He allowed his mind to turn towards the rest of his fellow glee clubbers. Those with whom he had either lost contact with or had only passing contact with. Though there were two people on the list of irregular contact with whom his conversations were far more interesting than he had ever imagined they would be, but he would save those musings for after. Thinking of his friends was kind of bittersweet. He wished they could spend more time together but they had their own lives and he was glad they were all happy. Yet, still there were days when he wished to be back in the choir room with them all, listening to Mr. Schuster prattle on about whatever assignment he'd chosen for that week.
It made him miss Mercedes. She had once been his very best friend. He still loved her, he would always love Mercy but she was on the complete opposite coast and she was busier than Kurt was so their relationship was different now. He couldn't help but mourn the passing of it. He missed their long talks, her sass and their epic shopping sprees. But he couldn't be too upset, Mercy was living out her dreams.
She was busting through the music scene out in LA while taking classes at Berkeley. They talked as much as they could, and texted as frequently as they were able, but it wasn't the same. Thankfully both of them were too busy to really miss it properly. She had gotten back together with Sam and they were happy. He played at the beach and did modeling as well as being a lifeguard and taking a few classes here and there. Eventually he would be a teacher. He loved kids and wanted to teach the love of music to them. It was nice.
Kurt knew that Mercedes was currently working on building enough of a base to record her first album. She was putting in all the hours in the studio rehearsing and doing all the work of performing in clubs. Her music was gaining in popularity and it was only a matter of time before the rest of the world learned just how fabulous Mercedes Jones really was. Kurt couldn't wait and he would be there to get a copy of her first cd the moment it went on sale and had told her as much.
Kurt hadn't been surprised that Sam wanted to teach. He liked helping people and he'd seen the boy interacting with his siblings and he'd known that some day Sam would make a great father. Those same qualities and his love of music and playing guitar could easily be translated into teaching music. Kurt idly wondered what Mr. Schuster would think of that - especially since Sam had mentioned that wherever he ended up would have a glee club if he had anything to say about it.
Kurt and Sam had never been truly close, but Kurt was confident that he could call Sam his friend and that Sam considered him the same. Once upon a time, Kurt had hoped the trouty mouthed boy was of the right persuasion to flirt Kurt's way, but that just wasn't meant to be. What could he say, large lips aside, there was something very attractive about Sam Evans and it wasn't just his physical appearance. The guy was practically a saint in his heart - well a Geek and a saint, but still. Kurt knew that if he needed to get a hold of Mercedes and was having enough trouble that he was getting worried, he could still text Sam and Sam would fill him in on what was going on. It was nice as were the occasional random texts of geek quotes from Sam. Even better, Kurt was actually figuring out where most of them came from.
Another model in their circle of friends was one Santana Lopez. She was a much more well known model than Sam Evans. She'd been discovered, practically by accident and she was still going to school whenever she could but the spirited Latina was now a name on the runways. He was proud of her, even if they didn't talk that much. He did get the occasional email from her. Sadly, Santana and Brittany were no longer together. They were still close friends but time and distance and other things had pulled them apart. It was odd to see how much their relationship had mirrored his and Blaine's.
Kurt couldn't help but wonder if Santana might ever model for him once he got out there and became a real designer. And yes, there was one person who might argue that he already was, but that was neither here nor there at the moment. He made things mostly for class though a small handful of his friends had either been given gifts made by him or had conned him into making things for them. He could design equally well for men and women both thanks to designing for himself and the girls of the New Directions.
After hearing that Santana had gotten into modeling, Kurt had begun to keep a very small sketchbook of designs he thought would look stunning on the fierce latina. He remembered how she was built from being on the squad with her in Cheerios... and from the campaigns she was now in, he could see that not much had changed. She was still curvy but perhaps a little more toned and a little more filled out but in the good way not the bad way. There had always been an odd bond between the two of them, which had only been solidified when she'd come out... For all her snark and bitchiness, Santana was a devoted and loyal person to those whom she called friend. Perhaps Kurt should message her and confess to the sketches... at least at some point.
Quinn was going to Yale and had determined to go in to psychology. He wasn't sure of her motivations but he figured the roller coaster ride high school had been for her probably had something to do with it. She had dinner or lunch with Rachel twice a week - she'd come into New York one day and Rachel would take the metro out to Quinn another. It was interesting to find the former Queen B and former loser to be such good friends now.
Kurt occasionally joined the girls on their dinner outings when his schedule allowed him. He might have hated Quinn on more than one occasion, but when it came down to it, she was just as much one of his girls as the rest of them. No matter how the other guys of glee had dated, broken up with and generally annoyed the women of glee, there was never a doubt that they were Kurt's and Kurt belonged to the girls of glee. Even when he'd been dating Blaine... The girls had just kind of allowed Blaine to join in. The girls needed their gays and the gay boys needed the girls. It didn't matter that Blaine could easily pass as straight and was more welcome to hang out with the boys. He could just as easily hang out with the girls with Kurt.
Sometimes Kurt really missed all that. He however did not miss pregnant psycho Quinn, or pink haired Skank Quinn. Despite the tragedy of the accident that had put her in a wheel chair, Kurt couldn't help but think that part of that had helped Quinn get off her Queen B high horse and back down to earth where she belonged. Once she'd gotten over herself, she was much more fun to be around. Sure, he liked trading witticisms with her but he much preferred being her friend than her frienemy.
He paused in his thoughts to log into his email and he noticed he had a message from Artie. They had once been closer but time and distance had taken some of that away. They were still friends and they sent random emails to each other but the contact wasn't as frequent as it was with some people. Besides, Artie was heinously busy at MIT - he was majoring in engineering and computer science. Kurt had a feeling that despite the fact that Artie had always like things of that nature, that a desire to find a way to either gain back his own mobility or at least simulate it better had spurred him on. He would never ask and even if he did he doubted Artie would own up to it, but it would make sense.
Kurt couldn't follow much of the tech jargon or geek speak but he understood how happy his friend was. Artie really did love the detail oriented nature of engineering and computers. He felt challenged and Kurt knew all too well how good it felt to have something you loved that challenged you. The New Directions had moved on up in the world in a way. They had survived high school hell and they were all finally coming in to their own. It was a good feeling and Kurt was sure he wasn't the only one who felt that way.
He noticed another email that he should read, but first he needed to break for food. He made his way into his small kitchen and looked through what he had on hand, deciding to make a grilled chicken salad with balsamic vinaigrette. While he worked on cooking, he let his mind drift to the rest of the New Directions that he either had limited contact with or hadn't really known all that well even though they had been part of the group.
Rory had gone back to Ireland but thanks to Rory's fascination with Finn so long ago, Kurt had been able to get to know the interesting boy and they now either emailed or wrote good old fashioned letters to one another. Rory was going to Edinburgh for Design - he'd always been sketching random things and that love of art had led him to Graphic Design. Oddly Rory was a bit of a whiz with computers and now, he had the proper outlet for it. Sometimes they would Skype and talk about projects they were working on. As a student of fashion design, Kurt was well aware of the amount of time and dedication such pursuits required.
Lauren though she'd never returned to glee after her brief stint was now a Professional Wrestler which he thought suited her personality. It was acting and it was violent but it was controlled chaos and more power to her. He didn't know what Sugar Motta was up to, but considering how rich her father was, it didn't really matter. Asperger's aside, she hadn't been that bad - even if he did believe that her more socially acceptable form of autism was just an act.
He then thought about encouraging Unique and helping her come into her own. He thought about the Warblers. He might not have been there long but he'd made some friends that he still kept in contact with. Mostly Jeff and Nick but he still got random messages from Trent, Wes and David as well. He'd gone from feeling entirely alone to having a network of friends that he was still marveling over at times.
He and Dave Karofsky had kept in contact as well. Dave was now in college to become a Sports Agent and he had just celebrated his one year anniversary with his boyfriend Alec. Kurt was so happy that Dave had finally accepted himself and had proudly come out. He was happy that Dave had found someone to love him. He deserved it. Kurt had dabbled in dating since Blaine but he was far too busy at the moment to properly dedicate himself to a real relationship. It was okay though, he felt he needed the time to discover himself.
That only left two people to ponder over and they were two people with whom his friendship had evolved in ways he hadn't foreseen.