Author's Note: Ta-da! Welcome back, everyone!

If you want to ignore my ramblings just skip ahead to the story unless you want to read about a pathetic fangirl.

Let's hang in there, Klainers! Only one more week until we see our beautiful boys once again, and hopefully one of them will wear an engagement ring :D Just another reminder: NO SPOILERS.

On Tuesday, there was an article in the USA Today about the Fall Preview for upcoming television shows. I flipped it over and almost screamed in front of my mom. It had a preview of Glee right in front of me AND it also had Kurt in his outfit for when Klaine sing "Got to Get You Into My Life" and I started banging my hand (not my head, thankfully) on the table a couple of times. When no one was looking, I cut out the whole section and now it's stowed away in my planner so whenever I open it I'll get a full face of what might happen in exactly 7 days so yay :D

Okay, I'm now shutting up because my rambling was unnecessary. Someone stuff some Oreos in my mouth.

Enjoy!

"Ah, Mr. Anderson, just the person I need to see."

Kurt saw Blaine's eyes widen at the sight of him, and Kurt internally panicked inside, only for a couple seconds, though.

"Blaine, this is Kurt Hummel," the headmaster said. "He just transferred here. Kurt, this is Blaine Anderson."

"Yeah, we kinda met yesterday." Kurt said.

The headmaster raised one of his gray slightly bushy eyebrows. "Oh really? Well, then you'll both get along just fine. Blaine, today you will get a pass for the next two periods so you can show Kurt around. After all, this is a very large school to navigate through."

"Of course." Blaine said, the grin spreading across his face.

"Excellent. I'll leave you to it."

As the headmaster walked away, Kurt couldn't help but let his eyes wonder around the corridor at the decorations and the interior of the room. He already had unpacked all of his stuff into his dorm, which he didn't have to share with anyone since he transferred in the middle of the year. He didn't have enough time to actually observe the school in the inside, and with the help of Blaine, he could be able to walk through the school without getting lost.

"Wow," Kurt said nearly a minute later. "This place has style."

Blaine chuckled. "Wait until you see all of the other places around here."

Kurt turned to him and smiled. "Oh yeah. We should start."

The two boys began to walk, starting with the left wing of the school. They were able to cover the whole area within a period and were heading towards the dorms upstairs when classes let out for the next period. Kurt couldn't help but admire Blaine. He was so smart, very informative (and patient) when Kurt asked questions, and the best part was that they had a lot of things in common, like Rachel said. It was like Blaine was a mentor to him.

Students began to flow the used-to-be empty hallways, making it harder to get to the right wing of the school. All of the students were in a rush to their next class, and it was like getting through quicksand. The amount of students crowding them made it impossible to get through. Kurt was sure he almost lost Blaine twice in the sea of learners needing to get to their next class.

"My God. There are so many students here." Kurt said as they weaved between the crowds.

"Yeah, sometimes I wonder if the whole teenage boy population of Westerville attend this school."

"Definitely." Kurt agreed.

Suddenly, he wrapped his hand around Blaine's, their fingers entwining each other.

"Sorry," Kurt apologized, his cheeks beginning to bloom a bright tomato red.

"No, it's okay," Blaine improvised. "Might as well, otherwise we'll get separated and you can easily get lost here."

Kurt felt his world evolve slowly around him. Blaine didn't know what he was doing to Kurt, and it was driving him insane at the fact that the handholding was very innocent (supposedly in Blaine's eyes). He pleaded that he wasn't embarrassing himself in any way, like if his hands were too sweaty or if he gripped too tightly. He absolutely hated that, just like anyone else who would.

Once they managed to squeeze by the crowd of bustling students, they were in an empty hallway, finally. Kurt realized that his left hand felt lonely, and Blaine's hand was back to his own sides. He wanted to beg Blaine to continue holding his hand (he was such a sap), but he didn't want to make the boy uncomfortable and make him assume that he was a pervert or something, despite how extreme that was compared to the situation.

Their final destination was the Warbler choir room, where the Warblers held after school rehearsals and group meetings. The room was decorated the same as all of the other common rooms throughout the school, except there was empty space in the back of the room to rehearse their numbers.

"So, what do you think?" Blaine asked after a couple of minutes. "Is this a fairly amazing school or what?"

Kurt turned to face Blaine, who was lounging on one of the couches. He had a smile that was ear to ear. "I have no words to describe how amazing this school is. Sure, the whole building is incredible, but the best part that I still can't manage to comprehend in my mind is the zero-tolerance policy."

Blaine chuckled. "I couldn't agree more. I still believe the policy is the best part. I have to warn you about the amount of homework you're going to be lugging back to your dorm."

"Oh, screw homework. I deserve a challenge every now and then."

Blaine had to laugh again at Kurt's amazing humor. "Well, don't say I didn't warn you. So, have you decided if you are going to join the Warblers?"

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "I just got here. But why not?"

"Awesome," Blaine grinned. "I'll make sure you get an audition spot today."

Off in the distance, a bell rang, signaling the change for the next class.

"We should get going," Kurt said. "You can direct me to…" He looked at a sheet of paper, which contained his schedule. "Mr. Ryan's history class."

"Of course. Let's go."

Kurt gestured towards the door. "Lead the way."

They quickly merged into the crowd, and Kurt even held his hand again, hoping to not get lost in the swarm of students. When the two boys succeeded to Kurt's class, they weren't going to see each other until they had Glee club together after school, so they bid their farewells.

The second that they said goodbye the day seemed to go by so fast. His classes were much harder compared to McKinley, but every kid in the class welcomed him like an old friend. Their manners were exceptional. The teachers caught him up with the curricular, and even some of the students volunteered to tutor him if he ever fell behind.

Throughout the day, he didn't get a glimpse of Blaine, most likely because they were in different grades. Kurt was able to meet some of the Warblers and he got info of his audition. Trent was pretty nice, Flint had great "yo momma" jokes, and Thad was insane (in a good way). He sat with the Warblers in his grade during lunch, talking and joking around (Thad stole some cookies from the cafeteria selection for Kurt).

"So Kurt, where did you come from?"

Kurt turned to face Trent. "Oh, I came from McKinley."

"McKinley? Really?" Trent's eyes widened.

"Yeah. Why is that so amazing?"

"No, it's just that McKinley's Glee club is our competition for Sectionals."

That memory of when Mr. Schuester announcing their competition a couple weeks before he transferred to Dalton zoomed past his mind. How could he not remember that he was going to face Dalton? Sure, Puck sent him out to spy, but what they didn't know was that he didn't go to Dalton (spying was wrong, and he couldn't pull their prestigious uniforms) but instead he went to the mall. Now that he was attending Dalton, sooner joining the Warblers, he was going to face his old Glee club at Sectionals.

"Wow, I guess I completely forgot." Kurt said a minute later.

"Are you still going to audition for the Warblers?"

Without thinking, Kurt nodded his head. "Sure, why not? What else should I do? It'll be fun when Sectionals comes 'round."

After lunch, Kurt focused on the rest of his classes, finding that people were the same as they were compared to the students in his morning classes. He couldn't be any luckier. No more worries of slushies, or any ignorant Neanderthal jocks shoving him into lockers, it was like paradise.

Kurt's life flashed forward, and he was standing behind the doors of the Warbler rehearsal room. He was being overdramatic, but felt like he was going to into a courtroom, then to a tree to be hanged for a crime he never committed. Kurt shook his head at his own thoughts. Why should he be even worried? He was going to nail the audition, and get into the Warblers, as simple as that. No worries, right?

Gathering courage, he pushed open the doors, and more than fifteen pairs of eyes pierced through his body, and only one of them was the most welcoming. Guess which one?

Blaine.

"Hello, Kurt," said Wes. Kurt assumed he was part of the council that Trent was talking about during lunch. Wasn't he the one who was obsessed with a gavel or something? "Welcome to your audition. Are you ready?"

Kurt took a couple steps forward. He was holding an iPod and a set of speakers. He placed them on one of the small table, tapping the screen a couple of times.

"Yes, I'm ready," he turned to Nick, who was closest to the iPod. "Do you mind?"

"Of course not." Nick leaned over and pressed, "play", the recording of the music filling the room. Some of the Warblers eyed him curiously at his song choice, but Kurt just shrugged it off.

As there were a few bars of an instrumental beginning, Kurt had to admire his own very calm demeanor. Yesterday he rehearsed his song, and he felt so confident of his choice. Now, just seconds before actually singing it, he wondered if it was too much, or if the Warblers would judge him for singing such a song. Why was he making such a big deal out of it? He had no idea why. Maybe he wanted to really impress the Warblers with his range, or the risk that he was taking.

Or maybe he really wanted to impress Blaine.

There's no turning back now. Just go with it, you'll do amazing.

Once the instrumental break finished, turning back be damned, Kurt took a deep breath, and began to sing.

Author's Note: Hmm… What is Kurt's audition song? I don't know myself (just joking once again, I totally know what it is). I hope this chapter satisfied all of you.

Sneak peek: You'll find out Kurt's audition song (it's pretty obvious), if he got into the Warblers, and much more. I've also decided to add in some lovely couple that you should know of. You will see them pretty often in the rest of this story with their amazing humor and wit. So you're welcome!

IMPORTANT: I WILL BE UPDATING EVERY THURSDAY. I think you all know that by now, right?

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