Home: Dalton Academy
Chapter two
So I hope you all enjoy this chapter and don't worries Blaine will eventually loosen up: P
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Blaine led Kurt out of the heads office and into the corridor before turning to him and smiling fakely "Blaine is the name as you have just gathered and welcome to Dalton Academy. As you can see we are a school of high prestige and we appreciate if you follow the school codes correctly or it will result in a severe punishment. The school operates on a no bullying policy so if there is any funny business you must report it immediately or if found you are the bully it will result in immediate expulsion. Any questions?"
"Urmm no" Kurt said questioningly trying to register what had just been said to him, his mind became a whur of things to remember
"Good now follow me" Blaine turned on his heels and gulped. His voice was piercing and cut thorough the silence of the air, it was almost angelic and he barely knew this Kurt boy. His stunning good looks and voice was going to be a challenge for Blaine and he knew it, it makes matters worse as he has to share a room with this boy.
He continued down the corridor with Kurt at his side. He seemed to be marvelling the hand painted antique wall finishing and the polished chandeliers that hung gracefully from the ceiling overpowering the hallway with light and the soft tinkling noise they made when someone walked through the many heavy doors. They passed many hallways, the only thing about Dalton was all the hallways looked the same, none had any form of individuality to them, and they just were like a stereotypical manor house in England apart from the loud chatter and sometimes a shout echoing around them escaping from classrooms.
This was different to McKinley; there were no lockers, horrible plastic floor that squeaked when you walked on it, no posters and notice boards. Just plain and simple elegant wooden floors and big plush chairs lining the halls like he had seen earlier in the heads office. They had come to the end of a hallway and Blaine pushed open a door leading to a courtyard that had high walls and a fountain in the middle.
"This is our quiet study zone" he explained "This is where we go to reflect, chill, hang out with friends and just relax in general. No noise though. It's called the quiet study zone for a reason you know" he grunted leading Kurt outside and walking around the fountain
"It's like a palace"
"Hmm you will get used to It new kid. Look let's get your stuff and I will take you to your room and then I am heading back to class. Understood?"
"But I thought you were to say and look after me?"
"I don't do new kids okay?" Blaine growled at him fiercely "You will be nothing but a distraction to me this year, scampering around getting lost and crying for me. Oh Blaine where are you I am so dreadfully lost and oh Blaine can you wipe my arse please? I'm new here you see. The answer is no so please don't you dare come after me"
Kurt just nodded not wanting to get on the bad side of this strange mysterious but yet so attractive boy. There was something about the way he walked and they way his head was always swept upwards in a manner that was not stuck up but showed and radiated confidence. He was stunning and breathtakingly beautiful; Kurt had never seen anyone like this before.
He was also very fake, the overall dapper appearance and extreme manners was a just a game to distract everyone from the fact he was just a total idiot, stuck up with a dreadful attitude towards Kurt. He was not a nice person at all, the way he greeted him and his parents and Mr. King was just some stupid game to probably earn him some more credits or to become some form of house prefect.
They were once again walking through the courtyard but dragging two Gucci suitcases, one large Prada carryon bag and several boxes filled with Kurt's belongings. Hey went through the narrow archway at the corner of the courtyard and stopped. It was truly a breathtaking school, there were 3 large outhouses, that looked like mini versions of the main building but they all had their own architected designs that defined the three houses. One had great twirling patters round each window frame; another had flower details running up the brick work that twirled round windows and the main doorway and finally the last house that looked shabbier than the rest, but equally as crafted and beautiful as the others had slightly different shades of bricks that made the building look like someone had collaged over the building with paints.
"At Dalton, we have 3 different dorm houses, Wotton, Kissok and Hawtree." Blaine angrily thrust his finger in each direction of the buildings as he said their names, still obviously worked up at Kurt from the outburst earlier "Wooten is for the over achievers, the nerds as you may call them. The entire army computer wizards live there, they have their own library, computer suites and lounge as well as the rest of what interests them. Kissok is where the sports men live, nothing interesting going on there apart from the sports lounge theatre, where they watch whatever boring sport is on and Hawtree is for all those who participate in the arts programs. It is a mostly fun and lively house and the best on campus in my opinion although we are not the best behaved we seem to have high drive and motivation to succeed and most of the time we do. The students who do not fit into these categories are just mixed in with the rest of us, not such a good idea when you find out that if you don't belong in a category you don't fit in."
"It is truly beautiful" Kurt breathed in again staring at the houses contently wondering if there was any room in the beautiful coloured brick house with the artists and talented performers; it was where he was destined to be.
"Yeah, it's alright." Blaine replied bluntly Now you have been assigned to Hawtree with me, we will be sharing a dorm room and because Mr. King has heard about your past and due to the fact you were in a glee club, but we call it show choir here, you will audition for the warblers."
"The warblers? Is that some kind of bird club?"
"You do mock us sir!" Blaine cried loudly throwing his hands up in the air "The warblers are a dignified group of young singers; we compete in competitions and win trophies. We do not watch birds, we sing like them. We are like a chorus of thousands of birds only better and highly polite dapper gentlemen"
Kurt snorted inside at the thought of 'boys chirping like birds' and being 'highly dapper and polite'. If this Blaine was anything to go by then Dalton really was a bum, so much for the whole bullying threat from him earlier "I am terribly sorry to insult you but with a name like..."
"Okay be quiet now, you are starting to anger me" He picked up the two suitcases and stormed towards the artistic building.
Inside was even more beautiful than the out; the halls were painted and decked in old antiques that looked like they would fall and smash into thousands of pieces if you would as much breathe on them. The hall ways were carpeted in a deep blue with gold and silver stripes, almost like the piping on the hideous blazers they had to wear.
A chandelier hung in the entrance hall with swooping staircases to the right and left of two huge double doors.
"Through there is the common room, study area and communal kitchen" Blaine sighed struggling with the huge suitcases "now follow me, and make sure you remember where you are going. I do not want to have to come and find you when you get lost"
"Okay" Kurt mumbled under his breath feeling that he had caused enough trouble with Blaine already. They walked down a long passage hall and then took a left before taking a right and standing in front of a door.
"Where are all the other rooms?" Kurt asked softly
"Well, being nearly a perfect student you get privileges, and with privileges comes rewards and with rewards comes luxury accommodation. You are lucky I agreed to share with you, even my own friends begged me but I was trying to hold onto my room"
"Thank you"
"For what?"
"Helping me, I am sorry I insulted the warblers and managed to get in your way, distract you from your learning and be an overall nuisance"
Blaine just grunted before swiping his key card in the lock and pushing the door open fully to reveal a room that was big enough to be the lower floor of Kurt's humble home. To one side of the room a king size bed stood with clean and crisp white sheets on, a table dedicated to photo frames ranging from A3 pictures to the tiniest of thumbnails and a huge poster of RENT. There was a study desk with a Mac book and iPod dock resting on its side as if it had been knocked over in a rage, a built in bookshelf on the wall filled to the brim with literature from Shakespeare to modern crime classics.
In the middle of the room stood a coffee table and two leather sofas with colourful rigs thrown on top of them and the table stacked high with papers and what looked like magazines of some sort. A widescreen TV hung from the wall complete with a blu ray player and a glass cabinet full of DVDs. There was also a stereo in the corner piled high with vinyl records from years of collecting and a closet that would rival Kurt's back home, it was a perfect mixture of the old and new.
"Your side is over there" Blaine gestured to the bed in the far corner of the room. "I moved it over earlier so you would have more room to move about, but do what you like with it as long as you do not touch any of my things, you will be okay. Understand?"
"Understood"
"Now I'm going back to class" and with that Blaine swept out of the room gracefully how a dancer should and closed the door gently behind him.
Kurt gazed around the room in awe, it was just too much to take it, yet Kurt seemed right at home in the dorm with this strange boy that was meant to be nice. He begun to make himself at home by putting up his Broadway playbills still in their frames, a picture of his mother and Burt when they were young was set on his study desk in the corner along with a picture of Finn, Carole and his dad and lastly a picture of his old glee club.
He unpacked his clothes into his closet in order of season, colour and designer before arranging his shoe collection, stacking his CD's and DVD's on his bookshelves along with his scripts of his favourite plays.
He rested his laptop on the desk alongside the pictures of his family and friends before collapsing on his bed, it would be awkward at first he thought to himself quietly, Blaine would soon come around and maybe he will be at least a tad bit welcoming to me. He felt his eyes get heavy before drifting into a deep sleep...
"No!" Blaine shouted from outside his dorm room "You are NOT coming inside my room, whatever you say the answer is no" he stood defensively with his arms crossed in front of his door attempting to barricade his door from a noisy group of his friends. Jeff, Nick, Wes and David stood there all pleading with him, they desperately wanted to see this new boy and they would force their way in if they had to.
"Why not Blaine? I was the once that convinced you to" Wes protested
"You Wesley did NOT convince me to do anything. In fact no one did and some new kid is probably in there messing up my room, sorting through my stuff, looking at my plays and secret plans I have crafted out all because of you!" Blaine jabbed his finger at Wes' chest angrily
"Well if you will ever decide to be more welcoming!" Wes shouted back at him
"Oh boy here we go again..." David whispered to Jeff and Nick who stood with their mouths wide open. Blaine had never behaved like this ever
"Don't you push this on me Wesley, you were the one who wanted me to share in the first place and boy I was happy on my own until you turned up and changed everything!"
"Well isn't over here getting stressed. You know I do recall YOU MOVING HERE TO MY SCHOOL TO RUN FROM STUPID BULLIES AND WELL WHAT DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE NOT BEING WELCOMING TOWATRDS OUR NEW DORM MATE AND CLASS BUDDY. NOT LIKE WE WERE, WE WERE ALL ACEEPTING OF YOU WHEN YOU CAME, WE LISTEND AND UNDERSTOOD YOUR PROBLEMS AND HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT THAT POOR BOY IN THERE" Wes pointed towards the door "HAS NOT GOT PROBLEMS!"
The door opened a crack and Kurt popped his head out wearily to look where all the noise was coming from "I heard shouting, it woke me from my nap? Is everything okay here?"
"No in fact" Blaine spun around on his heels and glared at Kurt, their faces almost touching "This is your entire fault" Blaine stormed off down the corridor and let out an angry scream behind him.
"Well" Wes nervously chucked "Welcome to Dalton and of course Hawtree House!"