This is my first ever attempt at fanfiction, so please bear with me and play nice. I'm no Stephen King or J.k Rowlings. I know it starts off boring and like every other fic, but I have big plans for this. Klaine is going new places. I'm a bit of a clown, so this will be kinda amusing in places, for I sure love funny Warblers. I'm going to stick to your basic characterrs also. Let's not mess with the beautiful men already here. But I may add in the odd villan...MWAH HA HAAA!
Enjoy!
xoxoxox -Jaydee
Ahem...I Mean...CYANIDE-PANSY!
Chapter One
'The New Chapter Begins'
*~O~*
Karofsky's return was always a possibility. But the fact that he was actually returning and the war wasn't over yet, left Kurt Hummel terrified. There was no way, Kurt was going to let himself be pushed around anymore. He knew too well that Karofsky would be returning with a vengeance. But Kurt Hummel had a plan.
Dalton.
It had everything, zero tolerance for bullying, better classes, classy campus, Blaine.
Kurt wasn't one to run away from his problems. But Kurt looked at his transfer from a different perspective. He was seeking a more academically challenging atmosphere, and Dalton just happened to be his ticket. And Blaine being there was just an extra bonus.
*~O~*
The night before Kurt's first day at Dalton, was sleepless to say the least. Kurt got barely any sleep, his mind going through all of the possibilities of what the day ahead could lead to.
Blaine being mad because he ran away, and didn't tell him he was transferring.
Not fitting in.
Not being liked.
Being Alone.
It seemed like Kurt had only just fell asleep when his alarm started blaring, 'Teenage Dream' and it was time to start a new day. A new chapter in Kurt Hummel's life.
Burt tapped gently on Kurt's basement door.
"Are you ready yet kiddo, I'll drop you off today, and we can organize your board, and you can move in this weekend?" Burt questioned.
"Wow dad, straight to the point!" Kurt muttered to himself.
"What was that son?" Burt queried.
"Nothing, let's go" Kurt said as he did the last of his buttons on his shirt up, sliding on his blazer, and tying his tie in a neat Windsor knot.
"Well Kurt, are you ready?" Kurt asked himself.
"No time like the present" Burt answered for him. "Hey did you let that Blaine kid know you are transferring?" Burt asked casually.
Kurt froze.
He wanted to call Blaine and let him know, but with all of the packing and paper work, Kurt just hadn't found the time to let him know, let alone get lectured for running away from his problems.
"Uh...No dad, I was too busy, I'm sure he'll find out soon enough..."
*~O~*
Meanwhile At Dalton
"Blaine my man have you heard the news?"
"Don't be stupid David, of course he knows, Blaine is in love with Kurt, this is just his poker face!" Wes quipped in response to David's question.
"True that my friend, what would I do without you?" David asked Wes. Wes shrugged, but smiled broadly at his best friend.
"Are you sure you guys aren't dating?" Blaine snickered, still very confused.
"Blaine, Blaine, Blainey-bear, We have been through this before..."Wes started, when David cut in.
"So have you heard the news, Wes, sorry, back to the mission!"
Blaine gave the odd pair a strange look. "What have you done now?" Blaine asked the two.
"We, although I wish we could take credit for this, have done nothing, this was apparently all of your own work buddy!" David clapped Blaine on the back. Blaine, although STILL very confused, smiled meekly back.
"And what do I dare ask have I done?" Blaine questioned.
Wes and David stood dumb-stuck. He seriously didn't know. Dalton Academy, although an all boys school, was always buzzing with gossip. The pair were astonished that Blaine, a highly regarded student, had not heard the news.
"Seriously?" Asked Wes, nervous about Blaine's reaction. If Kurt hadn't told him, then maybe this was a bad idea telling him after all.
"Seriously!" Blaine spat back, he was getting really frustrated now.
"Well..."David started,
"We heard..." Wes Finished.
"Spit it out boys, I don't have all day!" Blaine cut in.
"Well apparently we have a mid term transfer,fromMcKinelyandwethinkit'sKurt" David gasped for air.
"In English please?" Blaine started to tap his foot impatiently, he was not interested in a new kid, he had his own problems to deal to.
"WE. Think. It. Might. Be. Kurt." Wes stated, matter-of-a-factly.
Blaine's jaw hit the floor. Stunned. However Wes and David burst into laughter, at the mere sight of Blaine's expression.
"I've-a-Gotta-Gotta-Go-" Blaine mumbled, spinning on the spot, to run down the hall, whipping his phone out of his blazer pocket as he went.
"Price-less" Wes wheezed through his laughter, high-fiving David.
Blaine flew through the corridor, to the front of the school and reception, texting Kurt frantically as he went.
"No running in the halls!" A teacher sqwaked from the door way of a respected classroom. "Sorry, emergency" Blaine called back.
Upon arriving at the front reception of the school, Blaine was stunned to see the room empty.
"Oh" Blaine sighed, taking a seat, still trying to contact Kurt. If Kurt was in fact starting Dalton today, then Blaine was going to be here for him, no matter what.
*~O~*
The drive from Lima to Westerville took just under and hour. Not too far if there was and emergency and Kurt needed to quickly drive home. But too far for Kurt to commute every day to school.
Kurt sat silently next to his dad in the front of his dad's old pick-up truck, head resting on the window, as his dad blasted some boring country music, possibly Kenny Rogers? (AN: Sorry Mom! I Know You Love Him!)
"You'll be fine kid" Burt assured Kurt, Kurt just showed him a weak smile. "I know"
Kurt knew he was going to be okay at Dalton, safe and he was going to be getting a better education. But Kurt didn't want to leave his friends behind. New Directions. His home away from home.
Kurt sighed as Burt pulled the old truck into the Dalton parking lot, and glanced down to check the time on his phone as his dad parked.
8 missed calls.
17 New messages.
Kurt's heart warmed up. Did New Directions miss him that much? Kurt eagerly tapped away at his iPhone to read the messages, a faint blush warming across his pale face as he read the senders name for all of the missed calls.
"Blaine".
Curiously Kurt checked his phone inbox.
"Blaine" All of the missed calls and messages were from Blaine.
"You right there kiddo?" Burt asked, reading Kurt's phone from over his shoulder.
"Sure am dad." Kurt smiled back. Walking up to the school entrance, Kurt had the opportunity to read some of the messages:
'Hey, forget to tell me something -B'
'Heard the strangest thing this morning, about a transfer? -B'
'Hello? -B'
'Kurt, are you transferring to Dalton? -B'
'Are you ignoring me? -B'
'I'm not mad, far from it, just you know, if you were wondering... -B'
'Please reply. -B'
'It's okay if you're not, I just need to kick Wes and David ass! -B'
'Well if you are, I'll be waiting 8) -B'
'Courage -B'
Kurt knew he looked like an idiot smiling goofily at his phone. But the feeling of having someone other than his family care so much about him, made him feel so happy. It probably didn't help that he also had a massive crush on Blaine.
As he walked up the front steps of the school and into the old world decorated establishment, Kurt was greeted by the faint humming sound of boys chatting amoungst themselves before morning classes.
Burt and Kurt walked up to the front desk where an older woman was busy typing away on her computer, it was silent save for the faint clicking of her acrylic nails tapping on the key board.
Burt cleared his throat and the woman looked up through half moon spectacles.
"Ah , And Uh, , we have been waiting for you, Headmaster Pilasky will be ready for you in just a moment, feel free to take a seat in the waiting room," She smiled kindly, gesturing towards the waiting room.
Kurt and Burt moved into the waiting room, where a happy smiling boy was waiting for them.
"Hello Kurt, Hello " Blaine beamed at the two new comers in the room.
Kurt could not believe his eyes, Blaine had stuck to his word.
"Hello Blaine." A very breathless Kurt replied.
"So your Blaine huh? It's nice to finally put a face to the pin-ahem I mean name, and please call me Burt." "Uh, okay, Nice to meet you too. Kurt has told me so much about you." Blaine smiled at Kurt, who now had the most rosiest cheeks that Blaine had ever seen. He found them endearing.
The two boys stood smiling at each other, and Burt just shook his head, and taking a seat.
" Hummel?" Headmaster Pilasky addressed Kurt.
"Yes Sir?"
"This way please." Kurt and Headed towards the door of the Headmasters office.
"I'll wait for you out here." Blaine Smiled at Kurt, as Burt shut the office door.
Inside the Headmasters office, the walls were lined with bookshelves and thick hard covered books, all neatly and alphabetically placed. Several student art-works were tacked on the walls, and a cherry wood desk sat in the center of the room.
"We don't usually accept mid-term transfers , but your principle at McKinley simply would not take no for an answer, and with your grades and extra circular skills, Dalton would be foolish to not take you under it's wing. You will be a fine asset to the establishment, therefore, I welcome you , to Dalton Academy." Headmaster Pilasky announced to the room, although it was just the three of them.
Kurt didn't want to seem rude laughing at the Headmasters speech, he didn't want to get off on the wrong foot.
"Uhm, Thank-you sir." Kurt said, trying to use the most confident voice he could muster.
"Here is your timetable, and I will assume that you will be boarding, and seeing as I see here on your report you were a highly esteemed member of your school glee club, 'The New Directions', I will sort for you an audition to join our own glee club, 'The Warblers', and upon joining I have no doubt the boys will want you to join their boarding residence." The Headmaster once again boomed his deep lordly voice.
Kurt was seriously trying to to laugh, he felt like he was transferring to Hogwarts and was being addressed by Professor Dumbledore, not Headmaster Pilasky at Dalton Academy.
Although he would choose Hogwarts any day. Provided he could take Blaine along with him.
"I will assign you a 'buddy' as they call them these days, to show you around, take you to your classes and settle you in, do you know anyone here already ?" The Headmaster addressed Kurt.
"Uh, yeah, Blaine Anderson." Kurt mumbled.
", huh, the lead soloist of the Warblers, I must say, you have fine taste in friends, never the less, I shall call him up to take you to classes, once again, welcome to Dalton Academy, and I hope that I only have to see you for good reasons. Take this information pack and map, and head off to your classes, whilst your father and I finish all of the paper work off, have a good day." Pilasky finished with a humble nod.
Kurt thanked Headmaster Pilasky and farewelled his father, and headed out the door.
To be once again greeted by none other than Blaine Anderson himself.
"Oh Kurt!" Blaine said, as he pulled Kurt into a tight bear hug, causing Kurt to blush once again tremendously.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming, that things were that bad, I could have helped! You look good, I'm glad you're here, I mean, It's good you're safe now.." Blaine rambled.
Kurt giggled. "It's good to see you too 'Buddy'." Kurt snickered back.
"I'm your buddy? Righteous man!" Blaine fist pumped the air, startling Kurt tremendously.
"Oh it's going to be a looooong day!" Kurt sighed.
Oh! The Horror! Hee Hee! I'm So Awful! But I Want This To Be Fluffy, Cute, FUNNEH And A Little Smutty. Adios Suckers Until The Next Chapter...A Hee Hee Hee Hee! xxxxxxx -Jaydee
