Well hi :) I am supposed to be doing homework right now… but anyways how am I doing on my story? Good, I hope :) And I'm sorry I never realized how short my chapters really are. I'll try to make them longer… sorry. :( And Kurt maybe kinda OOC, but he had been going to an all boy school since freshman year and now he's a junior so he's not any less of a bitch, but a little more boy-ish. Enjoy :)
I will not let his prissy mood get to me, I thought to myself as I started knocking on Nick and Jeff's door. They opened it immediately and ushered me in.
"Dude, do you know how loud you guys were? Sheesh. How are you going to survive all of junior year with that prick?" Nick said with disgust at the last sentence.
"I seriously don't know. He seemed even more pissed off this year than last. Maybe I'm growing on him," I replied with a smirk.
"Hmm I give it a week," Jeff said randomly. "I say three days have you seen them in the same room for 2 minutes, no way they'll last a week." Nick replied.
"Guys, what are you talking about?" I asked.
"Just betting on how long you're gonna last together," they replied simultaneously, which didn't really freak me out considering how close we all are.
"Guys, I will make it the whole year. I'm not some chicken who's gonna run away when somebody I don't like is around. Him however… not so sure," I said, "he seemed majorly pissed off that he has to room with me."
"Can you blame him?" Jeff asked with a teasing smirk.
"Jeff, I'm hurt, wounded. Don't you see what you just did to me?" I said with a mock hurt look on my face and my hand over my heart.
In reply he just made his hands into a heart and said, "Love you, Kurtsie."
"Love you too, Jeffy."
Then suddenly Nick came up and said, "I wanna be loved!" So Jeff and I got smirks on our faces and yelled, "SANDWHICH!" And properly sandwiched Nick into a hug. Then we said, "We love you Nicky!" Oh wow, I thought to myself, me and my friends are such losers.
Suddenly, we heard a loud, obnoxious growl come from the middle of the sandwich and started laughing.
"Come on, guys, let's go get some food, obviously the Nickster needs it."
We started leaving when Nick said, "Kurt, I swear, if you call me 'Nickster' again I will take all of your things you hold dearest to your heart."
"You wouldn't." I said with a glare.
"Let's just see how cute Kurtsie is with bed head and no moisturizing routine for a month," Nick said.
"Fine no more Nickster," I mumbled, getting into line for dinner.
Nick and Jeff were actually keeping me distracted from Blaine pretty well. I didn't even think of him until we sat down to start dinner, giving me a perfect view of the door. We were in the middle of a conversation when he walked in.
"He completely forgot that his friend, Puck, was standing right in front of them so the moron decided to get a match and… why's everybody so quite?" I asked confused.
Nick and Jeff were staring at the front doors, so I decided to look. Aw shit.
There walked in a still very pissed off Blaine with David and Wes. He and his friends were glaring at my friends and I like they wanted to start a fight, we'd totally win, when I realized everybody in the room was holding their breath. There were no newbies and all the grades were separate so there was no one who didn't know that Blaine and I hated each other. I guess they'd all seen that we were put in the same room because nobody dared to breathe while we were staring at each other. Then Wes nudged Blaine's shoulder and they started walking again. It seemed like everybody let out a breath and then the whispering started happening. I heard a few snippets of conversations, but I knew they were all talking about me and Blaine.
"-can you believe their stuck with each other-"
"-wonder who will crack first… we should totally make bets, my money's on-"
"-think he'll kill him? No…. well… maybe. Nah he's too good-"
"-urt? KURT? Jeff, slap him." I semi-snapped back at that, just in time to catch Jeff's wrist.
"Kurt, you oOOOW! KURT! LET GO OF MY WRIST!" Jeff yelled. When I realized I had a vice grip on it, I let it go. "Oh my god, Jeff, I'm so sorry," I said when I saw him rubbing his wrist, wincing. "It's alright dude. How are you?"
"Ugh, it's all really starting to sink in. I have to spend a whole year with that bastard."
"Now, now Kurtsie," I heard behind my back, "no need for such foul language. You and Blaine are going to have to spend a whole year together, might as well start being nicer."
"Shut up, Wesley," Nick said with a glare, "just go back to your little princess and quit talking to us."
"See you at Warblers practice at 7:45 sharp Nicholas, Jeffery, Kurt," Wes said, my name dripping with venom.
"Goodbye, Mr. Montgomery," we all chorused in a bored voice.
Right when he left, Jeff said what we had all been thinking, "Warblers practice is going to be hell."
Nick and I hummed our agreement and stood up. We still had about 30 minutes until Warblers practice, and we were going to make the most of it.
"Race you guys to the playground?" Nick asked.
For some unknown reason, in Dalton's 'backyard', I guess you could call it, had a huge playground. Swings, teeter totters, slides, jungle gyms, and it even had this pyramid type thing that was made out of tires (the tires facing so you could climb through the holes). It was the best! What teenage boys can't act like 5 year olds sometimes? Pshh.
"Totally," Jeff and I said at the same time.
Then, we started running. It was actually pretty normal for boys to start running randomly or singing or dancing… you can't be judged here so why not? Just not during school because then the teachers are watching us like hawks, but most board here, so they know teenage boys do need a way to burn off steam.
I, not surprisingly, made it to the playground first, Jeff second, Nick third. Just like always.
"Dammit Kurt, you can't let me win just once?" Jeff whined.
"Hey, you getting second all the time is better than being third," Nick added.
"Guys come on we only have," I looked at my phone, "20 minutes till Warbler practice, I seriously need to burn off some steam." They looked at me and knew I wasn't quite ready to deal with my lovely bitch of a roommate, but I tried looking peppy. "Come on guys! I'd say race you to the jungle gym, but we all know who'd win that one," I said with a smirk.
"Oh shut up, Hummel." Nick said, running towards the jungle gym. Next to the jungle gym, the playground also had one of those half- sphere thingies that you crawl through one of the many holes to get to the inside. When the people at Dalton first found the playground they had to take the original stuff away and make personally made bigger versions of everything because it seemed like a good thing to have around to get rid of some steam for the boarders. That was defiantly my favorite thing at the playground next to the swings. They didn't want the whole thing made out of holes, so it just looks like a humongous shell with holes in it, so the kids at Dalton named it the shell. A person as tall as Finn can stand in it and lay in it comfortably. For people that needed help getting out, there were a couple bars here and there and a stool if you really needed it. You needed super agility to be able to make it in and out, which I had.
I decided to just sit on top of the shell and watch Nick and Jeff run around in the jungle gym after playing in it for a little while. After a couple more minutes they got tired and decided to join me.
"Can't we just stay here?" I asked hopefully.
"Sadly, no. Wes would have our heads before the school year even started and he would finally have an excuse to pound you're head in with his gavel. In a matter of fact, what time is it, Nick, we probably need to start to get going."
"Yeah, sure it's…shit!" Nick was taking out his phone from his pocket when he lost his grip and dropped it into the shell.
"Don't worry Nick, I got it," I said while sliding into the shell easily. I felt like stalling and showing off a bit, so I swung from bar to bar with ease until Jeff's voice rang out, "Come on Kurtsie, we haven't got all day and we already know you as flexible as like a cheerleader. Chop, chop."
I decided to stop messing around and actually get the phone then and look at the time. "Shit, guys! Warblers practice starts in 5 minutes and the practice room is on the complete other side of the school! You guys go ahead I'll catch up."
"No way man, you've got my phone. Who knows what crazy shit you'd put on my Facebook," Nick said. Then I could hear the loud smack of Jeff's hand colliding with the back of Nick's head and Nick's yelp.
"Nick, seriously not the time, but anyways, Kurt no way. We're running with ya. Might as well get detention or dents in our heads together," Jeff said. "Ugh, fine," I relented.
I climbed out of the shell, gave Nick his phone back-with a smack to the head-and started sprinting with Nick and Jeff close behind. We were almost to the room when we heard-
"-seriously David, if they aren't here in 10 seconds they are out of the Warblers." Then we walked straight into the room, surprisingly, easily hiding that we just sprinted from the other side of the school.
"Wesley, you did say 7:45 sharp, did you not?" Nick stated, feigning innocence, "well would you look at the time it's exactly 7:45, I'd say we did quite well. The other Warblers were just here early. Wow perfect timing.
Wes let out a groan, "Fine, just take your seats."
We all shared triumphant grins and headed to our seat. I actually completely forgot my roommate predicament until I turned around. I caught his eye and my smile went away instantly. Nick and Jeff noticed I stopped and walked back to me to tug on my arm so I could actually move. Seriously, this is getting out of control; I thought to myself, I can't just stop what I'm doing to glare at Anderson. This. Needs. To. Stop. Next time I'll just ignore him or something. Yep that could work. Oh yeah Wes is talking…
"-so we will keep Blaine as our soloist until new people have signed up for Warblers, got it?"
There were murmurs of confirmation spread throughout the room.
"Well alright then. Normal practices at 5:30 sharp," I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who saw Wes glare at Nick there from the snickers I heard, "Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Don't be surprised if we have to add practices. Our first gig is to 'officially' welcome the freshmen in a week, so practice tomorrow after lunch! Warblers dismissed!" Then Wes started pounding his gavel. Everybody practically ran out of the room to enjoy the last hour before curfew. Curfew is at 9 on the night before the first day of school, 10 on weekdays, 11:30 on Sundays, none on Friday or Saturday, they just lock the doors at 1 am and open them at 5.
"Fifty bucks Wes is hoping your head is right there," I said to Nick with a smirk.
"Hey, I saved our asses, I don't need any sass from you, mister," Nick retorted.
"Well, practice only ran for 15 minutes, so we've got an hour till curfew," Jeff said, "Kurt, wanna hang with us?"
"I wish I could, but sadly, I should probably go back to my room. Hopefully he is hanging out with Wes and David and I can just go to sleep in peace."
"Alright, but if you change your mind we're just two doors away." We got up and started heading towards our rooms.
Too soon we were there and saying our goodnights.
"Dude, just remember there's a big, red button that's for emergencies. Press it if the mean man is about to hurt you or is hurting you," Nick said like he was talking to a five year old.
"Forget the button, just call us and we'll beat his ass, k?" Jeff said smacking Nick for not thinking of this 'genius' idea.
"Ha-ha, I think I can handle his ass on my own… not like that guys get your minds out of the gutter!" I said when I saw the smirks growing on their faces.
"You know, Kurt, I never really realized that all that hatred you guys have for each other would make for real good angry s-"
"Nick, if you finish that word, I'm banning you from your X-Box for a month."
"But Kuuurrrtttt," Nick whined, but I just looked at him with an eyebrow raised, daring him to see what happened if he did. "Ugh, fine," he huffed out.
"I really don't know why I do, but I love you guys. Goodnight," I said.
"Night, Kurt," "Nighty night Kurtie," "We love you!"
With a chuckle I turned the knob and entered my room. Sadly, my roommate was there and the smile dropped from my face, replaced with a scowl as I shut the door. This is going to be a long night.
Hahaha cliffhanger! Just kidding not really a cliffhanger, but sorta. Anyways, I was thinking that I might keep this all Kurt's POV or mostly Kurt POV, but a few Blaine POV chapters. Thoughts? Well I hope you liked this chapter. Review!
P.S. GLEE IS STARTING IN 13 DAYSSSSS! EEEEEEEEP! :D (In case you can't tell I'm happy :) I hope they have more Klaine!)
P.S.S. This one chapter is more than the last too put together… dang.
