"This is a mess; it would take you all night to do this alone." Kurt said walking into my room, after our long tear filled reunion. It's been a year since we've seen each other. I've missed him a lot. "You're lucky you've got me. This place will look fabulous in no time."
"Good to hear. We've got to be in the dining room at six. Then you can't be in here after eleven." I said opening another box, just shoes.
"No problem, we work an hour then dinner. Then back to work till I have to head back. I might bring reinforcements with me during round two." Kurt sighed and placed his hands on his hips. "Let's organize. We can do the clothing and closet now, it won't take as long. Then we'll do the other stuff after dinner."
"Sounds like a plan." I said grabbing some of my clothing boxes. We worked hard and caught up as best we could in a short amount of time. I told him and everything and he told me everything. "So am I going to meet this Blaine guy tonight?"
"Yes, you'll love him. Best boyfriend ever! Just keep in mind, he's mine."
"I got it. No worries, I got a whole school of guys to go after."
He laughed and smiled at as he hung up the last shirt. A lot of my clothes I'm getting rid of thanks to Kurt's fashion advice. They are stored in a box in the back of the closet. "Another reason I love you, you better prepare to go shopping Saturday morning."
"I am and I've been gone too long." I check my phone, five minutes till dinner. "We gotta go. Five minutes, can we make it?"
"Of course we can. No problem."
"Awesome, let me fix my hair really fast." I said rushing to my bathroom.
"You look fabulous, come on."
"One second, I am just double checking." I stared at my reflection. I honestly look a lot like my cousin, who I believe is going here too. We could practically pass as siblings, our Dads are twins go figure. My long, straight rusted brown hair, parted with my signature side bangs looked good. My makeup made my hazel green eyes pop. I looked a lot like my mother except for my nose; I have my father's nose which I can pull off. I brushed my hair quickly and ran to meet back with Kurt.
He grabbed my hand and we ran down three different corridors. We had less than a minute when we about ran into Mrs. Ryder. "Oh, there you are. Ms. Smythe, I was on my way to get you. Good evening, Mr. Hummel, why don't you go ahead a join the other students?"
"Yes, Ma'am" He said letting go of my hand, walking into the dining room, and leaving me alone.
"Mr. Wilder is telling the boys a few new rules changes before we introduce you. When you hear Mr. Wilder introduce you just head on up to the stage." Mrs. Ryder said walking to a different entrance. I followed closely behind her. We stopped and waited by an open door. I stood as far from it as I could, I didn't want to be seen. I was so nervous.
Mrs. Ryder could see that, "Calm down, you look as pale as a ghost. I was the same way when I first started. You'll get a lot of cat calls and some comments, but they will soon get over it. No worries just hold your head high. Everything will be fine."
"Alright, thanks." I smiled nervously. I could hear Mr. Wilder, "Now, I would like to introduce our newest student, Ms. Melody Smythe." That was my cue; I look a deep breath and walked out.
I heard the boys talking as soon as my name was said; it grew louder when I walked on a stage area. The dining room looked like a fancy restaurant mixed with an eloquent banquet hall with a fancy stage. I walked confidently as I could to where Mr. Wilder stood. I shook hands with him and turned to the crowd.
I had died and went to boy heaven. There were so many good looking boys. "Hello, I'm Melody Smythe." I said speaking clearly into the microphone. The room quieted down when I spoke. Nice to know they have manners. A lot of the boys seemed to be happy to see me. I could see Kurt at a table of fine looking boys, especially the one next to him. Could that be the mysterious Blaine? I hope so; they'd be so cute together.
"I am happy to be a student here at Dalton and I hope you guys enjoy having me as a classmate." What kind of introduction was that? I asked myself. Mr. Wilder took the microphone again.
"We are happy to have you, Mrs. Smythe. Now please take your seat and dinner will be served shortly." I nodded and walked straight towards Kurt, ignoring the admirers around me.
"Melody, glad you could join us." Kurt smiled. "Here, sit down and make yourself at home." Kurt had gone into host mode. He wanted me to feel welcomed and with all the guys staring it was hard to feel at home. I smiled and said, "Thank you." I said as I sat next to Kurt and a good looking, tall, blonde boy with some dark under lights.
Kurt had given me a run down on who might be sitting with us while we organized my closet. He told me who might be there and what they're like. He thought it would help me be less nervous if I knew what to expect. Kurt cleared his throat. The handsome tan skinned, brown eyed, dark curly haired boy spoke first, "Nice to meet you, I'm Blaine Anderson. Kurt has told me quite a bit about you."
"It's nice to meet you, Blaine. I've heard quite a lot about you as well, all good of course."
Dang! Kurt is a lucky, lucky man. I'd take this dapper looking boy any day. Kurt smiled at me, he could tell I approved.
Then a cute boy with brown hair and brown eyes smiled at me and spoke, "Hello, I'm Thad Harwood." Kurt didn't say practically anything about Thad other than he might be sitting with us.
"Hi, Thad it's nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine."
I smiled and rolled my eyes. Next to speak was a boy who was a bit chubby with brown hair and brown eyes. "I'm Trent Nixon." He smiled at me. From what've heard Trent is a super nice guy, he reminds me of my uncle Johnny, my mom's older brother. All he needs is a Go-T and he'll be my uncle's twin.
"Hello, Trent." I smiled back at my uncle look alike.
Before Trent could say something else the boy next to him spoke up. "It's nice to have you here, Melody. I'm David Thompson." He was a good looking African American boy.
"Nice to meet you as well, David." I smiled back. He winked and the guy next to him spoke up. I couldn't help but to blush. David was defiantly the flirty type. "I am Wes Montgomery." He spoke so formal. He was from Asian decent and kinda cute.
It's nice to meet you, Wes." I said with a smile. Kurt never said much about Wes, except he can be a stiff, but he's pretty cool.
A handsome boy with black shaggy hair smiled at me. He had such a pretty smile. "It's nice to meet you Melody. It's always nice to see a new face around campus, especially one as pretty as yours. I'm Nick Duval." Kurt was right when he said Nick is charming, boy was he right.
I was smiling a big and goofier smile now, the cute guy called me pretty. "Thank you, Nick. You're too sweet. It's nice to meet you too."
Lastly, the handsome blonde with brown under lights spoke. He had such pretty brow eyes. "The name is Jeff Sterling and I agree with my good friend Nick. We haven't had such a beautiful face here in a long while. It's nice to have you here." He smiled and extending his hand for a handshake. I shook hands with him, his hand were so soft and warm.
Kurt didn't say much about Jeff. He said he's got an awesome personality and best friends with Nick. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Jeff." I said tying to give a flirty smile, which actually seemed to work. My flirting sucks, maybe the boys are so girl deprived that even sucky flirting works. I mean two good looking guys within seconds of each other called me pretty and beautiful. That's a record for me.
Waiters came with trays of food, I felt as if I was in a restaurant. They placed a plate in front of each of us, it was always something different. Some had steak, chicken, a burger or anything. I had grilled chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans. I looked to Kurt, "I ordered for you, I hope you like."
"Thank you and believe me I do." I smiled back. This place is too fancy for me. A waiter came and gave us our drinks. I had just water; I'm not picky about what I drink. The food was so good, it melted in my mouth. Amongst the other conversations around me I heard a voice say, "What classes do you have?" It was Jeff.
"Are you talking to me?" I asked like moron.
"Yes, you," He laughed.
"Oh, um, I think it's English, US History, Chemistry, French III, Algebra II, Art, and then Theater. Pretty sure it's in that order too."
"Then I guess we have Chemistry and Theater together then." He smiled.
"Oh really, well, then I'm glad I'll have someone I know in there with me."
"What grade are you in?"
"I'm a junior and you are?" I asked sweetly.
"I am a junior too." He smiled. He is cute, he's a junior, and we've got classes together. I think I found a keeper, maybe. I smiled and just as I was about to say
something the bell rang, dinner was over. What no desert?
"I'll see you tomorrow." He said as he stood up.
"I'll see you, save me a seat in Chemistry?"
"I will."
"Well, thank you. See you later, Jeff." I smiled at him.
"See you tomorrow, Melody." He smiled before walking away. I honestly couldn't wait till Chemistry tomorrow. I walked over to Kurt who was being all romantic with Blaine. I turned and waited till they were done, I didn't want to interrupt. I checked my cell and replied to all my gal pals girls wanted to know what Dalton was like and how many hot guys I could set them up with. I will never hear the end of this.
"Mel," I heard Kurt say from behind me. I turned to look at him. "Do you mind if Blaine joins us?" Kurt asked giving me puppy dog eyes.
"Of course he can, the more the merrier and the faster we get done."
"Oh yay!" Kurt said happily. "Let's go we got a lot of work to do." He smiled as he took Blaine's hand and hurried off towards my room. I hurried to catch up with them. Once we made it to my hallway I hurried a head to open my door. Then the boys and I had to work. Kurt with his great sense of décor and Blaine who can move the heavy stuff and me the girl just trying to make this place feel like home worked like crazy to get this done.
"This took a lot less time to pack or so it felt like it did." I said sitting on my couch.
"Or this stuff is multiplying. Phew, two boxes to go. This will take no time." Kurt said sitting next to me. I looked at the clock on my wall; it was about fifteen till eleven.
"If you guys want to go you can. I've got it covered."
"No, I'm here to help you and that's what I am going to do."
"Same here, I've had a lot of fun doing this. Kurt never told me how fun you are Mel." Blaine said placing one of my picture frames on one of the selves.
"You too Blaine, you are awesome. Kurt you've been holding out on us, I should've came back sooner." I smiled.
"Oh hush, you know each other now. I agree, you should've, but I am just glad you're home now." Kurt said standing up. "Now let's finish this room." So we did and in less than three minutes we were done.
"Thank you, both. I really appreciate this." I said to them I really meant it.
"You're welcome, Melody. It's been a pleasure to meet you." Blaine said sweetly. I hugged him and said, "Back at you. We need to hang again."
"We've got all year."
"That we do, but I don't have all night. Mel, this has been so fun, but I am so exhausted. I love you, but I got to go." Kurt said giving me a hug.
"I understand, and I love you too. Bye boys." I said as they walked out.
"See ya, Mel." Blaine called.
"Good night, love." Kurt said taking Blaine's hand. I closed my door and examined my room. Just the way I wanted it, very me, very original, and very homey. I stripped and hopped into my shower. The hot water felt amazing on my exhausted self. I got out and changed into the most comfy pajamas, old t-shirt and fuzzy pajama pants. I throw my dirty clothes in my hamper and laid out my outfit for tomorrow.
I plugged up my cell and I had a text message. It was from my cousin. "Nice speech tonight, really creative. See you tomorrow, best of luck. "I sighed and replied. "Don't be such a troll. I'll see you tomorrow."
I then called my dad. "Hey, sweetie," He answered.
"Hi, daddy," I said happily.
"How was your day?" I told him everything, leaving out my flirting attempts. He seemed to find it quite entertaining from his side comments. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Wow, sounds like you had a busy day."
"It was, I'm going to miss you, daddy. I miss you already."
"I miss you too. I'll write you and Ethan every day."
"I will write back and I will make Ethan write back."
He laughed, "That's my girl."
"I love you daddy."
"Love you, bug. Good night."
"Good night, daddy." I said waiting till he hung up to hit the end button. I set my alarm clock on my phone for seven and made sure my phone wasn't on silent.
I flipped the light switch and turned on the TV. I couldn't really see it from my bed but I need some noise. I climbed into bed and tried to get comfortable. First nights for me are the hardest. I said a prayer, asking for God's help and to watch over my dad. After saying amen I rolled over and tried to get some sleep.