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Chapter three

Wes, David, nick and Jeff all sat on the leather sofas in the middle of the room awkwardly while Kurt told them everything that happened between him and Blaine earlier. He was deeply hurt by Blaine's antics today and he barley even knew the boy, but he has made it clear that Kurt was not to befriend him and instead stay out of his way at all costs.
It was like being back at McKinley again where everyone turned against him, ignored his presence and just forgot about him, even the glee club who were meant to be his friends. Kurt had enough and be thought the safe haven of Dalton Academy would be suitable with it's safe Walls and no bullying policy but that had not shown at all today.
"Kurt, we are so sorry about Blaine. He is never like this with anyone and we are sorry he made you feel so unwelcome. We are truly ashamed to call him a fellow warbler or even friend at the moment, he needs to get out of his own head and not just concentrate on himself but the feelings of others around him too!"
"Thank you for your concern everyone but I am starting to feel slightly unwell"
"do you need to see the nurse? We will take you there if you like" Jeff piped up. His voice full of concern but also eagerness
"no, I think I just need to sleep it off. After all classes begin again tomorrow and I need to settle in a bit"
"well if you are sure Kurt" David smiled "we are just down the hallway if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. Room 21 is me and Wes" he pointed to the oriental boy to clarify his name "and 22 for Jeff and Nick over here"
"thank you" Kurt managed. Weak smile before leading to boys out "you have been most welcoming" before closing the door on them.
Kurt got changed in his pyjamas and lay in his bead staring at be ceiling wondering what his dad was doing right now. Probably watching some game of TV or telling Finn to help his mother in the kitchen before playing Xbox games; was his father still eating healthily of had that just gone out the window because Kurt left ?
Was Carole okay looking after the two boys on her own? Kurt let his thoughts wonder and they made him well up at thought of his warm, cosy and loving home. He wished he could be there; get away from this Blaine kid. At times like this he often wished for his mother Elizabeth to be alive as she always gave the best advice in times like this no matter how big or small the problem was she would sit and listen to Kurt pour his heart out. He was always thankful for the time he had with his mother when he was a child, but deeply wished that he could of had more time with her.
His thoughts were interrupted by the door opening and a beam of light from the hallway shone into the room illuminating his bed. He heard the shuffle of Blaine as he fumbled around in the darkness trying to get changed, Kurt just rolled over to ignore him a settled back to sleep.

Blaine was awoken the next day by a loud noise that came from the other side of the room. It sounds like someone had fallen out of bed, which was strange as no one was in the spare bed, until he realised the new kid Kurtis or whatever his name was in there. He moaned loudly before running his hands through his hair and reaching for the light beside his bedside table and flicking he switch on, only to discover newbie had fallen out of bed and was half on and off the bed. "What an idiot" he grumbled under his death before padding soundlessly over to were Kurt was sleeping. Blaine decided to investigate this new boy and ran his hands over his cd collection and books, interesting choices: pride and prejudice, Romeo and Juliet, twilight hmmm all romance novels he thought before pausing to stare intently at a frame picture that was different from the others. The frame was clear glass and had soft metal detail on it that looked like vines off a tree twirling round the image holder. Small and delicate pink flowers branded off the vines and formed a live heart formation before tailing downwards to a glass butterfly in pink crystals and delicate pale pearls.
The frame held a picture of two people in their late 20's smiling happily at the camera. He recognised the man from earlier, Kurt's dad but the woman seemed strange and unfamiliar, she certainly was not in the office yesterday with him. She had piercing blue and green eyes like Kurt and strong feature wig long tumbling brown hair that fell in her face, she was a beautiful woman and Blaine could not help but wonder who she was.

"what are you doing touching that?" a voice came from behind him so Blaine stepped away and raise his hands in the air almost to surrender
"geez calm down, I was just taking a look"
"Were you now? After you told me not to touch your stuff! I respected your wishes Blaine and still you abuse the rule and run your hands" he stomped his foot down in protest "over my prize belongings? I don't think so"
"Don't get cocky with me Hummelina I was just looking and besides you woke me up with your dramatic bed rolling this morning. I have every right to be angry, get ready for school, collect your books and we are going to eat breakfast"
"it's Hummel. Kurt Hummel okay?"
"Whatever Kurtis" Blaine rolled his eyes in disinterest at Kurt's statement "I would not care if your name was Gareth or Ralf just get ready we are already two minutes late and for me that is bad." He sighed before going to gel his hair down into his usual doo "told you, distraction" he muttered to himself as he scraped his hair down to his head that protested as usual
"you need help with that?"
"what would you know anyway snapped back at Kurt
"a lot actually" Kurt raised his voice before grabbing the gel pot and some balm he used in his hair when it was a complete mess. He styled, brushed, smoothed and tamed Blaine's wild hair down un till
It was sleek and neatly styled, Kurt almost thought he saw a smile flash across Blaine's face in delight at his new improved hair but it soon turned to a scowl he realised Kurt was being remotely nice him "put the products back on the table" Blaine said "and step away from me. Don't touch my hair again. Understood?"
Kurt nodded before walking to his see of the room again and plonked hopelessly down on his revision desk chair. He had a plan forming in his head and he was going to kill Blaine with kindness no matter what was thrown at him.

He stumbled helplessly behind Blaine as they made their way to the dining room, people gave Kurt strange inquisitive looks but they always followed by a firm smile or nod as they recognised him as the new boy. There were no welcoming traditions, no skiable facials just pure politeness and Kurt was loving it. They grabbed some breakfast; Kurt mentally noted that Blaine had low fat yoghurt on cereal and a medium drip. Kurt grabbed an apple and followed Blaine to a table where at least 10 boys sat and sat down avoiding eye contact with them. He felt awkward enough intruding onto theorem table as it is so he decided to keep a low profile and try to blend in
"nice hair blainers, did you do something new with it?" Wes joked around shooting fake flirty handed across the table
"oh fuck of Wes"
"Pugh blainers seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning! What's up your arse? Jeremiah's cock?" the table burst into hysterics at this comment leaving a gob snaked Blaine to fend for himself against the teasing boys
"you know I was never involved with Jeremiah in that way so why bring it up " Blaine almost roared at the table before picking his satchel up and throwing it onto his shoulder and once again swiftly exiting the dining room.
Jeremiah hey? Kurt thought, so this Blaine is gay and seemed to be having boy troubles. Kurt could certainly help with that problem and his plan whirred into action, his mind ticking over his plans like everything was beginning to slot into place but he was soon snapped out of his trance by a question asked by Jeff "what classes do you have? I know you were put in with Blaine and now he is not here we have no idea where you are meant to be right now"
"Blaine? Oh yeah Blaine..."
"something else happen between you two after we left"
"this morning actually" Kurt sighed dramatically " I was only trying to be helpful by doing his hair but he shouted at me and told me to get out of his life. I then found him snooping around my belongings after he told me not to go through his... "
"dude we are so sorry about him, I think his will to succeed in life is taking over his MIND"
"don't worry about me Jeff I can handle Blaine myself and don't call me dude again, get enough of it with my step brother Finn"
"sure no problemo dud... Kurt. Now let's go find you a schedule"

The first few hours of classes went by painfully slowly, the lessons were so much harder than he had ever imagined and the curriculum was so much more defined and interesting compared to McKinley's standards. Blaine was giving him a wide berth at all costs but Kurt did not let this shake him or put him off his plans. The boys were friendly towards him and offered him help where he needed it and Kurt soon found himself settling in well and all the worries and fears he had last night were beginning to disable until he reached physics.
He walked into the classroom as usual and introduced himself to the teacher Miss. Flint, gave her the report of what he knew and did not know from previous physics lessons and awaited further instructions
"now Kurt" she smiled down at him tightly so her skin seemed to stretch "there is a spare seat there at the back next to Blaine and all catch up work or topics that you do not understand just ask him or any other students" he died inside at the thought of studying with Blaine but then smiled at the thought of being able to make his plan work sooner rather than later. He stumbled slightly to the desk and slid into his seat before biting in his lip and adjusting his books so they were straight on the table trying to show his nervousness
"now class today we will be working on calculating the kinetic energy and gpe of falling objects. If you would all like to turn to page 43 we will begin..." miss. Flint's voice drowned on in the background and Blaine began to lose focus, he had no interest in this subject at all and wondered why on earth this pathetic school would make sciences and maths mandatory for all students. He glanced over at Kurt who was scribbling into his notebook everything the teacher was trying to say and it as almost painful to watch. Blaine leaned over in his chair and whispered to Kurt "stop taking so many notes you don't even need to know half of this and anyway you only need the formulas"
"well as it is my first day and I have no clue what this is about would it not be wise to take notes?" Kurt gave his best dazzling smile and Blaine seemed fazed by this for a second before his grimacing face returned "Stop with the notes you are going to give me a headache the way you are writing no doubt you will burn a hole in the page"
"well if you know best and are so damn clever why don't you help instead of just sitting there over analysing everything I do this lesson, besides you seem to know and awful lot about this and I really don't" Blaine was silenced by this comment before taking a deep breath in and leaning towards Kurt's ear and breathing heavily he spoke with a cracked voice "I will help you later now stop making horrible noises with your pen before I take it and snap
it to pieces"
"why thank you for offering your services to me and I will gladly accept your offer"
"thank fuck" Blaine spoke loudly forgetting to whisper
"is there a problem back there Blaine? I thought I heard your voice" miss. Flint questions him disapprovingly "may I continue or would you like to share your conversation with the rest of us?"
"No miss. Sorry it won't happen again"
"I should hope not, now if we take mass and times it by velocity squared..." the teachers voice drowned into the background again and Blaine slouched down unto his chair wishing for the shill bell to save him from his version of personal hell but the more he thought about it the longer the lesson dragged on. He played a close attention to the way Kurt composed himself and found himself getting lost in his behaviour; Kurt sat upright with his legs crossed Underneath the table, hands folded neatly onto his lap, face deep in concentration as he tried he solve the problems on the board in front of him. Blaine noticed that when he was concentrating hard his tip of his tongue would stick out ever so slightly and the space between his eyes would scrunch up into an adorable line. Adorable? No distractions Blaine remember he mentally slapped himself before scrunching his eyes up and running his band across this upper leg rhythmically trying to shake the thought of Kurt from his mind but the more he rubbed his leg, the more his mind turned into Kurt rubbing his legs sexily purring naughty thoughts in Blaine's ear.
He did not realised but as he gradually opened his eyes to face reality he became aware of the growing problem between his legs and it was not a good one
"Blaine can you explain to me how our work today can be applied to a roller coaster please?"
"yes miss Flint you see" Blaine shifted uncomfortably under the watchful gases of his fellow classmates and Kurt and became subconsciously aware of his hard on under the table so he Lear forward in his seat and pulled his jacked down trying to disguise what was going on before continuing "when a roller coaster has reached its height it has maximum gpe and as it falls down the track it speeds up causing gpe to be lost and kinetic energy to become highest. The rest of the gpe is stored in order to get the car back up the hill"
"excellent explanation Blaine, I think 5 points to Hawtree for excellent effort"
"how the hell did you know that?" Kurt hissed under his breath still facing forwards "you weren't even taking notes or paying attention!"
"Well you know not all of us have stupid public school minds"
Kurt gawped at him in disbelief, did he just call me stupid? Sid he just insult me and my family because they could pay for privet education and this was just a hugged step for them? Oh no he did not Kurt mentally gave him a bitch please look before opening his mouth to continue but the bell rang and all the boys filed out of the classroom politely but Kurt could not help noticing Blaine walked strangely like he was in pain and shuffled his feet in opposed to his usual calm swoop.
The rest of the day was a blur and by the time it was Finished Kurt was exhausted physically and mentally. He had more homework than he ever got in a week at McKinley all in one day and still had extra catching up to do to gain the Dalton adverse score of 90% in all tests. This was a test, a test of pure cruelty and endurance for not only was his homework holding him down but Blaine indeed was becoming more of a pain. One moment he was nice and the next he was his old UN welcoming self and Kurt felt intimidated by him, and Kurt never feels intimidated by anyone especially boys with growth problems and over excessive use of hair products that made their head look like a Ken doll.
He settled down to down to start homework and was halfway through when he heard the familiar ping of the door unlocking and a key card being taken out of the lock and that only meant one thing. Blaine was back. He shuffled uncomfortably in his chair and suddenly he felt light headed and tight but remained calm as he heard Blaine's bag been flug onto his bed casually followed by several loud bangs that sounded like Blaine had taken his shoes off and flug them into the wardrobe without placing them neatly, Kurt cringed at the thought before clearing his throat to attract Blair attention, after all he was meant to be helping Kurt with this stupid physics anyway
"hello Blaine"
"Kurt" he nodded slightly as a response
"would it be possible for you to help me with this physics now please? I do not understand"
"fine bring it here then" Blaine waved his arm over torah bed and settled down and soon the two boys were engrossed in deep studies "you see they just word the questions wrong and long, you just take the numbers and what it is akin you to calculate and use the formulas we have written down. It's easy" Blaine shrugged his shoulders at his own advice
"I underhand now, thank you for helping me Blaine. I know we did not get off on the right foot particularly well hut maybe we could be friends?" Kurt questioned him lightly feeling fairly confident
"no. Just no Kurt, I helped you once because your over excessive writing was beginning to annoy me and your ways were giving me such a headache. Just get it into your little head that there will never be us" he greatness between him and Kurt "in whatever shape or form, we are just dorm mates who happen to be both gay and alike but that does NOT mean we are automatically best friends now leave me be"
Kurt sighed and shuffled helplessly back to his side of the room, boy Blaine was a hard one to crack but he was going to do it, some way or another.