There Blaine was again. Talking to door and slightly nodding to the wall occasionally. But why? Kurt wondered. He did not understand this concept.
Kurt kept glancing at Blaine as he put away his textbooks and school supplies. After a few more minutes of just staring at Blaine, well, a door to the other live students, he finally crossed the hallway and went up to the ghost.
"Hello, Blaine," Kurt said with a smile. He squeezed his homework closer to his chest.
Blaine looked over and smiled, "Hey! Just give me a second okay?" Kurt nodded in response. Blaine looked back over at the door, "Oh, no. It's just a new friend I made. That's all. Yeah, he's real cool. Oh, his name's Kurt... Kurt..." Blaine looked back over at Kurt and gave him a questionable look, "Last name?"
"Hummel," Kurt quickly replied and rocked back and forth on his heels, still wondering what's going on.
"Hummel," Blaine repeated and nodded, "He's from the new William McKinley High School, yeah."
New school? Kurt thought, This school's been around since the seventies! But then he reminded himself that Blaine was from the fifties and McKinley was relatively new to them. Well, technically if Blaine was still living in the fifties, he wouldn't even know that this school existed.
"He wants to know where you're from, Kurt," Blaine interrupted.
"Here," Kurt said, "Lima," he then became aware that the students might see him talking to a wall again. An idea suddenly came to him to lean on the wall, casually look over to where Blaine was and to lightly talk.
"Listen, I have to go. Kurt wants to talk. Yeah, I'll see you later too! Bye!" Blaine looked off into the distance and waved before turning back to Kurt, "Sorry about that. Just talking to a friend. His name's Jeff."
"Oh," Kurt smiled again, "I bet Jeff is nice."
"Very," Blaine nodded, "Anything you want to talk about?"
"No," Kurt said, "Not really. I just wanted to say hello," he glanced over the hallway and saw Rachel come around the corner, "Um, Blaine? Can we walk around?"
"Sure," Blaine smiled once again.
They both turned away from Rachel and began walking towards the school's front doors. That is until Kurt heard Rachel call out to him.
"Kurt!" Rachel galloped up to Kurt as he himself turned to look at her, "Aren't you going to Glee Club?"
"Uh, yeah," his eyes darted around, once catching Blaine's eyes, "Sure. I'll be there soon."
"Good, because I have a lot of new solo ideas that I want to try and I want to hear everyone's responses," Rachel nodded as she began to walk past him, "Meet you there soon, okay?"
"Okay," Kurt nodded. He looked back at Blaine and noticed an emerald glow coming from Blaine's chest. As he looked closer, Blaine looked down as well, "Ah! You're looking at my Diadem!"
"Your what?" Kurt looked up at Blaine.
"My Diadem," Blaine smiled down at the charm, "This helps me pass through my world to yours and vice versa easier."
Kurt couldn't stop looking at the charm. It was beautiful. A golden crown with emerald jewels on a long golden chain, a yellow bird charm attatched as well. Blaine fingered it between his palms, the sun helping the jewels and gold glisten.
"My father gave this to me as a coming of age gift," Blaine said, "It's been passed down through the Anderson family. I believe it first belonged to my great-great-" Blaine paused, counting on his fingers, "great grandfather."
"Wow," Kurt said, "That's a long time."
Blaine nodded, "I was supposed to give it to my own son, but..." he trailed off.
"You died," Kurt said softly, immediately regretting the notion for he didn't want Blaine to get hurt by his words.
"Yes, but," Blaine racked his brain for words, "I wouldn't be the one to continue the family tree, even if I was alive."
Kurt softly shook his head, "Why?"
Blaine looked at Kurt squarely in the eyes, "I'm gay."
Kurt just smiled and chuckled to himself, Blaine was getting confused by Kurts reaction, "I mean, Blaine, you could always adopt."
"Adopt?" Blaine repeated, "A teenage ghost partially living in the new millenium adopt? And even if I did, how? And with whom?"
Kurt came up with the crazy senario in his head about him and Blaine adopting when Kurt was older and graduated from McKinley, but then realized the plan would fail when everything came together. Kurt would be getting older as Blaine stayed the same age. Their child would be confused or at least confuse the rest of the world when they would say, 'My father is a ghost!' or better yet, 'My father is invisible!'
"Kurt?" Blaine spoke out, "You're daydreaming, I think."
"Sorry," Kurt shook his head, "Anyways..."
"Anyways," Blaine continued on, "Do you want to see how the Diadem works?"
Kurts eyes got wide with excitement. He looked down at the charm and smiled to himself, "Sure. I'd love to. How does it work?"
"Well," Blaine took the necklace off and held the chain out to Kurt, "Put it on."
"That's it?" Kurt said as he took the chain gracefully and was about to put it over his head.
"That's it," Blaine confirmed and stuck his hands in his pockets, "I'll see you in a few," he said as he faded away. His eyes to be the last thing Kurt saw of Blaine's body as he faded.
Kurt heard his name being called out. He could tell it was Rachel, not wanting him to be late for the club, but he didn't want to go. He wanted to see how the Diadem worked. Just as Rachel turned the corner, he knew it was too late and held the Diadem within his palm.
"Seriously! We're all waiting for you! Why do you insist on just standing there?" she huffed and folded her arms across her chest.
He decided when she wasn't looking in his direction, he would put the Diadem on. Kurt made sure he had all of his belongings with him and waited. Finally after a minute of being scolded at, Rachel looked away and Kurt took his chance, putting the Diadem around his neck and quickly going through a green vortex of light.
Rachel was fed up with waiting for Kurt, so she decided to take matters into her own hands. After storming down the all and turning the corner, she saw Kurt talking to the air around him again. Strange.
"Seriously! We're all waiting for you! Why do you insist on just standing there?" she huffed and folded her arms across her chest, then looked over her shoulder to see was rukkus was down the hall. Probably just some students goofing around.
When she turned back to Kurt, he wasn't there. Her eyes scanned the hall to see any traces of him hiding, but nothing. After walking up and down the halls and looking outside to the student pick-up, she couldn't find Kurt. She grew frantic. She ran back to the Choir Room to tell Mr. Shuester her news.
Thump! Kurt landed on the hard, marble floor, "Ow..." He massaged his head and winced in pain. After getting his senses back, he saw that he was in a completely different place than he was before.
The building he was in now was very beautiful and tranquil. Murals were on most of the walls along with paintings. Majestic chandeliers swung above him slightly, every time a crystal hitting the light, a plethora of color shown through.
Cough, Kurt heard from his left. There he saw Blaine and some other young men dressed similar to him surrounding around Blaine. Kurt quickly got up and dusted himself, "Blaine! Hello!"
Kurt took another look around and gave Blaine a concerned look, "What is this place?"
Blaine just smiled, "It's my high school. Welcome to Dalton Academy for Boys," he turned to the other boys, "Men, this is Kurt, the boy I was talking to at the new school."
All of the boys faces lightened and looked over at Kurt. Some with meek hello's and waves. Kurt got up from the ground and reached out to shake hands, but no one reached out for him. Blaine chuckled and rubbed his own hands, "Kurt, you remember we're ghosts, right? If you touch us, you'll just go through our bodies-"
But before Blaine can finish, Kurt curiously went ahead and tried to grab Blaine's arms, but his hands went through Blaine's body. Plus, his hands felt frigid.
"Ah!" Kurt jumped and looked up at Blaine surprised. The other boys just stared at Kurt wide eyed and some mouths agape. Kurt shook his hands out and looked up at what he presumed an annoyed Blaine.
Blaine blinked and tightened his lips, "You'll go through our bodies and not to mention the weird feeling you get, we get it too," he leaned forward a bit and nodded, "It's just as uncomfortable for us as it is for you."
"I'm sorry," Kurt regretted his decision.
Blaine softened his stance, "It's alright. Come on, let's show you around."
Kurt nodded and followed the group as they walked around their school halls and explained everything around him as well as introduced themselves. From what Kurt understood, Dalton Academy was an all boys school that was built in 1923. The paintings and murals were all hand done. The vases and furniture were imported and handcrafted. The academy was beautiful in Kurt's eyes.
He met all of Blaine's friends that were around at the time. He was told that they were called the Warblers, a singing group. He met Trent, Jeff, Nick, Thad, David and a few more that he couldn't remember the names of quickly. But he was willing to learn. The Warblers talked about what life was like in the fifties and if Kurt's textbooks were correct. Then Kurt explained the future to the Warblers. They were all fascinated and curious, especially when Kurt's cell phone fell out of his pocket.
"Nope," Kurt said explained as he gave the cell phone around for them to look at, "It just calls people, texts, depending on which service you get has Internet."
"Internet?" Nick looked up at Kurt curiously, "What's that?"
"It's umm," Kurt thought aloud, "It's a place in technology full of websites and... information... and..." he started having trouble explaining. Exactly how do I explain the Internet to people who don't know?
"If you can't answer it right now, we understand," Nick smiled.
"Yeah," Kurt chuckled, "It's kind of hard since there's a lot of components to it and... Yeah. Maybe I can show you one day, but not right now. I don't have the service on my phone."
The Warblers nodded excitedly. Blaine coughed for attention, "Men, I hope it's okay if I take Kurt on a one-on-one tour?"
They all understood and scattered off, some disappeared through the air like mist. Blaine gathered Kurt and took him down a hall. He was going towards the Warbler Common Room, where they rehearsed. Kurt slowed his pace and looked up at Blaine, "What happened?"
Blaine stopped and turned towards Kurt, a curious look upon his face.
Kurt swallowed and took a step forward, "What happened to all of you? Why are you all ghosts? How... How did you die?"
Blaine pressed his lips thin. He shook his head in disbelief and turned away from Kurt. Kurt himself thought that he had angered Blaine, "I'm sorry-"
"There was a fire," Blaine started, "In the labratories during science classes. An experiment had gone wrong and while everyone was evacuating the building, no one thought about checking all the rooms. Our Common Room when we were practicing our songs," Blaine pointed to his left.
A set of carved, wooden double doors was a jar. Kurt began walking past Blaine to the doors, but Blaine put out his arm and let Kurt walk through him.
"Ah!" Kurt jumped again at the freezing temperatures.
"Come on," Blaine bekoned Kurt the other direction, "You have to get back. People probably have wondered where you are."
Kurt nodded and followed Blaine, occasionally looking back at the doors. When they got back to their original spot Kurt landed, they prepared Kurt for going back to McKinley. Kurt hastely grabbed his bag and textbooks and nodded towards Blaine.
"Hold on tight," Blaine winked at him and took the Diadem back from Kurt.
"Ow..." Kurt rubbed his head.
When he opened his eyes, he saw all of his materials scattered about him. He grabbed them quickly and sorted them to the correct textbooks on the floor.
"There you are! We found him!" he heard voices. When he looked up, he saw Artie and Quinn coming towards him, "Where were you?"
"Around," Kurt got up from the ground, "Sorry."
"Kurt," Artie rolled towards him in his wheelchair, "We couldn't find you for about two hours!"
"Are you okay?" Quinn asked.
"Yeah," Kurt nodded, "Just decided to have a look around. Sorry I missed Glee today. I promise to come next time."
Artie and Quinn nodded, Santana coming around the corner to see the commotion.
"Let's at least show and tell Mr. Shuester that you're found and okay," Quinn said.