Hey Guys! Here's the second installment :) ..almost a month late..

Also, this chapter is a bit longer than the first *cheers* but it's still not that long :( I promise they'll get longer when I get into the swing of things! Feedback would be great! Much Love!

Chapter Two

The subsequent few days saw Kurt and Blaine spending almost every moment together. Kurt was having the holiday of a lifetime – he had finally found a friend who seemed to enjoy playing the same games as him, who talked to him, who was actually nice to him. The children at school back in Lima weren't like that. Most children completely ignored him, as if he didn't exist, as if he were insignificant. They totally isolated him, causing him to be alone at recess and alone in class, with no one to talk to–no one to play with. However, Kurt learned to live with this. He was wise for his ten years and realized that when you're different - when you're special - you just have to get used to being alone. And even though no child should be left out and isolated, Kurt was able to understand that they were ignorant and, even though it often pained him to watch other kids together while he was left alone, he just told himself over and over again not to let it get to him. And it often didn't.

It was the ones that didn't leave him alone that got to him. The ones that were mean to him and made fun of him when he pretended to be a princess out of one of his favorite Disney movies; the ones that called him names and told him he was weird; the ones that laughed at him when he cried for days after his Mom died; the ones that told him again and again that no one would ever want to be his friend, that he would always be alone. Well, they were wrongbecause now he did have a friend. Blaine was his friend.

A week had passed since Kurt and Blaine had met. They had established a routine: Kurt and his Dad would walk to Blaine's hotel every morning and wait for him outside until he walked out to meet them. They would make their way to the beach and, when they got there, Burt would set up his sun lounger and read all day, burning alive. Meanwhile the two boys would play in the sand near the sea, nattering on about pointless, little things while creating sandcastles. They would play mermaids and princesses (a game that Kurt had invented and introduced to Blaine) and occasionally swim in the sea. After many hours had passed, they would walk back to Blaine's hotel. Kurt and Blaine would say goodbye, often with a hug, and Blaine would whisper 'til next time.'

Kurt made his way through the familiar street on his way to pick up Blaine. Although this time he was alone as Burt had to stay behind at the hotel due to sunstroke. Kurt knew that his dad had what was coming to him;after all, despite Kurt's warnings, he'd been sunbathing in Miami for hours on end without sun-block.

Kurt reached the hotel and sat on the little post outside, waiting for Blaine as he had done for the past week. It was almost 10am, the time in which they had agreed to meet every day, and he knew that Blaine would be out any minute. Kurt had a towel draped on his shoulder and held a bag with a variety of beach toys inside, including the new pink crab sand toy he and his Dad had bought from the hotel shop after returning from the beach the previous day. Kurt had noticed that Blaine didn't seem to own any toys for the beach - he never brought anything with him save for a small towel in case they decided to go in the sea. Kurt was also aware of the fact that Blaine didn't know how to play very many games. In actual fact, he didn't know how to play any at all and Kurt had to teach him (even though Kurt had never had anyone to play with, except for his dad when he wasn't too busy with the shop, he still had toys and often made up games of his own.)

Kurt was pulled out of his thoughts when the short, curly-haired boy stepped out of the hotel's revolving doors and made his way over to him.

"Hey, Kurt!" Blaine cried, greeting him with extended arms and a huge grin on his face.

Kurt accepted the hug and squeezed back.

"Hi!" He squeaked "I was beginning to think you weren't gonna come, it's almost 10:05!" Kurt informed him, although the grin on his face reflected Blaine's.

"Sorry, my Mom wanted me to do some math before I went out. 'Though we're on vacation, Mom still makes me practice every day...I had to recite my seventeen times table." Blaine replied, shrugging.

"Seventeen times table?" Kurt cried, mouth wide open "We've only just learnt our sixes at school...and I didn't even know you had to learn past the twelve times table."

Blaine's grin transformed into a sort of sad smile.

"I don't go to a normal school." He mumbled "Well, I don't go to a school at all actually. Mom and Dad got me a teacher that comes to our house, so I have school at home. They say I'll learn better if I'm taught on my own instead of in a class, but really it makes me sad. It's why I don't have any friends." Blaine sighed.

"I'm your friend!" Kurt replied hastily but made sure he sounded reassuring. Despite wanting to know more about Blaine's school-life, he decided that now was not the time. "And, to be honest, you're the best friend I've ever had!" Kurt smiled softly "And I only met you last week!"

Blaine smiled. "Yeah, same" He replied, looking bashful.

Kurt beamed. "C'mon let's go"

He reached over to take Blaine's hand. The action took Blaine by surprise at first but he soon found himself smirking and squeezing Kurt's hand back. They strolled down the street along to the beach, hands clasped and arms swinging between them. Sure, it was cliché and they found themselves getting a few odd glances, but at this moment Kurt couldn't care less. And surely the mirrored smile on Blaine's face meant that the feeling was mutual.

Y'all catch my lil glee reference in the first paragraph? ;)

Thank you for reading! Reviews are always much appreciated! :)