Author's Note: Um, wow! Where do I start? I want to say thank you for the favorites, the comments, the kuddos, and all that jazz. You guys are awesome. I'm sorry I'm slow to publish. It was one of my kiddo's birthdays. I wrote but I wasn't able to finish until now. Hopefully, this is worth the wait.

Timeline: This is on the same night as the last chapter but from Kurt's perspective.

Kurt's messages are in Italics and Blaine's are in bold.

"So do you think he's asleep?" Brody whispered on the other side of the privacy partition.

"Not a chance, Casanova," Kurt quipped. "Not with the racket from you two. Rach, what would Carmen Tibbideaux say about your breathing technique?"

"Oh God," Rachel shrieked. "I told you I couldn't be quiet!"

"Yep, I heard that too!" Kurt chuckled. "Now, would you two give it a rest. I'm trying to write."

"For work or for pleasure?" Rachel teased through the curtain.

"Please, Rachel. Like I can accomplish any writing with you two over there. But if you must know, I have some school work to finish."

"I think that's code for, Rach, why don't you and I go out for a late night snack and then go to my place," Brody suggested.

"Why, Rach, you didn't tell me that your handsome dancer boyfriend was also a mind reader. That's exactly what I was thinking," Kurt laughed.

"Fine, let me get some things together, ok," Rachel sighed. "But if you're just trying to get me out of here so you can write more of that juicy story that you won't let me read, I'll get Santana to snoop around until she finds it."

"I'm not writing the story right now, Rach. And if I ever find Santana near my laptop, I will put Icy Hot in both of your skin care products, just so that we're clear," Kurt replied.

"Fine," Rachel pouted, pulling back the curtain. "But you have to let me read something you write sometime, ok."

"I promise when I get my first story published, you'll be the first one to know," Kurt said with a gentle smile. Deal?"

"Deal," she agreed, shaking his hand. "See you tomorrow."

"Bye, Rach. Bye Brody," Kurt called, sighing loudly when he heard them close the loft door behind them. He immediately pulled up his Fanfiction site and clicked on the private message tab. He noticed the message earlier but he didn't want to risk reading it when Rachel was in the house.

Hi Kurt,

A grin spread across his face as he read the friendly greeting. Kurt's stomach had been in knots since he sent the last message just a few hours ago, but now he was grateful that he had signed his name.

He chuckled as his friend commented about taping his brother to the wall and continued to read the quirky message.

Yeah, your roommate does sound like my brother in some respects. She actually sounds familiar though I don't know why. You mentioned that she's in school. I take it that if she's auditioning for Fanny Bryce that she's a theater student.

Kurt froze. With all his talk about Broadway, he had made it quite obvious that he was close to New York City. He began to worry that maybe he had revealed a little too much too soon. He read it again, and shrugged, thinking that just because Funny Girl was being revived in New York, he never really actually said anything about Rachel auditioning on Broadway. For all his new friend knew, they could be putting on the show anywhere in the U. S. He'd just have to be more careful from now on. Even though he thought this person seemed nice enough, he just didn't feel comfortable revealing any more just yet.

I am a student too, although I'm taking all of my classes online this semester. It peaked my curiosity though. You have a Bette Midler tattoo (not going to ask for more details even though now I'm the curious cat) and you love Patti Lapone. Not to mention, Shane and Cam are both Broadway performers. Are you a performer too? I just wondered because you also said on your profile that you are really into fashion. I didn't know if you were planning on studying costuming or if you were an actor.

Kurt laughed. So much for not revealing any more personal information.

And yes, you caught me. I'm a gay male, although I do agree about bowties being more unisex now than in previous years. I'm sorry I wasn't more clear. Although in all fairness, I didn't realize that you were a guy too until I finished reading your message. I guess neither of us was very clear on that. :-D I hope that's not weird or anything.

Kurt smiled when he read the reply about his new friend being a gay male. So many thoughts ran through his mind, from imagining what he looked like to what his fashion sense was like. He said that he wore bowties, but that could range from Blaine Anderson's adorable style to Orville Redenbacher.

Kurt continued reading before his imagination ran too far, giggling and laughing at the witty comments until he read-

I read your chapter, and it made Evan (my BF) do some serious ugly crying. I have to admit that I did too. I'll review it soon. I just wanted to respond to your message first. Evan said your story was even better than the writing on the show, and he's right.

Bf? Kurt scratched his head. His BF Evan. Kurt sometimes called Rachel his bf. Could he have meant best friend.

Or was this Evan his boyfriend? Kurt felt as if his heart had dropped into his stomach.

Kurt took a breath. So he had a boyfriend. They were friends, right? His new friend had never hinted that they would be anything more. It wasn't like he knew a single thing about this guy except that he was gay.

But…

He also knew that he was a student. And he liked Partners. And this guy was a performer. He also said he liked Patti Lapone and Bette Middler. He also knew that he was caring and compassionate. Kurt frowned. Of course, a guy like that would have a boyfriend.

I hope that you have a remarkable day.

Your friend,

Devon.

Immediately, Kurt's smile reemerged as he began composing his reply.

Hi Devon,

So I finally have something to call you instead of SEPartnersfan. Thank God I didn't have to say that out loud. It's a mouthful.

If Rachel were here, she'd have me tell you of all of the ways you might've heard of her. In her head, she was born to play Fanny, even though they are nowhere close to casting anyone yet. She was the self-proclaimed star of our Glee club. Apparently, our glee club director agreed because she got more solos than anybody. And she got into the school of our dreams. And I didn't.

But that's ok. I'm kind of glad that I didn't. If I had have gotten into that fancy school, I'd be dropping thousands of dollars that I don't have just to be told by casting directors that I'm not right for the part. I was once laughed out of the auditorium when I read for Tony in West Side Story. The part went to my step-brother instead. And I played Officer Krupke and helped design the costumes. Rachel was Maria and she was the soloist when we went to Nationals in Glee Club. So even though I nailed my audition and she choked on hers, she got in and I didn't.

I'm sorry. That sounded completely bitter, but truth be told, I'm not anymore. I was, but if I would have gotten into that school, I wouldn't be interning at one of the leading companies in fashion. I also wouldn't be studying writing, which I have discovered that I love just as much as performing. I wouldn't have started my story. And I wouldn't have you as a friend either. Besides, I plan to audition again for the upcoming semester. And so, before you tell me not to give up on my plans, I'll say that I'm not. They are just evolving into bigger dreams.

And I'm still a performer. I have a band with Rachel and some others. We haven't had a gig yet, but there are prospects. Right now, we are just rehearsing and trying to get used to singing together. I'm excited about it. I think we are mostly going to do covers of Madonna songs, but the possibilities are open for other things.

Of course, it doesn't bother me that you are a gay male too. It's actually a relief. I have one other male gay friend, but I don't know him that well yet. And I'm still not sure if he wants to take over my band, so I don't want to let him get too close. Although he discovered that he had been reading my story on Fanfiction and he didn't know I was writing it. On a positive note, he's a fan.

As for our opinions on Shane and Cam, let's just agree to disagree.

Apologize to Evan for me for giving him frown lines. To make amends, I'm including my recipe for my favorite DIY exfoliating cream.

2 Ingredient Sugar Face Scrub

1 tbsp coconut oil

2 tbsp sugar

Combine coconut oil and sugar in a small bowl, and stir to combine. Rub the sugar face scrub into your clean facial or neck skin, using gentle circular motions, for 60 seconds. Then, rinse dry with warm water. Hopefully, he will forgive me for making him ugly cry. :D

Your friend,

Kurt

Kurt hit send and started working on his paper for his literature class, but it wasn't long before his mind began drifting off to his friend, Devon. Just as he was able to push one question out of his head, another one formed just as quickly. He almost shut his laptop when an alert popped up on his screen.

Private Message from SEPartnersFan:

Kurt wasted no time opening the reply.

Hello Kurt,

To be fair, your name is easier than your screen name too. :-D

I hope Rachel is more prepared for her auditions than my brother. He usually waits until the last minute to read the script, if he reads it at all, and it has gotten him into some trouble more than once. However, I've gotten more than one role because once he arrived at the audition, he realized he didn't want it (or they weren't looking for his type.) My brother and I have differing viewpoints on what makes a great role. He looks at the $ and I look at the story. I don't know which one of us have the best strategy. I guess we are just both lucky that we have steady work.

I'm sorry that you didn't get the spotlight in your Glee Club. I was in Glee Club too, but you guys must have been better than ours if you made it to Nationals. We tied for Sectionals once, but we only placed second in Regionals. We performed for a lot of Nursing Homes and some private functions. It was fun until the Council Leaders graduated, and then we got new leaders. I actually quit my senior year when the new head of the club tried to get me to take performance enhancers. And so, I kind of became rusty at performing and I didn't get into to my first choice school either. But, If I had, I wouldn't be able to play the role I'm playing now. :-D

A band, huh? I play the guitar and the piano. Need either of those? :-) Just kidding. I don't even have time to play anymore. I'm working all of the time. That's ok though. It pays the bills. College life is expensive, isn't it?"

What? :O! You mean, I'm not your new gay bestie? Or I might be, if this other guy is trying to steal your band. Resist the urge to buy a bottle of Nair. We talked this through before, and now that I'm officially your friend, I must advise you to take the high road. Dying it purple might be fun though. I don't think you'll get prison time for that.

Regarding Cam and Shane, ok.

Thanks for the exfoliating recipe, but he's totally not getting it. Did you ever think maybe I needed it more than he did? I mean, you made me ugly cry too. I read your story twice, and it reduced me to tears each time.

I have to ask. Where did you come up with the plot line about Cam being interested in Whitney? You don't have to tell me. It was such an interesting twist, and I didn't see it coming. I can't wait to see what you have in store next.

Have a lovely evening.

Devon

Kurt rapidly read through the message and started on his reply.

My Friend Devon,

You made a fair point on the screen name. But it makes me wonder. What does the SE stand for? Please don't say it stands for series ending or something. I was curious, but you don't have to answer if you don't want to.

Wow! I'd never go to an audition underprepared. Actually, my friends usually accuse me of being overly prepared. I always rehearse multiple songs and prepare the perfect outfit for it as well. Once I switched my song at the last minute, but I had the other outfit underneath, so I just ripped the first one off. Come to think of it, maybe I should have stuck with the first one because I didn't get in.

Now, the New Directions (the show choir I was in) had a history of being unprepared for competitions and performances. I remember we went to a Nationals competition without any songs to sing. We wrote them before the competition, and they weren't bad, but I'll never understand why we didn't perform one of the dozens of other songs we sang throughout the year. Sigh!

I know you said your brother gets on your nerves, but at least he isn't all bad. I mean, you both have work because of his methods. It could always be worse.

I'm sorry you had such a rough senior year. I bet that your glee club was worse off without you there, and I'm sure it made things harder for you. Although, I am glad that you stood up for yourself and didn't take that stuff. There was a show choir not far from where I lived that was banned from competition and shamed for taking performance enhancers not long ago. It was a pretty big scandal.

You play guitar and piano? Maybe, I could find a place for you, especially if two of the girls don't quit acting like Deena and Effie from Dreamgirls. 'And I am telling you, both of them's going. If their asses, they keep showing'- Um, sorry. I got caught up in the music. But it fits because they are driving me INSANE! I hate that you don't have time to play anymore. Just remember though to find a way to take time for yourself when you can. We don't need both of us to lose our sanity. It may be too late for me, but save yourself.

My new gay bestie? I've only known you for, like, 8 minutes, but I might take you up on that if this Starchild guy ends up trying to hijack my band. Wait, Do you have any ass-kicking skills in case something bad goes down. I told you, I can't go to prison.

You're welcome for the recipe, and I don't really blame you for not sharing. That coconut oil is pricey, and I'm not sure it's worth it. I swear if one more person comes up and smells my face, I'll start using something that smells putrid just so I can have my personal space back. Geez! I really don't want to go back to the duck fat, but I will if I need to do so.

Regarding the plot line, did you think it was too out there? I read on Tumblr that Cam and Shane were splitting, and one blog I follow even said that Cam might be having an affair with one of the ladies. Cam and Savana have zero chemistry, but Whitney and Cam actually would look sweet together (although Cam belongs with Shane. To me, they are endgame, which is why I ended their relationship open-ended like that. They are like Noah and Alley, tethered together. Though they may drift apart, they will always come back to one another. Soulmates. ). I hope the rumors are wrong and they are ok, but I don't expect it to be that simple. :(

Anyway, I hope that you have a lovely evening as well.

Your new gay bestie (possibly if you are a secret badass),

Kurt