It was 9 o'clock in the morning and Kurt was already struggling with closing his suitcase. He figured he just had too much clothing, but, nobody could ever have enough clothes."Kurt Elizabeth Hummel! If you don't come down here right now, you're gonna miss your ride!"Carole was standing at the bottom of the stairs, tapping her foot with her arms crossed. Kurt was going to New York. After being accepted to NYADA, he figured that getting an early start would be better so he would feel more comfortable when Summer ends.

Sam was coming to pick Kurt up to drive him to the airport. Sam and Kurt were officially an item now, considering the fact that Kurt was mainly forcing Sam out of the closet when Sam first transfered to McKinley in grade 11. Sam never cared though. All he cared about was Kurt. He hated to see him leave, but, it was for the best.

Kurt threw his bag over his shoulder and picked up one of the suitcases. "Finn! Come help me with my other suitcases!" He called out into the hallway. Finn came running down the hallway to help Kurt. He was too afraid to say "no" to Kurt. After having to live with kurt for almost 2 years, Finn came to his senses to realize that Kurt could be pretty scary when he wanted to. Just thinking about what happened at the New Year's party had Finn on his toes.

"Whoa. You sure you packed enough?" Finn was giving Kurt attitude. Well, that's what Kurt calls it. "Just put these two at the front door." Kurt waved his hand towards two identical, baby blue suitcases that were sitting off in the corner. Finn scurried over to them, grabbing one in each hand and turned to Kurt. "When are you leaving?" Kurt looked up at Finn and blinked. "When Sam gets here." He turned on his heals towards the door, gripping the handle on his suitcase and making his way down the stairs, Finn following close behind.

"Kurt?" Finn set Kurt's suitcases down near the front door and shoved his hands in his pockets. "What?" Kurt looked out the window, hoping that Sam had arrived. But he wasn't there yet. "Um, do you think I can... move into your room?" Finn leaned against the front door, looking over at Kurt. Kurt shot head head towards Finn and paused for a moment. "Why do you want to move into my room?" Kurt half smiled, crossing his arms.

"Well, you know, your room is bigger and since Rachel never got into NYADA, I was planning on having her come over a few times over the Summer. I mean, it's kind of hard having my girlfriend come over and stick her in a small room over night." Finn shrugged, impatiently waiting for Kurt to answer. Kurt let out a sigh. "Fine. But Puckerman's not allowed in there." Finn raised an eyebrow. "How come?" Kurt saw movement out the window from the corner of his eye. He smiled at the sight of a blond-headed boy pulling into the driveway with a silver 2009 Volvo.

"Dad! Carole! Sam's here!" Kurt slipped on his shoes and looked over at his father who was making his way over to give Kurt a last hug. "Bye Kurt. I'm gonna miss you so much. Now stay out of trouble." Burt squeezed his son and then released looking at him. "I'll miss you too. And don't worry, I will." Kurt turned to Carole and pulled her in for a quick hug when she looked like she was about to burst into tears. "Oh, Carole, don't cry. I'll be visiting on Holidays to see Family, Friend and Sam. Okay?" Carole sniffled and Kurt felt her nod and pulled back from the hug. Finn watched the scene and then patted his step brother on the shoulder and ruffled his hair a bit, recieving some unwanted glares from Kurt.

Burt helped Kurt load the suitcases into the trunk. Kurt hopped into the car and kissed Sam on the cheek. "Hi." Sam smiled at him and pulled out of the driveway, slowly. "Hello to you too." Kurt leaned back in his seat and enjoyed the drive to the airport, giggling with his boyfriend the rest of the way there.

Kurt was shaking from head to toe like an 8 year old girl who's standing in line to go on a rollercoaster for the first time. Sam ran around the car to open the door for Kurt. He was always such a gentlemen and Kurt admired that about him. He always felt so lucky to have a boyfriend like Sam. Kurt stepped out of the car and bit his lip, looking around to all the other people who were getting ready to buy their tickets and board the plane. He let out a shakey breath, reaching for his cellphone is his pant pocket. He never really got to tell Mercedes goodbye. Mercedes is his best friend, after all. He just never made the time to actually sit down and have a nice long chat with her ever since summer break started. He regreted it.

Sam shut the car door. This caused Kurt to jump slightly and drop his phone. Sam looked down at the phone and back up to Kurt. "Kurt, are you okay? You seem a little..." Sam paused to look Kurt up and down. "...jumpy." Kurt immediately reached down and picked up his phone, shaking his head. "I'm... fine. Just a little... nervous. You know?" Sam nodded in agreement and pulled him in for a tight hug. "I'm gonna miss you so much." Kurt had tears forming in his eyes. He felt one roll down his cheek and splatter onto Sam's shoulder. "Just promise me you'll come visit on weekends. I can't stand being away from you for so long." Sam pulled back from the hug and rested his hands on Kurt's shoulders. Kurt sniffled and nodded quickly. Kurt loved Sam, and being away from him was just too hard. Of course he was going to be visiting him and his family on the weekends. "Don't worry. I will." Kurt smiled and Sam returned it, wiping a tear away that hanging from Kurt's chin.

They unloaded the luggage from the car and payed for Kurt's airplane ticket.

Sam sat in the waiting area and looked up at Kurt, who was pacing back and forth. "Kurt-" Kurt immediately cut Sam off. "I can't do it." He stopped infront of Sam and turned to face him. "I can't go." Kurt chewed on one of his finger nails. "Yes, you can, Kurt." Sam said, frowning up at Kurt. "No. I can't just leave you and my Dad." He glanced over at a little girl who looked to be 5 years old. She was crying aloud. Her face was a light shade of red and she was hugging a woman who looked to be the girls mother.

Sam stood up, taking Kurts' hands. "Kurt. Listen to me. You're gonna get on that plane and you're gonna go to New York." Sam queezed Kurts' hands. "I can't." Kurt looked down at the ground. "Yes, you can!" Sam smiled and licked his dry licks. Kurt returned the smile and scratched his head.

He held Sam's hand to Kurt's chest and closed his eyes. Sam bit his lip. "Your heart's beating really fast." Kurt's eyes flew open. "I know. That's how nervous I am." He sighed.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came over the P.A system. "Flight 12 to New York is getting ready to leave. Passangers are to start boarding the plane immediately." Kurt let out a shakey breath and gazed at Sam. "Here goes nothing." He let out a quiet laugh and bit his lip. "I love you." Sam started to tear up himself. Kurt's never seen his boyfriend cry before. "I love you too." Kurt replied in response and kissed his boyfriend. Sam kissed back and held it for a couple seconds before pulling away.

Kurt smiled and walked off towards the entrance of the plane.