Student Orientation Days 3-5

Good morning, students. Over the next couple of days, everyone will take part in buggy driving lessons at their allotted time. Your allotted time is:

17.15 on Wednesday

Please be advised that you must turn up for your lesson on time outside the boarding house as we have nearly 150 students to get through and only 2 teachers available in their pre-semester timetable to teach you how to use these buggies safely and to make you aware of their use. During the lesson, you must be dressed in your uniform in case of late admissions parent tours happening throughout the next couple of days.

The remainder of today and tomorrow is free time with exception to your half-hour buggy introduction, with the additional exception of 14.00-14.45 on Wednesday.

There will be an assembly at 14.00 on Wednesday regarding extra-curricular activities available to you throughout the fall semester. Please note that any boarding representatives of these extra-curricular activities will be returning to the boarding house during this morning and therefore the boarding house foyer will be considerably busier between 09.00 and 11.30. Also please note that the boarding house music room is for The Dalton Academy Warblers Glee Club practise between 11.00 and 13.45, and is therefore unavailable for general use.

Your semester timetable is also now available to you. Please go to the boarding house student educational services office (see campus map) during the opening times (08.00-19.00) to collect your timetable before they close on Friday evening.

I hope you have a few relaxed days prior to weekend arrangements, as written later on in the pack. Please contact a member of staff if you have any queries about anything in your packs or if you are unsure about anything at all.

Have a great few days,

Mr. H Thornton

Your Principal

Kurt awoke to an empty room. He knew that Blaine woke up an hour earlier than their alarm but it was too bright outside for it to be before the alarm was meant to go off. Kurt pressed a button on his phone to light up the screen. It was 09.08. Their alarm was meant to go off at 08.30. Kurt sat up and looked at the alarm clock sat on the bedside table between the two beds. The alarm had been switched off. Kurt wondered if Blaine did that because he thought Kurt might want a lie in. Kurt sleepily smiled at the thought of Blane putting him into consideration, after he had sounded hesitant of an 08.30 start today.

Kurt rolled out of bed and immediately changed into some more casual clothes, not willing to go to breakfast in his pyjamas. He wore tight skinny jeans, a red and white checked shirt and a plain navy sweater, topping it off with his black and white Doc Martens Pierre boots. Next thing he did was look in the mirror and he wasn't happy with what he saw. His face was surprisingly okay, and he could actually skip the morning moisturising routine today because of just how good it looked. But his hair was far from ideal. Strands of hair were sticking out everywhere and his fringe side swept across his forehead, Kurt couldn't help but be horrified. This was the worst he had ever seen his hair after rolling out of bed in the morning. He considered briefly for it to be a metaphor for a bad day to come, but he quickly dropped that theory, realising he was just being pessimistic.

He frantically sprayed his hair, pushing it up into a quiff. He jumped when he was Blaine suddenly coming out of nowhere behind him, dropping the can of hairspray. He took a deep breath, "Blaine! What the hell?"

Blaine just smiled, "Looking good today, Hummel. Shame you're going to have to get changed for assembly."

Kurt added, "And my buggy introduction. Not long before we drive around sensibly."

Blaine's grin grew, "We?"

Kurt matched Blaine's grin, "Where would I be without my weirdo of a roommate?" Kurt paused before asking, "So, I'm assuming that you'll be hanging out with your Warbler friends now, huh? I mean, they're arriving throughout the morning and then that will be that. I'll see you in the evenings before lights out and only then."

Kurt slumped onto his bed and looked down at his feet, disappointed at the idea but knew he wasn't wrong. The bed dipped slightly and Blaine put his arm around Kurt's waist, pulling him closer, "Kurt, that won't happen. And do you know why?" Kurt shook his head, still looking down at the floor, although a little more comforted with Blaine's arm around him. Blaine continued, "Because you'll be there with me. And your McKinley friends will be too. Our friends. I want you to be a part of my life now that you're in it and my old friends returning won't change my mind. I don't know what I would have done if you weren't here with me these last couple of days but it would have been so much more boring without you, so why would I want to go back to boredom?"

Kurt looked up to find Blaine's face impossibly close to his. He thought to himself, "Kiss him! He's right there! Just take the chance and do it! What the hell are you waiting for, Hummel?! Kiss him!"

Suddenly the door swung open, causing both Kurt and Blaine to draw their faces away but Blaine kept his arm around Kurt's waist. Puck entered, rubbing his eyes, clearly still tired despite going to bed at 7 yesterday evening in order to catch up on sleep he had lost staying up laughing with Finn the first night. He stopped mid-step, his eyes flickering towards the arm around Kurt's waist and how close they appeared in general. He half-smiled, "Is this a bad time?"

Blaine shook his head, "Not at all. What's up?"

Puck replied, "Actually, I was going to tell Hummel over there that Mercedes was texting me to ask if you had died or something because you haven't been on Skype since we got here. She kinda woke me up, man. Will you please Skype her?"

Kurt nodded and wriggled out of Blaine's grasp, much to both boys' disappointments, "I will Skype her now. Got plenty of time after all."

Puck nodded sleepily, yawned and then left the room, calling behind him, "See you guys in assembly."

Blaine stared at the slightly ajar door before turning back to Kurt, who was busy turning on a laptop. Blaine asked, "Do you want me to go get some pancakes or something and bring them up here?"

Kurt smiled in response but didn't look away from the now lit-up screen, "Yes please, if you're going."

Blaine stood up and advanced towards the door, replying, "I'll be back in a second."

Before Kurt could reply, the door was closed. He was alone again, the dial tone of Skype the only noise sounding around the room. Suddenly, Mercedes face appeared on the screen, causing Kurt to jump unexpectedly at the suddenness. Mercedes greeted him, "Hey Kurt. Guessing Puck stuck to his word."

Kurt replied softly, "Yeah. He picked the wrong moment to, but hey he did stick to it. How have you been?"

"It's been so different without you, Kurt. Seriously, I had you over here or I went to yours for most of the summer and now you've almost vanished off the face of the earth."

Kurt laughed, "Ah Mercedes, I'm only about an hour away from home, and I'll be back for a fabulous weekend with you before the semester starts. I'm going to need a pampering session. I'm starting to get stress lines."

Mercedes smiled, "Agreed. The new semester is proving very stressful. We aren't all together and that sucks."

Kurt simply nodded as Mercedes looked down at her phone, a text lighting up her screen, "Puck just texted me to tell me to ask about your roommate with a winky face at the end of the text. What's going on?"

Kurt replied quietly, "I can't talk about it much. He might be back any minute, but he's my beautiful roommate who is just amazing and gay."

"Has my Kurt got a new crush?"

Kurt scoffed, "It's more than a crush. But I don't love the- red jumper of the uniform. Navy's more my colour anyway."

Blaine walked into the room with two paper plates stacked with maple syrup flooded pancakes and cutlery so they could eat. Mercedes replied, "What are you on about?"

Blaine sat down next to Kurt in camera view and asked him, "Who's your friend?"

The smile he gave after asking was adorable - Kurt's heart was melting inside but he managed to keep his cool, letting his lip twitch slightly into a loving smile. He looked between Blaine and Mercedes on-screen, "Blaine, this is Mercedes. She's the friend who wrote to the principal asking if it would be possibly to make the school co-ed even though she knew the answer would be no." Kurt paused and turned to Mercedes, "Mercedes, this is Blaine, my roommate."

Mercedes grin grew, "Hey Blaine. Kurt's told me so little about you. But then again, he hasn't spoken to me in two days."

Kurt shot back, "Well I'm sorry. I had moving day and then almost died and then had an assembly and then spent the afternoon trying to outplay the piano with this weird creature next to me"

Blaine protested, "Hey! I'm the normal one here. The rest of the world is just weird."

Mercedes raised an eyebrow, "Almost died?"

Blaine chuckled, "Kurt was just exaggerating. I was just driving too fast around campus. No biggy. I had full control."

Kurt shook his head as Blaine shoved an entire pancake into his mouth, "Sorry about him, Mercedes. Maybe I could come back online when he has to go for pre-assembly glee practise."

Mercedes nodded, "Yeah, for the best. You seem pre-occupied."

Kurt smiled endearingly, "Love you, fabulous."

Mercedes sighed, "Love ya too, Kurt."

Kurt shut the lid of the laptop, and turned to Blaine, trying desperately to stop himself from laughing as bits of pancake hung out of his roommates mouth. But he couldn't take it anymore and began to laugh hysterically. Blaine's heart did a somersault at the sound of the laughter. Could Kurt get anymore attractive?

He swallowed the pancake, taking in the laughter just a second longer before smirking, questioning, "What?"

Kurt took a deep breath in, "You're hilarious."

Blaine chuckled softly, "Well, I do try."

Kurt leant a little closer, "It's adorable."

Blaine shuffled a little closer, "Not as adorable as you."

Kurt's eyes widened slightly. Did he just hear Blaine right? His thought process didn't even have time to work it out as there was a knock on the door, an unknown voice shouting, "Knock, knock!" The door opened and a medium-height boy with olive skin, black hair and deep brown eyes stood in the doorway. He continued, "How's the Warblers leading man been doing without his friends?"

Blaine rushed up and hugged the boy, who was currently unknown to Kurt. The way in which Blaine was so quick to hug the boy made him fill with jealousy. Blaine greeted, "I've been doing great, Wes. Made new friends with the McKinley transfers. I have an inkling they are all talented. Kurt definitely is. Counter-tenor. Could be a good replacement for Josh and Tyler now that they've graduated."

Kurt beamed to himself, happy that Blaine just complimented him probably without even realising it. Of course, Kurt knew he was extremely talented, but it was something about Blaine agreeing which made him feel like he was actually accomplishing something. Wes raised an eyebrow, "Who's Kurt? He sounds intriguing."

Kurt butted in, still sitting on the bed, slightly flustered from Blaine's earlier comment, "Oh, that's me. Hi. Kurt. Blaine's roommate."

Wes nodded, "I'm Wes."

Blaine smiled at Wes, "Kurt's coming along for Warbler auditions on Monday."

There was something in Wes' eyes which made Blaine believe he could read his mind. Considering Wes knew the signs from when Blaine had a crush on him, it made it all the more easier. He grinned, his voice breaking slightly as he spoke, "Well, the more the merrier. Remember, Warbler practise downstairs at 11. Don't be late. We need to decide on a song still and Jeff told me about your text so we need to discuss some new arrangements as well."

Blaine nodded, "Yep, okay. I'll see you then."

Wes walked off down the hallway, Blaine closing the door behind so they were all alone again. He advanced back over to Kurt and knelt in front of him, Kurt still smiling slightly at what Blaine had said before. Blaine matched his smile, "Just sing Heaven and you'll be fine."

Kurt shook his head, "There are plenty of songs in my repertoire that would show my voice off better. I just had it stuck in my head yesterday so thought I might as well share it."

Blaine took Kurt's hands in his own, Kurt's grin growing at the physical contact, "Well at least let me help you choose. I want you to be a part of the Warblers because I know you'll enjoy it. I want you to have the best possible chance."

Blaine didn't make his full intentions clear. Yes, he wanted Kurt to be a part of the Warblers after hearing about how much fun he used to have in New Directions. But he was definitely looking to spend more time with Kurt and his friends from last academic year were not going to be able to tell him otherwise.

Kurt reached out for Blaine's hand, which was resting on his knee, lightly stroking his thumb against Blaine's, "I was hoping I could get your help."

Blaine grinned wider, "Well, like I said yesterday, I'm here for you, no matter what."

Blaine walked into the boarding house music room, loosening his tie a little as Kurt had tied it a little too tight but he didn't want to say anything about it as they both were in such a good mood from spending the morning with each other that he didn't care anyway. All the Warblers who had already arrived were chatting amongst themselves, a few friendly glances darting towards Blaine as he finally managed to get his tie loose enough. Within seconds, Thad, David and Wes were swarming around Blaine. David said excitedly, "Wes told us."

Blaine raised an eyebrow, "Told you what?"

Wes playfully shoved him, "You and Kurt."

Blaine shook his head and looked down, "There's nothing to tell so I don't know what you told them."

Thad mimicked Wes' shove, "So Wes didn't have to go through your ramble on how talented he supposedly is and then how flustered he got when introducing himself. You two totally have something you're hiding."

Blaine looked up and darted his eyes between the members of the Warbler council, "I need a favour."

David jumped up and down excitedly, "Anything for our leading man."

Blaine smiled nervously, "After dinner, I want to do a second Warbler performance in the foyer, but I want it to look like it's spontaneous, and I want to dedicate it to Kurt."

Wes joined in jumping up and down, "I knew it. You like him."

Thad asked nonchalantly, a lot calmer than David and Wes, "What song do you want to sing to him?"

Blaine shook his head, "Right now, we have an assembly to prepare for but we should all meet in here afterwards."

Wes walked over to the Warbler council desk and banged his gavel, yelling, "Order! Order!" The room fell silent, "Thank you. Welcome back, Warblers. Hope you all had a brilliant summer. Two points of order: firstly, I would like to thank every last one of you, boarders and non-boarders, for showing up to rehearsal and for the performance today." Wes was interrupted by applause and cheering. He banged his gavel once and the room fell silent once more, "Secondly, Warbler Blaine Anderson has a request for you all so I'm going to open the floor to him."

Blaine took a step into the middle of the room and clear his throat, "Well, I would like to extend Wes' welcome back." More applause and cheering; another bang of the gavel. Blaine cleared his throat again, "I'm going to make this simple. There's this guy, my roommate actually, who I have some... fairly strong feelings for, and I want to sing to him after dinner tonight in the foyer, so I was hoping I could enlist you all to help." There were cheers and whooping all around, even the Warbler council had joined in. Blaine raised a hand and everyone immediately fell silent, "Thank you all for the support you give me and the belief you have in me. As a sophomore, I feel honoured to be your leading man this year and I will make sure I keep up Tyler's legacy of awesomeness."

Wes smiled full-heartedly, "Thank you, Blaine. So after the assembly, can we all meet back here to help Blaine?" There were mumbles of agreement before he continued, "Excellent! Now onto the assembly. Thad, you had a song idea?"

Thad stood from his place behind the council's desk, "Last year, we started the year with 'Let It Be' by The Beatles, and we definitely did not do that justice at all. So this time around, I think we should do something a little more modern. 'Cooler Than Me' by Mike Posner."

Everyone cheered happily at the idea with Jeff yelling, "It's about freaking time, guys!"

Wes banged his gavel impatiently, "Guys, come on. We only have 2 hours 30 minutes left and we need to figure out how vocals and choreography is going to work."

The next couple of hours, The Warblers spent their rehearsal time putting their performance together, slowly becoming more and more out of breath. Blaine commented as the rehearsal came to an end, "We are completely out of practise. I mean, I don't remember rehearsals being that tiring."

Thad laughed as the Warblers all walked out of the boarding house together in order to get to the assembly on time, "That's what happens when you spend your whole summer sitting on the couch watching Project Runway, which I know for a fact you would have done."

Blaine shrugged indifferently, "Was nice to relax and- mWhoa! Who's on my back?"

A slightly high voice replied as Blaine grabbed his legs to support him, because regardless of who it was, Blaine didn't want any injuries before school even began, "Santa Claus."

Blaine grinned and tilted his head back slightly, "Nice try, Kurt."

David bounced along beside Blaine, who was now giving Kurt a piggy back, "Blaine, who's this?" He gave Blaine a knowing look but wanted to hear the name come out of his mouth.

Blaine replied, smiling slightly, "This is my roommate, Kurt. Kurt, this is David. He doesn't know when to shut up, so be careful what you say to him."

Kurt replied, "Noted. So I shouldn't tell him about how you forgot to tie your tie the past two days."

Blaine yelled, almost dropping the boy on his back, "Kurt! I thought we agreed we wouldn't talk about that to anyone!"

David bent over, laughing really hard, "How can you forget to tie a tie?"

Blaine replied nonchalantly, "Dunno. Just happened." He then quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Kurt, I'm not gonna be able to hang out after the assembly. Got more Warbler practise, but let's go to dinner at 6.30 and then hang out in our room for the rest of the evening, okay?"

Kurt responded, a hint of disappointment in his voice, "Oh. Okay. It's cool. Promise me we get after dinner together?"

Blaine replied enthusiastically, "I promise." He lifted one of his hands from holding Kurt's leg and linked his pinky with one of Kurt's, "Pinky promise."

Wes smiled at them, "Will you two stop being so cute?"

Blaine began to blush, glad that Kurt could only see the back of his head. He noticed that Kurt was nuzzling into his neck, the warmth of Kurt sending a chill down his spine. Blaine took a deep breath in before answering Wes, "No idea what you're on about."

Kurt interjected, "Two friends promising to hang out."

Blaine tilted his head to the side to look at Kurt and smiled, "Two friends promising to have a laugh."

David butted in, "Two friends doing stuff that friends wouldn't normally do."

Kurt raised an eyebrow, "Wait, what?"

Finn had caught up, raising an eyebrow himself about Kurt being on Blaine's back but then joined in David's joke, "He means that you two might engage in something which wouldn't happen between two friends."

Blaine and Kurt both shouted together, "Oh my God! Shut up!"

They were more than happy to now be walking into the main building. Blaine gently lowered Kurt's feet to the floor and gave him a pat on the shoulder, "I need to go with the Warblers backstage. But I'll come find you afterwards to quickly see you before rehearsal."

Kurt put a hand to Blaine's cheek, "Okay."

Sam coughed unsubtly, "Kiss him, Kurt."

Blaine glanced over at the surrounding group, consisting of the entire Warblers club and the majority of the McKinley transfers, except for Puck who was late because of his buggy introduction. He couldn't kiss Kurt in front of all these people. He wanted it to be special, secluded, between them and only them. So instead, Blaine patted Kurt on the shoulder, smiling weakly in desperation for the boy standing in front of him, "I need to tell you something after dinner. When we're alone."

Kurt nodded anxiously, "Whatever it is, I'll listen and I'll help you get through it."

Blaine smiled before turning to the Warblers, "Shall we?"

Thad lead the way with Blaine leaving last, briefly turning around to give Kurt one last glance and added in a wink before rushing off after his friends.

Kurt stood in the middle of the foyer, with his friends surrounding him, wondering what the hell Blaine wanted to tell him. He was completely still, frozen in shock. He could feel a pit in his stomach growing; he knew that it was going to be bad no matter what, but equally he was going to accept Blaine's decision.

The next thing he knew, he had fallen back into someone's arms, his knees too weak to support his weight. He looked up to see Sam keeping him steady, "Easy there, Hummel. Don't want to hit your head on the marble."

Kurt narrowed his eyes, "I hope you burn your tongue on dinner tonight."

Sam's eyes widened in alarm, "What the hell, man? I just stopped you from having a concussion."

Kurt replied in an annoyed tone, "So you weren't the one who told me to kiss him? You scared him off."

Finn pulled Kurt out of Sam's arms so he could stand up straight before agreeing with Kurt, "Seriously, dude, you should have just let him do his thing. It's painful to watch your stepbrother get cockblocked. Admittedly, I did it yesterday, but I've learnt." He darted his eyes between all the McKinley boys present, "Anyone caught cockblocking Kurt and Blaine in this group will have to face the cinnamon challenge."

Everyone glanced between each other, worried at the idea. Artie broke the tension, "Deal."

Finn half-smiled, "Good. Now if I'm not mistaken, it's time to go listen to people drone on about their extra-curricular activities and hear Kurt's boyfriend perform."

Kurt protested, "He's not my boyfriend."

Joe smirked, "Yet. He's not your boyfriend yet."

Kurt was almost asleep. This assembly was the most tedious thing he had ever sat through; more tedious than the Christmas Day basketball game he and his dad watched every year. The difference was that his Vogue magazine was across campus with no chance of sneaking out to go get it.

He was jolted by Mike, who was sitting next to him, causing him to open his eyes. Mike whispered, "Mr. Thornton just announced the Warblers. Do you think you can stay awake for the performance?"

Kurt nodded, sitting up from his slouched state, excited for what he was about to witness. Blaine walked onstage alone, looking like a rabbit caught in the headlights. He was nervous performing in front of all these people, Kurt could tell. They made eye contact, causing Blaine's shoulders to relax and overall calmed Blaine down. Kurt smiled at the fact that he had the ability to calm Blaine in this way even though he couldn't understand why that was. Neither boy could understand it.

Blaine spluttered out, "What's up everyone? We are The Warblers and this is 'Cooler Than Me'."

Blaine stood alone in the centre of the stage with various different Warblers using their voices to make the backing track, with a drum beat being played to help keep rhythm. Kurt sat forward, intrigued. They didn't use backing tracks here; it was mostly done by voice. Interesting.

Blaine briefly looked down to keep composure before looking up to sing:

If I could write you a song and make you fall in love,

I would already have you up under my arm.

I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this.

But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me.

You got designer shades, just to hide your face and

You wear them around like you're cooler than me.

And you never say hey, or remember my name.

It's probably cause, you think you're cooler than me.

All the Warblers started to rush onstage, adding a new and exciting dynamic to the performance, the energy increasing and everyone sitting in their seats, completely stunned by the talent. Kurt smiled to himself, only paying attention to Blaine's voice, tuning out any of the echoes or harmonies or sounds. It took him back to when he overheard Blaine singing yesterday as the same beautiful voice was singing without a stutter or crack of the voice:

You got your high brow, shoes on your feet,

And you wear them around, like they ain't sh-

But you don't know, the way that you look,

When your steps make that much noise. Shh.

Cause it sure seems, cause it sure seems

You got no doubt, that you got no doubt.

But we all seem, we all seem

We got your head in the clouds

Kurt's eyes were fixated on Blaine and the hip movements he was doing. It was frustrating him at how flawless the younger boy was acting. He needed a chance to just hold Blaine by the hips whilst passionately kissing him or something, anything. Kurt thought to himself, "Your friend. Blaine is your friend. Stop being a hormonal teenager! Why is he so flawless? It's his fault; he's the one who is- well, him."

He shook his head, paying attention on the voice more than the movements, despite the concept of doing so proving difficult:

If I could write you a song and make you fall in love,

I would already have you up under my arm.

I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this.

But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me.

You got designer shades, just to hide your face and

You wear them around like you're cooler than me.

And you never say hey, or remember my name.

It's probably cause, you think you're cooler than me.

The auditorium filled with applause and cheering. Everyone around him stood up they thought it was so good. Kurt didn't even clap. He was in complete awe of what he just watched, of how attractive he found that performance. It was not healthy having some of the thoughts he did whilst watching Blaine perform with the Warblers. But it was almost as if he couldn't help it. This crush he had was escalating fast and he knew that deep down, he would be very upset in just a few hours time when Blaine was going to tell him that they were just friends. And Kurt was almost certain that he wouldn't be able to survive without days of isolation and another school transfer. It was nice knowing Dalton whilst it lasted.

Kurt walked back to the boarding house with his McKinley friends having figured that he could catch Blaine in the foyer before he went to rehearsal. There he was, standing in the middle of the foyer, waiting for Kurt. Kurt couldn't help but run up and hug him, knowing that this could be the last time he would hug Blaine before things went downhill. Blaine chuckled, "So you liked the performance?"

Kurt replied happily, "Yeah. You were all really good." He paused to lean back slightly so he could look Blaine in the eyes whilst still hugging him, "You were the best of them all though."

Blaine could feel his heart leaping out of his chest, trying desperately to hold back a kiss for now, saving it for later. He smiled sheepishly, "Thanks. That means a lot."

Suddenly, Wes appeared from around the archway leading to the corridor which the music room was down, "Anderson, come on. We're under the same timeframe as before, so this rehearsal needs to begin."

Blaine sighed and released Kurt from the hug, Kurt reluctantly doing the same. Blaine didn't hold back the disappointed expression, sighing once more, "Meet me at the bottom of the staircase at 18.25?"

Kurt nodded, "Wouldn't miss it for the world."

And then once again, Kurt was left in the centre of a foyer, his McKinley friends watching on, this time including Puck. And this time it was Puck who caught him before walking him over to lean against a pillar. Kurt slid down it unintentionally and sat on the floor. That whole hugging episode had made him weak at the knees again. Puck, Finn and Sam all knelt down in front of him, with Joe, Mike and Artie behind them. Sam reached out to touch Kurt's shoulder but he batted it away. Finn said, concerned, "Dude, don't shut us out. I know that's what you do when you feel vulnerable, but please don't. We're wanting to help."

Kurt replied weakly, almost too quiet for anyone to hear, "You try liking a guy who you thought you had a shot with only to be told that he needs to tell you something. It's going to kill me." He started to yell a little, "He knows, Finn! He knows I like him! I can sense it! And he's going to tell me we're just friends! Then he goes and hugs me back, which is going to make everything ten times worse! Maybe for once I should be allowed to shut myself out!"

Puck replied in a deep, calm voice, "Hummel, chill. He's not going to reject you. If that hug was anything to go by, you'll be fine. Even if you end up just staying friends, it'll be fine. He seems mature enough to not make it awkward. Okay?"

Kurt nodded, returning to his quiet voice, "Okay."

Puck repeated, "Okay."

Finn's lips twitched into his trademark half smile, "It's all gonna be just fine."

Blaine and Wes walked into the boarding music room, causing everyone to fall silent, all eyes fixated on Blaine. He sighed, "I guess I have the floor then."

Wes patted him on shoulder encouragingly before walking over to a free chair and sitting down expectantly. Blaine continued a little louder than before, "As you all already know, I've met this guy who I can't stop thinking about, but I can't find the words to tell him how I feel and I want to sing to him, after dinner, today, which you've all kindly agreed to help me with which I can't thank you enough for. I'm going to dinner with him at 30 minutes past 6, so ideally you all need to come eat with us so that we're all ready to perform at 7." He paused as he looked over his shoulder where there were some people he wasn't expecting, "Why have you joined us, McKinley transfers?"

Finn replied, "You're singing to my brother, dude. Wes, David and Thad invited us. But we do plan to audition officially for the Warblers on Monday, but for now... We just wanna be a part of this."

Blaine grinned, "Okay, cool. The more the merrier, for now, and for the school year."

Puck asked impatiently, "What are we going to be singing, Anderson? It better have an obvious message. Our boy Hummel is completely clueless that you like him whilst the rest of us have known all along."

Blaine smiled, primarily at the fact that Kurt was still clueless, but also at the fact there would be more Warblers this year, "Well, thank you for joining us, guys. I appreciate it. Okay, we are going to be singing..."

Blaine stood at the bottom of the staircase watching people file into the dining hall for dinner. It was 18.32. Where was Kurt?

Suddenly, there was the sound of running footsteps coming down the stairs in amongst all the walking footsteps and chatting. Kurt reached the bottom of the stairs, a little out of breath, "Sorry I'm late. I was just redoing my hair. Got back to my room after my buggy introduction and it was so flat."

Blaine chuckled, finding Kurt fussing over his own appearance endearing, "It's fine, Kurt." He reached out and took Kurt's hand. It felt so natural. It was almost as if Kurt came to Dalton to be with Blaine. He continued, his smile growing, "Let's go eat. I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

Kurt looked down at their interlinked hand as they began to advance across the foyer towards the dining room, "Yeah, I am actually. Really sorry I made you wait."

"Will you quit apologising, Kurt?"

Kurt smiled lazily, "Sorry."

Blaine laughed, pushing one of the big wooden doors open with his free hand. He lead Kurt over to their usual table where the rest of the McKinley clan were already sitting eating, with the Warblers sitting at the surrounding table, all eyes from both groups on them. Jeff got up from his place, with two spare plates of lasagne and set them down at Blaine and Kurt's seat. Blaine patted on Jeff's shoulder as he returned to his table, "Thanks, buddy."

Jeff smiled, "Anytime, Blaine."

Kurt sat down and greeted everyone, with Blaine thumping down next to him, "Hey guys." They all smiled weirdly, causing Kurt to become suspicious, "What's going on?"

Blaine began to dig into his lasagne slice, "They're just all excited for Warbler auditions on Monday."

Joe agreed, "Yeah, we've all decided to audition. We miss glee club, man."

Everyone spent the next 30 minutes chatting and generally having a laugh, Blaine put his arm around Kurt after he had finished eating.

Blaine's eyes followed the Warblers out of the dining room. He knew they were ready to perform now. He met Finn's stare and nodded, Finn giving Puck an nudge, who gave Artie a wink. Everyone had gotten the message, including Kurt who raised an eyebrow but before he could ask what was going on, the McKinley boys began to sing:

DA, DA DA DA, DA DA DA DA DA

Kurt stood up, unable to sit with them without being embarrassed anymore. What was happening? Blaine stood up and tapped Kurt on the shoulder as he tried to walk away. Kurt turned to face him, trying hard not to blush as he knew that this song was dedicated to him. He could tell by the grin on Blaine's face and the fact he was singing directly at him:

I keep playing it inside my head, all that you said to me.

I lie awake just to convince myself, this wasn't just a dream.

Cause you were right here, and I should've taken the chance,

But I got so scared, and I lost the moment again.

It's all that I can think about, oh,

You're all that I can think about.

Blaine walked around Kurt, trying to coax him out into the foyer. Kurt jogged after him, trying to keep his cool about everything going on around him: the fact that Blaine was singing a song to him about how he was always on his mind was one thing, but the fact his friends knew about it and were joining in with Blaine made him question how he could have been so blind to the fact of the possibility of Blaine liking him back becoming a reality.

Blaine stopped in the doorway of the dining hall and took Kurt's hands, staring into his eyes. Kurt began to blush furiously as Blaine sang to him:

Is your heart taken? Is there somebody else on your mind?

I'm so sorry, I'm so confused, just tell me, am I out of time?

Is your heart breaking?

How do you feel about me now?

I can't believe I let you walk away when, when I should have kissed you.

Blaine leant slightly closer, teasing Kurt as he went in to kiss him but then, with all his willpower, pulled away and walked over to the Warblers who were smiling as they created harmonies and ad libs and runs to some notes. The McKinley students ran out from behind Kurt, who stayed standing in the doorway in complete shock, and joined the Warblers in their formation. Artie stayed beside Kurt, sitting smiling up at the blushing boy as he watched on. Blaine winked at Kurt as he turned around to finish his walk to the centre of the foyer backwards so he could continue to sing to Kurt and make eye contact at the same time:

Every morning when I leave my house, I always look for you, yeah.

I see you every time I close my eyes, what am I gonna do?

And all my friends say, that I'm punching over my weight,

But in your eyes, I saw how you were looking at me.

It's all that I can think about, oh,

You're all that I can think about.

Is your heart taken? Is there somebody else on your mind?

I'm so sorry, I'm so confused just tell me, am I out of time?

Is your heart breaking?

How do you feel about me now?

I can't believe I let you walk away when, when I should have kissed you.

Artie slowly wheeled over next to Blaine, giving him a high-five as he turned around, even though Blaine's eyes were fixated on Kurt. Kurt was not sure if he should begin walking towards Blaine or not, but he knew that a kiss was inevitable at the end of this song. Neither of them could deny each other that considering it was clear that they both wanted it. Sam took a step forward to join Blaine and Artie as the three of them sang together for an extra dimension to the reprise of the song:

When you stood there, just a heartbeat away,

When we were dancing, and you looked up at me.

If I had known then, that I'd be feeling this way,

If I could replay, I would have never let you go.

No, oh, never have let you go,

Kurt began to slowly take a couple of steps forward, his heart pounding like it never had before. This guy actually liked him. This guy was wanting to be with him. He didn't care that they had only known each other for a couple of days, and that this could appeared rushed, because it felt so right, and it had become obvious that it felt right to Blaine too, which only confirmed that this was meant to happen. Kurt had been a big believer in fate since his mum died, knowing that everything happens for a reason, considering the past helps to mould your future. Maybe Figgins suggesting this school for him happened so he could find Blaine. Or maybe it was just coincidence. At this point, it didn't matter to Kurt. What mattered was Blaine was singing to him a song about wanting to get together and Kurt was ecstatic about it happening. Blaine now sung on his own, Sam and Artie dropping back to join in with the Warblers' harmonising once more:

Am I out of time?

Is your heart taken? Is there somebody else on your mind?

I'm so sorry, I'm so confused just tell me, am I out of time?

Is your heart breaking?

How do you feel about me now?

I can't believe I let you walk away when, when I should have kissed you

Blaine began to walk closer to Kurt in excitement, giving Kurt the signal that the song was about to come to an end:

I should, I should oh, I should have kissed you

I should, I should oh, I should have kissed you

I should, I should oh, I should have kissed you

I should, I should oh, I should have kissed you

I should have kissed you

The Warblers and McKinley clan dispersed in any direction they could, pretending as if they were leaving to return to their rooms or to hang out in any of the public lounges, but they all lingered at the edges of the foyer to watch the scene to unfold.

Blaine stood with the front of his shoes touching the tips of Kurt's. He was a little out of breath from the singing and the choreography combined, so he spoke with laboured breaths, "Every... word of that... song has been... my thoughts... since I met you."

Kurt placed his hand on Blaine's cheek, exactly as he did in the main building foyer. He smiled wider than he could remember ever doing so, "Blaine, I- I want to. I do want to kiss you, because I do like you, and I've been having these thoughts too. Can we just not do this here, with everyone watching?"

Blaine took a deep breath in before looking over at The Warblers, yelling, "You lot! Get out of here! This is a private moment!"

This time everyone really did leave the foyer and from what Kurt and Blaine could tell, there were no signs of them waiting around any corners or just out of sight on the staircase. Blaine turned back to Kurt, talking in a quieter tone, "Kurt, I don't know what it is or why I feel like I do, but I just think you're an amazing guy who I haven't been able to stop thinking about since you stood on my foot."

Kurt bowed his head, laughing, "I'm still really sorry about that."

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, "The point I'm making is, all the compliments, every touch, every moment, they've all meant a lot to me and now that you're in my life, I wouldn't trade you for the world. I want to be with you, Kurt. Plain and simple. I want to be able to look over at you when we're in a lesson together or when we are sitting apart for some strange reason, knowing that you'll look back over at me and smile because you feel the way I do and- Oh my god! I'm rambling aren't I?"

Kurt nodded, "Yeah, just a little."

Blaine bowed his head and shook it before looking back up to re-engage in the eye contact he had managed to hold the entire time he was talking, "So what do you wanna do about it?"

Kurt smiled and slowly slid his arms around Blaine's neck, "Well, let's see, I could ignore the situation but that wouldn't be fair on anyone, so instead, I thi-"

Blaine couldn't take it anymore. He leant in further, causing Kurt to stop mid-sentence, and tilted his head slightly, a whisper grazing Kurt's lips, "You ready?"

Kurt nodded and leant in closer himself, their lips just a millimetre away from touching.

What happened next was fuzzy in Kurt's mind. He felt Blaine's lips now touching his own. They were kissing. But it didn't feel like anything normal; like any of the experiences Finn has recounted to him about kissing Rachel. There was a spark: fireworks were going off in his head as their lips moved perfectly in sync, as if each other's lips were made to kiss each other. Kurt could tell he would be breathless when they found the strength to pull away, but right now having Blaine kiss him was all he needed. Forget air. It was as if this kiss was his life support.

Blaine's mental state wasn't much better. He felt the spark too as a wave of emotion overflowed his mind. He was feeling a lot happier than just being in Kurt's presence. This was a new kind of happiness he had never experienced and he didn't want it to stop. His mind was chanting at him, "You're kissing Kurt! You're kissing him! Never let it stop!"

Both boys knew that they would have to stop for air, much to their disappointment. Blaine was the one to break apart, taking a minute to catch his breath once more. He managed to say weakly, "Wow."

Kurt's eyes were suddenly filling with tears. Blaine asked, panicked, "Kurt, what's wrong? Is that not what you wanted? You said you were ready. I shou- did I pressure you into it because I sang to you? Oh my god! I'm so sorry. I-" He paused at Kurt's chuckling before raising an eyebrow, "What's going on?"

Kurt tightened his grip slightly around Blaine's neck, "I'm crying because I'm so happy. These are happy tears, Blaine. Happy tears. Of course I wanted that. In fact, I wouldn't mind if it happened again."

Blaine teased, "Is that your way of asking me to kiss you again?"

Kurt nodded, unable to gather up any more words than what he had already said. Blaine Anderson had just kissed him. And now, Blaine was leaning in for another kiss. Kurt tilted his head down a little so that Blaine wouldn't have to reach up too much in order for their lips to meet. As their lips touched, the mood was a little different to before. It was still a soft gentle kiss, but there was hints of desire and longing as Blaine took Kurt's bottom lip fully in between his own. He was trying so desperately not to slip his tongue into Kurt's mouth, trying to take things slow now that he knew where the two of them stood. But equally, Blaine also had no desire to pull away again.

This time, it was Kurt who pulled away, pressing his forehead against Blaine's as he did. He grinned widely, questioning, "But why me, Blaine?"

Blaine responded, matching Kurt's grin as he did, "I'm going to be honest with you. I don't know. All I know is that you're different to everyone else, in a good way obviously, and I just know that I need this, I need you. I don't know why. I just do. What about me? Why me?"

Kurt sighed, "Gorgeous goofballs are just my type."

Blaine raised an eyebrow, "Gorgeous?"

"Oh my god! Can you not see it? Whenever you look in the mirror, are you just immune to your own gorgeousness?"

Blaine leant in again, his lips ghosting over Kurt's, "If you think I'm gorgeous, then you should take a look at yourself."

Before Kurt could reply, Blaine pressed his lips against Kurt's once more, leaving Kurt completely lost in the entire situation to even formulate an answer. After years of bullying and teasing because of his sexuality, Kurt had finally found his escape, even if he was unaware of what was to come.

Dear Journal,

I kissed him. I could die happy right now.

It was nothing like I had ever experienced before. Yeah, that was that one time when I kissed Jamie in middle school, but kissing Kurt was a whole new kind of perfection. I'm speechless. There are no words for how happy I am.

It was brilliant. No way of denying it. I sang to him, and the Warblers helped (the Warblers are back from summer vacation now by the way) and so did his friends, and it was just perfect. The feeling of unity is back, and there is happiness in the air.

It was when it was just me and him in the foyer that really made my day. Just him standing there in my arms and me in his, it was surreal.

Okay, I need to say goodnight to him. Might try and steal another kiss. It's like a drug to me now. I'm addicted. And spending a lot of this evening kissing him is proof enough.

- Blaine

Dear Journal,

Finally spoke to Mercedes today. Missing her lots. She seems to be getting on well without me though. We spoke twice today actually. First time, Blaine was acting like a goofball, so I had to wait until he left for Warblers practise. I skyped her back and told her everything: everything about my feelings for Blaine and everything about Dalton so far. I told her I love it here, but I also told her that I miss McKinley being open and everyone still being together. I miss her fabulousness. I miss Rachel's craziness; Santana's bitchy truthfulness; Brittany's enthusiasm; Tina's cheerfulness; Quinn's elegancy; Sugar's openness; Rory's willingness; Oh and Mr Schue's dedication. I'm just glad I have the others with me, otherwise I'm pretty sure I would have gone against Figgins' advice and joined them all at West Lima High.

But I'm happy to be here, despite all that. I mean, I met Blaine. I met a guy. Okay yeah, I might have met a guy at any other school in Ohio, but I met THE guy. I met the guy who makes my heart flutter from one simple glance. Maybe it's just exciting because I'm able to act upon my sexuality here without anyone batting an eyelid. Yep, that's definitely it. I think...

I'm still trying to figure out how to put my thoughts of this evening into words. To start, my hair flattened during my buggy lesson. I burst into tears it looked so bad. Seriously, it was like someone draped a hairy blanket over my head. It was just horrible. But that wasn't what was the main event of the evening.

I sort of... I might have... He kissed me. He gave me my first kiss. It was magic. I didn't want it to end. I was breathless. I was speechless. I was almost sure I had died and gone to heaven. I'm not sure it even happened. I'm in too much shock to comprehend it right now. I need time for it to sink in. It doesn't help I spent all evening sitting super close to him, and maybe sneaking in a few kisses here and there.

Do I think we're going too fast? Maybe. But it feels right to. My dad might have something to say about how quickly I rushed into this, and granted he might be right, but it's not like we're going out... Yet. Oh god, I hope he asks me out, or I find the courage to ask him. S basically, I hope he asks me out... And soon.

Oh, he's shutting his journal. He's looking over at me. He's coming over. I think I'm done writing today.

- Kurt

A/N: Once again, I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. I enjoyed writing it certainly; I've enjoyed writing the entire fanfic :) Please review and let me know how to improve, because I want to make it the best I possibly can :) First song was 'Cooler Than Me' by Mike Posner - watch?v=Rq-nBujdb4I (add to youtube . com url). Second song was 'I Should Have Kissed You' by One Direction - watch?v=fjMUd_6aHNs (add to youtube . com url). I'll update as soon as I can. Sorry about the wait for this one.