A/N: You GUYS this is four pages long. Geeeeeeeezz. You all are so lucky I love you and listen to you. Thanks for all the kind words!

I realized I haven't disclaimed yet so this is me disclaiming whatever I need to disclaime.

The Ride

School was…different.

Kurt wasn't used to it. The friendly atmosphere, the larger building, the kind people, the already challenging classes, it was a very good different.

Finn didn't really agree with him. Kurt knew he missed Lima; they're old home, with him being the star quarterback with too many friends to count. It made Kurt feel guilty. He was the reason they had to move, after all. But he knew Finn didn't blame him.

Burt, before he left for school that morning, talked to him about being a better participant. Kurt had no idea what he was talking about, he participated plenty back in Ohio. He was on the freaking football team his sophomore year! For only one game, but still!

"It's your senior year, Kurt," his dad told him, "you need to have as much fun as you can." So Kurt had to listen. The only thing he could think of to join was glee club, which he performed in until his junior year, after discovering the school had one. And apparently at East Kentwood High, the first glee club meeting just has to start on the first day of school and it just needed to run until seven thirty. And since Carole already picked Finn up from his football try-outs and took the car to work, and his dad was working on recreating the garage he owned in Lima, Kurt didn't have a ride home. He had to walk the ten miles when the sun was just setting. Kurt was wearing his new boots.

This ruined his first day.

But he only had to walk a half hour before a car drove slowly passed him, and stopped just a few feet up the street.

Kurt paused. Who was in the car? Was it a pedophile, some guy asking if he wanted candy or something? He didn't recognize that car with anyone he knew.

Kurt cautiously took a few steps forward. When the car did nothing, he started to speed walk, seeing if he could get away with just walking right past it and acting like the next driveway was his own.

"Hey!" Kurt heard a familiar voice yell from the car. He stopped and turned to see Blaine Anderson in the driver's seat. "You're Kurt, right?" Kurt nodded slowly. "Do you need a ride?"

"Oh, no, you don't have to-"

"It's about 9.5 miles from your house from here. That's got to be about a five hour walk, depending on how fast you're going." Blaine gave him a small smile. "Are you sure you don't want a ride?"

Blaine had him at five hour walk.

The first ten minutes were silent and awkward. Kurt didn't really know what to say to someone he's never had a real conversation with, but he did want to say something.

"Your brother murdered your parents."

That wasn't what he wanted to say at all. God, that's horrible.

Kurt turned and was surprised to see that Blaine didn't look offended, just sad. There was no other way to describe his expression.

"I'm so sorry! It's just that I heard some of the kids at school mention it and my parents were talking about it, but I wasn't trying to be rude or anything-"

"Kurt, it's okay." Blaine reassured. "Everyone who sees me can't go without mentioning it at least once."

"It seems to me this town needs to find some new gossip." Blaine laughed quietly, and then stopped, as if laughing was something he wasn't supposed to do.

"So…do people bother you a lot?" Kurt asked. He didn't know why, but the thought of someone bothering Blaine made him angry.

It took a while for Blaine to answer. "Not all the time. Usually they just ignore me. But sometimes…teenagers think it's funny to call me a freak, or something immature like that. It doesn't really bother me."

It bothered him very much. Kurt could see it in his eyes.

"So, why'd you move out here? It kind of seems like a random place to move, to me." Blaine asked and turned his eyes from the road to look at Kurt, and then turned back. His eyes were hazel

"We have family out here." Kurt took a chance. "I was getting bullied at my old school. My dad found out about one guy who did something…bad…and told the faculty. They didn't really do anything, so he decided to have us move to start fresh."

"Why were you bullied? If you don't mind me asking?" Blaine stared at the road with wide eyes; as if afraid he offended Kurt.

Kurt couldn't help it, he smiled. "Oh, you know, I was in glee club, I have a girly voice, I'm gay."

"You were in glee club?"

That's all he asks. Kurt liked him already. He nodded.

Blaine gave a true smile. "I was in glee club in high school."

"Really? Did you go to East? Because I just joined there and their meeting times are ridiculous."

Blaine's shoulders shook, trying to hold in his laughter. "No, I went to Dalton Academy. It's a private school in Ohio. Not too far from where you lived, actually."

"Why there?"

"Huh?" Blaine's smile dropped, Kurt wondered if he said the wrong thing. "Oh…my social worker sent me there as an alternative for finding a foster family. My parents were pretty well off, and it's the place my dad went to school. I lived there until I graduated."

"Where do you go to school now?"

"Grand Rapids."

"Was that your first choice?"

Blaine paused, and Kurt wondered, yet again, if he said the wrong thing. He was probably being nosy by now.

"Sort of." Blaine said slowly.

"Why'd you...why'd you come back here?" Kurt had to ask. It's what he's been wondering since he brought up glee club.

Blaine sighed like he was hoping Kurt wouldn't ask. "I don't plan on staying long. I've just been trying to fix the house up. I want to sell it."

"But how can you-"

"Do you want to listen to music?" Blaine interrupted, so Kurt dropped the subject. "The stuff I have is on the console."

Kurt looked between them to see a few coverless CD's that Blaine obviously burned. He looked at the writing on the cases and was very surprised to find out that all Blaine had was Pink, Katy Perry, and even old classic Disney songs.

"Don't you have anything good? Like Broadway good? What is this?"

"You can't dis my Katy Perry, Kurt. And the only Broadway show I know really well is Music Man."

Kurt jumped out of his seat in excitement, causing Blaine to jump as well. "Sorry, but Music Man is one of my favorite musicals besides Wicked. You need that CD. You need it now."

Blaine's shoulders shook again with a timid smile. "I don't have time to burn CD's anymore. Or I never find the time. School takes up most of it."

"Don't you have an iPod?

Blaine smiled again and shook his head. Kurt really liked his smile.

They spent nearly the rest of the drive not speaking, and Kurt noticed the silence was comfortable. Very comfortable, just sitting there next to Blaine, until another thought occurred to him.

"You have a lovely voice," he said way before he thought about them.

Blaine nearly drove off the road he was so surprised. "You heard me?" His voice was almost panicked.

"This morning. No wonder you like Katy Perry so much, you sound great singing her songs." Kurt had no idea where that compliment came from.

Blaine looked like he was contemplating on how he should answer, and decided nothing would suffice. He just looked surprised he was being complimented at all. Kurt didn't know what to think of this.

They pulled up to Kurt's driveway in silence.

"Thanks for the ride, Blaine. It was very nice of you."

"You're welcome," Blaine replied.

He didn't smile.

R&R PLEASE! I know this one kinda sucks, but it's a key scene.