Ezra is supposed to look like Alex Evans. Google Image him.

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Remove the spaces. These are the inspirations for Kurt's dancing and how they are supposed to look in reality. In the second video link it is the guy on the far left that I think would resemble Kurt's dancing a bit more than the others. Enjoy! Thank you to all my readers *less than three*

I never slept well when I was angry with someone or had just gotten into an argument; it always ended keeping me up all night. My Mom was exactly the same way. She would get up in the middle of the night just to wake Dad up off the couch in order to apologize so she could get decent nights sleep. That was why I was now finding myself walking through the Dalton dorms at 4 am wearing nothing but a fitted, white, v-neck t-shirt and black yoga pants carrying my I-pod speakers along with my I-pod. I couldn't be bothered to change out of my pajamas; nobody was awake at this time anyways. At least I had already gotten nine hours of sleep or else that would have meant I would have become a walking zombie for the whole of the day. Specific classrooms were left open for students 24/7, including the dance studio. That was where I was headed. Why was I headed to the dance studio? Because Kurt Elizabeth Hummel was a fantastic dancer. I started dancing at the age of six and have been ever since. Also, it helped that dancing kept my mind off of the huge Neanderthals who made it their mission to make my life a living hell. I always felt better after dancing. Singing, cooking and yoga were my other stress relievers. I had to stop attending the Lima Dance Academy's weekend classes when I transferred to Dalton; however I was taking it up as an extracurricular class. I have no clue whether or not they will expect me to audition at my first class but I knew for sure that I definitely was a bit rusty. I decided that whilst I couldn't sleep I might as well sharpen my dancing skills. I would most definitely say my favorite dancing style is contemporary. I can express my thoughts and feelings through my dancing and it's mesmerizing to me to convey those to my audience.

I reached the door and stopped when I saw someone standing in the middle of the room wearing grey sweat pants and nothing else. I cleared my throat and knocked on the door causing the boy to quickly face me. Blue eyes met mine. A smile fell across his beautiful face. He had a square jaw and beautiful, long eyelashes. Were all the boys at this school good looking or something? He had medium black hair that fell over his eyes and snake bite piercings under his bottom lip. My eyes fell to his stomach where he had a defined six pack. He smirked as he watched me openly check him out.

'Did you come here to rehearse for your dance audition tomorrow?'

'Yeah, how did you know?'

'Well, this IS a dance studio so normally only dancers come here, you are here EXTREMELY early in the morning and only trained dancers are committed to dancing early in the morning also that you have a dancers body' He winked at me.

'Not as good as yours' I smirked back.

'I can't really be sure to be honest. Your shirt's still on. What's your style?'

'Contemporary, Ballet, River-Dancing, Tap dancing and Pop dancing. What about you...'

'Ezra. Ezra Marsh. Contemporary, Ballet and Hip Hop' He walked over and held his hand out to me.

'Kurt Hummel. It's my pleasure' I took his hand in mine.

'Kurt as in the Sound of Music, Hummel as in the figurines. What a beautiful name for such a beautiful boy. The pleasure is all mine, Kurt.' He kissed my hand then smiled up at me and I instantly felt my cheeks turn into a flustered shade of pink.

'My mom was a fan of the movie. I still am.'

'It is one of my favorite movies'

I smiled at him 'You know you can let go of my hand, you know'

'I most definitely do know that I could but I like holding it too much'

'You are such a flirt, Ezra'

'It isn't my fault that I can't help but flirt with a gorgeous boy'

I raised my eyebrow at him 'Gorgeous, huh?'

'I tried to think of a better word but I couldn't. Gorgeous is still an understatement though, sorry about that. So are you ever going to dance of are we just going to stay standing here?'

'The second option sounds nice, however I love dancing too much to just not do it. Want to let go of my hand?'

'As long as I get to watch you dance'

'It's a deal, Ezra'

*BREAK*

'You're amazing, Kurt!'

'I know' I smirked at him.

'You're also cocky. Good to know.'

'Is that so?'

'Very. That information can be very useful later on'

'Oh really, How is that?'

'Well, soon I am going to ask you to join me for dinner tonight and if my dreams come true and I'm extremely lucky you will say yes. So, if we continue to go on little dates it may become something more therefore making that information very useful'

'You have quite the over active imagination don't you?'

'You could say that I guess. So, Kurt Hummel, will you join me for dinner tonight after our Dance class?'

'If you're paying, sure. I don't come cheap you know. Maybe if you're really lucky you can sit with me at breakfast in a few hours' I winked at him.

'Oh breakfast! 'He said with mock excitement causing me to laugh. His facial expressions softened. 'You have the most amazing laugh' I blushed yet again.

'You have to stop that'

'I'm not going to lie to you Kurt. I only speak the truth. Everything about you, so far, is amazing to me'

'Are you gay?' I blurted out before I could stop myself. He laughed.

'Yes, I am. Quite the stereotype actually'

'I swear I will punch the next person who calls me a stereotype'

'Agreed. Well, I have to go take a shower before they all get taken. It was nice to meet you Kurt.' He held out his hand and I took it in mine once again'

'It was nice to meet you'

He kissed my hand before saying 'Au revoir' and walking out the door.

*Break*

A few hours later I found myself sitting at a table in the dining hall waiting for the rest of the boys with my bowl of fruit in front of me. I popped a grape into my mouth and watched as Jeff looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

'Why do you look so happy? Didn't you tell Blaine to go fuck himself yesterday?' He asked putting a forkful of waffles into his mouth.

'Chew slowly, Jeff. You're going to bite your tongue! Yes, I did tell Blaine to go fuck himself. It felt really good to-'

'Really? It hurt me'

'Awe Muffin.' I rolled my eyes as he sat next to Jeff. Wes and David flanked my sides setting down their plates piled with food and sat next to me.

'You said you weren't going to begin shouting at him but then…you kind of did'

I shrugged 'I lied. Plus, I didn't expect him to be such an ass' I put a piece of pineapple into my mouth with a nonchalant expression on my face.

'Kurt, I tried to say sorry but you wouldn't let me.'

'There was no point, Blaine. Sorry can't fix the past.'

'But it can improve the future' I looked up and was surprised to find his eyes full of...was that sorrow?

'Sometimes, yes' I said after swallowing the pineapple.

'Kurt, I really am sorry'

'I believe you' I said in a monotone, stabbing a piece of watermelon in the process.

'What songs are you auditioning with for music, Kurt?'

'Well I was going to start off with – Good try, David.'

'I've never heard of that song before…' Wes said trailing off.

'That's because it isn't a song, Wes.'

'But you-'

'I'm not telling you my songs choices. It's a surprise'

'Kurt, I walked past your room at five this morning and I saw your light was on. I wasn't being a stalker or anything, I was just going out for a run but I was wonder why you were up so early. Especially after…'

'Oh' I wasn't expecting Jeff to ask me that. A remembered Ezra and I in the dance studio and I felt myself begin to smile.

'Kurt, what's wrong with you?'

'Nothing is-'

'KURT!'

I turned to look at whoever called my name and was met once again with bright blue eyes. Ezra was making his way towards our table dressed in a Core tight, grey long-sleeve shirt, a black vest, black skinny jeans and black and white converse. My mouth fell open before I realized and closed it.

'It's good to see you again, Kurt'

'It's good to see you actually own a shirt'

'You're a liar' he winked at me as I blushed. I watched from the corner of my eye as Jeff began to smirk, Wes and David stared at each other with wide eyes and Blaine's face turned red as a tomato.

'So, what are you doing over here talking to me then, huh?' I looked up at him and smiled.

'Well, if I do recall a beautiful boy told me that if I was really lucky I might be able to sit next to him at breakfast…' He acted as if he was trying to recall the memory.

'Well, are you sure you weren't dreaming?' I raised my eyebrow at him.

'Now that I think about it, it WAS really early this morning that he may have said that so it could have been a dream. Plus, I doubt anybody on earth actually looks that amazing. Maybe I was dreaming of an angel. He kind of actually looked like you, Kurt.' He began to squint.

'Well then, I guess you will just have to settle for me'

'Oh, what a pity!' He smirked.

'Hey, Wes do you mind moving over a little bit?'

'Yes' He smiled and scooted closer to Blaine.

'Oh, I'll be right back I just have to get my plate. I kind of saw you and I left my plate to come and hear your voice' He blushed, as did I. David began to make fake gagging noises and I slapped him over the head.

'You better hurry before your luck runs out' I watched as he ran to retrieve his plate.

When I sat back down at the table all eyes were on me.

'Spill!' Jeff said squealing and taking my hand. Blaine rolled his eyes. Wes and David rapidly nodded their heads.

'Well, I met him this morning. He was shirtless. I checked him out. He flirted. I flirted back. He asked me out for dinner. I told him only if he paid because I wasn't cheap' I smiled at the memory 'I said if he was lucky we could have breakfast too. He kissed my hand. Twice'

'So…Let me get this straight. You just met today and you already have a date planned?'

'Yes, Dave. Is that a problem?'

'Get some, Kurtie!' I looked over at Blaine who looked pissed. I looked over my shoulder and saw Ezra heading back towards the table.

'Everybody shut up! He's coming back.' I whispered harshly.

'Did you miss me?' Ezra asked once he was at the table.

I heard Blaine mumble 'No' under his breath and watched Jeff elbow him in the ribs, winking at me.

'Terribly' I rolled my eyes at him.

He took a seat next to me and I looked at his 2 boiled eggs, 2 slices of bacon, 2 slices of toast, bowl of fruit and carton of orange juice. He took a bite of his toast and began chewing. He swallowed what was in his mouth and turned to face me.

'Have you decided your audition pieces yet?'

'Yeah, I have. Have you?'

'Nope. I don't have to since I was in it last year. What did you choose?'

'I decided on Almost Lover by Fine Frenzy and Judas by Lady Gaga'

'Ooh. Good choices'

'How d you manage to get his audition pieces out of him but we can't?' Wes questioned. I watched as Ezra's eyebrows furrowed.

'We aren't talking about music class, Wes'

'What then?' Blaine asked through clenched teeth glaring at Ezra.

'Dance'

'You dance?' Jeff asked raising an eyebrow.

'I do.'

'What kind?' David asked facing me.

I turned to face him 'Contemporary, Ballet, River-Dancing, Tap dancing and Pop dancing'

'Damn Kurtie!' Jeff's eyes widened.

'He's amazing, even more talented than me.' I felt Ezra put his arm on my shoulders and I melted into the touch. Blaine's eyes widened and his hand gripped his fork so hard I was sure it was going to be bent when he released it. What was his problem?

'You're Lying' I said as I blushed.

'I told you I would never lie to you, Kurt' He said looking down at me with a serious expression.

'Are you going to be there?'

'Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world. You guys should totally come to support Kurt too!' He said addressing the others.

'That's great!'

'Awesome!'

'Cool!'

'Sure'

Before I could go off on Blaine, Ezra did. 'Dude, what the fuck is your problem? Can't you be nice to Kurt for once and NOT treat him like shit. He doesn't deserve it! Especially not from a selfish, asshole like you!' That caused Blaine to snap.

Blaine stood up and leaned over the table. He growled in Ezra's face. 'You don't know the slightest thing about me and you sure as hell don't know a damn thing about Kurt. Back the fuck off!'

'GUYS! Calm down!' I screamed.

I watched as Blaine leaned further back away from Ezra.

'I know EVERYTHING about you Blaine. I may not know anything about Kurt so far. I know he's interested in me, I'm interested in him. So YOU can back off. You had your chance and you fucked it up, as expected.'

'You only have interest to fuck him then leave him!' Blaine screeched slamming his hands on the table. I froze on the spot. I didn't know what to do; I didn't know how to handle this. I felt as Jeff grabbed one of my hands and squeezed it. I was unable to squeeze back. I was in shock. I heard collective gasps from around the lunch room. Man, these kids were watching a live soap opera.

'No, Blaine. I'm not like you. I don't kiss people and run. I don't fuck people and run. I am the complete opposite of you. I actually care about whether or not I hurt my significant others feelings because I have a heart and soul.'

'That is out of line, Ezra! You are talking complete crap.'

'Wow. You are a TERRIBLE prefect. You're supposed to be a good influence. You are most definitely not that. I only speak the truth. I just listened to what Ethan told me.'

'He's lying! Why does nobody get that!'

'He's better than you. Duh!'

I finally found my voice.

'EZRA!' I screamed at him.

'If you knew the back story you would understand, angel' He rubbed his hand up and down my arm. 'Now Blaine, I want you to get over this very obvious jealously you have. It's only making you seem like more of a terrible person. You are coming to Kurt's audition. You are going to watch him dance. You are going to cheer for him and you are going to be the friend he deserves.' I watched as Ezra leaned over and whispered in Blaine's ear.

You are also going to keep your fucking hands of him. If you touch him I swear to god…I have connections, Blaine.

I watched as Blaine's eyes widened and his face paled.

'Are we clear, Blaine?' Ezra smirked at him.

'Like crystal' Blaine cleared his throat.

'Oh goodie' Ezra clapped his hands like an excited 5 year old. 'You guys better get ready for the school day soon, only an hour left of freedom. I'll leave you guys now to give you time to get ready. See you later, Kurt' He kissed me on the cheek and left a bright red blush 'My angel'. Once Ezra walked away Blaine slowly walked off in the other direction ignoring all of us calling after him.

'What the fuck just happened?' I heard Jeff say as a swiftly walked out of the room to catch up with Blaine.