Here's chapter three! Thank you all so much for your kind words! - Evan

I WON CURT MEGA'S STORY MATTERS GIVEAWAY AND IM SO HAPPY! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, I NEVER WIN ANYTHING!

Chapter 3,

For Adele, Anne, and Lena

The bell rang at 12:50 signaling that Blaine's class was over. The Filipino boy nervously put his stationary in his satchel and slung the bag over his shoulder, before proceeding to the front of the desk. He had no idea how he was supposed to explain the messages to his teacher, he didn't know if the truth even made sense. Blaine pursed his lips as the older man approached the front of the classroom.

"Take a seat Anderson," Mr. Dubark said as he grabbed a chair from a nearby desk and set it next to Blaine.

"Yes sir, thank you," Blaine said. He cleared his throat and sat down on the chair, he placed his bag on his lap and held his hands together anxiously.

"So tell me," Mr. Dubark said as he sat behind his desk, "spank?"

Blaine felt his cheeks heat up, his throat felt sore and he was pretty sure this was the most awkward conversation of his life, "I-" he stuttered. He couldn't believe he has put himself in this situation.

The teacher saw how Blaine's face turned to a crimson colour and sat back in his chair so he didn't seem so intimidating, "Blaine, I just want to make sure you're not sexy texting in my lesson..."

Blaine almost choked, "sexy text- no. You mean sexting?" he fumbled over his words, "no... we were discussing an emoji!"

Mr. Dubark laughed, "an emoji? I'm intrigued..."

"I-" Blaine laughed too and pursed his lips before continuing, "you see there's this emoji on the iPhone and well, I think it looks like a wave..." Blaine paused as he fished his phone out of his pants.

"And your friend thinks it's a spank?" Mr. Dubark asked. Blaine chuckled when he noticed the amused look on his lecturers face. He got the emoji up on the screen and leaned forward to show the older man. Mr. Dubark took his glasses off his collar and then swiftly put them on, (with ease after years of experience), and then looked at Blaine's phone before laughing.

"That," Mr. Dubark said, "is a slap!"

Blaine retracted his phone and shook his head in disbelief.


"So are you coming or not?"

"I don't know Rachel," Kurt said into his phone as he walked out of the bathroom with a towel hanging loosely on his hips, "I don't know if I put up with you that long."

Rachel Berry and Kurt Hummel were best friends, they had been since they were part of the same community theatre group in high school. It all started with them being the main characters in a Romeo and Juliet production at age eight. During the rehearsals and one night on the community stage the two had grown very close, they would go round each other's houses to run lines and go to the library together, they even robbed their first candy store together. At a young age, the two were inseparable.

As they got a little older they started going to the same schools and when they were in high school they continued to perform in the school plays as the leading characters. However, a lot of people were jealous of their talent. The two of them started to get bullied and the term 'drama queens' was thrown around a lot because of their spotlight potential. For Rachel that ended when she got her first boyfriend Finn. Finn was the quarterback on the football team and very popular; so inevitably Rachels days of being bullied were over. Unfortunately, this meant Kurt was bullied even more. While Finn and Rachel did their best to prevent the bullying, Kurt got bullied non-stop. Suddenly his mental health was more of a game to the neanderthals at the school and their words escalated to beatings and dumpster tossings. Kurt remembered the confused feeling he got when they started to call him 'queer', he hadn't really thought about his sexuality. It took a while for Kurt to realise his non-attraction to girls was because he was gay, he kept waiting for that 'time' that he would feel the urge to kiss a girl or have sex with a girl but it never came. In present day Kurt would laugh with Rachel about the irony of the situation, the jocks knew he was gay before he did.

After high school, the two of them went to New York to fulfill their dreams of being broadway stars, the whole atmosphere was much different to high school. They were no longer picked on and Kurt was the happiest he had ever been in his life. The 'New York life' was what Kurt and Rachel deserved. For the first few months, the two of them shared an open plan flat, but Kurt slowly got fed up of Rachels monotonous morning routines and decided to get a small apartment of his own.

On the last week of Kurt's first year at AMTA Kurt was approached by two producers who had seen him at one of the AMTA galas the week previously and asked him if he wanted a role in a new broadway show called 'It's Not That Bad Becky.' Kurt was thrilled! His dreams of becoming a broadway star were coming true! Nevertheless, after a serious conversation with his father, (Burt Hummel), Kurt decided that it would be best if he declined the role as he wanted to finish all three years of AMTA.

However, the producers didn't stop there. No. They were willing to wait for the talents of Kurt Hummel. So they made a deal. Kurt's three-year program at AMTA would be extended to four years, and Kurt would do shows in his third year. Kurt was so happy, he was going to become a lead on broadway. He was ecstatic! Obviously, the news only made Kurt more popular the AMTA, very popular, he was even featured in some local newspapers and blogs. However, the long wait meant the hype did die down; and while he would go and rehearse scenes with other potential actors and practice the lyrics of the songs in the show, life was pretty normal. Normal meaning, a college student with a future ahead of them. Unfortunately, being a normal college student meant he was required to live a normal college students life, and part of that life was socialising. Which was the whole reason for Rachels phone call.

Rachel continued babbling in Kurt's ear, "Kurt you're so rude! Now come on! It's just one night!"

Kurt yawned as he sat back on his bed, he was so tired he didn't even care his hair was still dripping wet.

Kurt loved Rachel, but sometimes she was just a bit much. Recently all she kept going on about was her new boyfriend and it annoyed him. Sure the guy was nice enough. Kurt even had the privilege of licking his abs in a drunk state, but Kurt couldn't stand hearing about her love filled life when recently, he had nothing.

"Fine but this better be good," Kurt said as he set down his phone. He was really glad his lecture had been cancelled today because as much as he enjoyed going to AMTA, he really was tired.

"It'll be great!" Rachel said before continuing to talk on loud speaker. Kurt continued to get dressed and Rachel's voice became background noise in his apartment as he got ready for his day. He caught his reflection in the mirror and chuckled slightly as he ran his hand over his abdominal muscle. He didn't know if admiring yourself in the mirror was good or not, but he did it anyway. He worked hard for his body, he should be able to admire his 'handiwork' right? Kurt quickly threw on a hoodie and some sweats before gelling his hair into a quiff and making his way into the kitchen. He figured he would definitely have enough time to make a bowl of coco pops before Rachel realised nobody was talking to him. Kurt stretched his arms as he walked through his apartment and yawned loudly. Today he would lazily do some of his assignment work before going out with Rachel later, that didn't sound like a bad plan at all! Apart from the fact the assignment work part probably wouldn't be very much at all.


As Blaine walked down the flight of stairs that led to the music department, he typed a message to Kurt. Blaine decided to update the man on the conversation he just had with his teacher, although he didn't understand what compelled him to keep talking to the stranger. Kurt could be anyone!

Blaine 13:07pm

Explaining 'SPANK' multiple times on my phone screen to my lecturer is never fun!

"Hi, Blaine!" The clerk behind the 'Help Desk' said with a grin, "please tell me you're willing to deliver some paperwork for me again!" Utaka smiled as she stood up from her chair.

Utaka was a dark-haired, middle-aged, woman, with a small stature and bright brown eyes. While she was a very efficient worker, the older she got, the less inclined she was to go delivering paperwork around New York.

Blaine never minded helping out the elderly receptionist.

"Of course Utaka," Blaine smiled as he put his phone in the front pocket of his satchel, "where to?"

Utaka sighed, "there's another performing arts school near th-"

"The Amercian Musical Theatre Academy?" Blaine said.

"Yes," Utaka raised her eyebrows as she handed the youngster a stack of paper (bounded together with elastic bands), "so you know it?"

Blaine smirked, he knew the clerk hated being interrupted, "am I allowed to speak or are you not-"

"Blaine!" Utaka tried to say in a serious tone, "go annoy someone else"

Blaine chuckled, "yes ma'am!"

Utaka shook her head as she watched the young man practically bounce with each step he took. She had a soft spot for the lad. Blaine was one of the few students who asked her how she was and took the time to speak to members of the faculty. Utaka knew she was just one of the many receptionists working at New York University, but students like Blaine made her day.


Blaine 1hr ago

Explaining 'SPANK' multiple times on my phone screen to my lecturer is never fun!

Kurt laughed as he read his text message from Blaine.

Kurt 14:10pm

Ha!

Kurt 14:11pm

What did you say?

Kurt yawned and closed his laptop, he had only managed to write a few lines to his report before becoming bored. He was passionate about performing but he really didn't understand why being a performer included so much theory. Kurt was just glad that only 20% of his course included theory work.

Kurt decided it was time for a coffee break, even if it was the third one he had taken in the past hour. He made his way into the kitchen and filled up the kettle before setting it to boil. He heard his phone chime in the bedroom and smiled hoping it was Blaine. He was curious as to how the conversation between Blaine and his lecturer went.

Once the kettle had boiled, he put a spoonful of coffee into a coffee cup and then filled the cup with water. Coffee was a drink Kurt lived by, especially the decaffeinated amaretto coffee from the New York Gourmet Coffee shop. Kurt got so addicted to that particular cup of coffee that he ended up ordering coffee from their website, just so that he didn't have to leave the house every time he wanted the perfect 'cuppa'.

Kurt walked back into his bedroom and set his drink down on the bedside table before grabbing his phone. He noticed that the text wasn't from Blaine, but from Rachel.

Rachel 14:16pm

KURT A GUY I WAS TALKING TO FAINTED


Hope you enjoyed the chapter! More to come soon! - Evan