Blaine was finishing off his leftover homework from last week, it was easier enough thanks to his private school education during high school but it was a different environment and he couldn't shake it off. He admits that he missed high school and the Warblers. Even if to get there he had to go through bullying and a lot of pain, he fought in his own way at the end and now he was in New York on a music scholarship thanks to the Warblers win at Nationals against Vocal Adrenalin and New Directions.
Sure he wished that everyone could win but his own team winning the National's trophy in New York was outstanding. Though his Father wished he would go to Yale or Harvard, he was thoroughly disappointed in his son but thanks to his Mother's ever growing support for Blaine, he was able to follow his dreams.
Now here he was in his dorm room finishing off his theory work before class, his room mate was always out and about so it was like he lived by himself sometimes.
He packed away his work books into his satchel, flicked off the desk light and ventured into the bathroom to have a shower before bed.
Tomorrow should be good, handing in all his homework that was due and also doing his singing class in the afternoon always made him welcome Monday.
After his shower he eased into bed and closed his eyes, thinking of different possible songs he would sing to the instructor tomorrow, then he dozed off into a deep sleep, thinking of the ever famous Michael Jackson.
Class wasn't as eventful as he thought it would be, first off his room mate unplugged his alarm because he needed the power point for his phone charger. Then he raced out the dorm room without his satchel, having to run back and bolt across campus. He made it just as the bell went but it didn't mean he didn't recieve a nasty sneer from his lecturer when he apologized and took his seat.
Sure it could have been better but he kept his hopes up for later in the afternoon when the singing class came up, it was their turn to pick a song to practice for their auditions for West Side Story, Blaine was auditioning for Tony just like any of the guys were, though he would be happy with any role honestly.
With the theory done, the homework handed in and recieving a new piece of work, Blaine was out the door. He had an hour before his singing class, so he stopped by the campus coffee shop to order his usual Medium Drip. After paying for his coffee, he took a seat near the window. The New York air was a little cold due to Winter approaching but it was still very nice and beautiful.
Sipping his coffee, he took notice of another individual in the coffee shop, he was ordering a coffee when his eyes caught Blaine's, he looked away to admire whatever he could find outside the shop when he heard a slight coughing sound. Blaine slowly turned to see the same individual who caught him looking to be standing right in front of him.
Blaine was speechless, he didn't know whether to apologize for staring or just apologize for something completely off the record.
The individual didn't look mad but he seemed curios, though he didn't speak first so Blaine guessed he had to "Hi...Can I help you?" he gulped wondering if he should offer the guy a seat or not.
"Yes you can" he then took a seat across from Blaine, he crossed his legs and looked at Blaine with an observant eye "I noticed you a few times around campus, of course you've never met me before. I'm Kurt Hummel" when he heard the name and recognized the face, he instantly knew who he was talking to.
Blaine straightened in his seat "I know you...you were at National's last year, you were with New Directions" he smiled then realized it probably wasn't the best thing to do.
Kurt clenched his coffee a little and then relaxed "I hoped you wouldn't bring that up, but seen as you have, yes I was a part of New Directions and I know who you are"
He raised his brow "Oh? You do?"
Kurt nodded "You were the soloist for the Warblers, you were the one who won Nationals and got the scholarship I wanted" he said with scolding anger, Blaine internally flinched and it showed on the outside as well "So when I saw you, I just had to come over and say hello, reintroduce myself and also let you know that thanks to the Warblers, our glee instructor lost his job because this was the second time we lost at Nationals" he took a sip of his coffee before continuing "Now he has to stick with his normal classes, New Directions no longer exists because we lost to your accapella boy band" he then got up from the table "Have a nice day" then he was out the store.
Blaine was in utter shock, his mouth hung open and he suddenly felt sadness wash over him. He got up and threw his coffee in the bin, no longer wanting to drink it. He slowly made his way across to the studio till he found he was one of the first students in the room, he took a seat away from everyone else.
Not much could get Blaine down after Middle School, sure some people would trigger his anger but he could usually control it, but one individual was able to rid of all that control and make him feel helpless and upset.
He ruined a teachers lifestyle and most likely destroyed any chances of any new talent coming to light in Ohio. How was anyone supposed to take that lightly. Right then he redecided his song choice for something more sorrow than upbeat.
"Alright everyone, it's going to be a busy couple of hours but if we all want to have a shot we must start right away. We're going alphabetically and seen as Miss Adere's is absent, Blaine would you like to go first?" the intructor said as she waltzed in, she spoke quickly so she could keep us all on our feet and it did work.
Blaine nodded and stood up, he told her the song choice, she seemed surprised and when he grabbed the acoustic guitar he had with him. He tuned it and begun singing Tears and Rain - James Blunt.
Everyone was quiet and he begun playing his guitar while singing, it helped that a student knew the song and played the Piano, it seemed more real to him having more than one instrument playing.
They didn't join in on the singing as this was his song, but he was so used to it, but Blaine kept going till he played the final chord. He looked up to see the intructor basically egding off of her seat and everyone else just smiling "Thank you" he then pulled off his guitar and sat back down in his spot to wait out the next couple of hours, Even if everyone was supportive of his performance all he wanted to do was walk out and just go to his dorm room, but he stayed and listened to everyone.
It was a good two hours before they got through the whole class, including breaks and time to talk about song choices and good ways to impress the judges in the audition room.
Blaine couldn't get out of there quick enough when the instructor told them they could leave, he grabbed his satchel and put his guitar away in the locker they usually kept students instruments and then he was out the door before anyone could stop him.
He was walking across campus when he bumped into the reason for his plumeted mood, he looked away and walked around Kurt before he called his attention "Wait Blaine" he sighed.
Blaine turned around "Yes?"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said the things I did...Having a bad day and when I saw you...it's no excuse for what I said and I'm sorry" Kurt said apologetically.
Blaine nodded "Thanks" he went to turn again but Kurt called to him again, so he stopped and looked at Kurt.
"I just wanted to know if I could make it up to you? Maybe a coffee?"
This could go either way, Blaine could turn the other way and ignore Kurt for the duration of his University years or he could have coffee and find out what made Kurt lash out like that
His curiousity was bigger than being an rude guy who chooses to ignore people. Blaine wasn't like that.
So he nodded and agreed to have coffee, they walked to the coffee shop and each ordered their desired coffee before sitting down in the exact table they met earlier that day.
They took a few sips before even looking up at each other, Kurt was the one that broke the silence first "Before you ask, the reason I was so angry is because I've been having a bad couple of days, the problem with me is that if I am mad enough I lash out to the nearest person. Unluckily for you, I saw you and couldn't stop myself" from saying something" he sighed before continuing "I can be a diva I admit but normally I'm a nice guy" Kurt sounded as if he was trying to convince himself and not Blaine.
Blaine took another sip of his coffee and put the cup down "It's fine Kurt, anger is a very raw emotion that not a lot of people can control and I know what it's like but I am very sorry for what happened at your school..." he couldn't apologize for winning but he could be sincere about it all.
Kurt closed his eyes, he saw a small tear escape and instantly wished he could make the boy feel better "You shouldn't be so understanding, anyone else would have walked away and yet here you are" he gestured to Blaine "Sitting across from me as if nothing happened"
He contemplated what to say to the boy, could he admit that he was upset and he spent his whole singing lesson basically mulling it over? Or should he brush it off his shoulder.
Blaine couldn't do either completely without feeling guilty.
"Look Kurt there is no easy way for me to explain why I am here, honestly it was curiousity about you. I wanted to know how I ruined someone's lifestyle and dreams...I've never done that, and I don't want a repeat of it" he said honestly, but not admitting how his class went earlier.
"You didn't ruin it, I say things that aren't completely true when I'm mad...we lost because our setlist was stolen again and then we tried so hard...it's not fair" he admitted, Blaine reached out to the guy and grabbed his hand, he didn't pull away.
Blaine looked at him sincerely "It's okay to be angry, I would be devastated if that happened to me" he smiled to try and cheer him up "How about a lighter subject?"
Kurt nodded, he seemed to not be able to speak.
So Blaine would ask him questions that would require he speak "So what are you studying here?"
"Music...just like I wanted, but I'm getting financial support for my fee's" he explained.
Blaine knew he shouldn't feel bad but he did, it was only natural "New York has always been a step towards my dream"
"What is your dream?" he said as he took a sip of his coffee.
"To be on Broadway" Kurt said simply, it rolled off of his tongue as if it was the most easiests things in the world to admit.
Blaine chuckled lightly and shook his head "That simple? Be on Broadway?"
"It is inevatable afterall" he smirked, he actually smirked. He never saw such a smile that made he himself smile, it brought happiness into their sad conversation they had earlier.
"Maybe one day I could hear you sing, without the helpings of other voices of course" he took a sip and when he finished off his cup, Blaine got up and put both of theirs in the bin, Sitting back down to continue talking.
"Only if I can hear you sing without your Warblers" he laughed lightly and Blaine joined in, even though Blaine was the soloist of the Warblers, it was distracting for people to hear his voice and their sounds.
They continued talking till it was nearly seven p.m. Kurt had to bail because of prior commitments and Blaine had to finish off his homework, they said their goodbyes and they organized to meet here tomorrow around twelve p.m. They parted ways and Blaine felt better about his night ahead now that the sadness of the day had passed and he was able to talk to Kurt without getting upset.
When Blaine walked into his dorm room, he was expecting to be alone, except their was the dorm room staff at his door and the Police. His room mate was hand cuffed against the opposite wall and when he got closer, the staff and Police instantly asked him questions.
What had happened while he was out? Was his room mate a drug dealer? Now Blaine was mixed up in all of this, it was going to be a long night.