It’s been an interesting 24 hours, to say the least.

Time to offer a bit more explanation.

Kurt called me last night around 10:00 to tell me that he was transferring to Dalton. He said that Karofsky’s suspension was up, and he would be back in school today, and if he was there, then Kurt didn’t want to be. His dad and new stepmom decided that they wanted to use their honeymoon money to pay for Dalton tuition. They called the headmaster yesterday afternoon and got everything arranged and Kurt’s transfer was effective immediately. I tried to talk him through everything the best I could.

And this morning, I met him in the parking lot before first period. I barely had time to think about how strange it was to see Kurt in a Dalton blazer before he was showing me his schedule asking where his classrooms were. I could tell that he was nervous, but he was still trying to stay calm through everything.

Since his transfer happened so quickly, and because it’s tough for his family financially, he’s not going to be moving into the dorms at all. It’s not easy to pay both tuition and board here, so a lot of the guys don’t, but the commute’s going to be a bit rough for Kurt. I mean, I live closer to Dalton than he does, but I’m not too far from Lima either. The dorms are just kind of an added bonus for me…

At lunch, I introduced Kurt to some more of the Warblers (he already knew Wes and David, of course), and he came to practice this afternoon. We started off by giving him Pavarotti, one of the canaries. He’s a pretty little bird, and Kurt seemed to like him, even if he made a joke about taking him to a coal mine or something. But it was cute.

Kurt was…enthusiastic to say the least. He immediately started going on about what he thought we should do for sectionals. And it was a little bit sad when Wes told him that the council chooses all of our songs. I didn’t like seeing him upset again so soon, so I grabbed Wes after practice let out to ask him about auditions. He agreed, and Kurt gets to audition tomorrow afternoon with Nick and Jeff.

I’m nervous for his audition. More nervous than I was for mine. I’ve been singing with the Warblers for a while now, and come to think of it, I’ve never even heard Kurt sing. But since he was in glee at McKinley, he must be good, right? Or else he wouldn’t even want to be in the Warblers at all.

I hope he likes Pavarotti.

December 1, 2010
5:47pm

Well, Kurt can certainly sing.

He’s actually amazing.

A little…showy perhaps, but extremely talented.

He’s a countertenor. And his voice is just gorgeous.

He sang “Don’t Cry For Me, Argentina”.

It was beautiful, don’t get me wrong, but…it’s not quite Warbler. And that’s what I had to tell Kurt when I told Nick and Jeff that they both got to move on and sing again. He tried too hard. I felt horrible saying it to him, but the Warblers are all about teamwork and being part of a group. Kurt’s just a little too used to having to scream to be noticed, as he told me.

I probably came off like I didn’t enjoy his performance, but I honestly did. He was incredible.

Nick and Jeff were too, of course. They’re both really great. If I don’t get the solo, I’m glad one of them will. I didn’t get to see their second performances, though, as I ran off to my room right after talking to Kurt. I really felt terrible about it.

Tomorrow we find out for sure who got the solo. And Sectionals are on Saturday.

I’m still nervous. But I already promised myself that I’ll be okay if I don’t get to sing in the competition. I know I’m just a sophomore and there are a ton of guys in there who deserve this way more than me, but I can’t help wanting it. I just love it so much.

I should go relax or do homework or something. Just try not to think about everything for a while.

December 2, 2010
11:16pm

I got it.

And not only that, they want me to be the lead soloist of the Warblers for the rest of the year.

I might cry.

December 3, 2010
10:33pm

We had a seven hour Warbler rehearsal this afternoon. Granted, we took an hour was for dinner, but still. I just got back to my room.

We’re doing “Hey, Soul Sister” for Sectionals, since I already sang it for my audition and they know how it sounds in my voice. The choreography isn’t too complicated, just a lot of patterned stepping around each other and snapping like usual, but we had to integrate Kurt in and even though he’s a fast learner it just takes a lot of getting used to for everyone.

Sectionals are tomorrow, and since we have barely any time left, we’re having another rehearsal in the morning starting at 8:00.

Kurt didn’t want to have to drive all the way here from Lima that early, so I’m letting him crash on my floor for the night. He was quiet but seemed okay with it when I offered. He’s in the bathroom right now, (doing what must be the longest skin care routine ever to be invented) and I should probably be finding a blanket/pillow for him and whatnot, but I just wanted to write a little bit first.

I’m surprisingly not very nervous about tomorrow. I think all the Warblers have got this down to a T, and as far as my solo goes, I know I can hide it if I start to get stage fright right before I go on. I’ve gotten really good at that. Too good. That’s how I got the solo in the first place, after all.

Courage…

December 4, 2010
7:43am

Here goes nothing…

9:12pm

We won!

Well, sort of.

We tied with the New Directions.

I have to say, I can see why Kurt said he needed to scream to be noticed there. They’re clearly bursting with talent.

Their first number was the “Time of my Life” song from Dirty Dancing. An adorable blonde couple took the lead (Quinn and Sam, Kurt told me, after originally calling them Ken and Barbie) and they were just so sweet. For the second song they did “Valerie”, led by a girl named Santana (who Kurt referred to as Satan) and featuring two incredible dancers, Mike and Brittany.

The other glee club we were up against was a group called The Hipsters. It’s a bunch of senior citizens working for their G.E.Ds. They were very good too. In an unexpected sort of way.

They were all so wonderful. I’m glad we were able to tie. I would have hated losing, but I also would have hated beating a team that Kurt clearly still loves so much.

Despite the names he was calling them, I could tell that he only holds each and every one of them close to his heart. He’s only been gone a week and he already misses them so much.

I didn’t get to really meet any of them (other than meeting Mercedes last week); I only said a quick hello to Rachel, who Kurt was talking to just before we went on. He went on and on about how insane she is, but he also said that she’s one of the most talented people he’s ever met. Maybe I’ll get to hear her sing some time.

After the competition was over we all went out to dinner to celebrate. It was really nice actually, just being able to all relax after a crazy couple of days.

Regionals aren’t until March, so we’ve got plenty of time to worry about that. I just hope it can be as great as today turned out to be.

December 6, 2010
6:13pm

Overall, it was just a really good weekend. We tied for the win at Sectionals, we got to have the most amazing night out together as a team, and everything just feels good.

I slept so late yesterday morning. I was exhausted. By the time I woke up it was early afternoon and I had three missed calls from Wes, Nick, and Kurt, each trying to see why the hell I still asleep when I could be 1. helping him figure out which tie he should wear to his college interview tonight; 2. getting “hot blonde girl from McKinley’s” number from Kurt; and 3. meeting him for coffee to discuss the cover story of whatever magazine he found waiting for him when he got home last night. I’ll leave it open-ended as to who left which message.

Eventually I wound up completing all three, although I’m pretty sure Kurt gave me a fake number for Quinn since she’s dating Sam (still having trouble keeping names/relationships straight in my head. Those ND kids are confusing). Oh well, Nick will figure it out eventually.

Wes wound up (of course) killing it at his interview. I know it’s still a long way off, but it’s hard to imagine the Warblers without Wes next year. It’ll be like a completely different team without him on the council. It’s just weird.

Since winning (well, tying) at Sectionals this weekend, it really feels like we’re a solid team now. Not that we weren’t before, it just feels stronger now that we’ve achieved something.

I hope Kurt feels better now that he’s been here a week. He texted me this afternoon, panicking about Pavarotti. He started molting, and Kurt thought he might be sick or something. I’d hate to see him if anything ever really happens to that bird. He’s grown so attached to him. But I think he’ll be okay.