A/N: I'm back, after about a week? I have no idea because I lost track of time and things have been chaotic in school so with that apology, I give you a new chapter. I have joined forces with a very good friend who is like a sister to me. She doesn't exactly live in the same country I do but that doesn't matter to me. Anyway, we have come up with a very interesting plotline for Kurt's past and I think you'll all be happy about it. Don't worry we have an idea about what to write for the Dalton part of it too and if you're expecting a story full of rainbows and unicorns, you have come to the wrong place my friend. It will have some fluff and sweet Klaine but it's partly angst so get ready. If you have any questions or you want to clarify anything...follow haziqahoffical –that's me – and colferandcriss1 –my friend, Izzie – on Twitter. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Blaine glanced back at the boys after walking out of the dean's office. He did not really have a chance to take a good look at them in the office and he was really curious to study their features. Not that he was trying to be a pervert or a stalker. He studied every new student carefully to determine their personality.

When he was fully facing them, he noticed that they were staring at the pictures and portraits of Dalton in the olden days and its former deans that hung on the walls of the main hallway. It was designed this way so visitors and new students would be given a basic introduction to the history of Dalton and the development that had been made years ago to make Dalton look this prestigious. It was sort of like Dalton's own museum. It was also served as a reminder to its student that Dalton is their home and they had to take very good care of it so that it would develop into something more spectacular.

Blaine surveyed them one by one. The first one was the boy with wavy brown hair – Robbie, Blaine reminded himself. The boy had brown wavy locks and matching coloured eyes. Blaine could see dimples when he smiled. He was cute; Blaine could admit that much but was probably straight as they come.

The second boy was one of the twins. Blaine had no clue as to who was who because they looked so similar but after closer inspection, Blaine noticed that the two boys styled their hair differently. One had his hair parted to the right while the other parted his hair to the left, probably to allow others to differentiate between the two. Their eyes were a strange colour; a mix between green and grey. They looked dark and distant.

Blaine's breathe hitched when he looked at the last boy. Porcelain skin would normally freak Blaine out but Blaine liked porcelain skin on this beautiful boy. It looked so perfectly smooth that Blaine wondered if he had done anything to maintain it. He was of the same height as the twins, if not slightly taller. He had perfectly coiffed brown hair that looked like he spent hours perfecting it. His eyes were breathtaking. His eyes were blue like the ocean and Blaine felt like he was lost out at sea. They were so mesmerizing and so breathtakingly beautiful. What was weird, though, was that Kurt looked nothing like his twin brothers. Weren't brothers supposed to look a little like each other? Shouldn't they have some of the same traits their parents had? All that was similar about them was that they were all brunettes but then again, so was Robbie and he was not related to them at all. At least according to the Dean and their last names, they weren't related. Maybe he was their cousin? Blaine was not at all sure. He was so deep in thought that he had not realized that he had been staring intently at the boys for quite some time now and he blushed when he realized that they were looking at him sceptically as if waiting for him to explain why he was looking at them like that.

"Sorry, I was deep in thought. Sorry if I seemed rude or anything. I didn't mean to stare. I didn't realize I was. Staring, that is..." he quickly snapped his mouth shut when he realized that he was rambling and he saw the amused looks on the boys' faces. At least, Robbie looked amused. He couldn't really tell what the other three were thinking because he couldn't read their expression. Then, he saw Kurt lean in and whisper something to the twin whose hair was parted to the right – Dan – who then passed it on to the other twin – Donnie. Blaine wanted to know so badly what they were saying to one another. Were they insulting him? Were they even talking about him?

"It's alright mate. No worries," Robbie smiled kindly at him to which he smiled back while the other three nodded in agreement to Robbie's statement. He needed to get a way for them to open up really soon. They wouldn't have much fun if they stayed quiet. Especially in a school like Dalton where it looked peaceful on the outside but was madness on the inside.

"So let's continue. This is the main hallway. As you can see, there are a lot of portraits up here which you probably have already looked through. We shall move to the classroom block..." this went on for another hour and a half. Blaine explaining what each room, hallway and space was for. Each time, Robbie would ask a question or two regarding what Blaine had just told them while the other three boys would look around and examine everything with interest but they still wouldn't talk. Blaine noticed that the brothers would always be close to one another and sometimes, their hands would be brushing against one another's as if to ensure that they were safe and secure. It was intriguing to say the least; the bond that the brothers had. He wished that he had that with his brother, Cooper, but he knew that was close to impossible. His brother lived in California, acting in various commercials and TV shows while he was still in Ohio, studying his ass off to have a bright future. Not to mention the fact that his brother was an arrogant, cocky, flirting bastard who got whatever he wanted and Blaine was jealous. He was jealous that his brother was his parents' favourite. He was jealous that his brother was famous and charmed all his friends into liking him. He even flirted with a guy Blaine once had a crush on and Cooper isn't even gay. That of course led to his ex-crush blushing at Cooper's words and swooning every five seconds. It was so frustrating to watch his brother do everything better than him. He was jealous of his brother, annoyed even but he never hated Cooper. How could he? They were still brothers after all. Cooper was there for him when he got beat-up at his old school while his parents were away on a business trip that did not allow them to leave, no matter how much they had wanted to.

The last stop of Blaine's tour was the Winsor house dorms where the boys would be boarding. The same house Blaine and the other Warblers boarded. There were three houses in Dalton: Darwin, Windsor and Newton. The Windsor house was known to be where all the artistic and musical people were placed so their dorm mates could bond through common interests and aspirations. This was planned beforehand by the school to ensure that the students embodied and embraced the school values of 'Understanding', 'Acceptance', 'Respect', 'Empathy' and most importantly 'Brotherhood'. Having a zero-tolerance bullying policy, the students have to understand one another to eventually accept the person for who he really is, respect each other's choices so as to not question or judge, empathize with others' feelings to help one another and unite as a group to defend and support one another. Blaine was more than proud to go to an academy with such high standards of acceptance and tolerance towards one another. Blaine was so unsure when he first got here, afraid that everyone would judge him for being gay but no one bat an eye when he announced to them that he was gay and no one treated him differently. For once in his life, he felt safe and he was hoping that after some time, the Hummel brothers would be comfortable enough to open up and show more emotion. Something had happened to these boys, Blaine was sure of it. What happened to them was a huge mystery but Blaine could see that it did enough damage to force them to build walls around themselves; he could see it in their eyes. Maybe he could ask Robbie what happened to the brothers. Maybe then he would understand more about the brothers. Yes, he would definitely too that. Blaine didn't know why but he was very intrigued by the Hummels. For some reason, he wanted to help them, to get to know them better. He felt a strong connection that he couldn't quite place his figure on. Whatever it was, he knew he wanted to befriend the boys.

He led them to their dorm rooms which were just across from his own dorm room. What was weird, though, was that when Robbie opened his dorm room, there was only one bed in sight, right in the middle of the room. Wasn't Kurt supposed to be in the same room as well? If there wasn't another bed inside then where would Kurt be sleeping? Just then, he saw the three Hummel brothers walk into what was supposed to be the twins' room.

Robbie noticed Blaine's curious and confused expression and leaned in to whisper to him, "They have attachment issues. They're not close to anyone but each other so they just stay close to one another. They always sleep together."

"How are the three of them going to sleep in a two person bedroom?" Blaine asked, still confused by the arrangement.

He heard Robbie let out a low chuckle, "The twins have a sort of incest relationship. They're not gay but they're awfully close so they sleep in one bed."

"Wait what? What do mean incest? Even at home?" Blaine asked inquisitively.

"Sometimes...according to Kurt that is," he replied, ignoring Blaine's first two questions.

"Do you know why they never talk? You say they're not close to anyone but why? What happened to them?" Blaine asked carefully. There was a twinkle of something in Robbie's eyes that he didn't quite catch because it was gone in a matter of seconds. He simply shrugged in response and walked into his own room, leaving Blaine to gape in front of his closed door. What the hell just happened? Blaine thought to himself while staring at the two room doors. Did they just abandon him? He sighed and walked back to study hall where he knew most of the Warblers would be at that time. They were most likely going to ask a lot of questions about the new kids. Questions he wouldn't have a clue how to answer.

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The moment he entered the common room, all eyes turned to him and stared as he sat down at the table where most of his friends were and immediately they demanded to know more about the new transfer students which didn't have much of an effect since they had to whisper.

"So who are they? What are they like?" Nick asked.

"Their names are Robbie Martin, Dan and Donnie Hummel and Kurt Hummel. I don't really know what Robbie's relationship with them is but Dan and Donnie are twin brothers, sophomores. Kurt and Robbie are juniors. Robbie is friendly enough but really suspicious. The other three are really quiet. They didn't talk at all. Kurt only spoke when he introduced himself. They don't really like to talk to people," Blaine whispered back.

His friends looked like they were pondering and absorbing what Blaine was saying and remained quiet while Blaine went back to reading his book before Trent spoke up, "What do they look like?"

Blaine scratched the back of his neck as he recalled how oddly handsome and dare he say it, beautiful, they all looked.

"They're all brunettes. Uh...Robbie has wavy hair while the other three have straight coiffed hair. Their eye colours are...you know what, I don't want to describe them to you. Your imagination won't do them justice. Just see them for yourself when you meet them," Blaine huffed.

"They can't be that good looking," Thad muttered. Blaine was just about to respond to Thad's accusation but the bell went off and the boys walked quietly back to their respective classes.

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It was Literature for Jeff, Trent and Thad and as their Literature teacher, Mr. Abraham was about to start the lesson, there was a knock at the door, where a boys was standing, expecting to be beckoned into the room by the teacher who noticed this and obliged. The class watched in wonder as the boy and the teacher engaged in a short conversation about who he was.

"Alright class," Mr. Abraham's voice echoed throughout the room and Kurt visibly flinched as he was reminded of his father's voice, "these is our new transfer students; Kurt Hummel. Please make sure you make him feel welcomed and assist him when they need help. Kurt, why don't you seat next to Jeff."

The boy obediently walked to their designated seat that he was given as the teacher started with his lesson. Most of the class weren't really listening, in fact there were only one or two people paying attention. The others' attention was focused on the newcomer while the gay boys in the class swooned at his good looks.

"Hi I'm Jeff," Jeff whispered excitedly to Kurt.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Kurt," Jeff was presently surprised at how high Kurt's voice was. It was not uncomfortably high but rather quite soothing.

"Literature's boring so what's your favourite band?" Jeff asked.

"Maroon 5," Kurt replied simply, not elaborating at all which didn't really bother Jeff.

"Me too!" Jeff held up his hand expectantly, waiting for Kurt to react. Kurt was hesitant to make any contact at first but he held his hand up anyway and hi-5ed Jeff who himself felt like swooning at how soft Kurt's hand was. He turned to face Kurt directly and smiled to himself. Blaine was right, this boy was gorgeous and he meant really gorgeous. No one would be as gorgeous as Nick was to him, of course no one was but he was man enough to admit that he was developing a crush on the brown haired boy who he now noticed had really unique eyes. They were a mixture of blue, green and grey. Jeff knew there was a name for it but he had forgotten. He would have to ask Nick what it was called later when they saw each other. Glancing around the room, he noticed a few boys staring at Kurt as well, including Trent and he knew that he wasn't the only one who noticed how attractive Kurt was.

"Can you sing?" Jeff asked curiously.

"I guess," was all Kurt replied.

"Then you should join the Warblers," this finally got Kurt intrigued.

"The warblers?" Kurt raised one perfect eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, we're like rock stars in the school. You should totally join. Get closer to more people," at the sound of get closer to more people, Kurt eyes seemed to dim again and he didn't give a reply. Jeff cursed to himself, he was such an idiot. Blaine had already said that they didn't like to talk to people. He decided to change the subject.

"So, what's your favourite Maroon 5 song?" Jeff continued the conversation. Jeff was glad that Kurt decided to reply to this instead.

"That's a hard one. Let me see...I have three. Currently its Daylight, The man who never lied and Lucky Strike," Kurt replied, a thoughtful look on his face. Jeff beamed. This was the longest sentence he had ever heard out of Kurt's mouth and he was proud of himself for getting that sentence out of Kurt.

"Mine's one more night and the man who never lied," Jeff beamed again when he saw the edge of Kurt's lips twitch a little.

"Good choice," Kurt chuckled rather obviously and the other boys locked the memory of the sound into their brains.

"Mr Hummel, would you mind giving us your opinion on the book I was just talking about?" Mr. Abraham demanded, clearly he heard the chuckle and deduced that Kurt wasn't paying attention. New student or not, he still had to pay attention in class. This was the only way he could ensure that Kurt was paying attention. He hadn't written the name of the book he was talking about on the board which would give Kurt that much more pressure but Kurt didn't seem fazed by the request.

He simply stood up and recited, "'To kill a mocking bird' is a beautiful piece of art that contains such a fundamental core message of the struggle for justice with hope and human goodness and is packed with poignant quotes and emotions which becomes part of you, the reader when you absorb the book's full meanings by deep thought. My favourite quotes are when Atticus tells Scout to 'delete the adjectives' and she's 'have the truth' and also when she states that 'I never loved to read. One does not love to breathe'. The book truly is timeless and bears such crucial, hard-hitting messages which are just as applicable today as they ever have been about human nature and the time long struggle for good to triumph over evil, narrated through the perspective of a naive yet ahead of her time little girl. This means that you can jump into sleepy May comb and the place doesn't feel alien with Lee's genius characterisation. This book has become a part of me forever, along with books like William Golding's Lord of the Flies and Anthony Burgess' A Clockwork Orange and has opened my eyes to the infinite land of literature." He smirked as Mr. Abraham as well as the rest of the class stared at him in awe and adoration but for different reasons. Mr. Abraham was caught off-guard by the response given by Mr. Hummel because not only did he not expect a right opinion to the right book but he also did not expect such an insightful review of the book itself. His students however were more impressed that Kurt managed to answer the question without hesitation and some were hypnotized by the smoothness of his high-pitched voice.

Mr. Abraham continued with his lesson while the others finally decided to pay attention because staring at a new kid was not only rude but so, so creepy. After a while, the bell rang and the boys filled out of class towards the cafeteria. Jeff had offered for Kurt to sit with him and some of his other friends during lunch but Kurt looked uncomfortable and refused, giving the excuse that he promised he would meet his brothers and quickly fled towards the dormitories but not before Jeff could remind him, "At least think about joining the warblers would you? Please?" Jeff pleaded desperately to which Kurt hesitated before nodding his head once, stiffly and rushing off towards the dormitories. Jeff shrugged and quickly sped off to lunch because boy was he hungry.

After Jeff filled his plate with food he headed over to where his friends from the warblers were already sitting down and enjoying their meal together, chatting and laughing away. He smiled happily when he saw that Nick had saved him a spot beside him. Trent and Thad were not far behind him, also walking towards the table. When Nick lifted his head from his food, he spotted Jeff, waved at him and smiled sweetly, Jeff doing the same. Jeff walked over to where Nick was, placed the his tray down and kissed his boyfriend sweetly on the lips while ignoring the cat-calling by their friends, then sit down and started eating, Trent and Thad doing the same at their respective places.

"Jeff, I heard one of the new kids was in your literature class," David said loudly.

Jeff nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah with Trent and Thad. Kurt Hummel. He was hot," Jeff said bluntly.

"I think most of the gay guys in our class have developed a crush on him. Isn't that right Trent?" Trent ducked his head and blushed while the others laughed good-naturedly at their friend, "The guy was awesome. It was obvious he hadn't paid attention in class because he was talking to Jeff but when Abraham asked him for his opinion on the book, – which by the way, we didn't remember the title – he just stood up and talked like he had paid attention the whole time."

"Wait, Jeff talked to him?" Blaine asked, a little hurt that Kurt had talked to Jeff but not to him.

"Well yeah, he's sitting next to me. He didn't say much though. You have to talk directly to him for him to answer but I found out he liked Maroon 5 and he can sing," Jeff beamed proudly.

"Of course, with a voice of an angel like that, of course he can sing," Trent blushed after realizing that he had said that out loud.

"Is he joining the Warblers," Wes piped up.

Jeff rolled his eyes at that, "He said he'd think about it," he shrugged.

"Oh you should have seen him Nicky, he was so gorgeous." Jeff gushed.

"Told you," Blaine smirked.

"You're not leaving me for him are you?" Nick pouted.

Jeff leaned down and attached his mouth to Nick's in a heated yet assuring kiss, "Never," Jeff whispered against Nick's lips as he pulled away only to reattach them while the other warblers made gagging noises at the display of affection. They were sure that they would need a dentist from all the tooth decay.

"Too much sweetness. Make it stop. Please," Wes whined as the others laughed at his pained expression.

A/N: So you have a little Niff at the end there 3. I love Niff. So anyway just to clear things up. Yes, Kurt only answers when the question is directed at him or you catch his attention and he has no choice but to answer questions in class because he doesn't want to get into trouble. Next chapter; Hummels' POV. So just a little heads up, there will be magic in this fic. Not the twilight kind. No way. Nothing to do with vampires, witches, warewolves, Harry Potter, Winx Club(HAHAHA). None of that at all so just brace yourselves. Love you all. REVIEW OR I'M GONNA HURT GREYSON.