Chapter 1

The Dalton Academy Warblers

"Hi, I'm Blaine," said a handsome, mysterious stranger.

Kurt had just transferred from Lima Heights, because of his past. He had just gotten out of a bad relationship with his ex-boyfriend, David Karofsky.

David used to bully him. Badly. He wasn't alone, either. It was usually with his friends. But David used to bully Kurt, because he was also gay.

He knew it made no sense, but bear with him.

Kurt had decided to get together with the ham hock, being how he was the only other gay he knew of. But, it had to be a secret. So, one day, when his "boyfriend" threw a slushy in his face, which was Kurt's last straw, he said, once alone, "We're having Nationals today for Glee."
"Okay," said David, confused. "Good luck."
"I want you to come," said Kurt.
David hesitated, looking uncomfortable. "You know I can't."
"And why not?" said Kurt, sadly. "Because you're ashamed of me?"
"No," said David. "You know why I can't."
Kurt stormed around the room, angrily. "It's because you're ashamed of me! And of being gay! You think it's easy for me? You think my dad will approve of me dating my school bully?"
"Kurt, I love you-"
"You don't love me! You love your reputation! Your reputation means everything to you! Either you come to Nationals… or we're done."

And David never came. Turns out, he and some cheerleading chick got together during Nationals.

Kurt couldn't take seeing his ex-boyfriend and some dumb blonde chick in the hallway together. And the bullying got worse for him. The dumb blonde joined in and got the other Cheerios to help her.

So, here Kurt was, in the hallway of Dalton, with a mysterious, handsome, nice, handsome, very cute, handsome, stranger in front of him.

Did Kurt mention he was handsome?
"And you are?" asked the stranger.

Oh, geez. Kurt was so caught up in his thoughts, he didn't even realize the handsome stranger had spoken to him.

"Uh, I'm… uh… Kurt," stuttered Kurt. "Kurt… Hummel."
The handsome stranger chuckled. "In case you didn't catch my name, I'm Blaine. Blaine Anderson."
The so-called "Blaine" extended his hand towards Kurt. Kurt thought he was trying to shake his hand, but instead, he got dragged into a room.

Kurt took in his surroundings. About a hundred Dalton Academy Warblers were in the same room as him. There was also a piano. This must have been the music room.

But why were they all crammed in here? Were they taking music lessons?
That's when the so-called "Blaine" started singing. Kurt could easily tell by the beat that this was "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry.

And so-called "Blaine" was amazing.

Kurt was mesmerized by Blaine's voice. But the weird part was that Blaine seemed to be staring at Kurt the whole time.

But Kurt had to be fantasizing the whole thing, right?

Even if he was fantasizing, he still couldn't seem to look away from Blaine. And Blaine didn't look like he wanted to look away from Kurt anytime soon.

The only time Blaine looked away from him was to look at some other guys at the side of him, who were dancing along with Blaine.

One guy gave Blaine a thumbs-up and Blaine grinned at him. Then, he turned back to Kurt.

By the end of the song, Kurt was clapping. Some guys looked at him.

Oh God, weren't they supposed to clap?
But then the other guys started to smile at him and clapped, too.

The bell rang and Kurt started for the door, but Blaine stopped him.

"So, uh, did you like the song?" asked Blaine.

What was a proper answer? I loved it? The song was cute and so are you? Were you flirting with me?
After Kurt considered his options, he went with a simple nod. Blaine grinned. That seemed to do the trick.

"Do you want to sit with my friends and I at lunch?" asked Blaine. "They were the ones dancing with me."
Oh my God, Blaine was flirting with Kurt!

Wait, he was, right?

But Kurt couldn't over-think things. His gaydar was pinging loud and clear at Blaine.

"Sure," said Kurt. "I would love to."
Blaine grinned again. He seemed to like grinning. "Great. Want me to walk you to class?"
Kurt smiled and nodded. "I have French."

"French?" asked Blaine. "I have French, too."
So, they walked to French. Though, while they were walking, Kurt noticed how Blaine's hand seemed to inch closer to his. Kurt didn't want to pull his hand away and make Blaine feel embarrassed, so Kurt kept his hand were it was. Although, Blaine never took Kurt's hand. He just seemed to leave it close to Kurt's.

When they got to French, Madame Heather had Kurt introduce himself to the class. Kurt introduced himself in perfect French, without hesitation or lack of fluency. Both Madame Heather and Blaine seemed to be impressed.

"Bien fait, Monsieur Hummel," said Madame Heather, proudly.

"Merci, Madame Heather," said Kurt, taking a seat.

Blaine continued to stare at him all through French. It was started to make Kurt uncomfortable. But it also made Kurt lose focus. He could barely pay attention to Madame Heather's class. But, Kurt still managed to answer all of her questions effortlessly.

When French ended, Blaine escorted Kurt to all of his classes until lunch. Then, Blaine went to sit with his friends. Kurt got his lunch and went to join them.

"You guys," said Blaine, standing up to introduce Kurt. "This is Kurt Hummel. He is a new Warbler."
Kurt gave a little wave and smile. "Hello."
"Nice to meet you," said the one a boy who looked like an Asian. "I'm Wes."
"He looks like good Dalton material," said the one next to Wes, who was black. "I'm David."
The other two didn't even bother to look up. They seemed too caught up in each other.

"Nick?" asked Blaine. "Jeff? Would you bother to say "hello" to the new Warbler?"
That seemed to get their attention. They jerked up and smiled at Kurt.

"Hi," said the brunette. "I'm Nick."
"I'm Jeff," said the blonde one.

"Sorry about them," whispered Blaine. "They just got together. They're… a little obsessed with each other."
"They're… gay?" asked Kurt.

"Oh, yeah," said Blaine, easily. "Literally, half the people at Dalton are gay."
Kurt raised his eyebrows. It was good to know Kurt wouldn't be the only gay one at Dalton.

"Every one of these guys except for Wes is gay," added Blaine. "He has a girlfriend."
"Her name's Stacy," said Wes, hearing his name. "We've been together for two years now."
Kurt smiled. Lucky him.

"Does David have a boyfriend?" asked Kurt, timidly.
David looked up at his name. "What? No. Gross!"
"He knows you're gay, dude," said Blaine.
"So, now we're telling a stranger our secrets?" teased David. "For the record, yes, I do have a boyfriend. His name is Adam."
Kurt smiled again. So, everyone here has a boyfriend except for Kurt and Blaine.

Lucky them.