, standing from the table clearing some dishes away.

"So down mum, so down." Finn murmured happily, standing up quickly hitting his thighs on the table knocking over a glass, which just happened to land all over Kurt's food.

"Oh, man. I am so sorry." Finn apologized, Kurt just rolled his eyes pushing his chair away from the table and standing.

"It's fine. I wasn't that hungry anyways." Kurt mumbled.

"Hey, bud. But you hardly even touched your supper?" Burt said, Kurt turned his head to look at his dad. And he smiled slightly.

"It's fine dad. I'm sure they'll have food at the party." Kurt said, Burt smiled largely, but Kurt could tell he wasn't happy. His eyes were dull.

Kurt slumped up the stairs to his room. Kurt fell face first into his pillows and duvets, what was he doing? Why was he so unhappy? Was it because of Rachel? One girl could not make him feel this way. Or maybe it's because you aren't be-, Kurt cut off his thoughts before he could overthink things. He sighed getting up, making his way to the shared bathroom between Finn and him to take a shower.

"Kurt?!" Finn yelled, while he banged on Kurt's door, "Rachel's here, you ready?"

"Yeah." Kurt said, he pulled the door open and pushed passed Finn.

Finn looked at him and went back into his room to grab his lettermen jacket.

"Hello Kurt honey!" Rachel sweetly said, Kurt smiled at her and she looped her arm with his.

"Come on Finn." Kurt yelled harshly, he looked at his watch and yelled back up the stairs, "The party started." Rachel slipped her hand into Kurt's. Finn bounded down the stairs, he looked at the couple jealousy in his eyes.

"Yeah yeah, right behind you." Finn murmured.

Once they were all piled into Kurt's car, Rachel sat in the front and Finn sat in the back. Kurt started the car and backed out of the driveway.

"Okay we're almost in the neighborhood, which house is it Finn?" Kurt asked, looking in the rearview mirror to look at his stepbrother.

"Oh, um, I didn't bring the invite." Finn said, looking clueless.

"Shit. Finn how're we supposed to find the house?" Kurt said, anger in his voice.

"You never told me I had to bring the invite!" Finn said in his defense.

"You're so stupid." Kurt groaned.

"Hey boys! shut up, I brought an invite." Rachel said, neatly pulling out a pink invite from her red ponchos pocket.

"Great." Finn said, he smiled dumbly at Rachel and glared at Kurt.

"It's at the last house on this street." Rachel said pointing to a street they almost missed, Kurt's eyes widened and he swerved left on a dark road.

"Whoa dude! Calm down." Finn yelled.

"Kurt!" Rachel squeaked.

"Shut the fuck up." Kurt mumbled.

After the last comment from Kurt everyone was silent for the rest of the ride. Rachel smiled fakely out the window and Finn just sat with his hands between his legs, and hunched over because of how tall he was.

They pulled up in front of huge house, cars buzzing in and out of the driveway like bees. People yelled and ran in front of cars not evening looking. Kurt almost hit some swaggy guy who jumped in front of the car laughing, drink in hand.

"Where are we going to find parking?" Asked Rachel clueless.

"Well I don't know Rachel, but can you please be quiet so I don't shoot someone in the face." Kurt seethed, getting frustrated from all the people driving around and honking.

"Lets see if there is a parking spot down the road or something." Finn said.

After about 20 minutes of trying to find parking they finally came across the end of the street where there was a forest, when they got of the car you could hear a rushing river within the dark trees. Kurt shuddered, something big was going to happen there. He could feel it.

They walked up the gravelly road, Rachel and Finn were huddling up because of the cold. Sometimes it was like Rachel and Finn were dating, not Kurt and Rachel. Kurt just sighed shoving his hands in the pockets of his letterman jacket.

"Frankenteen!" Yelled a tipsy Santana Lopez, she ran over to the group draping herself on Finn. Rachel watched the two interact with jealousy swimming in her eyes. Finn just sort of looked uncomfortable but held her up and dragged her inside the big house.

"Dude! You made it!" Puck said, slinging an arm around Kurt's broad shoulders. Kurt coughed because of the smoke from his joint.

"I'll get you guys a drink wait right here." Puck said, he patted Kurt on the back and ran off.

After an hour of watching all the hormonal teens dance, drink and smoke Kurt felt himself drifting off. He stood up and walked around the house a bit. Pushing his way through the tightly packed entry way. When he came out of the mob he found himself at the bottom of a large staircase leading up, he decided to go check it out and started to stoop up the pearly white stairs. Kurt hadn't had enough alcohol to get him drunk and clumsy, but he took precautions in his tipsy state and held onto the railing tight.

Kurt got to the top and stood in a white hallway, on the walls there were pictures of what Kurt assumed was the family living in the house. A picture of young boy around 7 hung next to what seemed to be a 20 year old man, brother maybe? Pictures of the parents hung above. The mother was Phillipino with long thick dark hair and warm golden eyes. The father didn't look as happy as the mother and it felt like Kurt had drunken something cold. The man had short cropped curly salt and pepper hair, his eyes a dark icy blue. A shiver went down Kurt's spine, and he looked away from the photo.

Next to the photo collection were three doors. Kurt peeked into one, there was a huge king sized bed with red sheets placed carefully on it, on either side of the bed there were side tables. On the table closest to Kurt there was a picture of same young boy and the older boy. The older boy looked only a few years older than the 7 year old here, which was odd since in the other one he looked at least 10 years older than the younger boy. On the other night stand which stood almost under the window there was a book perched face down and a orange bottle of sleeping pills.

Kurt shut the door and moved onto the second door, when he looked inside there was nothing except a bed and a large closet. The bed looked worn out and old, able to hold one teenage boy. Kurt walked into this room his feet sinking into the carpet, he tip toed over to the closet and pulled it open, inside were boxes stacked on each other all labeled with, Cooper's things. Cooper must've been the older boy in the photos.

Kurt left the room, shutting the door quietly. As Kurt approached the last door, he could hear music. Kurt recognized the artist, it was Muse. The song 'Invincible' played loudly.

"You can come in if you want." Came a voice from inside the room, the music turning down.

Kurt's eyes widened, did the person in there watch him going through the other rooms? Was this their house? Oh god he was going to be murdered.

The door to the room opened and a short boy with curly hair stood in the doorway. Kurt shut his mouth and just stared at the boy. He had golden eyes and dark hair just like the woman in the photo, but had curly hair like the young boy and the older man..

"I was, uh, just, um, looking around." Kurt stuttered out, his face heated up as the other boy chuckled.

"My names Blaine. What's yours?" Blaine asked Kurt.

"Hummel. Kurt Hummel."

"Well, Hummel." Blaine said, flattening his red polo; and straightening his navy blue white polka dotted bowtie.

"Welcome to my party." Blaine said, opening his arms and smiling mysteriously.

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-S