So it turns out that working on three stories with the same location and characters at the same time is pretty confusing! I hope this continues to make sense and we are heading to a climax but I need Kurt to suffer more (sorry Kurt) before we get there.

Blaine rushed to history, eager to check up on Kurt. He had only know the slight boy for a short time but he had made a big impression on him and he really cared about him. Watching students coming into class in small groups Blaine thought through what he could say to reassure Kurt about what had happened this morning, he knew the boy was worried about his roommate but also about Nick's reaction.

"Hey Blaine," the tenor turned and saw Matthew, Jeff's roommate crouching next to him, "Have you seen Kurt? He tried to catch him after his calculus class but I must have missed him."

"He should be along shortly. Did you want him for something?"

"Yeah, I'm having some trouble with French and Jeff mentioned he is pretty much fluent so I was hoping he would tutor me a bit."

"Well I'm sure he can help you out." Just as Blaine finished the teacher came in and the lesson began. After ten minutes and with no sign of the young boy Blaine pulled out his phone to text Kurt and find out where he was but luck was not on his side as Mrs Buchanan walked past his desk just as he did and took the phone from his hand.

"See me at the end of the lesson Mr Anderson," she said quietly before continuing the lesson. Blaine sat up straight trying to pay attention but was desperately worried about Kurt. The young boy had gone through so much at McKinley and now thought his friends were so mad at him it was better to cut class than face them.

….

Kurt collapsed on his bed when he got back to the dorm room. He lay there face down crying into his pillow letting all the emotion of the morning flow out of him. Cutting class was not a good idea but he knew there was no way he would be able to concentrate and he certainly couldn't deal with talking to anyone.

After some time the sobbing subsided and he was able to sit up and think rationally again. He had missed most of his first lesson but he could make it to history if he hurried. He was on his way to the bathroom to assess the damage to his face when he remembered that history was with Blaine and he really could not deal with the gorgeous boy this morning. He decided he would just go to the library and work in there until after morning break when he had French and the art, he wasn't with Blaine in any of those (although Jeff was in art with him – damn why couldn't he have classes with no one he knew!) Looking in the mirror was not as bad as he had feared, his eyes were still red and puffy but the damage was already calming down and while it was obvious he had been crying by the time French started he should be fine.

He made his way over to the library without having to talk to anyone. There were always students wandering around going between classes and on study periods so it was not strange to see students between classes. Once in the library he found an empty table in the back corner, put in his headphones and set about finishing off an essay for English. Focussed on his work he didn't notice his phone flashing as each new message came in.

….

After class Blaine tried repeatedly to call Kurt but he got his voice mail each time, Mrs Buchanan had made him wait until every student had left the room before lecturing him on attempting to use his phone during class. Luckily for Blaine she felt that as he was usually a good student he deserved another chance and she gave him back his phone warning him not to try using it in her lessons again. The dark haired boy was wondering whether the five minute break before the next lesson would be enough time to run over to the dorms to check on Kurt when he spotted the very boy coming down the hallway munching on a cereal bar.

"Kurt!" he shouted. The other boy looked up in surprise and turned as if to run away when Nick and Jeff appeared on either side of him and Nick wrapped his arms around the boy's slight frame in a giant hug. Blaine made his way over and took Kurt's hand in his once Nick had pulled back. "Where have you been, I was so worried in history."

"What do you mean?" asked Nick looking between Kurt and Blaine.

"Erm, I haven't been in class this morning," replied Kurt quietly.

"Please don't tell me you're still upset about what happened. I sent you a message to tell you I was fine, everything is fine."

"I got sick so I went back to the room to lie down," Kurt pulled out his phone as he spoke.

From Nick: No bruise, don't worry, all's good. CU at lunch.

From UNKNOWN: I hear McKinley Titans are slacking on training. They need another punchbag!

Kurt read the two messages and his heart sank. Aware that the other three boys were watching him Kurt put on his best (fake) smile. "Thanks Nick, I'm really glad there's no lasting damage and again I'm sorry for what happened."

"Speaking of that we still don't really know what happened," Blaine said slightly hesitantly. "What made you react like that?" At that moment Kurt got another text;

From UNKNOWN: Know any volunteers?

Suddenly the cereal bar Kurt had just eaten didn't feel so comfortable in his stomach and his heart was racing. He didn't want the others to see he was upset but was saved by the warning bell ringing. "Bathroom," Kurt mumbled and ran off to the nearest rest room. The other three boys looked at each other in confusion, what on earth was wrong with Kurt?

"Look you two go to class and I'll check on him," said Blaine. "See you at lunch." He turned and quickly headed into the room behind Kurt leaving Nick and Jeff looking stunned. The bathroom door closed quietly behind Blaine and he could hear retching coming from one of the stalls. Opening his bag he took out an unopened bottle of water and when the tall door opened he handed it to Kurt along with a wet paper towel to wipe his mouth. With a small smile of thanks Kurt wiped his face and rinsed his mouth with the water.

"Maybe you should go and see the nurse."

"No, I'll be fine. It's just proving to be a bitch of a day," the blue eyed boy replied. "C'mon or we're both going to be late for class." Kurt was out the door before Blaine had a chance to say anything and despite the fact they were both heading in the same direction Kurt was out of sight before Blaine exited the bathroom. The curly haired boy was determined to find out what was going on with his friend but clearly it wasn't going to be an easy task.

….

By lunchtime everything was back to normal, or at least everyone was pretending it was! Kurt had art with Jeff just before lunch and while he would have preferred to avoid the dining hall the blonde Warbler was not going to let him disappear. They had not mentioned what had happened that morning but had worked well together on a landscape painting, enjoying each other's company so any animosity or anger had been laid to rest.

Just as they reached the dining room Kurt felt his phone vibrate with a message and he indicated to Jeff to go ahead while he checked it.

From UNKNOWN: It's amazing how girly the Dalton uniform can look on the wrong person.

Kurt glanced around, looking to see if anyone was watching but as usual he saw no one. With his voice and fashion sense he was often compared to a girl but he had told very few people how uncomfortable it made him feel so this message in many ways hit him harder than the others. Glancing round again he saw Jeff standing waiting on him so he quickly grabbed a bowl of soup, his stomach already churning from the message and went to join him.

They made their way to a table where Nick, Blaine, Wes and David were already sitting and Nick immediately leaned over and pulled Jeff into the seat next to him giving him a quick kiss. This left Kurt sitting between Blaine and David, who was engaged in some whispered conversation with Wes. Kurt sat down and smiled at Blaine, frowning at the strange look Blaine was giving him.

"What?" he asked after several uncomfortable minutes where he had felt Blaine repeatedly watching him.

Leaning over so the rest of the table didn't hear Blaine quietly asked, "Is that all you're having for lunch?"

"Yes, well I'm not that hungry. What does it matter to you anyway?" Kurt could feel his walls building up again.

Pulling back slightly Blaine noticed the change in Kurt's body language, "Hey, I don't want to fight with you, it's just you didn't come to breakfast and you threw up the cereal bar you had earlier. I just don't want to see you passing out."

"Thanks but I'll be fine. I promise to finish the whole bowl of soup." Kurt smiled and they both felt the tension ease.

As the lunch break went on the boys chatted away among themselves and true to his word Kurt finished the soup and even stole a few fries from Blaine's plate. With a few minutes to go before the bells the group were talking about maybe heading into town after school for coffee when Kurt felt his phone vibrate twice with new messages. Part of him screamed to ignore them but another part of his head reasoned that it could be his dad or Finn or Mercedes just as easily as the unknown number.

"Kurt…Kurt….hey are you OK?" he looked up to see five pairs of eyes watching him with looks ranging from worried to amused. He blinked looking at Blaine who gave him a half smile, "you kinda zoned out on us there, you OK?"

Unwilling to look at his phone in front of the group he quickly stood up, lifting his tray to clear it and popping his bag over his shoulder, "I'm fine…I just need to …visit the bathroom before class. Erm, see you all later." With that he quickly crossed the room, deposited his tray in the correct location and found the nearest empty classroom to hide in and check his phone.

Blaine watched Kurt leave the room unable to shake the uneasy feeling that something was going on with his friend. As he turned back to the table he saw Nick's head turned away as if also watching where the slight boy had gone, perhaps he wasn't the only one worried.

So any ideas for texts that 'Unknown' might send Kurt, I'm really too nice to be writing this type of story and I'm running low on insults!