A/N: Thank you for all those alerts, friends! I guess there really are people reading this. :) Pretty awesome...!

"Morning, Jacques. How was your first night at Dalton?"

"Well Blaine, since I've been waiting for you for more than 15 minutes, I wouldn't really call this a good morning. But anyways… my night was just fine. Not sure about my roommate though. I don't understand how we are not offered single rooms for that horrendous tuition."

"Some people think it's a good thing to live in a more social environment. And having a roommate qualifies as that. Have you had anything to eat while I kept you waiting?"

Blaine glanced over to his friends, hoping to be able to sit down for a while and catch up.

"Yes indeed, I have. And I was hoping we could wrap this up quickly. I need you to show me to the library. I have things to do, you know."

"Oh I'm sure you do. Let me just grab something to eat and then I'll drop you off."

"Aren't you going to stay and show me to my class afterwards? I sure don't want to get lost on my first day."

"…. Fine. Yeah, I will. Will you hold on for a second please? I'll be right back."

"Man, it looks like that dude is one annoying brat." Wes pointed out after watching their encounter from their table.

"Yeah…he does."

David worriedly watched Blaine as he walked through the dining hall and towards something edible. When his roommate looked up from the floor and in their direction he waved and smiled at him, which Blaine returned.

"I told him to meet us later. I think he got that I was serious."

"Ok cool. Maybe we'll get through to him. At least a little."

Soon Blaine disappeared with Jacques and Kurt joined them before classes. He was jubilant almost jumping up and down when he arrived.

"Hey guys… Amazing morning to you! Isn't it beautiful outside? The birds are singing and the flowers are starting to come out. Ah – how I love spring,"

"It's still only February, you know - and I highly doubt you can really see any flowers. I mean with all that ice still everywhere."

Wes started, but when Kurt shot him a questioning (or maybe threatening) look he added:

"But it is pretty awesome that you're in such a good mood. How did that happen? Scored a fun concert ticket or something? VIP seats for Lady Gaga?"

"Nothing like that. I just have these moments sometimes, when I realize that life is good. I think I got used to being constantly scared or worried that I forgot how that feels like. I mean, just you guys being here this morning or Blaine last night – it's just really great. And a couple minutes ago Mr. Walden told me that they're doing 'A midsummer night's dream' and that he wants me to play Puck. I don't even have to audition for it. Plus: He's planning on adding songs and all that. Dalton really does have its perks, not being worried about a bunch of boys singing and dancing on stage like that."

"Congrats Kurt. That's awesome."

Both, David and Wes, responded.

Kurt really had come a long way. From that new kid, who had a hard time adapting and missing his family to this Kurt – integrated with the Warblers, missed and often visited by his old and cherished by his new friends, and apparently now even sought after actor.

Kurt was on top of the world.

He couldn't believe his luck when had approached him in the hallway, handed him his script and welcomed him on board. Life was coming together and he loved it.

Great friends, a healthy family at home and success with pretty much everything he believed in. He couldn't even really bother that it wasn't Blaine who heard the news first, because he was busy chaperoning Jacques. He would just find him later. And he did – sometime in between classes.

Blaine had just dropped the new boy off and was rushing to his next class, when Kurt caught up with him. He shared the excitement over the play and especially his part and offered to study lines with him, whenever Kurt felt it necessary.

"That's the least I can do, after all your help last night." Blaine smiled at him, before they separated for class.

Classes went by in rush for Blaine.

Between every class he had to make sure to pick up and drop off Jacques who refused to even try to find his own way around the school. Letting him know, that he had plans in the afternoon didn't go over that well either and so he had stomped off with a huff.

Blaine felt weird.

With being so busy all day he didn't realize how tired he still was, but now, walking to the dorms he felt like he somehow hit an invisible brick wall of exhaustion.

Maybe Wes and David would go easy on him and he would have a chance to take a nap. Or maybe eat some fruit or drink a gallon of water – all those things that are supposed to be healthy and helpful to a good or at least working immune system. Although the sun had started to come out, he was cold. Freezing cold actually. He was already looking forward to that super comfy blanket his grandmother had mailed to him for Christmas.

With everything going on Blaine had trouble winding down. His mind was constantly occupied with various tasks, to-do-lists and Warbler duties; and it was hard to file everything away for later, when deadlines were coming up and time was running out. At least he would get a break from Jacques – even if it was just for a few hours.

The other boy had been demanding and downright annoying and he was seriously lacking on the social skills area. Blaine would have to meet up with him later for some actual tutoring and Blaine shuddered just thinking about it. Jacques had made it very clear, that he thought he was superior in anything academic (and most other things) and that it probably would get horrible to convince him otherwise and even get him to learn something.

Standing in front of his door, Blaine inhaled deeply and exhaled very slowly and controlled. He started to get nervous as he really wasn't sure what to expect. Would he get yelled at? Was David mad at him for waking him up? Did he screw up on some Warbler assignment?

He would just have to suck it up and see what was going on before panicking.

David and Wes were sitting on his roommate's bed in a quiet conversation when Blaine entered. They both looked up and smiled at him. What exactly did he see in their faces? Maybe something between relief, sadness and maybe anger? He wasn't sure.