Hello guys. This is an entire new story, I know I have some other fics to finish, but I won't finish them. They were really bad and they were just completely...well they sucked. This story doesn't relate to any of the other stories.
This is obviously a Dalton fic, because I love Dalton and I miss the Warblers too much.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters. Because if I would, the should would contain only Klaine, Tike and no Finchel.
Didn't expect to see you here
Trent Tyler was walking through the halls of his dorm, classes were over and it's finally weekend. It had been a long busy week for Trent, the usual drama of the Warblers and then homework. This weekend was going to be about him, he would relax in his room, perhaps go to the movie or out for another shopping trip.
He hoped one of the guys would want to tag along. Trent sighed, he wondered why he was the outcast in his group of friends, most of the people thought he was gay, because he liked clothes and he acted sassy, but to be honest, Trent was straight.
The chubby boy stopped in his tracks as he rounded the corner, the door of his room was open. Did he forget to close the door behind him this morning? Or was someone in his room? It was weird, because Trent didn't have a roommate.
"I'm gonna miss you kiddo, call me every day. I'll see you next weekend." A voice said, it was definitely a man, Trent inched closer to his room, he was rather curious now. Was he getting a new roommate? Shouldn't they have informed him?
"I'm going to miss you to dad, it's going to be fine. Bye." Another voice said, it was a little high for an average boy, but it was definitely a boy. A man left Trent's room, the man was wearing a baseball cap and flannel clothes. A boy emerged from the room, he was wearing clothes Trent immediately approved. The boy's skin was pale, he looked tired, there where bags under his eyes, his shoulders were hanging, he seemed defeated. Trent wondered what was wrong with the guy.
The mysterious boy embraced his father tightly, the man nodded and walked away. The boy was about to turn around and return to his room, but his eye caught Trent standing in the hall, the boy eyed him like he was about to attack him. Trent decided to break the silence, and welcome his roommate?
The boy's father had disappeared at the door of the hall, they were alone now.
"Hello, my name is Trent. I suppose you are my new roommate?" Trent smiled cheerily at the slender boy "I'm Kurt, yes this is my room. So we are roommates?" Kurt whispered, Trent had trouble hearing it, because it was barely audible. Trent nodded and held out his hand, Kurt seemed to check if he wasn't going to attack him. Then Kurt reached out his hand and shook it.
Trent immediately decided that the boy was abused or bullied. He had seen other people that were or had been in those situations how they acted. They were always calculating if they were safe or in danger.
Both boys entered the room, Trent pointed at his side of the room "This is my side," then he pointed at the empty side of the room "This is yours, we share a bathroom," Trent pointed at the oak door next to Trent's bed "Uhm, I suppose someone told you all the rules?" Kurt nodded, but didn't make eye contact with Trent.
"I could help you unpack if you need help." Trent suggested, Kurt looked up, this was the first time they made direct eye contact "You want to help me unpack?" Kurt muttered, the boy looked genuinely surprised by Trent's offer to help. Trent felt for Kurt, he reckoned that the boy didn't have any friends and was lonely.
Probably bullied, told the voice in the back of his head.
"Yes, of course." Trent smiled encouragingly at Kurt, the pale boy seemed to consider the offer and then said "That would be nice, thank you." Kurt and Trent sat down on Trent's bed and took a box "Let's do your clothes first, that's the most important thing, you don't want them to wrinkle." Trent suggested, Kurt nodded in agreement "I love fashion." Trent stated.
"Oh you do?" Kurt asked, he was clearly interested in this topic, Trent mentally patted himself on his back "Yes, I do. I love clothes, I read all those fashion magazines. Now and then I design clothes, but I'm not that good." Kurt handed him a jacket and Trent hung it up in the closet.
"I love clothes too, I design a lot. I want to become a designer if I don't get on Broadway first." The two of them worked like this for a while, in silence though. Trent figured Kurt wanted some rest and decided not to ask more questions.
After two hours everything was in place and Trent decided that it was time to go to dinner "Do you want to come to have dinner with me and my friends? Because I'm starving." In cue Trent's stomach rumbled, Kurt snorted "Sure, I'm quite hungry." The two of them started walking towards the cafeteria, Trent was happy the boy seemed to already start to loosen up a little.
"So Kurt, besides clothes what do you like? Oh and you should totally show me some of your designs, I'd love to see them." Trent wished he and Kurt had a few things in common so they might become friends, but the odds were never in his favour.
"Uhm, I love singing, I do sing quite a lot, so I hope you don't mind that. I work at the shop with my dad sometimes, he's a mechanic you know. I love Broadway and sappy films, uhm I don't know what to say more." Kurt shrugged a little. The two of them entered the cafeteria, it wasn't packed with the normal load of students. Most of the students would go home or go out with friends in the weekend, so there weren't a lot of students right now.
"Are you a good singer?" Trent asked, he wondered if Kurt was good, he mentioned something about Broadway earlier.
Kurt shrugged "I'm good, I guess. I was in the glee club at McKinley." Trent positively beamed at Kurt, he was delighted that they had something else in common, he might get Kurt to join the Warblers.
"You should totally try out for the Warblers, that's the glee club of this school." Kurt nodded and said "I'll think about it." Trent was satisfied with this answer for now.
Trent and Kurt waited in the line for the food, when they approached the table all the boys fell silent, they stared at Kurt questioningly. Wes was the first one to speak up "Hey Trent, who is that?" Trent and Kurt sat down next to each other, Kurt murmured "I'm Kurt, I just transferred."
"I'm David, these weirdo's are my friends. This is Nick, Jeff, Wesley you should call him Wes though, you know Trent. Thad and Blaine are also friends of us, Thad is probably still reading his book and has forgotten that he has to eat. And God knows where Blaine is, the guy gets lost in his own mind too much. Nice to meet you Kurt." David said, Jeff beamed at Kurt "You are handsome, nice to meet you Kurt." Nick elbowed Jeff in the side, the blonde boy yelped in pain.
Kurt was furiously blushing, he muttered something what sounded like 'nice to meet you too', Nick glared at Jeff "Jeff, he's new. Please don't scare him off. I'm sorry Kurt." The last part Nick directed at Kurt.
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Blaine came out of the main bathroom of the dorm, somebody tapped him on the shoulder, Blaine turned around and saw a pale boy standing there.
"Uhm...I'm lost, could you tell me where the kitchen is." The boy was really handsome, even though he looked exhausted, he was beautiful. The boy had chestnut brownish hair, he was a few inches taller than Blaine, his skin was pale. Blaine simply stood there and stared at the mysterious gorgeous boy until the boy snapped him out of his thoughts "Uhm are you alright?" Blaine nodded, a small blush was spreading on his cheeks.
For some reason the boy seemed familiar, but Blaine couldn't put his finger on it. He was sure he had seen the boy before somewhere.
"Yes, I'm fine. Sorry. I can show you the kitchen. I'm Blaine Anderson. You are?" Blaine regained his perfect composure, his usual smile, but this time the smile wasn't faked. It was genuine a smile.
"Kurt Hummel, thank you for helping me." Kurt muttered "Oh, wait you are Blaine, the other guys I was having dinner with said something about you. I remember that, Dave...no David said that you are friends with them." Blaine hoped David didn't embarrass him too much, the guys tended to do that, a lot.
"Oh yeah that's me. What did he say about me? And why do you need to go to the kitchen? If you don't mind me asking." Blaine asked, the taller boy already had dinner, he couldn't think of anything else. Kurt said "David said you get...lost in thought a lot... I'm thirsty, I need a glass, so I'm borrowing one from the kitchen. We are allowed to do that, right? I'm new, if you hadn't figured that out already."
Blaine laughed "It happens a lot, I think too much. You can borrow plates and glasses from the kitchen, you just have to return it. There're different kinds of drinks in the fridge, I will put your name on the shopping list. One of us goes to get the stuff we write on a list every week, we go in turns, I have to go tomorrow. Do you want to tag along? Oh and I figured that out."
Blaine knew he was being too forward, but he wanted to make the new boy feel comfortable. The nagging voice in the back of his head was whispering that someone like Kurt never would be interested in someone like Blaine. He was so messed up, broken beyond repair.
"Okay, sure I want to go shopping with you, I don't have anything else to do." Kurt said, they entered the kitchen, Blaine went to get the shopping list and handed it over to Kurt "This is the list, you can write your name next to the others, and there you can write what you want to have. You don't have to worry about the money, the school pays it." Blaine reassured the other boy, Kurt took the pen that Blaine also had in his hands and started writing some things he wanted and needed to have.
Blaine opened a cupboard, took a glass and gave it to Kurt "Here's your glass, do you need something else?" Kurt was about to say no, but there was a loud crash outside the door and a very familiar voice yelled on top of her lungs "JEFF GIVE ME MY CHEERIOS OUTFIT BACK! NOW!" Kurt seemed to have frozen.
"That's Quinn, her uncle is the headmaster of Dalton, she lives with him here at Dalton. She goes to school in Lima I think." Blaine explained, the door slammed open with a loud bang. There she stood, a gorgeous girl, Quinn Fabray.
"Oh Blaine there you a- KURT? What are you doing here?" Quinn was baffled, Blaine was confused, how could Quinn and Kurt know each other? Kurt said "I-I transferred here, I arrived here this morning. I didn't know you are living with your uncle." Quinn smiled and embraced Kurt tightly "I'm really sorry what happened at McKinley Kurt, I really didn't know. Well, at least you are safe now. And Blaine be nice to him." Quinn smiled sweetly at both of them.
"Uhm..I really don't understand what is going on." Blaine uttered, he honestly didn't know what was going on. Quinn snorted "You are the most oblivious person I know, of course you don't follow this. Kurt went to the same school I am currently going to now. Kurt was also a member of the New Directions. McKinley, remember Blaine?" Blaine nodded and asked Kurt "So you transferred from McKinley to Dalton?"
"Yes, most of the students weren't fond of me being...gay. The bullying got worse, so my dad decided that I should transfer to Dalton." Blaine simply stared at Kurt "You are gay?"
Suddenly it all clicked, Blaine knew where he had recognized Kurt from, Quinn sometimes showed some pictures of the glee club she was part of and Kurt must have been on some of these photos.
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Quinn knew that look, Blaine's face was easy to read sometmes, he was interested in Kurt and he was genuinely surprised that Kurt was gay. Oh oblivious Blaine, Quinn wondered if the two of them would become friends, Kurt needed someone who was gay to support him.
She hoped that Blaine wouldn't collapse under the weight of Kurt's problems, because he was having his own fair share of problems too. Blaine never told anybody about his feelings or what had happened to him, but Quinn could see right through this façade of him. It takes someone to have a mask to see through other masks. Perhaps they could help each other.
Kurt looked at Blaine like he just fell out of the sky "Wow Quinn was right, you are the most oblivious person in the world. Yes Blaine, I'm gay." Blaine turned a little red and nudged Kurt "Well, for the record, I'm gay too." Kurt's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"Oh really?" Blaine nodded cheekily.
"Guys, I'm going to look for Jeff, because he stole my Cheerios uniform. So have fun." To be honest Quinn wanted to see more of how they were interacting, but she really had to get her uniform back, Coach Sylvester would be furious if she didn't have on next Monday for practice.
Quinn walked around the dorm, looking for the evil blonde boy, after several minutes she gave up, she decided to threaten him, that worked most of the time.
"JEFFERY STERLING, IF YOU DON'T BRING MY UNIFORM BACK RIGHT NOW I WILL COME BACK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND CASTRATE YOU, IS THAT CLEAR?" Quinn yelled at the top of her lungs, again. Her throat was dry from all the yelling.
Jeff appeared in front of Quinn, holding her uniform, it was neatly folded. The boy smiled at her, handed the uniform and dashed off again. The boy was hopeless, once in the two weeks he would steal something of Quinn and then run around with it.
"Hey Quinn, have you seen the new kid already?" David and Wes asked in unison when Quinn entered their room, most of the time she hung out with them. They were nice and relaxed, Quinn liked that about them. David was watching a film or whatever and Wes was writing something on his laptop.
"You mean Kurt? Yeah, I know him pretty well, he used to go to McKinley. I didn't know he transferred here though. He was with Blaine in the kitchen, they seem to be interested in each other." Quinn said, she laid down on Jeff's bed after she placed her uniform on Wes' desk. Jeff was probably with Nick, they were spending an awful lot of time together lately.
"Oh do you know why he transferred here? He looks pretty bad." David paused his film and Wes stopped typing and turned around to look at Quinn. The blonde girl shrugged "He got bullied because he's gay, I don't know what exactly happened, but suddenly he said he was transferring. I don't know what happened to trigger the transfer, but it must have been pretty bad, because Kurt is a strong person." Both boys were taking in the information.
"I think he's nice, but he's very closed off and shy. But I guess we just have to wait for him to get out of his shell. Just the same what happened with Blaine, wait...you said that they were together in the kitchen? And interested?" David asked, a small grin appeared on his lips, he loved to get people together. When Wes was in love with some girl, David had played Mr. Cupid and had managed to get them together by the end of the week.
Wes and Casey were still in a relationship.
"Yeah, they were talking to each other in the kitchen...uhm something about groceries. I forgot. Well Blaine was his oblivious self again and was surprised that Kurt was gay. Kurt was also surprised when Blaine told him he was gay. I thought it was better to leave them alone, because they need to get to know each other andJeff stole my Cheerios uniform." Wes and David shared a look.
"Do you think Blaine might tell Kurt what happened to him? Or what is happening to him. Because Blaine really needs someone." Wes said, David nodded in agreement "We really need to know what is going on with Blaine, I'm starting to get more concerned by the day. For a year he managed to fool us with this mask that he was fine, but the last two months his mask is starting to crumble. Perhaps we should talk to him."
Quinn shook her head "No, we will wait how it works out with Kurt. Maybe they can help each other. We will talk to Blaine if things get too bad." The three of them agreed on that.
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Blaine was in his room, David wasn't there he was alone now. Kurt had just left, they had had an easy conversation, about little random things like hobbies and classes.
Blaine entered his bathroom, he undressed himself and got into the shower, he stared at his arms. They were filled with tiny and large scars, some of them were several years old and some them were from last week. The curly haired boy stared at the razor blade in his hand, he really wanted to stop, but he couldn't. The cutting was addicting.
Blaine remembered the first time he had cut himself, it was with piece of glass.
School had been awful again. Ugh, Blaine hated that place. Today had been worse than the others, someone had written 'FAG' on his locker door. He didn't understand why everyone hated him so much, he just wanted to belong somewhere.
He closed the door behind him, he was in his room, his only safe place. Nobody could hurt him there. Blaine took the little piece of shiny glass out of his backpack. He had found the glass on his way home. He removed his long sleeved shirt and held the piece of glass to his skin.
A few weeks earlier a student had told him that he was worthless and he should kill himself. Blaine didn't want to die, but the thought had stayed in his minded, it would be all over, all the pain and the sadness. But no, he wouldn't take his own life, no he would try to cut himself.
Blaine once heard that it felt good, it would make the emotional pain go away, so he had decided to give it a try.
Blaine's hands were slightly shaking, but they were steady enough to cut, he pushed the glass into his flesh, the boy hissed in pain. It felt good, but it hurt. Thick red blood rushed out of the wound, the cut wasn't that deep, but deep enough to make it bleed.
Blaine smiled sadly, it was the best and worst mistake he had ever made in his life. The worst because he couldn't stop, and the best because it made him feel better, and the cutting was one of the reasons he was sent to Dalton.
The razor blade cut deep through his arm, he had to go deeper and deeper as he stopped feeling the pain if he didn't cut deeper. Red blood mixed with water was disappearing in the drain. Blaine cut deep and fast, he cleaned himself up and washed himself.
He got out of the shower, took some bandage from the cupboard, this was just the usual routine, everyday was the same. Get into the shower, cut, clean, wash, get out of the shower, patch the cuts up, dress up and go to bed.
When Blaine re-entered his room David was already there, he was lying on his bed.
"Hey." David grunted as he got up "Hey, so you met the new kid too, huh?" Blaine sat down on his own bed, automatically he hid his injured arm from David's sight, the dark skinned boy didn't seem to notice that. They never did.
"Yeah Kurt, he is pretty cool. Bit shy, but some things went down on his old school to trigger the transfer. Quinn told me that. She also told me you were...interested in him. Is that true?" David scanned Blaine's face, but of course Blaine had his poker face on, so David couldn't see what Blaine's emotions were doing.
Blaine shifted nervously, he considered what he could say, could he tell David that he sort of liked Kurt? Blaine knew he couldn't have a boyfriend, those icy words of his father were repeating them in his head. He knew his father wouldn't hurt him here, but he was too scared to try to date someone.
"If you ever get another fag to be your boyfriend, I will kill you."
The sentence kept repeating in his head, like a mantra.
"Blaine, you are zoning out again." David nudged Blaine, he had gotten up and sat down next to Blaine, he was worried what his friend was thinking. Blaine's eyes turned empty and sad, David had seen it more often lately.
"Oh, sorry lost in thought again. I really should stop doing that." Blaine gave a weak unconvincing smile to David " And about Kurt, he's nice..and gay. I'm going to do the groceries with him tomorrow, I asked if he wanted to tag along and he said yes." Blaine said it, he was quite excited, but he didn't want to show it.
"Oh that's nice. You like him, don't you?" David teased "Oh shut it David." Blaine replied.
"He's just a friend, he obviously doesn't need a love interest now. Not that I'm interested in him in that way!" He quickly added, but David didn't believe him in the slightest.
"Just admit Anderson, you find him attractive." Blaine groaned in frustration, yes he found the new kid attractive "No, I do not. Because we are both gay doesn't mean that we are going to get together." David wrapped his arms around Blaine, giving him mock comfort. Blaine snorted, but hugged his friend back.
"Poor Blainers, you don't have to keep lying to yourself. You can admit you are crazy about him and ready to plan your future together and have tons of kids. Although you shouldn't mention that to him, you haven't known him for that long...you guys actually just met." David teased him, Blaine found this rather amusing.
"Okay, he is cute, but that's it. Don't tell anyone, deal?" David grinned in victory "I knew it, you guys are going to be my new project! You will be together in no time. And I promise not to tell anybody." Blaine let go of David and fell headfirst into his pillow, and decided to ignore David for the rest of the night.
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"Oh there you are Kurt, I was wondering where you were." Trent said as Kurt entered his and Trent's room "I was lost and then Blaine showed me the way. We talked for a bit. I found out that he's gay and Quinn is one of my friends from my old school. Blaine and I are going to do the groceries tomorrow." Kurt flushed a little bit, he was anxious for tomorrow. He had never been friends with any gay people.
"Aww you like him, so when are we receiving the happy enouncement?" Trent said playfully, Kurt turned an awful shade of red "What? Yes, he's nice. We just met though." Kurt was panicking, Trent noticed that something was wrong.
"Relax Kurt, I was just joking. I don't care whether you like him or not. But Blaine is a good guy, he has been through a lot, nobody knows what, because he refuses to tell anybody. And if you were wondering, I'm not gay. I might seem so, but I am not gay." Kurt calmed down, he had wondered whether Trent was gay or not.
"Ok...can you tell me more about Blaine?" Trent's face split into a big smile, he started to tell random stories about his friends, all the odd things that ever happened to them. And of course about Blaine, Kurt was fascinated by all those stories, all the boys seemed to be very close, they were like a family.
"...yeah and then Blaine was covered in syrup. He was furious, it was really funny. I'm sure I have some pictures of that, somewhere in this room. Well Blaine was covered in syrup, he chased Jeff for nearly 2 hours. The entire dormitory was covered in Blaine's footsteps." Trent laughed to himself, Kurt smiled he really wanted to belong here. Just to belong somewhere.
"Oh look at the time, we should get to bed. Because knowing Blaine he will be here at 8 o'clock." Trent pointed at the silver clock that hung above the door. It said that it was 12 o'clock, Kurt was surprised that the time had gone by this fast. They had talked for two hours, Kurt enjoyed listening to Trent.
"Yeah, well goodnight Trent." Kurt pulled the covers over him, he had changed in his pyjamas earlier, whilst he was talking with Trent. It had been weird, undressing in front of someone, but Trent had merely smiled and said he didn't mind. Trent had also undressed then, Kurt still found it weird that some people really didn't care about him being gay.
"Nighty Night Kurt." Trent whispered.
This was going to be an odd experience. Being in a posh school, with all those kinds of people. Perhaps it was for the better or worse.
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