Student Orientation - Day 2

Good morning, students. We hope that your first night staying at Dalton was pleasant. We're all sure you slept well considering that moving day is always considered stressful. However, if there have been any issues so far then please contact a member of staff in the boarding house office or the staff quarters (see campus map for locations)

Please be advised that breakfast this week and every weekend is 8.00-10.00, and 6.00-8.00 during semester weekdays. Please also be advised that dinner is 18.30-21.30 every evening. Snacks are available throughout this week and during the weekends from the boarding house evening lounge bar (see campus map)

Today will be your first assembly. This will consist of a message from me and a few staff notes as well as going over the emergency procedures enclosed in this pack. This assembly will be in the auditorium from 11.00-12.00, where you will then be taken on a tour of our school by a member of staff. This will also give you time to ask any questions you may have about our school and also get to know some of your peers. You will then be taken to the lunch room at 13.00 to have lunch. You will then have free time until 16.00 where you will then congregate in the boarding house library for an introduction to ideal homework timings and rules of the library, which will also apply to the main building library.

All students must wear their uniform today until after the library introduction, where students have the option of wearing a jumper or a blazer or both, but all students must look presentable as if they were attending lessons for the day.

We hope you find today informative and fun. This day is just as much about meeting new people as it is getting to know our school.

Please note that during the semester, lights out is by 23.00 every weeknight, and 01.00 on the weekends.

Have a nice day,

Mr. H Thornton

Your Principal

Blaine and Kurt sat down for breakfast at the same table as they had sat at for dinner last night, Blaine still sitting in his favourite spot, with Sam and Joe sitting opposite. They all had decided on having a bowl of Lucky Charms for breakfast, but Blaine added extra sugar.

Kurt looked at him inquisitively as Blaine ate his sickly sweet cereal, "How can you possibly eat that? It's making my teeth itch just thinking about it."

He continued to watch Blaine, who he could tell had enough manners to swallow before talking. Blaine replied, "Since I've been living with my brother for three months, I've got used to putting sugar on my cereal, no matter what it is."

Kurt shook his head as he scooped up another spoonful for himself, "It's a bad habit. From now on, I'm going to stop you from putting sugar on your breakfast."

Blaine smirked, "I'd like to see you try."

Kurt snatched Blaine's spoon from him and passed it over the table to Joe. Joe raised an eyebrow but took the spoon anyway, adding to the conversation, "You are so immature, Hummel."

Kurt swallowed his cereal and patted his friend (were Blaine and him friends?) on the shoulder, "I'd like to see him eat his cereal now."

Blaine darted his eyes between the 3 guys surrounding him, Sam trying so hard not to chuckle as he thought about what he would do in the situation: use his hands. But Blaine had other ideas. Next thing the other three boys knew, Blaine had his face in the bowl, as he desperately tried to continue his breakfast. Kurt exclaimed, "Oh my dear god! Your skin is going to be ruined!"

Joe and Sam had meanwhile burst out laughing at the scene that had just unfolded in front of them. Blaine lifted his head up, his face dripping in milk and covered in marshmallow and cereal bits, grinning widely at Kurt, who looked horrified at what had just happened, "I didn't want to have to do that. I'm going to have acne for days, but it was worth it just to see the look on your face."

Kurt grabbed a napkin in his hand and began to dry Blaine off, smiling as he did because his roommate was just trying to be funny after all. Kurt tossed the napkin into his now empty bowl before tackling Blaine on the bench. Blaine laughed whilst trying to fight Kurt off, "What the hell are you doing?"

Kurt smirked back as he held Blaine in place on the bench, straddling his roommate's legs as he did, "Getting you back for making me worry about you."

Blaine whined happily, "Aw, you're worried about me? How sweet!"

Kurt blushed furiously, but kept his cool whilst talking, "Actually, I'm worried that I'm going to have you complaining about acne every evening for the next week."

Blaine's grin grew, "Yeah, sure. Because my cheeks turn that red when I worry about how someone's going to complain at me."

Suddenly, Puck sat down on the bench next to where Kurt was tackling Blaine, "Okay, I'm pretty sure that this isn't appropriate for the breakfast table."

Kurt jumped off of Blaine and sat back normally, a little embarrassed by what he had just done. He didn't regret it though. He enjoyed being playful with Blaine. He enjoyed spending as much time as he could with him too.

Finn sat down opposite Puck, already in his Dalton uniform for the day, "Dudes, can you please not do the whole touch-y feel-y flirting when there are people around?"

Blaine sat up, protesting, "That wasn't flirting. That was banter."

Sam swallowed his mouthful of cereal, replying to Blaine's comment with sarcasm, "Yes, because that's totally what it looked like, guys."

Blaine started to blush too, reaching over for Kurt's spoon, wiping it with a napkin and then digging back into his cereal. He could feel Kurt's eyes narrowing but he quickly changed the subject before Kurt could argue with him about lack of manners, "Finn, you don't have to be in your uniform yet. Didn't you notice Puck leaving in what I can only assume are his pyjamas?"

Finn replied, "Well, my girlfriend Rachel is meeting me in the parking lot from 9 til 11, so I'm not going to have time to get into my uniform and be on time to see her or go to assembly. I'm going there as soon as I've finished eating this."

Kurt shook his head, judging his stepbrother, "It's not even been a day. You saw her yesterday afternoon. How could you possibly want to see her again already?"

Finn sighed, "She's gone to West Lima High now. She's still at home and I'm here. She could find a new guy whilst I'm away every week. I need to keep reminding her about us."

Puck replied, "This is why you get the opportunity to go home at the weekends. An opportunity I'm sure you'll take advantage of."

Blaine interjected, "Trust me, Finn. If you have something to go home to then it's best you do. Personally, I stay here but that's because my brother's job as a TV commercial actor is unpredictable. But you almost certainly have other family than just Kurt and you have a girlfriend. Just let yourself concentrate during the week and before you know it, you'll be home for the weekend."

Finn nodded, "Noted. But she's driven all this way. I'm still going to see her." He got up and continued, "I'm going to start heading over now, so I'll meet you all in the auditorium."

Puck shook his head as Finn walked off, "Promise me you guys don't go all girl crazy on me. I had him bouncing off the walls last night at the idea he was going to get to see Rachel today."

Kurt rolled his eyes, and looked at Blaine out of the corner of his eye, "I definitely won't."

Blaine leant backwards to speak to Puck, "Don't worry. I don't swing that way."

Sam's, Joe's and Puck's eyes all widened. This was just too good to be true. Kurt's mouth fell open in shock. Did he just suggest he was gay? What? Kurt stuttered, "I've never known someone to be so open about being gay before. At McKinley, we gay kids had to stay closeted or be bullied."

Blaine shrugged indifferently, "0% tolerance of bullying at Dalton. Everyone's unique and we embrace that. You could come out here and people would congratulate you for being so brave about it."

Kurt smiled, "Definitely my kind of place then."

Blaine placed a hand on Kurt's knee and gently squeezed it, "Even if that wasn't the case though, Kurt, you could have still told me. I wouldn't have judged you."

Kurt was barely able to reply with Blaine's hand travelling up his leg. He twisted away slightly so his legs were facing Puck. He sighed with relief before replying, "Easy for you to say. You admitted it to us so easily expecting us to not judge."

Sam beamed, "We're clearly just trustworthy people."

Blaine nodded in agreement, "I already consider you to be my friends, so there's no reason I should hide anything like that from you."

There were mumbles of agreement from everyone around the table before Blaine stood up and looked down at Kurt, "I'm going back to our room. You coming with me or you going to stay for a bit?"

Kurt leant his elbows on the table, "I'll be up in a second. I just need to talk to these guys about Finn's birthday."

Blaine patted Kurt on the shoulder in an understanding way before walking off towards the room. Kurt hit his head on the table, causing the other three to jump at the noise. Puck attempted to rub Kurt's back in comfort but Kurt slapped his hand away. He just needed a minute. Blaine was gay? Blaine is a gay guy who Kurt likes? Kurt likes a gay guy? It was such a perfect situation.

He sat up straight, the other three looking at him, waiting for him to say something, anything. He sighed happily, "So there's this guy I like at this school and I know that he's gay, and I don't want to mess it up. What do I do?"

Joe smiled, "Good for you. Love is love."

Kurt raised an eyebrow, "Love? I never said anything about love. I just want to go out with him. Jeez. Calm down, Joe."

Sam dropped his spoon into his empty bowl with a clatter and leant forward to talk to Kurt, "Here's what you do, okay? Just continue what you are currently doing."

Kurt questioned, confused, "How will that help?"

Puck let out a snort, "If that wasn't flirting I sat down to, I don't know what is."

Kurt blushed a little again, "Like he said, that was just banter."

Puck fired back, "Yes, because I'd totally do that with any of the guys."

"Okay, point proven. Do you really think I should just keep going with this then?"

The other three boys shouted, "Yes!"

Sam looked around to see several sets of eyes on them now, so he leant in and whispered, "Each time you flirt, just let it vary. Make it more subtle than you have been for now and then let it escalate over the course of the semester. By fall break, he'll want you."

Puck used the same hushed tone as Sam, "I'm not going to jump to conclusions, but he looked pretty happy with what you guys were doing before."

Kurt nodded, "So if he enjoys it, then I should keep doing it." Everyone nodded in agreement to his comment, as he continued, "Okay, thank you. Now if you don't mind, gentlemen, I have to choose how to style my hair today so I'm going back to my room."

He got up and walked off, hearing Puck call after him, "Don't forget to let him help."

Kurt thought to himself because, "No one touches my hair. No one."

Blaine rushed into the room and slammed the door behind him, before leaning against it and taking a deep breath in. He was so grateful that Kurt had stayed behind even though it was had nothing to do with him as to why he stayed. Blaine needed a minute. He needed to calm down after everything which had happened.

He just came right out with the fact that he was gay, which was entirely the opposite of playing it cool. He just ruined his skin in an attempt to make Kurt laugh, only to then have his face wiped dry by him. But most importantly, that tackle onto the bench made his heart pound so much, and it was still beating impossibly fast. And yet he didn't seem to mind. He had enjoyed it, despite now wishing it had never happened as it only set him up for worse heartbreak. What made it worse was when he was looking into his roommate's eyes back in the dining room, he saw a glint of desperation. What did this mean? He was probably just desperate that Blaine got the message of no more shoving his face in cereal. He heard that loud and clear and would be reminded of it for the next week whenever he looked in the mirror.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, putting his head in his knees and being alone with his thoughts for a few minutes until Kurt returned so that he could lock the door to get dressed without locking Kurt out.

He needed to relieve himself from whatever emotion he was feeling. It was a strong emotion, somewhere between liking and longing, and Blaine knew that as it built up over the next few months, it would become a much stronger emotion, regardless of whether or not he became good friends with Kurt, because Kurt just seemed... different. Blaine knew the quickest way to relieve himself of any emotion: through song. He took in a deep breath and...

The door opened. Blaine let out a quiet frustrated moan as he lifted his head up to see Kurt in the doorway. Kurt lightly closed the door, asking, "Are you okay?"

Blaine nodded as Kurt gave him a knowing look. Kurt rolled his eyes and walked over to Blaine, crouching down in front of him, "I know you're not, and as your roommate and friend, I want to help."

Blaine smiled lazily, "I just have a headache. It's nothing."

Blaine hated lying as it was, but there was something about lying to Kurt that made him feel ten times worse than when he usually did. Kurt stood up and walked over to his wardrobe to change into his uniform. Blaine decided it was best to do the same even though he technically didn't have to go through orientation again. He just wanted to be there to make sure that Kurt was settling in fine. The routine was the same as last year: trousers, belt, shirt, tie, jumper and/or blazer (today he just went for the blazer), socks, shoes, done. Only today, it went a little bit differently.

Blaine stood facing the mirror on the inside of the wardrobe door, tie around neck, but was having problems in tying it. He was so used to bow ties from over summer vacation that he was confused by a school tie. He fumbled in another attempt to tie it. And another attempt. And another.

Suddenly, two hands were on top of his, with Kurt chuckling behind him, "You're useless. Here, let me help."

Blaine half-smiled into the mirror, accepting defeat, "If you insist."

Kurt reached around Blaine and tied his tie for him, unable to stop himself from smirking as he did, "You're like 16 years old. How can you not do this?"

Blaine corrected him, "15 years old. I'm 16 in a month."

Kurt rested his chin on Blaine's shoulder, "That makes little difference. It's a tie."

"I knew how to do one. Summer vacation just warped my mind." He paused to look at their reflection in the mirror and realised just how natural it felt. He continued nonchalantly, "Thank you for reminding me. Maybe you should help me with things more often."

Kurt lifted his chin off of Blaine's shoulder and walked back to his hung up navy Dalton jumper, sliding it over his head carefully so he didn't ruin his hair. He stated cockily, "Maybe I should teach you how to do your hair. Sleekly gelled? Seriously?"

Blaine protested, "You actually can't do anything else with it. It's this or an afro."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "I'll believe that when I see it."

Blaine bit his lip, "Good luck with that. We agreed on an alarm time last night, yeah?" He paused until Kurt nodded, "I automatically wake up an hour before any alarm. I don't know why. I just do. In that time, I wash my hair and then re-gel so no one ever sees my overly wild curls."

Kurt narrowed his eyes, "I have my ways of keeping you in bed until I wake up."

Blaine took a step closer to Kurt as he sprayed his hair with hairspray once more. Blaine teased, "What you going to do? Tie me to my bed?"

Kurt grinned, "We Hummels never give away our secrets."

Kurt's phone buzzed on his bedside table. Kurt let out a frustrated sigh, much like Blaine did just as Kurt entered the room a while ago. He picked up the phone and answered it, "What do you want, Finn? ... No! ... Tell her I'll see her at the weekend. ... I don't care! ... Uh, fine! But in return, you have to give me advice on, er..." His eyes darted towards Blaine, but Blaine was too busy checking his shoes weren't scuffed; wouldn't want to start the year with scuffed shoes, "... on something. I'll explain later ... I'm in my room with Blaine. I'm going to be a few minutes ... Okay, see you soon."

Kurt hung up the phone and placed it in his pocket. He let out another frustrated sigh, "My stepbrother's girlfriend wants me to go to the parking lot to see her. Wanna come with? We have, like, an hour before assembly."

Blaine smiled, "Yeah sure. I'll drive."

Kurt raised an eyebrow, "Very funny. Let's get walking."

Blaine chuckled as he opened the door, "There are buggies, you know. Students get trained to drive them so during off-peak times and in colder weather, we can get across campus more quickly."

Kurt walked through the doorway with a thank you nod and replied, "Okay then, let's be unhealthy and drive."

Blaine chuckled, "You'll thank me later."

"Blaine! You're going too fast! Stay on the track!"

Blaine's driving was manic. Kurt was almost certain that today he was going to die, in this buggy, because of the speed and swerving Blaine was causing. Blaine hesitantly lifted his foot off the gas pedal a little so that they were going at a sensible speed. Kurt let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you. Jesus, were you trying to kill us?"

Blaine let out a laugh, "I had full control over it." Kurt lightly shoved Blaine, causing the buggy to swerve and Kurt to squeal. Blaine continued, rolling his eyes, "That was your fault."

Kurt shook his head, "Next time, I'm driving."

"You can't. You've not had buggy introduction yet."

Kurt protested, "Okay then, I'll walk."

Blaine grinned widely, teasing Kurt, "No you won't, because you want to spend time with your roommate. Let's be honest, you want to spend more time with me than you let on."

Kurt could feel himself beginning to blush as they turned the corner jerkily. He wasn't sure whether to be mad at Blaine because he was right or happy because it appeared that Blaine wanted to spend time with him too. He was definitely glad to see the parking lot now in sight as it meant that there would be other people around and Blaine might calm down a little, meaning Kurt would stop blushing. He turned to look at Blaine as he continued to drive, only to find Blaine was briefly looking over at him. Kurt snapped his head away, blushing even more than he thought was ever possible.

Blaine said in defeat, "Okay, so maybe I want to spend the time with you too, but that's only so I can be good friends with my roommate like I was last year."

Blaine slowly let the buggy grind to a halt as they reached the edge of the parking lot. Kurt immediately jumped out and scoped the area to see Finn and Rachel sitting under a tree nearby. He had never been so relieved to see them.

He started across the parking lot, leaving Blaine behind, and he heard Blaine call, "Wait up!"

Kurt didn't wait though. He needed a second to calm down and stop blushing before Blaine actually saw what effect he had had on Kurt during that journey; in fact, this was a build up from this morning and they had barely been up 3 hours, or in Blaine's case, 4.

He arrived at the tree that Finn and Rachel were sitting under. Neither of them jumped up to greet him. He looked down at the couple and said with annoyance, "Do you want me here or not?"

Finn tugged on Kurt's trouser leg, causing his knee to buckle and for him to sit down, whilst saying, "Dude, chill. We want you here. We just-" Finn paused and raised an eyebrow, "Dude, you're blushing."

Kurt closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Well, let's just say it's been a hell of a morning, and I'm getting to the point where Blaine is going to find out I like him and there's nothing I can do to stop it."

Rachel questioned, "You've been here 18 hours - how can you like someone already?"

Kurt replied quickly in case Blaine was in hearing distance, "He's my gorgeously gay roommate who just so happens to have the same interests as me. Like the exact same."

Finn lowered his voice, "So he is gay?"

Kurt nodded as he felt Blaine's presence looming. Next thing he knew, Blaine sat down next to him, hand planted behind Kurt. Kurt could feel himself tense up a little at the idea of what Blaine might do to him. But Blaine pretended he didn't have intentions and greeted Rachel with a smile, "Hey Rachel, I'm Blaine."

Rachel matched his smile, "Nice to meet you, Blaine."

Suddenly Kurt felt something in the small of his back. Okay, what was going on? It was almost as if Blaine wanted something to happen. Kurt batted Blaine's arm away, giving him an awkward glance out of the corner of his eye before addressing Rachel, "So why did you want me to come here?"

Rachel lazily picked at the grass as she replied, "Just wanted to check you were still alive and well."

Kurt chuckled lightly, "Ah Rachel, I see that in the 18 hours since I last heard from you, your crazy is still there. Well, of course I am. Although I nearly died on the way here. My buggy driver was a bit of a lunatic."

Blaine shoved Kurt teasingly, "C'mon. You loved it really."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "I'll admit I enjoyed it when you slowed down."

Finn scrunched his nose, "Guys, come on, we're here to see Rachel, not argue about how Kurt thinks he almost died and then Blaine disagreeing."

Blaine stuttered, "Yeah, y-y-you're right Finn."

Kurt's heart practically stopped at Blaine's stutter. How was he going to recover from this? That was the most adorable thing Kurt had heard in his life. It was almost as if Blaine was scared of Finn. Why would he be scared of Finn? Finn was just a big teddy bear, who wasn't really a morning person, which had showed throughout the morning as it was already.

The remainder of the hour consisted of Rachel and Finn making out and Kurt and Blaine sitting awkwardly next to each other, both thinking about what it would be like if they were to make out, but neither dared to even think about initiating it. The tension between them got to the point where neither of them could take it anymore. Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear, "Should we begin heading to assembly? I know we've got, like, 15 minutes but... Look, can we just get out of here?"

Kurt nodded in agreement and they both scrambled up to their feet. Kurt lowered his voice so they wouldn't be noticed as they left, "Please don't tell me we're getting back into the death buggy."

Blaine sniggered quietly, "Actually, I was thinking we took a nice roma- nice walk to the main building. I mean, it is just there after all."

The two boys walked off across the parking lot, feeling a little more comfortable than they were a minute ago. But Kurt had questions that needed answering, "Why do you enjoy spending time with me?"

Blaine shrugged and looked at the ground where he was walking, "I just like meeting new people." He paused and looked up at Kurt as they walked, "You look like you have another question."

Kurt nodded as he asked, "What the hell were you doing with your hand on my back?"

Blaine bit his lip and winked, causing Kurt to melt on the inside, "Don't pretend you didn't enjoy it."

Kurt responded, "And how would you know if I did?"

Blaine replied, "I wouldn't. Just thought my irresistible charm would make it impossible for you not to."

Kurt half-smiled, "Someone thinks highly of themselves."

Blaine ran his hand through his gelled hair, "It takes real skill and effort to be this perfect."

Kurt laughed and rolled his eyes, "Hope you're talking about me now."

Blaine raised his eyebrows, surprised Kurt had it in him to reply in that way. He grinned, "You wish."

Kurt lightly pushed Blaine as they reached the courtyard adjacent to the main entrance of the building. Barely anyone was here yet, but there were a few small groups dotted around. Kurt murmured so no one overheard their conversation, "Can't wish for something you already have."

They became very aware of other people being around so they ended the conversation there, especially considering they didn't want to be accused of flirting again, even though it was technically true. So instead, they had a conversation about their summers, both of them discovering that the highlight was the new season of America's Next Top Model finally airing. They had both had pretty uneventful summer vacations, but at least it was a safe conversation between friends, with no intention of anything else happening.

They walked into the auditorium and immediately, Kurt scanned the room for anyone he knew. It didn't take long for him to see Joe's dreadlocks sprouting from his head, with Mike, Sam and Puck sitting with him, and Artie behind them where wheelchair users were meant to sit. Blaine lightly brush his hand past Kurt's, which to Kurt appeared very deliberate, but he was sure he was just being paranoid. Blaine looked over at their friends, "After you. I'm sure you want to sit next to Puck after all."

Kurt smiled at Blaine and then walked down the aisle and into the row of seats where his friends were sitting, now all dressed neatly in Dalton uniform of various kinds. He unfolded the chair next to Puck and sat down, with Blaine sitting down next to him. Puck asked, "Where have you two been? I went to your room and there was no answer."

Blaine leant forward slightly and replied, "Rachel insisted on seeing Kurt and I tagged along." He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "Wish I hadn't. Just watched her and Finn sticking their tongues down each other's throats."

Kurt turned to Blaine and placed a hand on Blaine's knee, stroking up and down his leg slightly, "I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't have asked you to come."

Blaine chuckled, "Honestly, it's fine. I agreed to it." Blaine darted his eyes down at the floor for a second and then looked back up at Kurt, "I'm sorry I drove too fast. I didn't mean to make you feel unsafe."

Kurt smiled, "No. I'm sorry I overreacted."

"Are you kidding me? I would have done so too if I didn't know what I was doing. I just forgot you weren't used to the experience yet."

Sam interrupted their conversation, "Hang on, guys. Where's Finn then if you were with him?"

Kurt pulled his hand away from Blaine's leg, suddenly very aware of what he was doing. He replied to distract himself, "Rachel was still attached to him. We left because it was getting beyond uncomfortable."

Puck interjected, "I know what you mean. Been third-wheeling for the whole of summer."

Blaine nudged Kurt's arm, "We were technically four-wheeling."

Kurt let out a laugh, "Remind me never to let us listen to Finn again when he says Rachel wants me to see her."

Blaine nodded, "I will. Trust me, I wouldn't wish that uncomfortable moment on anyone."

Suddenly, the principal stepped out onto the stage. Kurt briefly looked around for Finn, but there was no sign of him anywhere. Finn's lesson attendance was going to be poorer than usual this year, Kurt could tell.

The talk consisted of a welcome from Principal Thornton, followed by a few teachers talking about what was expected from students during the year when staying in the boarding house. All the students then filed out of the auditorium, Finn blending in as if he had been there the whole time. Each of his friends sniggered knowingly, but he just shrugged and continued walking with them as if nothing had happened.

They walked through into the grand foyer of the main building, which was almost identical to the boarding house foyer but much bigger with a late 1800s feel to it.

Blaine stopped Kurt with his hand, holding onto Kurt's elbow. Kurt was not expecting it and jumped slightly, causing Blaine to chuckle before saying, "I'm going to head back to the boarding house. I won't be on any of the lists for the school tour because I already know my way around."

Kurt nodded, understanding that it would also be boring for him, but then again, it was probably going to be boring for everyone, so in a way Blaine was lucky. He sighed in response, "Okay. I'll come find you afterwards. I'll get Finn to bring us a sandwich or something from the lunch hall for us to eat."

Blaine smiled wider, "Sounds good to me. I'll probably be in the ground floor music room practising for the first Warblers performance of the year."

Kurt replied, "Okay, cool. Maybe you could sing to me later." He subtly winked but hoped Blaine saw it. Blaine bit his lip in response; he noticed.

"I don't usually sing to just one person but I suppose I can make an exception just for you."

Kurt darted his eyes over at a man who had just called his name before lifting his hand up to give Blaine a little wave as he began to walk off, "See you soon, Blaine."

Blaine called back, "Miss you already."

He could feel the blood creeping to the surface of his cheeks. Did he really just say that he missed Kurt already?

Blaine thought to himself as he walked out the main door of the building, "That was the cheesiest thing you ever said, Blaine Devon Anderson."

Blaine sat in the music room, flicking through some music books to find a song to sing. But it wasn't just any song he wanted to sing; he needed to express his emotions. He had never noticed just how many piano books there were in the boarding house music room. He had been flicking through these books for an hour now and knew that Kurt would be here soon. He needed the chance to deal with what he was feeling and he was running out of time fast as he was planning to stay with Kurt for library introduction: the more time with him the better after all.

At last, Blaine had found the perfect song. It wasn't exactly subtle. In fact, it was entirely the opposite of playing it cool, but it wasn't like he was going to be singing to Kurt.

Blaine stood up and walked over to the piano, placing the book on the book stand. He slowly slid himself onto the bench and took a deep breath in. He moved his hands up to the keys and took another deep breath. He was really hoping this would work. Before he had time to think about, he pressed down on the first chord softly. Well, here goes nothing:

Excuse me for this,

I just want a kiss,

I just want to know what it feels like to touch something so pure, something I'm so sure of,

What it feels like to stand outside your door.

I'm unworthy, I can see you're above me,

But I can be lovely given the chance,

Blaine began to play with more passion and energy, feeling his emotions take over completely. He was playing so loudly that he didn't hear the door creak ajar slightly. Kurt peered through the crack, not wanting to disturb something he thought sounded amazing; the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.

Don't move, I want to remember you just like this,

Don't move, it's only a breath or two between our lips.

I know why you left.

I can't blame you myself.

Must be hard living with ghosts and such an empty shell.

I tried to warn you.

I've been a mess since you've known me.

I can't promise forever, but I'm working on it.

If I can't hold you, can I give you a kiss?

Can I have a kiss?

Can I...

Kurt grinned cheekily, thinking to himself, "Well, maybe if you just did it instead of asking..." He began to blush as he continued to think, "Stop this, Hummel. He's your friend. Nothing more." He shook his head, "Who are you kidding? You want this."

All I have,

All I can give to you I will.

Just promise this,

If I can't have forever, can I have a kiss?

Don't move, it's only a breath or two between our lips.

I know why you left.

I can't blame you myself.

Must be hard living with ghosts and such an empty shell.

I tried to warn you.

I've been a mess since you've known me.

I can't promise forever, but I'm working on it.

If I can't hold you, can I give you a kiss?

Can I give you a kiss?

Can I, can I, can I have a kiss?

Blaine sat at the piano, the room now silent. He half-smiled at himself, quietly saying, "Wonder what the Warblers would say about that."

Kurt opened the door fully, causing Blaine to jump and turn around. He smiled, "Well, one potential Warbler candidate would say that that song was amazing." Blaine sat there, mouth hanging open, shocked that Kurt had heard any of that. Kurt's smile grew, desperately trying to get Blaine to be a part of a conversation, "I didn't know you could play piano."

Blaine said quietly, "Yeah, I do. H-h-how much did you hear of that?

Kurt raised an eyebrow, staring at his roommate. Stuttering again? Was Blaine scared of singing to him now? Kurt replied nonchalantly, "Half the song."

Blaine nodded, "Oh okay."

Kurt advanced over to the piano bench and slid onto it next to Blaine, "I haven't played piano in ages."

Blaine inched a little bit closer to Kurt for the closeness he definitely longed for, "Well, why don't you now?"

Kurt was flabbergasted. It was his turn to stutter, "Wha-wha-what? Right now?" Blaine nodded as Kurt continued, "Oh lord. Okay, I will. Without any music sheets or anything."

Blaine teased, "Trying to upstage me now, Kurt?"

He ignored the comment and positioned his hands over the first keys he would be playing. He took a deep breath in and whispered to himself, "Stop being so nervous. He's your friend. You don't get nervous around friends."

Blaine's lips twitched into an unnoticed smirk as Kurt had whispered louder than he intended to, but he didn't make himself obvious in return. He pretended like he didn't hear it but was asking so many questions in his head.

Kurt pressed down on the keys softly, smoothly transferring onto the next set of notes as he played the introduction to his song. Blaine smiled and nodded, thinking to himself, "Good choice."

Kurt sang:

Oh, thinking about our younger years.

There was only you and me,

We were young and wild and free.

Now nothing can take you away from me.

We've been down that road before, but that's over now.

You keep me coming back for more.

Baby, you're all that I want,

When you're lying here in my arms.

I'm finding it hard to believe,

We're in heaven.

And love is all that I need,

And I found it there in your heart.

It isn't too hard to see,

We're in heaven.

Kurt went to play the next verse but he was stopped by Blaine placing his hand on top of his. Kurt looked up at his roommate and friend, who was frustratingly close to him. He just wanted to dive in and kiss Blaine, but he knew that wasn't the way to go. Blaine sighed, "That was beautiful. You'll totally get into The Warblers using that song."

Kurt smiled sincerely, "You really think so?"

Blaine leant in slightly, "I know so."

Kurt gulped silently. Blaine was only an inch away. His heart was jumping out of his chest. He was almost certainly just misreading Blaine right now, but he didn't care. The rush going through him shot a tingle down his spine. He tried so hard to hide it but Blaine's grin suggested he knew. Maybe he wasn't misreading Blaine; Kurt was so confused about what was going on.

Just then, the door creaked open, causing Blaine to shuffle away slightly on the bench and turn to the door. Finn stood in the doorway with a small paper plate of salad in each hand. He could feel the tension in the room as Kurt narrowed his eyes, with something which looked a lot like resentment glinting in his eyes. Finn stuttered, "I-I-I-I brought you guys some salad."

Blaine stood up and took the plates from Finn, smiling, "Well that was very kind of you, Finn. Thank you."

Finn nodded gratefully, "No problem, dude. Anyway, I'm gonna go hang out with the guys in Sam and Joe's room. If you wanna join us at any time, then just come up."

Kurt nodded, giving him a fake smile, "We'll think about it."

Finn backed out the room quickly, knowing that Kurt would have a go at him later. Kurt rolled his eyes before registering that Blaine was holding a plate in front of him. He took it gently, "Thanks."

They ate in silence, both trying to recover from what had happened in the moments leading up to Finn coming into the room. Finally, Kurt broke the silence, "Play some more piano for me? I was really enjoying it... It was soothing."

Blaine smiled, happy that the tension had been broken. He put his plate on top of the piano and replied, "Okay, but no singing."

Kurt nodded in agreement as Blaine began to play a mash up of 'The Scientist' by Coldplay and 'Big Girls Don't Cry' by Fergie. Kurt thought it was an unusual combination but at the same time, it was beautiful.

The next few hours they sat in the music room, taking it in turns to play songs and medleys. By the time they nearly had to leave for the library introduction, they were sat on the piano bench, hugging. It wasn't a hug that was leading to anything. It was a hug of friendship, of knowing that there would always be someone there for them in the comfort of their own bedroom. Blaine shifted his head on Kurt's shoulder, "We need to go."

Kurt moaned, "Or we could stay like this."

Blaine smiled, "I wish we could." He leant back slightly to look at Kurt in his eyes; his perfect glasz eyes, "No matter what, I'm here for you. I hope you know that."

Kurt replied weakly, "I'm here for you too if you ever need me."

Dear Journal,

Today has been... wow! I don't even know where today came from. What a way to get to know Kurt. He's definitely flirtatious, even if he doesn't seem to know it. He's just... wow! I could easily just write wow over and over again. But no, I need to let it all out.

How do I begin to describe Kurt Hummel? That flawless human being. I swear overnight he became three times more beautiful than I remember. Maybe it was the uniform. Man, he looks so good in that jumper. I sound so shallow, don't I? His personality really came out today too though. Honest.

Today he said he was perfect - I couldn't help but silently agree with him on the matter. Didn't say anything though.

He's just confusing me so much. At breakfast, I was almost certain he was going to kiss me when he pinned me down on that bench. He should have just leant down and kissed me. Problem solved. Shame that's never going to happen. Then he helped me with my tie... I never forget how to do things. I'm not Cooper. Once I've learnt to do something, I never forget. I honestly think that my mind deliberately sabotaged me just so I could have that closeness. Ugh. I hate myself. The buggy incident as well... Why did I go so fast? I have never gone that fast before... What am I doing? Oh, and there was the whole piano room situation where I was going to kiss him (didn't care what his reaction would be - I just need to know what his lips taste like once) but then Finn, his stepbrother, came in with lunch. Apart from that, we had a lovely afternoon of playing piano and then we had a touching moment. That hug made me feel that at least our friendship would work out, if nothing more. We've known each other 36 hours. How am I this close to him when I haven't even known him 2 days yet? Just how?

Now I'm sat across from him as he writes in his journal (yes, he has a journal too) probably about how his roommate eats too much sugar, forgot how to tie a tie, drives too fast, but to make up for it has played piano to him. I don't do that for just anyone, but he doesn't know how special he is to me. This is stupid. Like I said before: WE'VE ONLY KNOWN EACH OTHER 36 HOURS! What am I saying? Maybe Finn knows I like his stepbrother and drugged my pizza to knock me out for the rest of the day. I'm certainly feeling a little delusional (I must be if I started off this entry the way I did) and I feel a lot more tired than usual. In fact, I'm going to bed even earlier than yesterday as soon as Kurt says he's ready to turn the light out. No doubt he'll text Finn and his other school mates after I'm long asleep. Probably just random little things.

Okay, well, er, night!

- Blaine

Dear Journal,

I'm going to keep this brief: Blaine is the most adorable goofball with the most amazing voice ever. Oh, and he's actually gay. Therefore there is a small possibility he could become my most adorable goofball. Who am I kidding? Doubt I'm his type.

Okay, so maybe he eats far too much sugar, forgets how to perform the simplest of tasks such as tying a tie, drives too fast, seemed to enjoy stroking my back when I went to see Rachel (which turned into awkward times) and sometimes he appears to get really close as if he knows what he's doing to me. But you know what, I just find each of those quirks adorable.

It was unfair when he got all cocky and said he was perfect, because from what I've seen so far, he is. Simple. Well, he's perfect to me anyway.

I wanted to kiss him today. We were in the boarding music room and he was like an inch way from my lips and I just wanted to lean that little bit further forward and kiss him. Stupid Finn ruining the moment. I will make him aware of what he did when I next get time alone with him. Apart from that bad timing, I miss hanging out with the big lug as much as I used to.

Oh, and one more thing. We had this super long hug as our time in the music room came to an end. He smells like what heaven must smell of. I can't even describe his scent. It's musky but fruity at the same time. Or maybe the fruit was coming from the hair gel?

Anyway, Blaine wants to sleep, so lights out. Might text Finn asking him what he was playing at. Actually, that's a little unfair. He had no idea what I was going to do. I'll just tell him what my plan was to see if he's supportive

- Kurt

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think. The song Blaine sings is based on 'Can I Have A Kiss?' by Kelly Clarkson - have a listen if you are unfamiliar with the song on YouTube by copying and pasting this on the end of the YouTube URL if you are run - /watch?v=r2LfjQg7h3o . The song Kurt sings is called 'Heaven' by Do - have a listen here by copying and pasting onto the end of the YouTube URL - /watch?v=2dfn3wesPSg . Sorry about some of the poor areas of writing in this chapter - I don't feel like this is my usual standard so I'll be working extra hard to make the next chapter totally awesome