Author's notes: uhmmm hello! I'm so sorry about the delay guys, I hope nobody thought I had abandoned this fic because I would never do that - there's nothing worse than abandoned fics, I've been there too, sigh.
Sooo I can only apologize for making you wait so long for this chapter, I just didn't feel like writing at all for months, but now I'm fine and actually feel inspired again so it's all good, don't worry.
I can't tell you when's the next update, tho, because school started (unfortunately) and that means I'm gonna be busy at least six days a week. I promise I'll do my best and won't wait months tho!
I love you all.
The next day, during lunchtime, Blaine had found himself once again lost in his thoughts and had stopped listening to what Sam and Puck were talking about, but when Puck mentioned a friend of theirs who had moved to New York and transferred schools at the end of sophomore year thanks to a scholarship, something caught his attention.
"I'm sorry" the boy interrupted his friends "what's his name again?"
Sam looked at him quizzically for a moment, before answering: "Kurt. Why are you asking?"
"No reason in particular." Blaine murmured, trying to mantain a deadpan expression. He felt like his head was spinning: he had heard right. That meant nothing, because of course there had to be many people with that name, but the teen couldn't help being suddenly interested in the guy. He had to find a way to know more about him, without raising suspects. He thought that maybe he could talk to Rachel later. That girl had a really big mouth, and was also a huge gossiper, so she literally knew everything about everyone. Satisfied with his plan, Blaine went back to listening to the boys, who had started talking about a possible new musical number inspired by the Rolling Stones, involving the rest of the New Directions who were sitting with them. Artie, a huge fan of the band, was listing his favourite songs with sparkling eyes, while doing his best to ignote an angry Tina who was complaining loudly about the lack of female band in the world music scene, and Brittany, who was blabbering nonsense about how if she ever found a band she would have called the Rolling Ducks because it was more funny or something like that. Blaine smiled, joining the discussion. These were his friends now, and they never failed to amuse him.
After the last bell rang, Blaine found Rachel by her locker. Hearing footsteps, she turned around and smiled widely as the boy approached her.
"Hi, B!" she exclaimed. Blaine wondered why she had already given him a nickname, since they weren't such close friends yet, but tried not to think about it too much.
"Hi, hmm, Rach." he answered, hesitantly. Then he wasted no time asking her about Kurt, who apparently had been in New Directions before he moved to the Big Apple. Her smile never faltered while she talked about how he had been – and still was, even though they didn't see each other so often, of course – his best friend and one of the brightest and kindest people she knew, but Blaine noticed the way her eyes got sadder and sadder while she kept talking.
"Do you know why he moved so far away? Puck told me he got a scholarship and moved in with his aunt, if I'm not wrong, but what lead him to leave all his friends and his family behind before the end of high school? It must have been hard for him." Blaine still wasn't sure why he was so curious about this guy's story, but he wanted to know more.
This time the smile disappeared completely from Rachel's face. She stayed silent for a moment.
"It's okay if you don't wanna answer me. Maybe my question was too personal." The boy hastened to say.
"It is kind of personal, but it's okay if you wanna know. You're a nice guy – actually, I think you would have helped him if you two had become friends before, well , before he started skipping class as often as he could." Rachel lowered her voice. "But when things here started getting so bad for him, he was a sophomore and we were all only freshmen , we couldn't really do anything for him."
"What do you mean exactly? What happened to him?"
"He had been bullied since his first weeks of school by some jocks from junior and senior year, and all his friends – me included, I have to admit – were too young and unpopular to do something about it. Then, in April, or maybe May, I don't remember, the situation got way worse, and one of the bullies – his name was David Karofsky, and seriously, he was such a fucking asshole – started shoving him into the lockers and beating him up daily, causing him a lot of bruises, and then he threatened him of death. "
Blaine didn't doubt her for a second – if Rachel Berry insulted someone without hesitation, you could be sure the person deserved it. She wasn't the kind of girl who sweared a lot. He was pretty disgusted by this guy too, and he didn't even know him.
"So even if he wasn't happy to leave everyone he loved, he realized transferring was the only solution. His dad didn't have enough money to pay for a private school even nearby Lima, but his voice was what saved him : he was so talented he obtained a scholarship in a prestigious New York high school which is famous for its music program, and at that point he had no reason to stay here. If I didn't know the real reason why he left, I'd even be envious – I'd give an arm to live in Manhattan."
Blaine couldn't help feeling sorry for this Kurt guy – he surely hadn't had an easy life. He hoped he was fine now, in his terrific new school, finally far away from his bullies. From what Rachel told him, he thought Kurt was a person he would get along with, and he felt a bit disappointed because he would have liked to meet him.
"Oh but I can give you his email address if you want! I'm sure he'd like to meet you too." Said Rachel. He had said the last part out loud without realizing it.
He didn't really know how it happened, but ten minutes later he was walking home, with a way to contact the guy he inexplicably cared so much about written on a piece of paper in his pocket.
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