Disclaimer: I do not own glee, or Darren Criss , or any musical reference I make. In this version, Kurt never attended Dalton, he just spied there and fell in love 3! Enjoy! As always, R&R

Introduction

When you get to high school, all you can think of is the great things that will happen to you. You'll meet the person you'll end you end up marrying, you'll be popular, you'll get a scholarship, the list goes on. But if you make one wrong decision, you're considered an outcast, a loser. There are twelve students at McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio who have made this choice, and there soon will be one more.

Kurt Hummel

The bell signaling the end of eighth period rang, and I couldn't be in a better mood! All through History, I was texting Blaine who also had History. He told me he was bored of Dalton and was thinking of transferring to McKinley. I turned into the show choir room, still absorbed in the last text from Blaine: Bored out of my freakin mind! Save me? -Blaine

"Watch where you're going, lady!" Karofsky yelled, slamming me into a locker. The sound of my head hitting metal rang through out the halls like a church bell. The day I stood up to Karofsky was the best day of my life, until it ended in a kiss. Just thinking about it made me shudder. I had dreamed, since the day I met him; my first real kiss would be with Blaine. His curly hair was adorable when it wasn't slicked back with gel and his hazel eyes always glowed with concern for me. He had the cutest laugh and when he smiled, his face lit up the whole room. I strolled, dazed, into the show choir room to find, as usual, I was one of the first people there. Besides me, Mr. Schue and Rachel were the only people in the room. Slowly, the other glee students ambled in like molasses, Brittany pushing Artie in his wheel chair, Sam and Quinn holding hands and having a whispered conversation, Mercedes, Tina and Mark, Finn, Lauren, and bringing up the rear, Santana and Puck.

"Regionals, guys! Coming up soon," Mr. Schue rambled, writing something on the board. He turned to face us.

"It's a hot topic right now. Nothing is set in stone yet so I want to hear what you have to say," he said pointing to Rachel, "Starting with Rachel." Rachel shifted in her chair making her self look taller. She folded her hands in her lap and smiled. Typical Rachel.

"Well, Mr. Schue, I think we should do some sort of medley using a Barbara Streisand song to show off my vocal ability. We didn't win over the Delta Academy Warriors because we didn't have the right talent center stage," she accused, glaring at Sam and Quinn in the corner. Before one of the two could say anything, I stood up fast, almost knocking over my chair.

"First of all, Benedict Arnold, it's the Dalton Academy Warblers. And second of all, their lead vocalist was amazing. Whether you were up there killing cats with your "talent" or Sam and Quinn were up there, they still would have beat us!" I yelled. The glee kids were used to my outbursts and fights with Rachel but never this bad. I sat down quietly and slowly with a hand over my mouth.

"Kurt is right Rachel. The Warbler's lead singer Blaine Anderson, really was good," Mr. Schue defended. I let out a loud sigh of relief. He stepped aside revealing his messy handwriting on the white board. To my personal excitement (and Rachel's) it read: BROADWAY.

"We will be doing a medley from the hit Broadway show, Grease," Mr. Schue explained. Everyone got excited. There were whisperings and I'm sure I heard Rachel squeal. I raised my hand.

"Mr. Schue? I have a possible new enrollment here at McKinley and he'd be more than happy to join glee club. Would it be too late for him to join now?" I asked, trying to hide my excitement. Mr. Schue shook his head.

"Of course not Kurt! The more the merrier!" he exclaimed. So you have it! Blaine was coming to McKinley High.

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