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Chapter 4: A New Year
After the Windsors overheard Blaine serenading Kurt, they dragged him to audition for the Warblers. Kurt, deciding that he didn't need to hide his talents as a singer, auditioned as well. Both of them were accepted unanimously. The Warblers competed at Regionals, loosing to Vocal Adrenaline and coming in second place. Kurt and Blaine had spent their summer hanging out with friends and being a couple. It was now the second day of sophomore year, and the new freshmen were arriving.
Kurt and Reed were interrupted from where they were upstairs, sorting Reed's weekly clothes shipment, by screaming downstairs. The two poked their heads downstairs, where the source of the screaming was, like many boys down the hall were doing. Kurt ran to the railing, where his boyfriend was staring downstairs, giddily.
"Blaine? What's going on?"
Blaine gestured downstairs. "It's one of the new freshmen. He may be one of our craziest Windsors ever, and that's saying something. Ryan, Charlie, and Josh were trying to talk to him. He ended up pointing water guns and rock salt at them."
Kurt looked downstairs, where all the noise was coming from. A pale boy with shaggy black hair was standing in front of the door, pointing a water gun, and screaming about demons. The twins approached him, smirking. Kurt groaned. This didn't look good. The freshman stared at them, apprehension in his eyes.
"Doppelgängers?" He questioned.
"Hello!" They said cheerfully.
"What are they doing?" Kurt hissed to Blaine.
Blaine shrugged. "I don't know, but maybe they'll be able to calm him down."
"What's wrong?" The twins asked, smiling and unafraid of the water sprayer aimed at them.
"What are you scared of?"
"This place is completely unprotected against any and all malignant beings alive, dead or undead. I can't be too careful, especially in an ancient prep school." The boy said seriously.
The boys stared.
"You came prepared, huh?" The twins smirked.
He kicked one of his trunks open. The boys around him inspected the collection of weapons that the trunk contained. There were arrows, spikes, crystals, bottles with questionable contents, and a sword and shield.
"What...the...hell...?" Blaine and Kurt stared.
"Most excellent, little Knight," the twins commented. "You'll fit right in."
"Pardon?" The boy looked surprised, looking up from behind the sprayer.
Kurt shook his head. "Oh Gaga..."
"You named him already..." Ryan asked, looking long-suffering.
"Would you like to see our weapons?" The twins asked, hands behind their backs, holding Nerf guns.
The freshman slowly lowered his sprayer. "You...have weapons...?"
The twins smirked, before shooting the freshman with their Nerf guns. The boy screamed, before flinging his rock salt and squirting any Windsor he could reach. Kurt, Blaine, and Reed sighed, before taking cover in Kurt and Reed's room, not even surprised anymore.
A couple of hours later, Windsor had quieted down, and Reed, Kurt, and Blaine had moved to the common room, David, Sam, Joshua, and Wes, who had come over from Hanover, joining them. The twins skipped into the common room, dragging the frenzied freshman in between them, and plopping down on the couch. The freshman looked at them wearily, before crouching in a chair and holding up a medallion.
Blaine shook his head. "Tweedles, don't scare the newbie."
"Sorry about them. They can be insane." Kurt said, smiling sympathetically at the boy. "I'm Kurt and this is Blaine, Reed, Wes, Sam, Joshua, and David. And you already met Ethan and Evan. What's your name?"
The freshman glared at them. "I'm Dwight. I need to make sure this house is protected against all the demons that can reside in an ancient prep school." He hopped off the chair and darted out the door.
The Windsors looked at one another. "Well," Kurt said, shrugging. "Windsor just got another crazy one."
The twins looked at one another, a maniacal gleam in their eyes. "We'll make sure he feels quite at home at Windsor."
The twins darted out the door and Kurt shrugged, before cuddling up to Blaine, who was watching the Halo battle Wes and David had started. Life at Windsor was never boring, that's for sure. But he wouldn't want it any other way.
The year passed quickly after that day. Dwight had integrated himself perfectly into Windsor, joining the conspirators and proving to be a true friend. Soon, spring arrived, and with it, change.
Blaine and Kurt walked down the hallway, their hands joined. "What do you think Sam called us down here for?" Kurt asked his boyfriend.
Blaine shrugged. "Just because he's my best friend, doesn't mean I know what he's thinking. But, he sounded unusually serious, and Sam is never serious."
The two entered the common room, causing the other Windsors to look up. Sam turned to them. "Okay, now that everyone is here, I can tell you why I called you."
"Yeah." Wes, who had recently transferred from Hanover to Windsor, spoke up. "Why did you call us here?"
Sam sighed. "I'm leaving Dalton."
The other Windsors gaped at him. "What do you mean leaving?" Kurt asked shell-shocked.
"You all know how I have my football scholarship to pay for tuition?" The others nodded. "Well, I didn't lose it. But my family fell on hard times. My scholarship isn't enough to pay for my tuition. And before you offer to pay for my tuition, my parents won't let me. I'm transferring to McKinley at the beginning of next year."
Kurt turned to Sam, his smile watery. "We'll miss you Sam. And I feel bad that you have to attend McKinley."
"Come on guys, don't look so sad." Sam said, smiling. "I'm not leaving till next year. Group hug!" He beckoned the Windsors into a group hug, causing them all to laugh. Sam grinned. "Now, let's make the most of my time at Windsor."
As Kurt sat next to Blaine, watching Wes, David, and Sam duke it out on Halo, he smiled. Things may be changing, but the one thing that would never change were their friendships.
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