AN: So this is set in season 2 after Kurt's starts at Dalton. Not sure why but my head canon always stick Kurt as Wes' roommate - don't ask why. This was inspired by lyric from "Ever After" by Marianas Trench

I had reached Friday afternoon of my first week at Dalton and was fighting the urge to run home for the weekend. As much as I wanted some familiarity I also didn't want my Dad to worry about be being homesick even though I was. Trying not to dwell on thoughts of home and how much I missed my family, I had instead holed myself up in my dorm room and immersed myself in schoolwork.

Hearing the door open behind me I automatically glanced over my shoulder even though I knew it would be Wes.

"Now while I admire the desire to get homework done before partying don't get too immersed in the textbooks that you forget to show up tonight," Wes comments as I turned back to my schoolwork.

I immediately look back at him, feeling a spark of panic that I had forgotten about a Warbler rehearsal. "Were we rehearsing tonight?"

I saw a short wave of confusion pass over Wes' features and then he smiled. "No, relax. I'm talking about the party I'm having. Remember, I reminded everyone about it at rehearsal the other day."

"I didn't realize I was invited," I said, recalling the announcement.

"I said everyone was invited," Wes replied. "The party is for the Warblers. You're a Warbler now."

"Yeah, but . . ."

"But what?" Wes asked as he sat on the bed. I could feel his gaze on me and I ducked my head.

"I'veneverbeeninvitedwhenjustth eguyshangout" I said quickly and softly.

"Spaces between words help, Kurt," Wes replied, his voice holding a trace of gentle amusement.

"I was saying that I've never really been included in a guy's night. I'd probably just ruin the party." I told him, spacing my words but not raising the volume in which I said them.

The comment was met with silence. After a minute or so, I ventured a look at my roommate. Wes was looking at me with a contemplating and sympathetic look.

"It's not that I'm not appreciative of being included," I added quickly. In fact, the idea that Wes wanted to spend time with me was kind of flattering. Being included as one of the guys was something that I always wanted. "However, past experiences . . ."

"Kurt, we're not like the jerks you left McKinley because of. I understand that some of your interests may not coincide with the rest of ours but that goes for all of us. David likes to listen to Jazz and I can't stand it. Trent prefers Chess over physical sports. I took gymnastics until I started here at Dalton. We all share interests but they're not all inclusive. Give us a chance, we're giving you one."

I nodded as I let his words sink in.

"Come, on. Grab what you need and come with me. You can meet my mom and sister before hand. It might help you feel more at ease."

"Okay," I agree, reaching out to close my text book. It looked as if schoolwork would have to wait.