Kurt eventually stopped about two hours after leaving McKinley; he looked up to see huge black gates and the sign above it: Dalton Academy. From the outside, he could see a whole group of boys in blue blazers chasing after each other; there were two of them, one brunette, the other blonde, making out under a tree; three boys, one holding a gavel, were holding court.
"Hey, are you lost?" someone asked. Kurt jumped, startled, and saw a boy with slicked back black hair and shining hazel eyes.
"Oh, um, I was just driving by, sorry," Kurt apologized quickly, but the boy put a hand on Kurt's shoulder and smiled.
"Don't worry about it. You wanna grab a coffee?" the boy asked.
"Sure." Kurt nodded.
"By the way, I'm Blaine," the boy introduced himself as he stirred his coffee in what seemed to be Dalton's own coffee shop.
"Kurt, Kurt Hummel," Kurt said shyly. "This is gonna sound stupid, but is Dalton a gay school like that one in New York?" Blaine started laughing, but caught himself.
"No, it's an all-boys boarding school with a zero-tolerance bullying policy, so these guys can be whoever they want to be. Those two you saw making out under the tree, that's Nick and Jeff. When they're not making out, they're usually causing trouble, and besides I'm straight," Blaine explained. Kurt was shocked; a school with no bullying? It must be a dream.
"Are you being bullied?" Blaine asked quietly. Kurt hesitated to tell some boy he didn't know his troubles, but he simply nodded and continued.
"There's this…this guy, his name is Sebastian, it seems like he gets his kicks from picking on me," Kurt said, tears coming to his eyes again. "He was acting all friendly during lunch, and he just tricked me."
"I transferred here after being bullied, but I didn't stand up to them. I ran. If I could go back and change it, I would. You need courage, Kurt. Courage helps you get to that point," Blaine said, putting a hand on Kurt's.
"No one cares about me. My dad's a drunk, my mom died three months ago, my so-called friends think I'm nothing more than the gay kid," Kurt whispered.
"I don't know you all that well, but I think you're a lot more than that," Blaine whispered, making Kurt blush. "Would you like some help standing up to this guy? I'll be there for you." Kurt looked up at Blaine, who was giving him a small smile. Kurt nodded.