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Melody's first night in her new home went somewhat well. Kurt had made her the most delicious meal that she ever tasted in her life and they watched 'The Bachelor' together. As the day came to an end, the two discussed that Melody would be starting to attend Dalton in two days.
"I guess, I'm a little nervous," Melody said as she and Kurt sat at the kitchen table. "I've never gone outside of Lima for schooling, let alone a prestigious private school." Kurt gave her an understanding look.
"I know what it's like. I transferred from McKinley to Dalton in the middle of my junior year. It will be hard at first, but soon enough you'll figure things and fit in. The classes will be a little harder though, I must warn you."
Melody rolled her eyes. "Great just what I need: Homework."Kurt let out a chuckle and glanced up to the wall clock. It was almost midnight and he could see that Melody's eyes were beginning to droop. She was wearing a tan tank top and black sweats, her hair in a messy bun and her makeup cleaned off her face.
"Well, I guess you should be off to bed, huh?" Kurt said as he stood from the table. The sink still had the dishes from dinner, so he figured he would start to wash let out a yawn and nodded.
"Yeah, I probably should. Umm…goodnight, " She had to think what to call him. Would 'Mr. Hummel' sound bad? Maybe she could just say 'sir' or 'father.' But the word that came out was weird to her. She tried to convince herself that she was so tired, that it just sort of slipped out "Daddy."
Kurt froze and turned to face her when she said it. Melody felt herself go red as he looked at her with his caring blue eyes. "Goodnight, Melody."
She nodded her head and then began to quickly walk down the hallway to the steps. Kurt watched as she left, feeling a small grin form on his face. He continued to wash the dishes with the faint sound of calm music in the background.
Blaine laid on the couch, watching re-runs of old romantic television. He had been doing this since he got home, that and eating a big bowl of Ramen noodles. You could say he was lonely, seeing that Melody was the only person that he really did anything with. He talked to his old friends at Dalton every once in a while, but they all had families and jobs that kept them pretty busy. Finally, he got so bored that he decided to call Kurt and see how Melody was. It was almost 12:30 in the morning now, but he knew Kurt was mostly likely still up. The phone rang once. Then a second time. On the third ring, Blaine was met by a quiet answer.
"Hello?" Kurt's voice whispered.
"Hey, it's me," Blaine said in his normal talking voice.
"Blaine," Kurt sounded slightly annoyed. "Why are you calling at this time of the night? You could've woken up Melody."
Blaine let out a sigh. "I just figured you be up, so I decided to call and see how Melody's night was."
"It was fine," Kurt breathed out, starting to talk in his normal voice. "She went to bed about half an hour ago. Why? Were you worried?"
"No, no," Blaine explained. "I just was wondering. So when does she start Dalton?"
"Monday," Kurt replied, letting out a small yawn.
"Is she nervous?" Blaine asked, as he began to sit up right on the couch.
"Not really," Kurt said as he paused at the staircase. "And if she has any problems, I am right there so…"
"Right, right," Blaine took over as the two men listened to each other breath.
"She reminds me so much of you, Blaine," Kurt finally whispered to the younger man. "So confident and proud of who she is. You did really good with her. Raising her, I mean."
"I really tried, Kurt," Blaine took in a shaky breath. "But she always reminded me of you, too. Never afraid and always ready to fight for what she believes in. Genetics are really an amazing thing, aren't they?"
"Yeah," Kurt began, as he let out a happy breath. "Yeah, they really are."
"Well, I'll let you go," Blaine said, as he walked into the kitchen. "Goodnight, Kurt."
"Goodnight, Blaine," Kurt each listened to each other breath for a moment and then hung up at the same time.
"Melody," Kurt whispered, as he shook the girl's shoulder. He sat the edge of her bed and was trying to wake her up. Today was going to be her first day at Dalton and he was a little anxious to get her there. "It's time to get up."
Melody groaned and began to rub her eyes. "W-What time is it?"
"6:30," Kurt said, as he looked over at the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. "And it's time to get up. No, 'Just five more minutes!' Now, get up."
"Ugh," Melody yawned out as she sat up in the bed. She slowly opened her eyes and then peered at her father. He wore a solid light blue button-up with grey pants and black leather shoes. The shirt made his eyes a vibrant blue that very much matched her own. "McKinley didn't even start 'til 8:00! Why does Dalton start so early?" She pulled her legs over to the side of the bed and began to rub her eyes some more. Kurt rose from the bed and crossed his arms.
"I don't know, talk to the headmaster, not me. Now get up or you're going to be late," He began to walk to the bedroom door. "Oh, and your uniform is hung up in the closet."
He shut the door behind himself and began to go downstairs, so he could make breakfast from them. Melody slumped over to her closet, letting out a yawn or two in the process. She opened it up and found her new uniform hanging in the center, all ironed and pressed. She pulled it out and began take apart the different pieces of it. She pulled on the white button-up first and then pulled on the grey pencil skirt that reached to her knees. She tied on the red and blue tie and then put on the traditional blazer. She pulled up the black bobby socks and then finally put on the black lace-up shoes. She gazed at herself in the full-length mirror and then shrugged, she didn't look half bad.
She rushed down the stairs to the smell of bacon and eggs. A plate was set on the kitchen table filled with food and she began to salivate. She quickly ate the food and then helped Kurt with the dishes. He gathered all of his belongs, as did she, and then they were off.
Kurt pulled the SUV into the faculty parking lot and looked over to Melody. She looked somewhat nervous as the two sat in the parking space.
"Ready?" He asked her, as they both unbuckled themselves.
"As I'll ever be," She mumbled, as the two exited from the car. Melody walked closely by her father, almost like a little child afraid that they will get lost. Kurt gazed over at her and then wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"There's no need to be afraid, Melody," Kurt said, as he rubbed her right shoulder. She rolled her eyes and then slightly smiled.
He grasped onto the entrance door and pulled it open. It lead into a large hallway, lined with windows, marble floors stretched from either end of the building, and long red banner hung from the ceiling.
"What is this? Hogwarts?" Melody asked, as she gazed around. Students sat in leather chairs and couches, and teachers stood in front of their classrooms, chatting.
Kurt followed behind her, laughing slightly. "Not exactly. Welcome to Dalton Academy, Melody."
She gazed around in awe, students walking past her with grins on their faces. Dalton seemed to be a happy place, nobody was out of place here. Everyone was just in sync with each other, like they all were each other's best friend. Kurt grasped onto Melody's hand and pulled her down further in the hallway. "Now, your first period is with me."
She still followed him closely, still not full comfortable in the new area. "What class is it?""Music One," Kurt explained, as he stopped in front of a large oak door. He pulled a set of keys and then pushed one inside the lock. After he unlocked it, the door swung open. He turned around and faced her with a grin. "Do you like it so far?"
"It seems pretty nice," Melody said, as she began to nod. "A lot bigger and prettier than McKinley, that's for sure."
She followed Kurt into his classroom. Their rows among rows of desks, posters and pictures of musical notes hung on the wall, the chalkboard had a musical arrangement and a homework assignment written on it, and then there was Kurt's organized, mahogany desk.
"So, does this mean I have to call you, 'Mr. Hummel?'" Melody asked, as she sat down on the edge of his desk. He began to pull out his lesson plans and then began to slightly giggle.
"Only if you want to you. I mean, it's probably the most formal and professional thing to do."
"Oh, okay," Melody gazed around the room some more. "So when does this class thing start exactly?"
Kurt gazed back at the wall clock. "In about fifteen minutes. You don't have to stay in here, every morning, if you don't want to. I know some girls always hang out in front of the senior commons before school."
"I just might have to do that," Melody commented and rose from the desk.
"Mr. Hummel?" Someone called from the door. Melody turned to face the boy. He had blond hair that was slightly longer, brown eyes, and was slightly tan. He wore the traditional male uniform and was holding a music text book.
"Eric," Kurt said, as he rose from his desk. "How can I help you?"
"I just had a couple questions about yesterday's assignment? Can I come in?" He asked, as he edged a little into the classroom.
"Of course, of course," Kurt began, as he gestured for the boy to come in. Melody caught herself staring at him. He walked over to the desk and Melody gazed at her father, hoping he would introduce her to him. "Oh, right. Eric, I want you to meet Melody, my daughter. Melody, this is Eric. He is in my first hour with you."
The boy turned to face the girl, stretching a hand out to her. She accepted the hand and he smiled at her.
"Nice to meet you," He said, as the girl continued to gaze into his big brown eyes.
"It's nice to meet you, too," She said, as the boy let go. He looked back to her father, who had been watching them.
"So, what can I help you with?" Kurt asked, as the boy came around to the side of the desk. Melody began to look down at the marble floor, a small grin still on her face. Kurt smiled at her and then thought of an idea.
He knew that Melody obviously had taken a liking to this boy, and he knew that this was the moment that he could prove to Melody that he could make her happy. Shaking out of his thoughts, he went back to helping his student.
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