(A/N)- Okay, so I'm not sure why, but from adding Chapter 3 to now, I haven't been able to get on the computer. Sorry for not reading and/or replying to a single review. I hate myself for doing that. :(

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Chapter 4: Best Friends

After Kurt had finished his moisturizing routine, he had finished up a few things and gone straight to bed. He was extremely tired.

When he finally fell into the nice embrace of the matress, he found that not even his warm comforter could lull him to sleep, which he desperately needed. He spent quite a while just staring at his alarm clock.

He would occasionally go into a type of trance, staring at those liquid numbers trickling by.

He wasn't quite sure why he couldn't succumb to sleep. Maybe it was just leftover energy from the hectic day that he had not known that he had posessed until now. Maybe he was just nervous. About what, he wasn't quite sure.

Maybe he just was suffering from minor insomnia.

That didn't seem to be the case, for he finally slipped into the comforting darkness of sleep less than ten minutes later.

His last thoughts had been the surprise over the fact that the clock had read 3:28 am.


It was no surprise, though, that when the very same clock began screaming in the morning, he was nearly too tired to even reach for the snooze button.

After about three minutes of the steady beeping, he got annoyed. He had no choice but the throw his hand out blindly and smash it down upon the button that clearly read 'snooze.'

He quickly relaxed pliantly back into the mountain of blankets and stayed there for about ten minutes.

Then, he realized with anger that his clock was designed to blare off even after the button was hit. That occured about three times before his anger got the better of him.

It only took one more round of steady pulses of sound to set him off.

Without hesitation, he jumped from his make-shift cacoon and ripped the cord from the wall.

Yeah, maybe it was a bit of an overreaction, but he had only gotten about four and a half hours of sleep.

Kurt was ever so tempted to return to his bed once more, but he was suddenly thrown into reality when he realized that he had about twenty-five minutes to get ready.

He scrambled to one of the mirrors on the wall, checking his appearance, his brain racking through the creams and powders he'd need for the bags ever present under his eyes.

He growled when he caught the mound of blankets staring at him tantalizingly from the other side of the room. The pale boy shook his head and rushed into the bathroom, hurrying through a shower and a few other processes.

When he finished, he was more awake, and a little bit more willing to face the day that loomed ahead.

He pulled a uniform from the full closet and began to brush through his hair.

Less than five minutes later, he was leaving his dorm room.

It was pretty much a record for him.

Kurt made his way to the cafeteria, hoping to have time for some quick breakfast.

When he arrived, he found the cafeteria to be full. He went through the line and decided to just get an apple and a water. He then turned around and switched the water for a coffee.

Not much, but it would suffice.

When he turned to find a familiar face, he was happy to spot Nick and Jeff, but before he could sit, he realized that they seemed to be in the midst of a very serious conversation.

He really didn't want to interrupt that, but he wondered what they were talking about.

Then, he spotted the only three other people he knew.

He moved to sit with them, and they eagerly welcomed him.

Before anyone spoke, Kurt said what had just been crossing his mind.

"God, I really need to get some more friends. I have a long list with a whopping total of five people that I know!" He laughed with a big smile on his face.

"Oh, come on, Kurt. You know you love having us as best friends!" Wes answered, pronouncing friends like 'fray-unds.'

"Yeah," Kurt sighed, but when Wes looked away, Kurt caught Blaine and David's attention and shook his head 'no.'

It sent them into a fit of laughter, which caused a confused look to find its way onto Wes's face.

"I didn't know I was that funny," Wes concluded.

"Oh, trust me. You're not," David smiled.

Wes glared at him and returned to his cereal.

Kurt took a bite out of his apple, his eyes wandering.

David was eating pancakes and toast, and Blaine had settled on biscuits and gravy.

Kurt was happy to find that they had another thirty minutes before any classes began.

But the thirty minutes flew by with long conversations and multiple unawkward silences between the four.

Before Kurt knew it, he was grabbing his bag and hurrying to his first class; Biology.

The class flew by easily, and though Kurt would never say it to Miss Rein's face, he hadn't been challenged in the least.

And even if he wouldn't say anything, she seemed to have noticed because she pulled him aside like she had yesterday.

"Kurt, I was wondering if you'd be interested in going into Advanced Biology." She moved to lean on her desk in front of Kurt, crossing her arms loosely over her chest. "You just really seem bored during my class."

"Oh! No thank you," Kurt replied just a tad bit too quickly. He was fine with easy homework in this class. He didn't need to add an extremely difficult class into the mix of things he had to juggle.

"Kurt, I know that the idea of taking a Senior class in your Junior year is slightly intimidating, but I would strongly suggest you take it. I don't want you to just have to sit through this class. And just think: If you finish the class this year, you have a free period next school year."

"I don't know, Miss Rein. Could I just wait until I settle into Dalton a little more? Things are oddly hectic right now."

"It'd be better to join the class as soon as possible. There are a few other Juniors in the class, too, so you won't be alone. There's Blaine Anderson, Trent Nixon, and Austin Swogger."

Suddenly, for no apparent reason, Kurt could see how joining Advanced Biology would be a good idea. It would actually be a challenge.

No matter how much his mind screamed 'no', Kurt found himself nodding. "Fine."

Miss Rein smiled brightly. "Okay, I'll speak to Mr. Ritchie about you transferring to his class! I assure you, his class will be a great obstacle to accomplish, he is a tough teacher."

As Kurt left her classroom, he silently wondered what he had gotten himself into.


Kurt hurried into Powers Education. Unfortunately, Mr. Brown was already yelling at a boy in front of the rest of the students. The boy was quickly shrinking away from Mr. Brown.

Suddenly, Mr. Brown noticed Kurt.

"Look who decided to finally show up!" He bellowed, his attention away from the other boy, who quickly scrambled back to his seat.

"Sorry, Miss Rein was talking to me," Kurt apologized coldly.

"Likely excuse," Mr. Brown ground out. Kurt rolled his eyes and moved to sit in his seat.

The class was very interesting, though, once Mr. Brown returned to his power evaluations.

Kurt was sitting next to Jeff again, who gladly answered his questions.

"So, why's there four of that dude?" Kurt looked at the boy- er, boys, on the miniature stage.

Jeff leaned over and whispered, "He's a Duplicater. He makes multiples of himself."

Kurt nodded in slight understanding.

Later, he just had to ask how it was possible when the boy onstage took one look at Kurt and shifted into the petite countertenor. Kurt had looked at the boy- well, himself with awe.

"He's a Copier," Jeff answered. Kurt broke into giggles.

"God, all these power names are extremely cheesy! Duplicaters, Screamers, and Copiers! Seriously?"

Jeff agreed with a smile. "Maybe they're just going for a Marvel appearance or something?"

Kurt nodded and giggled some more.

Throughout the rest of the class, Kurt watched the rest of the class go through Mr. Brown's evaluation. He learned the names of some other powers, like Seers and Readers.

When the students began standing to leave, Mr. Brown called out over them. "Dodgeball tomorrow! Wear shorts, t-shirts, and sneakers."

Kurt raised an eyebrow at Jeff when they got outside.

Before Jeff could say anything, Nick walked up and joined them.

"Don't worry, Kurt," Nick began, which confused Kurt.

"Huh?"

"It's not normal dodgeball. Mr. Brown lets you use your powers," Nick finished.

"How'd you know that I was going to ask that?"

"I'm a Reader, duh! I can read your mind." Nick laughed. "Oh, and Jeff, Kurt thinks you'd look better if you got your pants a size too small."

Nick couldn't help but laugh at the odd expressions that both Jeff and Kurt were wearing.

"I just think that you have nicely shaped legs and a good butt that wouldn't hurt if you showed off a little more. Some guys around here would enjoy that!" Kurt explained awkwardly, looking pointedly at Nick, who caught the look.

"Are you saying that I would enjoy that?" Nick asked, completely flabbergasted. "Jeff is gay, but I'm not!"

At this, Kurt saw Jeff roll his eyes and shake his head in slight disbelief. Had their serious talk earlier been about Nick's sexuality or something?

"Okay! Fine," Kurt areed, trying to calm him down. "Back to the earlier subject, I actually thought you were a Seer."

"Nope! I'm a Reader."

"Oh. So now I know to watch what I think around you!" Kurt laughed and listened as Nick joined him.

"Well, I gotta get to French class. Bye!" Kurt waved to Jeff and Nick.

French, like Biology, passed quickly. Most of it was Kurt and Miss Richard having conversations in complete French, leaving some of the other students, namely Blaine, dumbfounded.

Throughout the rest of the day, Kurt became more and more nervous. Later, he'd be finding out if he made it into the Warblers or not, and he just couldn't wait!


Kurt changed his mind. He could wait. He never wanted to have to go into the Warbler's practice room and get denied of a place in the Warblers.

He didn't want to, be he kind of had to.

Kurt tugged on the strap of his messenger bag and stared at the wooden doors. Hadn't he just been here yesterday?

The pale boy had the sudden urge to just back away slowly and never come back.

Despite what he wanted to do, a sudden spout of courage caused him to push through the doors into the practice room.

"Hello, Kurt!" Wes welcomed as everyone sat down, queiting down immediately.

The many sets of eyes on him was unsettling.

"H-hello," Kurt suddenly missed the courage he had felt earlier.

"So, we have discussed the subject of your joining. Our decision was-" David began, pausing for a certain effect, and it was killing Kurt.

He looked around at a few faces. Blaine looked sort of guilty. Wait, guilty? Why would he look like that? Kurt didn't take it as a positive sign.

Jeff was staring at his shoes, and Nick was sitting next to him biting the inside of his cheek as if to keep silent.

The rest of the Warblers were doing similar things. A few just had what seemed lie poker faces on.

Kurt looked back to David, who still hadn't said anything more. He looked to be shuffling through slips of paper.

What?

They were voting ballots!

So none of them really even knew yet if Kurt would be joining or not.

Suddenly, David looked up to Kurt, then to the two boys next to him; Wes and Thad.

Wes took a paper from David and bit his lips, keeping a straight face.

"With a final number of sixteen to zero-" Wes paused and smiled. "Welcome to the Warblers, Kurt!"

Everyone voted for him to join? Kurt grinned widely as most of the Warblers began smiling and clapping.

Blaine, Jeff, Nick, and a couple of Warblers he didn't know came over to him.

"Congrats, dude!" Jeff clapped him on the back. He was still smiling too much to answer.

"I knew you could do it!" Blaine smiled, bumping shoulders gently with him.

Finally, Kurt felt as if he could talk. "What? You never said anything to me!" He laughed.

A lot of the others congratulated him and complimented on his voice.

He became kind-of friends with some of the others; Trent, Thad, and Flint.

"Finally! We have a countertenor!" Wes cried out with a huge smile.

After everything calmed down, they only had about ten more minutes of practice.

They talked about an upcoming school show.

"Uh, what about interschool contests? That's what my old glee club- New Directions- did," Kurt asked, watching a few faces fall.

"We used to do those a few years ago, but then our own school pulled us out of them under the suspiscion that we were cheating by using powers. Of course, we weren't, but they didn't believe us. They thought we were cheating, yet we hadn't even placed in that competition. I just don't really understand," Wes frowned.

Kurt nodded, but he felt the need to change that. They should be trusted more than that! And they deserved the chance to go other places and have fun.

Kurt knew that whenever he had the chance, he try to convince the Dean, though the chances of him succeeded were very slim.

He was broken out of his thoughts when Wes hit his gavel on it's sound block, signalling the practice over.

"Hey, Kurt!" Blaine walked up to Kurt, who was still lounging on one of the antique couches.

"Hey, Blaine," Kurt smiled up at him brightly.

"Do you want to hang out today? School's over and I don't have too much homework. What about you?"

Kurt suddenly felt overly happy and excited. "I don't have much homework, either! Sure, we can hang out!" Kurt got to his feet bouncily.

"Okay, great! I'll tell Wes and David." Blaine missed how Kurt's face fell slightly. "Seeya later, Kurt!"

"Oh, okay. Seeya."

Kurt watched Blaine talking to Wes and David as he left. Blaine flashed him a smile before Kurt was out of the room, which he returned.

Now, no matter how hard he tried or how much he thought it was stupid, Kurt couldn't deny his fast growing crush on the curly-haired boy, and now he had to go to his dorm to find an impressing outfit for when they hung out. Even if Wes and David would be there, too.


Kurt actually didn't have time to put much thought into it. Once he got to his dorm room, he got a call from Blaine, who told him to go to his dorm in ten minutes. Wes and David were already there.

When Kurt hung up, he hurriedly moved to his stuffed closet. He grabbed a pair of his black, extra-skinny jeans and just picked out a shirt that matched.

He decided not to add a single accessory. That was a first.

It was exactly ten minutes later when Kurt arrived at Blaine's dorm room.

He knocked on the door and smiled at David when he answered it. When he stepped into the room, he could hear the sounds of a video game coming from the large TV.

He was proven correct when he saw Blaine lying on his stomach on the floor, his hands flying over a controller. Wes was sitting on the bed, also playing.

Kurt looked at the screen, seeing the unmistakable game of Halo: Reach.

"Hey, guys!" Kurt smiled, moving towards Blaine, who was now in jeans and a worn-in Harry Potter t-shirt.

"Hey, Kurt," Blaine smiled, taking a second to look and smile at Kurt, earning him a death. "Oh, you are so going to pay for that, Wesley!"

Kurt giggled and fell to the ground, pulling his legs up to his chest and watching the screen.

After about ten minutes, he got up the nerve to ask. "May I try?"

All three of the other boys gave him a surprised look. Blaine sat up and nooded unsurely.

"Uh, sure, Kurt. We'll get off of Live, then."

"No, it's fine."

"Well, o-okay," Blaine sighed, handing Kurt his controller.

Within five minutes, the others were gaping and Kurt was biting his lip, concentrating on the TV screen. He delivered a swift headshot to a guy through XBox Live. The guy audibly began cussing Kurt out, but Kurt just scoffed at him, finding him again and assassinating him.

"Eat that," he smiled.

"K-Kurt, how did you learn to play Halo?"

"Whenever my best girl friends couldn't hang out, I was stuck at home with Finn and his friend Noah. Though, I'm not quite sure how they're friends, considering Finn's girlfriend cheated on him with Noah, who proceeded to get her pregnant. I don't really understand that, either, because everyone blamed Noah for her getting pregnant, but it was her fault, too! She's the one that decided to sleep with him, yet all the blame was put on him."

They listened to Kurt ramble on with raised eyebrows.

Boys can only take so much Halo, though. After a while, they all sat down and watched movies.

They're not quite sure how, but eventually they had settled on Mulan.

Kurt and Blaine were lying on the ground while Wes was still on the bed, and David was sitting upside down in an old-looking arm chair.

When 'Reflection' began playing, Kurt find himself singing softly. Apparently, not softly enough not to be heard.

"No wonder you got into the Warblers," Blaine smiled when Wes and David agreed.

"Oh, uh, thanks," Kurt replied, blushing immediately.

"Kurt, you're blushing!" Blaine laughed.

"Shut up," Kurt stuck his tongue out playfully.

"Maybe I should call you Cheeky or Rosy from now on?" Blaine mused out loud.

"Yeah? And maybe I could just call you Dorito Eyebrows!" Maybe not his best comeback, but it made the others laugh.

"Fine, I call truce!" Blaine held his hand out, and Kurt shook it.

Just a few minutes later, Kurt heared Wes groan.

"Here it comes," David complained as 'I'll Make A Man Out Of You' began playing on the movie.

Suddenly, without warning, Blaine burst into song.

Now Kurt knew what they had complained about. Blaine was acting really goofy, but that didn't mean he didn't sound purely amazing.

"No wonder you're the lead soloist!" Kurt smiled.

Blaine just shrugged, continuing to belt out the notes.

It ended with a small, joking applause and a large fit of laughter.

After that movie, they switched it to The Little Mermaid.

"My favorite!" Kurt sighed.

"Same here!" Blaine agreed. "All the other guys laugh at me for saying it's my favorite, but I don't care."

Kurt laughed and laid back onto the floor next to Blaine. During the moie, he attempted to scoot closer to Blaine, but the other would notice their closeness and indiscreetly move away.

Did that mean something?

Kut shrugged it off and moved a centimeter closer, pretending to straighten his shirt.

Blaine just cast a weird look at Kurt before sitting up and watching the TV screen.

Kurt frowned, but stayed in his spot. Blaine was gay, right?

"Another thing they call me weird for is when I call Prince Eric hot," Blaine laughed.

Yep, definantly gay.

Kurt decided to just forget it and focus on the movie. He hummed along with all of the songs. It was actually really fun just hanging out with other guys. He could get used to video games and movie nights.

Maybe Dalton wouldn't be as bad as he thought.


There wasn't much special about the next morning. Waking up, eating breakfast, and Biology.

When Biology finished, Miss Rein told him in passing that he would be in Adanced Biology as of tomorrow.

He gave a fake cheer of excitement that made her smile.

On the way to his next class, Kurt began digging through his bag for his shorts and T-shirt.

Today was Power-Dodgeball Day in Power Education.

Yeah, 'cause nothing could go wrong there!

He scrambled into a bathroom and locked the stall door, changing awkwardly and quickly. He'd just rather not deal with locker rooms.

When he got to the actual gymnasium, Mr. Brown seemed interested in picking on some other boy.

Finally, Mr. Brown turned to the large group. "Dodgeball time!" He bagan splitting them into two groups. Kurt, unfortunately, wasn't on Jeff's team. The only guy he knew in this class.

"Okay, you all know the normal rules of Dodgeball. Now, to announce the rules that I apparently have to make clear every year. No ruining school or student property, and by student property, I mean no injuries or I'll make you all run five miles. By ruining, I mean no elemental usage such as fire, water, earth, and air control, unless you can do so without destroying things."

Mr. Brown walked up to the bleachers and sat down, whistle in his mouth.

"On the count of three! One, two, three-"

Kurt swallowed loudly, looking at the other team.

Well, this is gonna be fun.


(A/N)- Terrible ending, but it's two in the morning, and I have to get up early tomorrow. :D Reiew? Please?