Kurt didn't know if Blaine was ok. Blaine didn't talk to him later on that night like he said he was going to. He wasn't even at Kurt's door the next morning like he usually was which was even more disconcerting considering Blaine was a creature of habit. Every morning at 8:30, Blaine was at Kurt's door with his favourite coffee. A Grande non-fat mocha. They would walk arm in arm to their first class chatting about non important things; they just enjoyed each other's company. So it surprised Kurt when Blaine was late. Kurt looked over at his bedside table and glared with frustration at the brightly beaming alarm clock that read 8:40. Kurt breathed out exasperatedly and pushed himself off his comfy bed. He reached down and grabbed his heavy messenger bag and took one last look into his mirror. He straightened the lapels of his perfectly pressed blazer and fixed a fly away hair. He smiled slightly at his appearance.
"Not too shabby" he complimented. He walked out the door and locked it with his key; well, tried anyway. He always had trouble with that stupid lock. After a few more turns and getting slightly frustrated, it locked. Kurt turned and proceeded down the winding hallways into the school.
Kurt walked into his first class; he surveyed the room and saw Wes waving him over. Kurt walked over to Wes, clutching at his messenger bag strap and sat down on the slightly padded chair.
"Hey Kurt, did you do that homework that we were supposed to do last night?" Wes asked, looking slightly guilty. Kurt knew he hadn't done his homework, he never did. He always copied off Kurt. Kurt rifled through his bag and pulled out his book. He flipped through the book until he got to the right page and placed it in front of Wes.
"Here" he said despondently with a yawn.
"Thanks buddy!" Wes said as he encircled Kurt in a bone crunching hug, Wes proceeded to furiously copy out the work. Kurt had to laugh. Wes's face did sort of resemble a kid on Christmas morning.
"What are you going to do when I leave?" Kurt asked as he laughed slightly. Wes's head whipped up and turned his full attention to Kurt. "What did you say?" Wes said. His eyes were completely serious.
"I said that I'm leaving? Didn't Blaine tell you?" Kurt asked in a confused tone.
"Blaine didn't tell me anything!" Wes shouted. A few kids in the class turned around at the sound of the disturbance. Kurt started to blush at the embarrassment of everyone staring at him.
"I just thought Blaine would have told you since you two are roommates" Kurt said slowly. He couldn't figure it out. Why didn't Blaine tell Wes? He told him everything else.
"No he didn't tell me! Why are you leaving? I thought you liked this school. Is it something the Warblers did? Because if it is you do know I will do something about It." his eyes were searching for an answer. Kurt laughed slightly. It was amusing to see that Wes was devastated that he was leaving. Kurt patted Wes's forearm in reassurance.
"I do like it here and it's nothing that the Warblers did or anyone else for that matter. I went back to my old school yesterday and talked everything out with the Principal and Karofsky. And now everything is fixed, so I will be transferring back their by the end of the week" Kurt said matter-of-factly.
"But-" Wes was about to protest but Mr. Hensley walked into the class and proceeded to talk.
"Good morning class." he said with a smile plastered on his lips.
"Yeah a real good morning." Wes muttered under his breath.
Classes passed relatively slow, Wes just kept staring at him. He had pressed for more information. Kurt just smiled and told him that he will tell him everything that he wants to know at lunch. So when lunched rolled around, Wes was buzzing. Wes grabbed Kurt's arm and dragged him into the cafeteria. Kurt didn't like being man handled and he let Wes know about it. "Let me go! I am perfectly capable of walking on my own accord." Kurt expressed loudly but Wes continued dragging him. Once they had their food, they sat down with all the other warblers. Kurt sat down next to Blaine. He smiled at Blaine but he didn't even look up, he just continued to eat his sandwich.
"So Wes what do you want to know?" Kurt asked while trying to open the packet of salad dressing. Wes had informed the rest of the warblers of the news. They were all just as confused as Wes was. Wes pulled out a small note pad; Kurt tried to hide a smile.
"Ok numero Uno, why are you leaving?" Wes said crossing that question out with his engraved pen. Kurt took a breath; he noticed that Blaine had put his hand on Kurt's leg, in a sort of protective way; he still wasn't looking at Kurt though.
"Well, like I said earlier, it is now safe to go back there, and I miss my old friends. Plus my family is having a hard time paying for Dalton. We don't all have rich fathers like you." Kurt deadpanned. Wes was about to ask another question when David piped up.
"We could have a fundraiser for you! So you can stay here" David assured. The Warblers all agreed that was a good idea but Wes cut them off before they said anything else.
"Hey, Kurt said I got to ask as many questions as I liked at lunch, so shut up." Wes said in a slightly high octave. A few Warblers laughed at his tone
"Ok numero two" Kurt smiled, but didn't bother correcting Wes.
"Can I have your blazer when you leave?" Wes asked and crossed off the question on his note pad. Kurt looked at him with a confused glance.
"Um, sure Wes." Kurt said as he poured his salad dressing over the lettuce. Wes fist pumped the air which confused Kurt further. Kurt saw Blaine roll his eyes and then continued to hastily eat his sandwich.
"Ok number three: I think you will like this one. Can we have a going away party? You know to make it all official that you are leaving all your wonderful friends at Dalton Academy. The friends that will miss you terribly, the friends that took you under their wing and gave you exceptional guidance, the friends that introduced you to your boyfriend-"
"Excuse me" Blaine said angrily as he stood up, he threw his napkin over his tray and walked quickly to the doors. Everyone looked at each other with confusion.
"Did I do something wrong?" Wes looked confused.
"I think I should go talk to him." Kurt said as he went to stand up but the Warblers forcefully pulled him back down on the chair.
"No! There is only five minutes of lunch left and I haven't even asked you half of my questions yet, Jeff go talk to Blaine." Wes ordered, Jeff nodded once, got up and followed Blaine's path. Kurt couldn't help but feel guilty. He didn't want Blaine to be upset, but he couldn't figure out why he was.
"Ok ask your next stupid question" Kurt barked. He wasn't sure he wanted to be asked anymore questions. He pulled out his phone and started to compose a message. He was searching through his contact list and found Blaine's name. He was about to press it when Wes stole his phone away from him. Kurt was still looking at his hands when he yelled at Wes.
"Hey! That's my phone" Kurt retorted as he was now looking at Wes's stupid smiling face.
"I'm sorry but I want your undivided attention" Wes said wagging the phone in his face.
"Fine." Kurt huffed and crossed his arms petulantly across his chest. "What is your question that is so important?"
"Well" he started, but the bell rang.
"God damn it!" Wes said smacking his fist against the table. Kurt smiled.
"Lunch is over and that means no more questions." Kurt said as snatched back his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket. Kurt was happy lunch was over. That meant he had home economics next, and Blaine was in it. He felt bad; he hadn't talked to Blaine all day and he wanted to see if he was alright.
Kurt winded down the spiral staircase and wandered into the class. He then saw Blaine sitting in a chair next to the window. He looked scrupulous, he was sulking. 'Oh god' Kurt thought, 'this wasn't going to be good.' Kurt clutched his bag strap once again and walked slowly over to Blaine. Kurt quietly placed his bag on the ground and slowly sat in the chair next to Blaine.
"Hey" Kurt said with a cautious smile. He hoped it would get a smile out of Blaine but he didn't even look up from the table he was staring at.
"Hey." Blaine said nonchalantly.
"How are you? I haven't talked to you all day? How did your studying go?" Kurt said, forcing his voice to sound happy. Blaine turned his head in confusion. The rims of his eyes were slightly red; he looked like he had been crying. Blaine yawned and looked over at Kurt with a confused glance
"Studying?" Blaine asked as he stared up at him.
"You know yesterday you said you had to study for a math test." Kurt said smiling, if Blaine wasn't smiling, he was going to try his damnedest to make him smile. Blaine's smile was magical. It made Kurt's heart flutter, it made him blush, and it also made Blaine look so adorable. The smile made all the bad feelings Kurt had, just melt away.
"Oh yeah, the studying was good. I think I understand it now." Blaine said, he turned and looked at the board. The teacher had started writing out the recipe. They always had to write the recipe the day before they actually got to cook the product. Kurt gritted his teeth, he couldn't take this anymore. It was annoying Kurt that Blaine was so distant even though he was right next to him. Kurt reached out and held Blaine's right hand in both of his. Blaine glanced sideways and looked down at their interlocked hands.
"Blaine, are you ok? You are not your usual self" Kurt said his voice full of concern. Blaine was now looking deeply into Kurt's eyes.
"I'm fine" Blaine said as if he has rehearsed it a thousand times. Kurt just stared at Blaine disbelieving.
"Blaine please, I'm worried about you." Kurt said in his most heartfelt tone.
"I'm fine" Blaine said as he tried to untangle their hands, which made Kurt grabbed them more firmly.
"Blaine, please" Kurt pleaded quietly. Blaine let out a long sigh and looked up to meet Kurt's eyes.
"Look can we not talk about this here? Can we talk later" Blaine said slightly pleading; he smiled half-heartedly. Kurt wasn't completely happy but it was a start.
"Sure" Kurt whispered, he squeezed Blaine's hand one last time. Kurt let go and then proceeded to write out the notes that were on the board.
Kurt felt his phone vibrate. When the teacher wasn't looking he pulled out his phone. It was a text from Jeff.
From Jeff:
Blaine didn't want to talk, he said he was fine, but I don't buy it'.
Kurt slumped back in his chair. Kurt didn't buy it either.