Mixed Up: A glee fanfiction

Summary: I'm sorry; this isn't a Klaine fanfic or Finchel, SO DON'T HATE. I absolutely love Klaine, but I wanted to write something different. The seniors have graduated. Kurt, Rachel, and Finn are living in NY, Santana and Mercedes live nearby, working as actresses. Mike lives a few states away, going to dance school. Puck is going to an acting college with Finn. Quinn lives in New Haven. The juniors are graduating soon. Kurt and Blaine are having bumps in their relationship, it being long distance and all. All of the glee characters are in odd relationships. My first fanfic, so please don't be harsh. This centers around Kurt's relationship and Blaine's relationship. SORRY I DIDN'T POST SONG LYRICS!

Couples: Kurt/Blaine (a little in the beginning) Kurt/Chandler, Puck/Rachel, Tina/Mike, Quinn/Artie, Finn/Sam, Santana/Brittany, Mercedes/Shane, Blaine/Jess

I WISH THAT I DID, BUT I DON'T OWN GLEE.

Kurt's POV- Chapter 1

Finally, I did it! Here I am, New York, NYADA, in an apartment with Rachel and Finn. And a lot of hard work got me here. After being rejected from our schools the first time, we both took sassy attitude (well, mostly me with the attitude) to the boards of our separate schools and confronted the members. Finn got accepted easily, but me, I was another story.

After being told no several times, I gave those members, including Carmen Tibido, a dazzling impromptu performance of "You Can't Stop the Beat." As soon as the last note of the song ended, I was accepted. I immediately called Rachel, and she moved her things in her apartment around to accommodate Finn and me, he had already called her. So the three of us were all set to be dazzling stars in New York, with Santana, Mercedes, Puck, and Quinn living nearby. Plus, Sam, Brittany and Blaine are moving by us in a week, so the former New Directions are taking over New York!

Blaine. The one question of my New York life. He's seemed detached lately when we Skype, and he never texts me. I'm starting to be afraid I am falling out of love with Blaine, that maybe we aren't as compatible as we thought. I feel like I am only holding onto our relationship by a thin thread, and I wish he was here with me. I feel about to cry and honestly just need someone to hold me.

Wow, how did my excitement thoughts turn so depressing? I need to go shopping; a new military jacket can help me get my mind off of things. I walk over to Rachel's room and knock on her door.

She opens it up, smiling, "Hi, Kurt. What's up?"

"I was planning to go shopping, and thought I'd ask you to come along."

"Okay, sure. I know all of the best stores in New York City anyway. Just let me grab my coat." I nod, and Rachel goes over to her closet, grabbing a red coat and matching sailor-like hat. She has some style, but nothing close to me.

We head out of the apartment, leaving Finn sitting by his phone, happy we're leaving. He thinks Rachel and I don't know about his secret relationship. Well, we may not know everything, but we know a lot. Both Rachel and I have caught Sam and Finn making out when Sam visits on the weekends. However, next week, Sam will be moving into our apartment, and Blaine will be too, temporarily, before finding his own apartment. We planned on me moving in with him, but honestly I don't know. I go down to McKinley this weekend to watch him, Sam, Brittany, and Tina graduate. It's a shame Tina isn't coming to New York with us, but she is going to a drama school near Mike's dance school.

We step out onto the sidewalk, Rachel locks the door and hails a taxi. We climb inside, and I ask, "Where should we go first?"

"That depends," She answers, "What are you planning to buy?"

"A new military jacket."

"Ah, so then we should head to this little shop I know in SOHO." She gives the driver directions and he turns on the radio. A Broadway station. And the song "Not the Boy Next Door" is playing. And of course I start to sing along. Rachel's classic favorite "Don't rain on my Parade" plays next. I don't know if this is coincidence or a sign.

We pull up in front of a small, brightly colored building. I step out, and then Rachel pays the driver and follows me.

"I absolutely adore this shop." Rachel says as we push open the wooden doors.

I am speechless as we walk inside. All of the latest fashion trend items, cardigans, military jackets, ripped skinnies, any thing I can possibly think of, in front of me in any color I can think of. I lean over and whisper to Rachel, "I will probably walk out of here with more than just a jacket."

"I will probably buy a whole new closet." She responds, smiling. I head for the military jackets, and Rachel heads for cardigans. I pick up a few brightly colored and sequined military jackets and head for the small unisex dressing room. I try on the first one, bright blue, and step out to the three way mirror.

"Wow. You can pull anything off, Kurt. Your style is iconic."

I turn around and see Chandler, standing with an armful of clothes.

"Thanks." I simply respond. "You know, I kind of feel bad for telling you not to text me. It was harmless, and my boyfriend got upset and…"

I can't say anymore because Chandler has his lips pressed to mine.

A/N: Cliffhanger! What do you think? Please review.