Disclaimer: Most all of the OC characters are from CP Coulter's Dalton, I don't in any way own them or Glee.
I hope you enjoy this chapter. :)
"That's it. This closet is not nearly big enough." Kurt let out an annoyed sigh. He had been trying to get everything of his settled in for the past half hour, but wasn't having much luck. "If I put anything else in here it's just all going to get wrinkled. And this isn't even all of my clothes."
Reed looked at Kurt sympathetically. "I know how that is… Hey, there's another closet. Want to share it?"
When Kurt looked at Reed with a surprised look on his face, Reed laughed. "Each room is set up to have three beds. So that means there are three closets. I have a lot of clothes too, but I'm only using half of the extra closet. You can have the other half if you'd like." He nodded towards the other closet.
Kurt sighed in relief. "Reed, you're a life saver." He took what was left of his designer clothes and headed over to the closet. "Thank you, seriously. I don't know what I would have do-" He stopped talking mid-sentence once he opened the closet door and saw everything that was hanging on Reed's side. "I- is that… Are those- How did..?" Kurt was completely baffled. Most, if not everything, hanging up was different clothing and accessories not even in stores yet. "But that- that's next season Marc Jacobs. How did you… How did you get all of this?"
"Well, umm… My mom. She uh, she sends me all of it."
"And who is your mom?" Kurt raised an eyebrow at the nervous looking boy.
Before Reed had time to respond, they were interrupted with a quick knock on the door before Charlie opened it and walked in. "Weekly delivery for one Reed Van Kamp."
Reed groaned before getting up from his bed and grabbing the package from Charlie. "Thanks, Chaz."
"Wait…" Kurt was deep in thought. Van Kamp. Where have I... "Oh… Oh! You- you're mom is Hilde Van Kamp?" Kurt knew all about Hilde Van Kamp. She's a famous fashion magazine editor.
"Yeah, that's her… We don't see each other that often, so she sends me stuff every week to remind me that she loves me I guess."
Reed didn't sound all that thrilled. Kurt could understand though. It must be tough having a parent that is hardly ever there. Once again, Kurt was very thankful to have a father like Burt. He was always there for him whenever Kurt needed him to be. Kurt walked over to Reed and smiled sympathetically, patting his shoulder in a comforting way.
"So Kurt, how are you liking things? Did you finish getting settled in?" Charlie asked, walking further into the room.
"Everything is great so far, and I've almost got everything settled." Kurt smiled at him, heading back to the closet to finish putting his things away. "Oh, but where can I pick up my uniform from?"
As if on cue, another loud noise came from down the hall that made Kurt jump. Charlie let out a heavy sigh in frustration. "Reed, do you mind showing Kurt where to get his uniform at? I need to go check on that."
"Hmm?" Reed had been busy looking at the package from his mom. "Oh, yeah I'll show him. No problem."
"Great, thanks." Charlie took off down the hall yelling, "Drew! How many times do I have to tell you!"
Kurt looked back to Reed, who was picking at the packaging tape on the box in his hands. He yanked at it and his hand slipped, smacking himself in the face and making him fall over.
"Ow! That one hurt."
"Are you okay?" Kurt rushed over worriedly to help Reed up off of the floor.
"I think so… Can you do me a favor though? I hit myself pretty hard in the eye; can you go get me an ice pack from the kitchen?"
Kurt nodded and headed to the door. "Where is the kitchen at?"
"Downstairs, to the left, and then straight ahead. You can't miss it. Thanks, Kurt."
Kurt smiled at Reed before heading out the door. The place was still a mad house, but since the twins weren't anywhere in sight it seemed to be less crazy than before. He got to the staircase and began descending it, watching his feet as he walked. Kurt glanced up briefly when he felt like somebody was watching him. To his surprise, somebody was looking at him. A boy with short dark hair that was gelled back, trying to disguise the curls hidden underneath. He had soft golden eyes that were sparkling, and triangular defining eyebrows that pulled his whole face together.
Realizing that Kurt had caught him staring he smiled before blushing slightly and looking away, continuing on his way up the stairs. Kurt felt his jaw drop a little, but quickly regained composure. He was just absolutely… Gorgeous. Kurt felt heat rush to his cheeks, but continued on his way to the kitchen.
As he rounded the corner he was still thinking about that boy and failed to notice the twins standing there watching him.
"Let us guess, Dormouse needs an ice pack?"
"Must have been his weekly package again."
The sound of the voices made him jump for the third time that day. Kurt's hand flew to rest over his heart. "Geez, don't do that! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
They both smirked at one another. "Someone sure is a little jumpy."
"We didn't mean to scare you, honestly."
"What's on your mind, Alice?"
"What? Oh um, nothing. Just going to get Reed an ice pack, like you said." That wasn't completely a lie, but he wasn't about to just out and tell them he was thinking about a guy he had seen for all of five seconds.
Ethan and Evan looked knowingly at each other. They had watched from where they stood and seen the entire exchange.
"His name is Blaine."
"He boards on the same floor as you."
"The same floor as us too."
"We can introduce you if you'd like."
They had those Cheshire grins on their faces again, and kept glancing at Kurt and back to one another, waiting for him to respond.
Kurt gaped at them. They had seen that? "I uhh... Not right now. I need to get Reed his ice pack before I do anything else." Kurt tried his hardest not to blush once again.
"Well then let us come with you!"
"Ooh yes! Please, Alice?" They were both bouncing up and down in hopeful excitement.
"Okay okay, fine. And that nickname is going to take some getting used to..."
Hearing Kurt say yes made them jump up and down even more. They each grabbed one of Kurt's hands before running off towards the kitchen. Kurt tried to protest for them to slow down, but neither of them listened.
Evan momentarily let go of Kurt and ran over to grab an ice pack out of the freezer, while Ethan still held Kurt's hand. About two seconds later Evan returned and took hold of Kurt's hand again, before the two of them hauled him off back up to see Reed.
They burst into the room letting go of Kurt after a moment, and he almost tripped over his own feet. Reed glanced up, taking the ice pack from Evan and placing it over his possibly new black eye, and he couldn't help but lightly chuckle at how disheveled Kurt's hair looked.
Kurt's eyes widened. "Is it…?" He didn't even need to finish the sentence because Reed nodded in response, trying not to laugh. He rushed to the bathroom to see the damage done. It's not exactly that Kurt is a perfectionist; it's just that he likes to always look his best and be prepared for anything that comes his way.
"Oh god..." He tried his best to fix his hair, but it was no use. Kurt went back to the dresser by his bed and retrieved his mousse, hairspray, and a comb, and glared at the twins on his way back into the bathroom to properly fix his hair. The second he was out of eyesight he heard the two of them crack up laughing, and he rolled his eyes.
About five minutes later, Kurt had successfully quick-fixed his hair to look acceptable and returned into the main room. Evan and Ethan were sitting and lightly bouncing on the end of Kurt's bed. Once they saw him they stood up and smiled wide at him.
"You're a finicky one, aren't you Alice?" Evan said, reaching up to touch Kurt's hair before he lightly swatted his hand away.
"It looks like it could withstand a tornado." Ethan added, trying to poke his hair as well.
Kurt waved away Ethan's hand and rolled his eyes. "Well it obviously can't since you two managed to wreck it in the first place."
"You'll get used to that. Now,"
"Are you ready to go?"
"Go? Go where?" Kurt looked back and forth between the two of them with a confused look on his face.
"We have to introduce you to people!" Ethan exclaimed excitedly.
"Or more specifically to a certain someone." Evan whispered, winking at Kurt and reached out to grab his hand.
Kurt gaped at the two of them and pulled his hands back, looking to see if Reed had heard that last part. "Oh no you don't, I'm not getting whisked off to who knows where now that I've finally re-fixed my hair. Besides, I have a few things to do first."
The twins glanced at each other looking curiously at Kurt, as if they couldn't believe he didn't want to go meet Blaine right away.
"Could we help you?"
"I'm sure our White Rabbit would love to meet you."
"White... What?" Kurt was once again confused.
"The White Rabbit is Blaine; his room is right across the hall from ours." Reed said from where he was lying on his bed, ice pack still on his face.
Kurt looked over to where Reed's voice came from, before looking back at the twins with an incredulous look on his face. "Wow... You two actually managed to make my sisters seem sane. And that's not easy to do." He paused briefly, thinking about what they had said and trying not to blush at just the thought of seeing that boy again. Kurt doesn't know anything about him- he could be as crazy as the twins for all he knew! "I can meet Blaine later." He managed to say as nonchalantly as possible.
The two brushed off the topic of Blaine and instantly perked up at the mention of Kurt having sisters. "Sisters? Are they pretty talking flowers?"
"Do they have long stems?" They both sounded incredibly eager for an answer.
Kurt didn't think he had ever been confused so many times in such a little amount of time before. "Wh-"
Reed sighed, getting off of his bed and walking over to where the other boys were standing. "By "talking flowers" they mean girls, and "stems" they mean legs."
"Well. Thank you for translating that from crazy to English for me." Kurt nodded at Reed, and then gave the twins a tight smile for having confused him yet again. "Of course they're pretty. They are related to me after all." He laughed lightly to himself before continuing. "And they are both about my height. Maybe a little bit taller."
At hearing that Evan and Ethan smiled wide to each other. "Do you have any pictures?"
"We need to meet them!"
"Oh no. No, that is not happening. But yes, I do happen to have a picture." Kurt walked over to his dresser and pulled out the one picture of them he had happened to grab before leaving his house earlier. He returned to the twins with it, who both reached out to grab it. "No, no touching. This is my favorite picture of them." He gave them a stern look, and they waited patiently. "Emily is on the left and Erica on the right."
They were quiet for a minute, as if they were examining the entire picture before they could even form words to say. Glancing at each other, to Kurt, to the picture, and back to Kurt they finally spoke. "You didn't tell us that they are two flowers from the same garden at the very same time!"
"Twins! Just like us."
"They are certainly very pretty."
"Kurt, you have to let us meet them!"
"We'll do anything!"
"Absolutely anything!"
They were talking back and forth so quickly, almost at the same time, that Kurt almost didn't hear it all. He looked between the two of them who were staring at him anxiously. It's not that Kurt doesn't like the twins, they actually do in some ways remind him of his sisters and he likes that. It's just that guys have never shown quite this much interest in them before. It made Kurt a little bit anxious. Looking at their sparkling ice blue eyes, he sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll think about it. And if you don't drag me off on any more spur-of-the-moment adventures, then I'll call them later and see if they want to come here tomorrow with my dad to pick me up."
Immediately they began jumping up and down. "Oh thank you, thank you!"
"We haven't met other twins for a while now!"
"This is exciting!"
They stopped jumping and gave each other a knowing look, as if they had just had a silent conversation, and then looked back to Kurt. "Will you let us know before you call them?"
"Yes, please. We want to ask you something, but not until later."
"Just don't ask us what it's about." Ethan added after seeing Kurt open his mouth to question them.
Kurt looked at them for a moment longer, trying to see what they had up their sleeves, before lightly rolling his eyes and sighing. "Fine, I'll let you know."
The twins both gave him an excited hug before running out of the room and down the hall.
"What was that about?" Kurt looked to Reed, who was now standing across from him with a small smirk on his face.
"I think they like your sisters." His smirk spread into a grin.
"But... They don't even know them yet." Kurt sighed deeply, before stepping closer to Reed. "Let me see how your eye looks."
Reed pulled the ice pack away, inwardly sighing in relief that the cold was no longer present. He reached up to touch it; it felt warm and tender to touch and he winced a little bit.
"Hmm..." Kurt examined the boy's face, turning it gently so he could see better in the light. "Well it's definitely bruised, but it's not too terribly bad. And you can only really see it if you look closely."
The shorter boy sighed. "Well... I guess that's good then. I don't need people thinking I'm any more of a klutz than they already think."
Kurt put an arm around his shoulders in a comforting way. "Who cares if that's what they think? I know I've only known you for maybe an hour now, but I don't think that. You just seem a little off balanced, that's all. It's nothing you can control, so don't let it get you down, okay?"
Reed looked up at Kurt and smiled. "Okay. I- I guess you're right." He paused and Kurt started to remove his arm. "And Kurt? Thanks." He pulled the taller boy into a tight hug for a moment before letting go and taking a step back.
"Anytime, Reed." Kurt gave him a small smile. "Now. How about you show me where to get my uniform from? I'd like to finish getting settled in completely before the twins come back to ask me whatever it is they're dying to ask." He walked over and put the photo back in his dresser.
"Not to scare you or anything, but with it being them, it could be anything." Reed laughed lightly before heading to the door and they both walked out.
Kurt groaned, which only made Reed laugh more. They ended up leaving Windsor house and heading in the direction of the main hall. They weren't making much talk, but it wasn't an awkward silence- more comfortable if anything. Then Kurt suddenly remembered something he'd been meaning to ask. "Do you know how I could go about auditioning for The Warblers?"
Reed glanced at him, a little bit surprised. "I didn't know you could sing." He hadn't meant to say it out loud, and the abruptness of his own comment made his cheeks turn slightly red. "I- I mean, well yeah... You would just need to go talk to Mr. Harvey or Ms. Medel and ask them about trying out. One of them is bound to be in Warbler Hall right now if you want to go-"
"You mean audition right now?" Kurt interrupted him mid-sentence. "I couldn't possibly... I don't have anything prepared and I haven't practiced at all or-"
This time Reed cut Kurt off. "No no, not audition right now. Chances are they would have you set up a time to come in, but it wouldn't be right now. I'm sure if you went and talked to them they would give you some kind of tips. That's what they did when I tried out for The Warblers."
Kurt abruptly stopped walking. "So wait. You're a Warbler?"
Reed looked a little insecure. "Is- is it that surprising?"
Kurt took notice to the way Reed asked that last question. "No! No, not at all. I just... Didn't know you could sing. That's all I meant." He started walking again and Reed did the same.
"Well, I can. I mean... I guess I can. I don't like singing in front of people by myself though. That's why I've never tried out for a solo."
"Never?" Kurt gaped at him. He couldn't imagine having never once tried out for a solo. "Have you ever at least considered trying?"
Reed looked uncomfortable. "I umm... No, not really. I don't think I would be good enough anyway..."
"Well then, I guess we'll have to change that." Kurt smiled, opening the door to the main hall and the two of them walked inside. They walked up to the front desk and waited for the woman sitting there to look up at them.
"Oh! Yes, what do you boys need?" She said, finally realizing they were standing there.
"Hi, I'm Kurt Hummel. I just transferred here and I need to pick up my uniform." Kurt smiled at her.
She reached under the desk where she sat at and pulled out a box just big enough for clothes to fit in. "Here you go. They told me to expect to see you soon enough. Have a nice day, and welcome to Dalton." She smiled wide at the two of them as they stepped away from the desk.
"Well that was easy enough. So where is Warbler Hall?"
Reed started walking in the direction of where it was located. "It's just right-"
Thud.
Kurt didn't know what had happened, but the next thing he knew Reed was hopping on one foot.
"Oh ow. That didn't feel good..." Reed hobbled over to a chair by the wall and sat down.
Kurt was puzzled. "What happened?"
"I stubbed my toe. Really hard." He paused to take a few deep breaths. "Why umm, why don't you just go without me? I'd really like to just... Not move right now."
"Are you sure?" Kurt raised his eyebrows at him.
"Yeah, no really. It should only take you a few minutes in there, and then by the time you get back I should be okay to walk back to Windsor." Kurt nodded at him. "Just- It's just down the hall around the corner on the left. It's the room with two big wooden doors. You'll see it."
Kurt smiled at him reassuringly before heading where Reed told him to go. It only took him about fifteen seconds to find the room, but he didn't enter right away. The doors were slightly cracked, and he could hear light piano playing coming from inside, followed by the sound of somebody's voice a few seconds later. Kurt instantly recognized the song as Teenage Dream, but this version was much different from the original. This version- with the piano playing the notes beautifully and that... That voice was incredible- was really something else. He hadn't heard the song played this way before, and was ever so curious to know just who it was that was in that room.
He poked the door slowly and lightly opening it a little bit wider; just enough to fit his head through. All he could see was the back of a boy's head while he continued to play and sing.
"Let's go all, the way tonight. No regrets; just love. We can dance, until we die. You and I. We'll be young forever. 'Cause you make-"
The boys' singing was interrupted when his cell phone started to ring. He groaned before answering. "Hey, Shane... Yeah I know, you said you're coming next week? Okay, that's what I thought. Just making sure."
Kurt felt a little awkward listening to this mystery boy's one sided conversation with his head still poked inside the door, so he slowly moved so he was standing right outside the door.
"You- you what? You want to room... With me? Yeah I know mom told me to keep an eye on you, but that close of one?" He groaned and then mumbled, "Alright, fine. You can stay in my room. I'll see you tomorrow, Shane. Mhmm, bye."
Kurt heard the phone snap shut, and the boy in the room sighed heavily. Kurt desperately wanted to know who he was. He hesitated for a minute, but then turned and knocked on the large wooden door and pushed it further open. The boy turned around and looked over at Kurt, and Kurt felt his mouth drop slightly open. Blaine?
"Oh uh, hi."
"Hi." Kurt cleared his throat, trying not to sound completely shocked at the fact that the same gorgeous boy he had seen on the staircase earlier is the same one he was standing in this room with. The same one who had about a minute earlier been playing and singing one of the most beautiful pieces of music Kurt had ever heard. "I- I didn't mean to eavesdrop on anything." Despite his not wanting to, he felt his face flush lightly. "I was looking for Mr. Harvey or Ms. Medel... But I see they're not here, so maybe I'll just..." He turned back around to leave.
"Wait, why were you looking for them?" Blaine raised an eyebrow at Kurt.
"I was told to come and see them so I can set up a time to audition for The Warblers."
Blaine smiled at that. "Oh, so you sing? I'm a Warbler. You should definitely try out."
That smile he was giving Kurt almost made his jaw drop again, but he was able to control himself this time. "I plan on it." Kurt smiled back and started to walk away. "I should be going though." He didn't exactly know why he said that. More than likely because if he was going to stand there any longer he wouldn't be able to control his face almost blushing every time that Blaine spoke to or smiled at him.
"Oh... Alright then." Blaine paused, and Kurt was almost all the way out of the room. "Wait!" He ran over to catch Kurt before he was completely gone. "I didn't get what your name is. I'm Blaine."
"I know-" It slipped out before he could stop himself, and he felt the heat rush to his face as if it were on fire. Great... Way to go, Kurt. "I- I mean..." He sighed, taking a deep breath and avoiding Blaine's eyes on his. "Kurt. I'm... Kurt." He glanced back at Blaine, who had a mixed expression of confusion and amusement on his face and was trying desperately not to smirk.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Kurt." Blaine couldn't help himself now, and he gave Kurt so wide a smile he thought his face would break.
And, of course, seeing that smile again only made Kurt more flustered. "It- it's nice meeting you too, Blaine." And he turned and walked hurriedly away back down the hall. What was THAT? You still know nothing about him and you're letting him get you this- this... Uncontrolled over practically nothing! Kurt took deep breaths so that by the time he was back to where Reed was sitting waiting for him, he was mostly all of the way calmed down.
"So...?" Reed stood up and lightly put pressure back on his foot, seeing that it was now okay to walk on again.
"Neither of them were there. I guess I'll have to come back later or tomorrow or something and try again." Kurt tried to act as casual as possible so that Reed wouldn't ask what took him so long then if nobody was even in there.
"Oh, okay. You'll get to talk to them sooner or later." He paused, looking over Kurt's face as he avoided Reed's eye contact. "Are... Are you alright?"
"Hmm? Oh no, I'm fine." Kurt gave his fake, yet extremely believable, smile to the shorter boy. "Can we head back though? I should find the twins and tell them I'm going to be calling my sisters soon. Who knows what they're going to ask me..."
Reed laughed, "Nobody knows. But okay yeah, let's go." They both headed out of the door and slowly back to Windsor. It was silent between them again, and it gave Kurt time to think. What was wrong with him when he was around Blaine? He didn't even know him, and yet any little thing he did had Kurt fidgeting or blushing or something that there's really no reason for. Kurt sighed silently. I guess I'll just need to get to know Blaine a little bit better then.