Kurt remembered the feeling perfectly: barreling towards his car out of McKinley on the very last day of his senior year of high school. Even though it was just one year ago, to Kurt, it could have been an eternity. He had been through a breakup, a makeup, a big move to New York, and his father's cancer scare. He watched the seniors all running out of the school, happy, smiling, and cheering. "They have no idea what they're in for," Kurt said to himself. And then he saw him: his senior. His Blaine. "Hey!" Kurt yelled to him and waved.
Blaine smiled and ran towards him. "What are you doing here?" Blaine asked.
"I'm taking you out to dinner! We can come pick your car up later and then go back to my house and watch a movie or something," Kurt said.
"Okay!" Blaine replied. He hopped into the passenger seat of Kurt's car and Kurt drove away towards his house.
"It's a little early for dinner, so I figured we could hang out at my house for a while," Kurt said.
"That's fine," Blaine replied.
"So are you excited?" Kurt asked happily.
"Of course I am! You have no idea how ready I am for summer. Finals were brutal," Blaine replied.
"Actually I do have an idea. I stayed up with you until 2 AM a few nights ago quizzing you for AP History," Kurt laughed. "But are you excited to graduate?"
"Yeah. But I'm going to miss everyone at McKinley," Blaine replied. "But I'm really excited to live with you in New York in the fall."
"I'm excited for that too," Kurt said smiling. They laced fingers between them and continued to Kurt's house, ready to celebrate Blaine's big day.