A/N: Ty for reviews, favs and follows.

So this is just going to start out with a flashback.

He didn't believe it. He had to be dreaming, he wasn't capable of that.

"Kurt? Kurt, How did you do that?" Burt asked, fear lacing his voice."That was no ordinary slap... you dislocated his jaw, and he was flung into a locker and left a dent-" Burt rested his hand on Kurt's sholder before continuing. "You hurt him bad, bud. And I don't know how you did it." Burt finished looking at him with concern. Kurt looked up at him with tears in his eyes. His father wouldn't understand,no one would, he was completely alone.

"I slapped him... with my hand. I don't know how that happened. I heard him scream and I ran." Kurt said, swallowing nervously. Burt looked at him doubtfully, Kurt cracked. "Kurt, you can tell me..."Burt began, getting interrupted by a teary eyed Kurt. "Dad, I did it, I did it.. I hit him and I didn't even try to controll it. I just let it go... I lost it... I didn't want to be hurt again.. I didn't want to hurt him... I really didn't..." he said , wiping his eyes as Burt brought him into a bone-crushing hug.

Kurt looked up at the school, Dalton was felt someone squeeze his shoulder in reassurance, he looked up and smiled to his dad.

"Don't worry Kiddo, It'll be all good, no need to be nervous." he said, sporting his own nervous smile. Kurt chuckled.

"Same to you, dad." he said, now smiling a genuine smile. Burt patted his back as they made thier way up to the front doors. They took on glance at each other and opened the door. They both instantly started glancing around, taking in the apperance of the place when smeone spoke up from behind them.

"Like father, like song, I see." A male voice said from beside them. Kurt jumped and Burt just laughed. "That's a new one." he said turning to the man. "And who might you be?" Burt asked, The man held out is hand.

"I am the Dean of Dalton." He said, saking hands with Burt, who looked slightly worried. Kurt was even paler- if that was possible. He was watching other students walk around, getting curious looks. "Okay, lets get to my office and talk."The dean said leading Burt to the office as another student bounded up to Kurt, who was still pale. Burt and the Dean escaped and went to the office, leaving Kurt to his own devices with the other boy.

"Hi! My name's Blaine, Whats yours? You're new aren't you? I knew because I know everyone,but I don't know you. Also, whats your power? I mean you don't have to tell me of course but-" he was interrupted by a new voice. "Breathe Blaine, breathe." he said, watching the boy pout.

"Hello, I'm Wes, and this" he elbowed blaine"is Blaine, as you already know. Welcome to Dalton." he said, smiling as he held his hand out. Kurt took it and shook his hand before replying. "Umm, to answer Blaine questions, Yes, I'm new, my name's Kurt and I don't know what my power is." he said, as Blaine and Wes looked confused.

"You don't know what your power is? That's-" he was cut of by the Dean and Burt walking over to Kurt.

"Come on Kurt, we're going to get your things.."Burt said, oddly calm. Kurt followed him, guessing that he was satisfied with the conditions of the school. As soon as the front doors closed behind him, Burt turned to Kurt. "If anyone starts giving you crap, you beat them with your powers, you got that?"Burt said, pointing at Kurt. Kurt smiled.

"That's probably against some rule dad." he said, smiling. Burt smiled as he turned around and led Kurt to the car.

Kurt had finally put all of his stuff away and by 'stuff' he meant clothes. He was glad this school had no uniforms or strict dress code, so he could dress however he liked. Which was a plus because it meant he got to express himself through fashion. He was stopped mid thought by a knock on the door, followed by a quiet Hello. Kurt got off of his bed and walked over to the door. He swung it open and saw a guy who was about his age, and near his own height.

"Hi! My names Elliot, but you can call me starchild. Whats your name? Oh, by the way, we're roommates." Starchild said, walking in when Kurt stepped aside, letting him in.

"I'm Kurt, Nice nickname by the way. Oh by the way, use this bed." kurt said, gesturing to the bed next to his. Elliot beamed.

"Thanks!" Starchild said, throwing his bag on the bed. Kurt took time to actually look at him. He had a purple tux, that had sparkles all over it and he had guyliner on. His hair was flattened due to his hat, but they had the same hairstyle, He didn't realize he was staringbuntil Elliot awkwardly cleared his throat. Kurt blushed.

'Oh.. umm. Sorry, I din't mean to stare.." He said still blushing furiously. Elliot just laughed.

"Well, I'm fabulous, so I get stared at a lot." Starchild said, falling back onto the bed. "Are you new too?" he asked as an afterthought. Kurt nodded.

"Yeah, nice to know i'm not the only one who's gonna be lost tomorrow."he said as he watched Starchild unpack.

"Sorry, I have a lot of clothes." he said, unpacking piles upon piles of clothes.

"Same here, I can barley open my closet door! They need bigger closets." As he was talking Starchild was looking in his own closet, nodding at the bigger closet bit. Kurt flipped over and looked at the clock, it was almost 8 P.M, he sighed. He got up and picked up his pajamas.

"Sorry Starchild, I gotta go to sleep early, I wake up about an hour before everyone else. " he said, walking into the bathroom. "Same here! My hair and makeup must be perfect in order for me to leave the room." Starchil said as Kurt closed the bathroom door, lauging at the similarites.

A/N: Sorry this is short.. next chapter will be longer.

Sooooooo...

Should this end up being Kurt x Blaine

orrrr Elliot x Kurt?

Suggestions welcome!