**Kurt**
A dance competition was finally being held in New York. There was a lot of buzz about it, because it wasn't just one style of dancing that the competition allowed, it was all types and styles.
Kurt was a typical classical dancer, he had a degree in ballet, but his further education was in all kinds of different classical movements, especially jazz. And he loved dancing. When his agent sent him an email with the leaflet attached to it for the competition, the grand prize being a spot in National showcase for talent, and $500,000, he was excited.
This was exactly what he was waiting for.
He had his own little studio for practising his performances and keeping himself in shape. He used dance for everything, stress relief, exercise, fun. He was good, his teachers had all been very impressed with him throughout his school years, and he had been top of his class in everything.
He had been in competitions before, one back in Ohio when he was still in high school, one in Chicago just after he graduated, and another in New Jersey when he was in college.
There was just one thing he hated about these dance competitions. They always hosted his rival too.
Blaine Anderson.
He had been a bane in Kurt's existence for years. He was a fair dancer himself, Kurt could admit. And throughout every competition Blaine seemed to be there. His style was more modern and contemporary, and Kurt had made it clear whenever their eyes met that he hated him.
Blaine had glared back, with a smirk, and thus became a rivalry unlike any other. Blaine wowed the judges at his first competition and Kurt had received second place, which made the hate between them grow a little more.
Kurt had won the second competition, and had smirked at Blaine with his second place ribbon.
The third one in New Jersey was a draw. The judges simply couldn't decide between them, as both of them had been excellent.
They graduated from the same high school, and went to the same prestigious dance college. Both of them had graduated at the top of their classes. And another stint in Kurt's hatred of him, was that they had the same agent.
So he already knew that in every competition his agent had thrown at him, he had also thrown it to Blaine too.
He literally hated that guy.
And he vowed to crush him in this competition. It would be Kurt's time to shine now. And he had a lot of work to do.
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**Blaine**
Blaine received an email about a competition from his agent. And as he read through the information he could see himself winning that first place and getting the money and thanking his teachers and his family. He could see it so clearly.
He was a great dancer. Not his words. Everyone had always been in awe of him in every dance class he joined. He had started with ballet when he was 4 years old, and did a little tap dancing when he was 7, with a few friends of his.
In his teen years, he was interested in more modern and contemporary stuff so he joined a few classes he could find in Ohio.
He won his first competition, and that just cemented dance into his life all the more. He focused on it, became one with his moves. His body was his tool and he always used it to his advantage. He kept fit through jogging, going to the gym and he had his own little dance studio to practice in.
It was an amazing feeling that he got, whenever he danced. It felt like flying. It was incredible.
There was just one small blip on his radar.
Kurt Hummel, his rival in every competition and class he had ever attended.
He had tried to be friends with Kurt at first, but after receiving a number of glares and then a really irritating and scathing look after he won his first competition, he knew there was no way they could ever be friends. Kurt hated him, and he had to say that after all these years, the feeling was mutual.
Kurt was amazing at performing, anybody could see that. But Blaine literally had to grit his teeth when Kurt entered a room, to stop himself from saying something obnoxious.
Blaine sighed, as he remembered that indeed, his agent was Kurt's too, and obviously they had both received the same email. Now he knew more than ever that he had to enter, if only to watch Kurt fail one more time.
Blaine would be the best, and nothing was stopping him this time.
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