Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything related to CP Coulter's wonderful fic, Dalton
Chapter 5: Touring
True to his word, Sam left Dalton at the end of the school year, the twins yelling, "Goodbye White King!" as he went.
That summer was another wonderful one. The Windsor boys saw Sam repeatedly, and Blaine and Kurt spent their summer so hopelessly in love, that they were giving their friends cavities.
Two weeks into the school year, Kurt sat in math class, Blaine on one side and Reed on the other, when the PA rang out. "Reed Van Kamp, Kurt Hummel, and Blaine Anderson, please see the Dean immediately."
The three of them stood up, ignoring the questioning looks of their classmates and the panicked looks on the faces of Wes and David.
As the group walked down the hallway, Reed turned to Blaine. "What do you think this is about? You don't think we finally got busted for all the pranks we've pulled?"
Blaine shook his head. "No, though I know that's what Wes and David were worried about. If there's one unspoken rule at Dalton, it's that no one tells, ever. Maybe it has to do with the Warblers?"
"Well, whatever it is, it has to be important. They wouldn't pull us out of class otherwise." Kurt said, shrugging.
"That doesn't make me feel any better." Reed muttered.
The three of them entered the office, before taking a seat in front of Dean Ramsey, who had three chairs in front of her. "I'm sure you are wondering what this about." She said, the three of them nodding. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble." Causing the three of them to sigh. "We have our annual tours tomorrow, and as upper classmen who are relatively well behaved," Kurt snorted. They were Windsors, when were they ever well behaved? "You three have been chosen to lead a tour of McKinley High School's New Directions. Any questions?" The three of them shook their heads. "Good. Then you may go."
The three Windsors exited the Dean's office, before collapsing in relief. "I think that's the first time I've ever been in that office without getting in trouble." Reed commented, Blaine and Kurt nodding.
"How are you with this Kurt?" Blaine asked his boyfriend, concerned.
Kurt sighed. "I think I will be fine. I haven't been to McKinley in three years, I doubt they'll remember me. And besides, my bullies were jocks. What jocks would join a glee club?"
The three of them entered the Windsor common room, Wes, David, and the twins bouncing up.
"What was it? Did they bust us for our pranks?" Wes asked, concerned.
Blaine shook his head. "No. Settle down Wes. We didn't get in trouble. They want Kurt, Reed, and I to lead a tour group tomorrow, that consists of the New Directions."
"Isn't that your rival glee club from McKinley?" Dwight asked, frowning.
Kurt nodded. "It is. Though, I don't expect any of my bullies to be in that group. They were jocks, they would never join glee club. So you don't have to worry about me."
"I always worry about you, since I love you so much." Blaine said, putting a hand on Kurt's shoulder, who was smiling adorably at him.
The twins pretended to barf. "Too much sweetness!" Ethan called out.
"I'm going to get cavities. I need to call my dentist." Wes said, dramatically.
Kurt shook his head. "Our friends are insane."
"Agreed."
The next day, Kurt stood with his boyfriend and Reed, as the bus for their tour pulled up. "You know," Blaine said, as the bus pulled up. "The Stuarts are going to call favoritism with three Windsor boys leading this tour around."
"Please." Reed scoffed. "When do they not call favoritism?" Kurt nodded in agreement.
The bus parked and Mr. Schue, the New Directions' director, got out and shook each of their hands. Kurt watched as an Asian boy and a boy with blonde hair got out and helped a kid in a wheelchair out. The blonde boy disappeared back onto the bus. A few minutes later, a brunette girl, an Asian girl, and a black girl walked out and approached their director.
The Asian girl spoke up. "The other guys and Quinn won't leave the bus. Sam, Brittany, and Santana are in there, trying to convince them to come out. They keep talking about how 'the gays' are out to get them at this school, and I think Santana is close to going all Lima Heights Adjacent on them."
At this point, a Latina girl, a blonde girl, and a blonde boy got out. The boy came up to the director. "None of us can get them to leave the bus."
All three of the Dalton boys gaped at Sam Evans, talking casually with the director.
Mr. Schue sighed. "They're all in my History class. Santana, go tell them I will fail them if they don't get off the bus."
The Latina girl nodded and ran back to the bus.
Sam, meanwhile, had finally looked up and noticed the Dalton boys gaping at him. "Oh. Hi guys. I was wondering who they would send as tour guides. You know the Stuarts are probably calling favoritism right now."
Blaine, who had regained use of his vocal chords, smirked. "That's what I said."
Reed sighed. "They always call favoritism."
Kurt smiled. "You know, the Tweedles will be pretty happy to see their White King now."
Sam smiled. "I've missed you guys."
Mr. Schue looked at the conversation with confusion. "Sam, what's going on?"
Sam mentally face palmed. "Oh, I forgot. Mr. Schue, I used to go to Dalton before. These are my friends from Dalton."
Their conversation was interrupted by Santana coming off the bus. "Well Mr. Schue, I finally got them to leave the bus."
A blonde girl walked off the bus, turning her nose up at the three Windsors. The next two people to come off the bus made Kurt, Blaine, and Reed's blood run cold. Finn Hudson and Noah Puckerman stared at the Windsors coldly before turning their attention on Sam, who had no idea what was going on.
"Sam." Finn growled. "Why are you talking to them? You are going to catch the gay."
Puck meanwhile, sneered at Blaine and Reed. "I thought my conversation with you, two years ago, warned you to stay away from that fag."
Sam looked between the two groups, finally putting two and two together. "The mall trip two years ago that I was absent for." He whispered. "You're Kurt's bullies from middle school, the ones who made all the Windsors return to Dalton shaken up." Kurt just nodded. Sam turned his angry gaze on the two boys. "I can't believe I considered you my friends. Well you aren't anymore, not after how you treated my other friends."
Finn looked at Sam confused. "Sam? Do you know them?"
Sam stonily nodded. "I went to Dalton before McKinley. I was there two years ago, when they returned from the mall after being confronted by you two."
Finn stared at him. "Dude, are you gay?"
Blaine shook his head. "Just because Sam went to an all-boys school doesn't mean he's gay."
"I thought being part of this group would make you less of a bully Finn." Santana scowled. "But it seems like nothing has changed. I may be a bitch, but I'm not a homophobe. Now, these boys are going to nicely lead us around this school and you two are going to shut your big mouths."
Puck rolled his eyes. "Like we would listen to you, Lopez."
"Hey." The Asian boy butted in. "Santana's right. We are here for a reason."
Reed stepped foreward. "We have a tour to get going. Dalton has a zero tolerance no-bullying policy, and that applies to guests too. We can ask you to leave, so I suggest you be kind and listen to us while we give the tour."
Mr. Schue watched in shock as Finn and Puck shrank back, ashamed. These boys were no older than his kids, yet they were shooting down the New Directions, combined with the help of his other kids.
The rest of the New Directions glared at Finn and Puck, before walking foreward and following the three Windsors onto campus. Rachel shook her head. She thought she had a crush on Finn, but seeing how homophobic he was, killed her little crush. He and Quinn were better suited for one another anyway. They were both homophobic bullies.
Mercedes shook her head. "I thought being part of this group would make Finn more considerate of others, but I guess not." She headed towards Blaine and Kurt, who were talking quietly among themselves. "I'm going to apologize for Finn's behavior."
Kurt and Blaine turned around, hearing "hey!" the African-American girl from before walked towards them. "I'm really sorry about Finn and Puck's behavior. I'm ashamed to be associated with them, we all are. I thought being in glee club would change their views towards people, but they are still the same homophobic assholes they were when they joined glee."
Kurt smiled at her. "I don't blame you for their behavior, you can't control who you have to associate with. I'm Kurt and this is my boyfriend, Blaine." He said, sticking his hand out for her to shake.
"I'm Mercedes." She said, shaking his hand and smiling. "And you are an adorable couple." She said to Blaine and Kurt, causing the two of them to blush.
"Yeah, we get that a lot." Blaine said, rubbing the back of his head.
"Try all the time." Reed said, passing by them. "I'm Reed." He said to Mercedes. "Our friends like to joke that they need to have their dentists on speed dial because of the amount of cavities they get from watching these two."
The group arrived in front of a large mansion style building, causing the New Directions to look at it in awe. Finn and Puck stayed near the back of the group, with Quinn, scowling.
"This is Windsor House." Reed said, indicating to the building behind them. "It's one of the three dorms at Dalton and the one that all of us are a part of."
Artie looked shocked. "And you all live in here?"
Kurt nodded. "Yes, but it looks a lot calmer from the outside than it actually is."
"I can confirm that." Sam said, nodding.
Blaine opened the doors of Windsor and the group filled in. The hall was large with tall, vaulted ceilings and a winding spiral staircase. It was decorated in a Victorian style, with large paintings and antique furniture. It was also oddly quiet, but the group could hear shooting noises coming from down the hallway.
Tina raised an eyebrow. "It seems quiet, actually."
Blane nodded. "That's odd. Maybe they actually listened to me for once."
An explosion rang out throughout the building, causing the New Directions to jump. A boy with brunette hair and glasses ran down the stairs, grabbing the fire extinguisher that Kurt held out, before yelling, "Thanks Kurt!" and running up the stairs again.
Reed shook his head. "Some things never change. Come on, let's get on with the actual tour."
The group headed down the hallway, towards the room where the sounds were coming from. After turning the corner, they headed into the second room on the right. It was a large open room. There were a wall of windows looking out into the courtyard, against one wall. Another wall had a wall of bookshelves with a fireplace in the center. Couches, chairs, and tables were scattered around the room. On one side of the room was a TV. There was an African-American boy and an Asian boy battling out on Halo, while a brunette boy with hazel eyes and dressed in a Dalton uniform, cheered them on.
The boy who wasn't playing the game, turned around when the group walked in. Seeing Sam, his face broke into a huge grin. "Is that Sam Evans?" He called out, causing the other two boys to stop their game and run over as well.
Sam smiled as the three boys hugged him. "Nice to see you guys."
"This is Wes Hughes, David Sullivan, and Joshua Tipton." Kurt said, introducing the three boys who waved. "They're all Windsors and Warblers. Guys, these are the New Directions."
The three Windsors smiled at the New Directions, until Wes noticed something. "Kurt, aren't those your bullies from middle school?" He commented darkly to the countertenor.
Kurt nodded. "It is, but I don't think we have to worry about them. The other New Directions were furious with them when they learned how they treated me, and several of them seemed ashamed to be associating with them. One of the girls even apologized for their behavior."
David put his hand on the other's boy's shoulder. "Well, if anything happens, all of us Windsors will back you up."
"That means a lot, thanks guys." Kurt said, smiling.
"This is the common room." Blaine said, facing the group. "It's supposed to be used for studying, but no one ever uses it that way."
Reed chuckled. "It's impossible to get any homework done in this house."
Kurt steered the group out of the common room, waving goodbye to Wes, David, and Josh, who went back to their game. "We'll head to the kitchen. There probably won't be anyone in there."
Suddenly, a blur dropped out of the rafters and landed in front of the group. The New Directions gaped in shock at the tall, extremely pale, lanky boy with a mop of black hair, who's uniform was flapping freely and was pointing a water sprayer at the group, while the Windsors simply rolled their eyes.
"Dwight, this is our tour group, the New Directions." Reed explained.
Dwight narrowed his eyes. "I don't trust them. You don't know what kind of demons they've brought in."
"Dwight, I've been a New Direction for several months." Sam said, stepping foreward and causing Dwight's eyes to widen to suprise. "I promise that they didn't bring any demons in."
Dwight lowered his water sprayer. "The White King? It's good to see you. One of the statues needs to be purified, you four can continue with your tour." He took off down the hallway, blazer flapping behind him."
Blaine shook his head. "Always something new with Dwight."
"Is that normal?" Tina asked, hesitantly.
Reed nodded. "They say everyone in Windsor has something off with them. Even us." He said, smiling manically, causing a few of New Directions to step back in shock. "Anyway." He continued, the look on his face gone. "We should continue heading towards the kitchen."
Mercedes headed towards Tina. "What do you think of this tour so far?" She asked the other girl.
"I think it's good that Dalton exists. Ohio needs a school like this. You've seen how people act first hand, even members of our own group." Tina nodded towards Puck, Finn, and Quinn, who were sulking together. "But, this place reminds me of Alice in Wonderland, even down to the nicknames they are referred to. I think there is something more going on here, and we are only scratching the surface."
Mercedes nodded. "I agree. Something's off in this school, I don't know what it is, but I have a feeling we will be dragged into it."
Blaine opened a door on the right, leading the group into a spacious kitchen. Like Kurt had said, it was empty. The kitchen look pristine and immaculate, except for one scorch mark on the ceiling.
Mike gestured to the ceiling. "What's that from?"
"That was from last year, when David's afro caught fire." Kurt said, chuckling. "Wes, Blaine, and I got to shave it off."
Rachel looked around the kitchen, shocked. "How does a kitchen at a school for teenage boys look so clean?"
"It's because only Kurt uses the kitchen." Reed explained.
"It's true." Kurt said, nodding. "I'm the only one who can cook at all. I don't trust the other Windsors with even preheating an oven. Who knows what they would end up burning down."
"I could use the kitchen, but I'm too danger prone." Reed said, sheepishly. "I can barely make it down the hallway without tripping."
"Luckily, I'm always there to catch you." A voice said from the doorway.
The group turned around to see a boy with curly, black hair and green-grey eyes, dressed in a Dalton uniform, standing in the doorway. Reed's eyes lit up, before he dashed over to the other boy, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and linked their hands together, leaning into his side. Puck, Finn, and Quinn looked away in disgust.
"I'm Shane Anderson." The other boy said, waving. "I'm Reed's boyfriend, as you can tell, and Blaine's younger brother."
"Oh great, so you are all a bunch of fags." Puck muttered, causing the entire group to turn and look at him.
Shane narrowed his eyes in anger, but Reed held out his arm, stopping Shane from doing anything too drastic. "I don't know what you can get away with at your school, but this behavior has to stop. Dalton has a strongly enforced, anti-bullying policy, and as guests of our school, you need to abide by that as well. Even one comment like that could get you kicked out of the tour. So, I advise you to choose your next words carefully, since you are treading on thin ice."
Puck opened his mouth, but was for once, at a loss for words, and ended up crossing his arms, and scowling at the Windsors. The rest of the New Directions, with the exception of Finn and Quinn, who joined him in scowling at the Windsors, glared at him with open looks of disgust. Mr. Schue was at a loss for words, it was clear from the beginning that he didn't know his kids as well as he thought he did.
Kurt turned to Shane, completely ignoring the existence of Puck, Finn, and Quinn. "We're going to head over to Hanover, want to come with us?"
"Sure." Shane said, nodding. "I have nothing better to do, and I get to spend time with my wonderful boyfriend." He said, smiling adoringly at Reed, who blushed.
Kurt opened the door to the kitchen, to reveal two tall twins, with ice blue eyes, bright blonde hair, and identical Cheshire Cat grins, and clutching something behind their backs.
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Tweedles, if you really must."
The two looked at one another, before whipping out giant Nerf guns and shooting the Windsors. To the suprise of the New Directions, all four of them, along with Sam ducked and rolled away from the Nerf pellets, and Shane, Reed, Blaine, and Kurt pulled their own Nerf guns out of their pockets, and shot back. The two twins then turned their gazes on the New Directions, shooting them as well, who scattered.
Mercedes ran over, and crouched behind the chair that Kurt was behind, taking cover and shooting back. "Well, now you've gotten the full Windsor experience." He told her, in between shots.
"Does this happen often?" She asked, baffled.
Kurt nodded. "About twice a week. Sometimes more."
Sam ran away from Ethan, who was gleefully shooting at him. "White King! You're back!"
"I am!" Sam yelled back. "I'm honestly surprised this hadn't happened sooner."
"We were waiting for the right time." Evan responded, from next to his brother. "We also wanted to get back at Alice's middle school bullies."
"Well, we should get back at them together." Sam suggested.
The Tweedles looked at one another, before nodding, and all three boys ran towards where Puck, Quinn, and Finn were hiding, releasing a barrage of bullets at the three homophobes. Santana joined the three boys with her own Nerf gun she had gotten from somewhere, and began shooting them as well.
The twins looked gleefully at one another. "A talking flower that knows how to shoot a Nerf gun!" They exclaimed.
"Well, I don't play for your team." Santana said, smirking, causing Finn, Puck, and Quinn to look at her in shock. "But I like you two, so I'm going to let it slide."
Brittany bounced over to her girlfriend with her own Nerf gun, before glancing at the three hiding in the corner, her expression turning serious. "You made the dolphins at Hogwarts sad, and I like those dolphins. I used to like you, but not so much anymore." She said, before nailing the three of them in the head. The twins looked at her with awed expressions, while Santana smiled affectionally at Brittany.
Suddenly, the walkie talkie that was sitting on the table, unharmed, crackled out. "Howard is coming this way. You should pick up all these bullets quickly, before he gets mad."
All the New Directions and Windsors froze, before the Windsors broke into a frenzy, dashing around, and picking up every Nerf bullet on the ground.
Mercedes and Rachel looked on in awe. "I have a feeling they do this a lot." Mercedes whispered to the other girl, who nodded.
In less than a minute, every single Nerf bullet and Nerf gun was stashed away, so it looked like there was never a battle in the first place. Not a minute too soon, a man walked around the corner. He was tall, with brunette hair and a mustache.
He looked the group up and down, before turning to Blaine, Reed, and Kurt. "Are these the New Directions?"
Blaine nodded. "Yes Mr. Howard. We were just showing them the kitchen. We're going to head to Hanover now."
Mr. Howard nodded. "Good." His eyes settled on the twins, who were smiling like perfect little angels. "You two behave yourselves." He told them before leaving.
"That was close." Reed said, sighing in relief as soon as the teacher left.
"What would have happened if he had caught us." Rachel asked, curious.
Kurt shrugged. "Well, normally, nothing would have happened. But since we are supposed to be showing you around, we might have gotten in trouble for it."
The group exited Windsor, and starting making their way across the grounds. "We are heading to Hanover now." Blaine explained as they walked. "It's the second of the three dorm houses at Dalton. We get along with the Hanover boys."
"And you don't get along with the boys from the other dorm house?" Artie questioned.
Sam nodded. "No. Stuart and Windsor have a long running rivalry. No one knows who started it, but it still continues. Hanover tries to keep the peace, and no one has a problem with them."
"Stuart, hopefully, won't do anything while we are leading a tour group." Kurt told them. "But I can't exactly promise they will be that friendly towards us. They certainly won't act the way the Hanovers will."
The group stopped in front of a large mansion, similar to Windsor, and Reed opened the door, leading the group inside. As soon as they entered the building, they found themselves in a large hall. There was a spiral staircase leading up, and three hallways branching off. Everything had a Victorian-era feel to it. There were several tables and chairs, scattered around the perimeter of the room, and boys were sitting there, doing homework, reading, or talking. They looked up, but once realizing who it was, waved and went back to their work. Similarly to how all the Windsor boys had pins on their lapel, that were a blue shield crossed with a golden ray, all these boys had pins on their lapel with a white shield crossed with a golden ray.
A boy headed towards them from across the hall. He was tall with gelled, brunette hair, and brown eyes. He stopped in front of the New Directions, and held out his hand for Mr. Schue to shake. "I'm Justin Bancroft, prefect of Hanover House. You must be the New Directions."
Mr. Schue nodded. "We are. It was nice of you to have us."
Justin motioned for the group to follow him, and they headed down one of the hallways. "All the Dalton houses are laid out differently." He explained as they walked. "That's why when you have tours, you'll be led around the majority of Dalton by a group of boys from one house, but when you get to the other two houses, the prefect of that house will join you. That's why you have Blaine."
"I'm the Acting Windsor House Prefect." Blaine explained. "Our current prefect, Charlie, is in the hospital. Unfortunate accident courtesy of the twins and their paintball guns."
"Blaine will probably become prefect next year." Kurt interjected. "So, it's good practice. Also, the Windsors listen to him better than Charlie, anyway."
They headed into a room on the left, which turned out to be Hanover's common room. It looked identical to Windsor's common room, the only difference being how it was used. Instead of boys playing video games in it, they were actually studying. Justin led the group towards a table where a boy and girl were studying. Rachel and Mercedes look confusedly at one another. Was she a girlfriend?
The two at the table looked up when the group reached them, waving. "This is Spencer Willis and Merril Portman. And yes, Merril does go to Dalton." Justin explained.
"We've been trying to get Merril transferred to Dobry, our sister school." Kurt elaborated. "But we haven't been successful yet."
Merril smiled at the New Directions. "I'm really grateful for how all the Dalton boys treat me. And with how hell bent they are at getting me to Dobry. And I have Spencer with me." She said, smiling adoringly at her boyfriend.
"Not only do they have fags, but they also have a girl." Puck whispered to Finn. Santana and Brittany however, heard them, and openly glared.
"Do you two want to come with us?" Blaine asked. "We're giving the New Directions a tour of Hanover with Justin."
Spencer nodded. "We don't have this test for another two days, so we can come."
The young couple packed up, and joined the rapidly growing group. Justin led them out of the common room and down the hallway, till they stopped at a door to the right of the hallway and entered, Shane holding the door open for them. The kitchen was extremely similar to Windsor's, still immaculate and pristine, except for the absence of the scorch mark on the ceiling.
Mercedes raised an eyebrow. "I see no one uses this kitchen, either."
"No." Merril said, chuckling. "Like with Kurt, at Hanover, I'm the only one able to use the kitchen. Spencer helps out sometimes." She said, giving her boyfriend a kiss on the cheek."
Blaine turned to the three Hanovers. "Thank you for showing us around Hanover. I'm sure we can get out ourselves. Now, it's on to Stuart."
Justin smiled sympathetically at him. "Good luck with Stuart. I know Logan won't be happy to deal with you."
"No, he won't." Kurt said, shaking his head. "But, he doesn't really have a choice. Maybe he'll behave since we have guests."
"Probably not." Reed said, scoffing. "It's Logan."
"True." Blaine said, nodding and leading the group out of Hanover and across campus to the Red Castle, Stuart House.
As they headed across campus, no one was aware of the eyes that watched them, and the tall boy with dirty-blonde hair and emerald green eyes that they belonged to. They settled on the coifed, chestnut haired boy with the glaze eyes. But he noticed something else. The boy with the gelled black hair and the hazel eyes, who was holding his hand, and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, a complication." He thought to himself. "He has a boyfriend. Well, that's not a problem, once he sees how much better I am, he'll leave helmet head and go for me."
This may take a while, but if there was anything Sebastian Smythe was good at, it was waiting, especially for things he wanted. He wanted Kurt Hummel, and he always got what he wanted.
The story is going to start picking up from here. All the previous chapters were fillers, which I hate writing but had to be written. In case you are wondering the timeline, this takes place during Kurt's junior year, so the time of Season 2, except Sam and Blaine are the same grade as him. Tina and Artie are still sophomores, and Glee still started the year before, except Kurt wasn't there, he was at Dalton. Sam transferred in at the same time as in the show and this takes place around Never Been Kissed. If you have any ideas for songs, you can send them and who would sing it. This goes for any of my other stories. Also, if you leave a review, I will try and respond to it.
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