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I came to a stop at the foot of Dalton's grand staircase. Blaine was sitting with his head in his hands. The only sound that could be heard was our combined breathing.
'Blaine?' I asked silently whilst cautiously walking towards him.
He raised his head and slightly smiled once he realized it was me. He began rapidly wiping some of the unshed tears from his eyes. I pointed at the space next to him.
'May I?'
'Yes' He said in a soft broken voice.
I sat down next to him. He looked so upset, so broken. I didn't know what to do. I draped one of my arms over his shoulder and rested the other on his knee. I felt his body begin to stiffen. 'Sorry' I instantly retracted my hand and arm from him and sat them in my lap.
He slowly turned to face me 'I-I-You don't need to be sorry. ' I cautiously returned my arm to his shoulder and my hand to his knee. I felt him slowly start to lean into my side.
'What's wrong?' I whispered.
'It's nothing, Kurt. Don't worry.'
I squeezed his knee slightly. 'Obviously it is something if it's making you feel this way, Blaine.' I let out a sigh. 'I understand if you don't want to tell me I mean –'
He laid his hand on top of mine. 'It's not that I don't want to tell you, Kurt. I just can't tell you…Not yet anyways. I haven't told anyone. I just let it happen, I let them – him' He closed his eyes at the pain of the memory and a tear slid down his cheek and onto my shirt.
I got up and kneeled on the step in front of him. I brushed the hair out of his face and kept my hand on his face.
'They can't hurt you, Blaine. He can't hurt you anymore. You're not alone. You have me, Jeff, David, Wes and Nick who I have still yet to meet'
He began to smile and more tears slid down his cheek 'How do you do that, Kurt?'
'Do what, Blaine?'
'Make me feel incredible, perfect. You make my heart do flips when you touch me, and when you speak you make me think that if I had to only listen to one thing them rest of my life it would be your voice'
I gasped. 'D-do you mean that, Blaine?'
'Of course I do, Kurt. I have only known you one day yet I feel like we belong-'
'You make me feel the same, I just wish you weren't such a-a, for lack of a better word, ass yesterday'
We heard the sounds of students making their way through the lunch room. We slowly drifted apart from one another. I combed my fingers through my hair and stood up slowly. 'I'm sorry' he whispered grabbing one of my hands.
'There is no need to, Blaine. I understand'
'Kurt, you don't even know my-'
'I better get going, I need to go put my uniform on' I gave him a soft smile. 'See you in music, Blaine' I squeezed his hand then let go, walking up the stairs in the process.
'I can't wait'
'Kurt?'
I looked up at Mr. Charles after him introducing my transfer to the other students. 'Yes, Sir?' I smiled at him.
'Do you have your audition pieces ready to perform?'
'I do, Sir'
'Call me Ken. Everybody else does. May I ask what instruments you play?'
'Well, I can play the piano and vocals'
'Very good. Would you like to introduce yourself to us for a bit, and then you can perform your pieces?'
'Sounds great, sir. I mean..Ken' I said standing up from my char, walking to the front of the class and turning to face the other students. 'Do you mind if I sit on this? It would make me feel more comfortable' I asked pointing to his desk and facing him.
'Go ahead' he said taking my seat in the class.
'Merci'
I jumped on the desk, crossed my legs and cleared my throat.
'Well, Hello' I smiled, laughing a bit. 'It feels a bit strange to sit in front of you all and speak because I'm not a teacher or anything. I also don't plan to be one either, no offence Ken'
'None taken, Kurt' He smiled causing a few students to laugh.
'Well, where to start? Uhm, I guess I better start at the beginning. Don't worry, I'll keep my life story to a minimum. I was born in June, the 23rd to be exact, I'm a summer baby so I'm not quite sure why I don't tan. All I do is burn and blister, that's no fun right? So I guess I'm stuck looking like a porcelain doll for now' The class erupted into laughter 'Glad to see my lack of tan is amusing to you all.' I mock glared 'I live in Lima, well I guess Westerville now, huh? My best friend is Mercedes Jones. She is gorgeous, one of the biggest diva's I have ever met and she has the vocals that can put Aretha Franklin to shame. Then there's Rachel. Oh , Rachel.' I rolled my eyes causing more laughter to be generated 'SHE is the biggest diva I have ever met. Her Idol is Barbra, Streisand if you didn't know that, she gives that legend a run for her money as well. Me? I'm a countertenor. I've been told I sing like a girl, which I take as a compliment by the way. I can hit a high F, that was discovered in a 'Diva Off' , basically a singing competition, at my other school against Rachel Berry. We sang Defying Gravity from Wicked, my favorite musical of all time, but I blew the note in the performance.' I shrugged.
'Why'd you do that, Kurt?' Ken asked.
'Blow the note?' I watched as Ken nodded 'Well to put it simply, My Dad was getting calls to his shop, he's a mechanic by the way, saying 'Your son's a fag' and I had only come out to him a few weeks if not days before that. I could care less that somebody wasn't okay with me, what I couldn't take was the fact that my dad had to deal with it too. It wasn't his battle to fight, it was mine. A wise man one told me 'It's your job to be who you are and it's my job to love you'. So I wanted to give my Dad the chance to love me'
'I'm guessing you were bullied at your old school, Kurt?' Ken asked.
''Well, I guess you could say I was but that's to put it simply. The jocks at McKinley have this ritual that they 'slushie' members of the Glee club. We were the scum of McKinley basically. By slushie I mean they threw those ice drinks smothered in dye at our faces. Blue hurts the worst, Purple hurts the least. My clothes of course were ruined by the end of every day. There were swirlies, dumpster dives and then there was being shoved to the ground or into lockers. Being shoved into lockers had to be the worse though, the metal ridges would both give you bruises and cut your skin. I was the only one who was bullied to that extreme though. My mom died when I was young so I couldn't go and cry to her. My Dad is the all American father so I felt I couldn't go to him for help. I looked down upon myself because I wasn't the son he always wanted. I felt like I was constantly letting him down. I never allowed myself the opportunity to cry, I mean I put it on myself didn't I? That's what I was always told and I guess it finally go to me at some point. It took a death threat to get my father to find out and for me to transfer here' I heard collective gasps around the room and saw a few teary eyes. 'There's this guy in Glee Club, his name's Finn. Finn was the lead quarter back, had the perfect blonde head cheerleader girlfriend. She was president of the Celibacy club; she had everything going for her. For him. Then she cheated on him with his best friend and got pregnant. ' I felt myself begin to laugh 'Oh it was terrible. SO much drama. Finn found out and he broke up with Quinn and then he started going out with Rachel. I'll admit that I did have a slight crush on Finn' I saw Blaine's eyes widen 'We became , I guess you could have called us friends, I mean we hung out a bit and talked. Then I came up with the smart Idea to set his mom and my dad up. That worked like a charm, they bonded over acid wash jeans' I cringed and people laughed 'The relationship developed quickly and soon Finn was moving into our house. By then my 'feelings' were gone, totally gone. My dad basically said we had to share a room and I could re-decorate it until they built an extension. So, me being the fashionista I am, I redecorated it with a Moroccan feel. That upset him. He basically had a freak out and told me that he put his underwear on in the shower before he came out so I wouldn't stare at him, he said the couch cover was 'fagoty' and he said t
He lamp was 'fagoty'. That hurt. My dad came downstairs and basically yelled at him and told him to get out of the house, he said something along the lines of 'I may loses your mom but my family comes first, he is my son' Wow, this talk has gone on for longer that I thought. Well, they got married. Finn and all of Glee Club sang 'Just the way you are' to me as an apology and he even danced with me to it. Carol, Finn's mom, and my Dad basically gave up their chance of going on a honeymoon to send me here. So, here I am. I just want to say I didn't say any of that for sympathy or anything, I don't need it. I just told you all that because I believe that honesty and trust builds relationships so, welcome to my life' I turned to Jeff and saw tear streaks on his face 'J, you can stop crying now' I laughed also causing the rest of the class to laugh along with me.
Ken looked at his watch ' Okay we have about an hour left of the lesson, Kurt. How many performances are you doing?'
'Well, I'm doing three performances. I'm singing in all of them then I am playing the piano in two.' I took my iPod out of my pocket and held it in my hand. 'Ken, Do you have any speakers I can use to play this on?'
'Yeah, Just over there' He nodded to the left of the classroom.
'David, can you set it up for me, please?' I smiled at him.
'Of course!' He got up out of his seat and grabbed the iPod from me
'Just put it on the 'Audition' playlist. The first song' I had some time before it was fully set up 'I dedicate this song to my mom. She loved Broadway which may explain why I do to, She basically raised me on this song and it feels somewhat fitting about now. Can I start at any time?'
'Whenever you want, Kurt' Ken leaned back in his chair and smiled at me.
'Well, David are we all set up?'
'I believe so'
'Just hit play'
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed a dream that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
I could feel tears beginning to form in my eyes.
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the Tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
The tears freely began to slide down my cheeks as everybody began to clap and cheer.
And still I dream she'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
Blaine, Jeff, Wes and David all stood, clapped and hollered at me. I wiped the wetness from my face and chuckled at my friends. I let out a huge sigh 'Thank You. I have two more songs for you guys so, I guess you all will have to put up with me for a little bit longer' I laughed 'I have 2 more songs, both top 40 and both by Lady Gaga. That woman is amazing. Maybe if you all are good I'll sing another' I winked at everybody and they all erupted into cheers 'Wow. This is so cool. I get cheered here and boo'd at McKinley. It's a welcome change. Very welcome actually' I walked behind the Piano and nudged the chair far back with my foot. 'I don't really like sitting down when I play the piano, it makes it seem too formal to me. 'Music is all about fun and losing yourself, which I tend to do a lot whenever I play this song. I would tell you all to sing along but it's a bit different from the original so I hope you all enjoy. David or someone can you please turn of my iPod?' Jeff got up at turned it off. 'Thank you' He got back in his seat, enjoy'
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas plays
Hold em' let them hit me
Raise it, baby. Stay with me
Love, the game, intuition
Play the cards with spades to start
And after He's been hooked
I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh
I'll get him hot and show him what I've got
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh
I'll get him hot and show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
He's got to love nobody
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
He's got to love nobody
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
I wanna roll with him
A hard pair we will be
A little gamblin'
Is fun when you're with me
Russian roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby, When it's love
If it ain't rough it isn't fun
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh
I'll get him hot and show him what I've got
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh
I'll get him hot and show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
He's got to love nobody
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
He's got to love nobody
I won't tell you that I love you, kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lyin', I'm just stunning with my love glue gunnin'
Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, I promise this
Check this hand, 'Cause I am marvelous
I'm marvelous, I'm marvelous
I'm marvelous, So marvelous
He's got to love nobody
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
He's got to love nobody
Mr. Ken gave me a standing ovation, as did a majority of the class. I gave a slight bow. 'I see some of you are a bit harder than some to please, this special fourth song may actually have to happen to impress you all. I guess we'll have to see now, huh?'
It's been a long time since I came around
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you
You taste like whiskey when you kiss me, oh
I'd give anything again to be your baby doll
This time I'm not leaving without you
You said sit back down where you belong
In the corner of my bar with your Doc Marten's on
Sit back down on the couch where we
Made love the first time and you said to me
Something, something about this place
Something 'bout lonely nights and my chapstick on your face
Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy
Yeah something about, baby, you and I
It`s been two years since I let you go,
I couldn't listen to a joke or rock `n roll
Muscle cars drove a truck right through my heart
On my birthday you sang me a heart of gold
With a guitar humming and no clothes
This time I'm not leaving without you
Ooh-oh ooh-oh
Sit back down where you belong
In the corner of my bar with your Doc Marten's on
Sit back down on the couch where we
Made love the first time and you said to me
Something, something about this place
Something 'bout lonely nights and my chapstick on your face
Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy
Yeah something about, baby, you and I
You and I
You, you and I
You, you and I
You, you and I, I
You and I
You, you and I
Oh yeah!
I'd rather die
Without you and I
C'mon!
Put your drinks up!
We got a whole lot of money, but we still pay rent
'Cause you can't buy a house in Heaven
There's only three men that Imma serve my whole life
It's my daddy and Nebraska and Jesus Christ
Something, something about the chase
Six whole years
I'm a New York man, born to run you down
So have my chapstick all over your face
Something, something about just knowing when it's right
So put your drinks up for Nebraska
For Nebraska, Nebraska, I love you
You and I
You, you and I
Baby, I rather die!
Without you and I
You and I
You, you and I
Nebraska, I rather die
Without you and I
It's been a long time since I came around
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you.
The whole class stood up the time and cheered. Jeff screamed 'Go Kurt!'
'Good, the fourth song isn't needed' I smiled at then and bowed a few time's.
Mr. Ken walked over me and took one of my hands in his and began shaking it. 'Welcome to Dalton's music class, Mr. Hummel'
'Thank You, sir'
'You may take your seat, Kurt'
I walked over to the chair. Once I had sat down I received multiple pats on the back from Jeff, Wes, David and a handful of other people whom I hadn't met yet. I turned to my right and saw Blaine looking at me. I smiled at him and he winked, causing me to blush and turn back to face Ken.
'Now class, this week's assignment? Crushes.'
How fitting.