Kurt's morning was going pretty well. He got to know the other understudy for the female lead. He hadn't seen Blaine all morning since dance practice earlier. He was kind of glad since Blaine was a bit of an ass. Lunch time arrived, and Kurt was glad for the break. He decided he would pop down to the coffee shop just around the corner of the theatre. While he was walking, a group of screaming girls ran past him. He didn't really take much notice until he turned the corner and found they were now surrounding a guy. He looked a bit closer and saw it was Blaine. He was talking to them and getting his picture taken. "Don't worry. You will all get pictures." Blaine smiled for another picture. "You're amazing!" "We love you, Blaine!" Kurt could hear the fans shouting. He watched for a few seconds before deciding to carry on to the coffee shop. Kurt, slowly drinking his coffee, took out his mobile and started browsing the web. After a few minutes watching some funny YouTube videos, he decided to look on the app store. Twitter popped up as the must have app. Kurt thought for a second before downloading it. He had promised himself never to get Twitter, but after Blaine had posted a picture of him in the audition room, he decided to take a look. After spending a few minutes, he thought up his username. He tried' kurthummel', but someone had already taken it. He decided he would go with 'kurtelizabethhummel'. He found Rachel's account and followed her. Then he decided to find Blaine's. After typing 'Blaine Anderson' in the search bar, he found one called 'realblaineanderson'. He clicked on it and saw the little blue tick mark to prove it was him. He clicked the follow button, and decided to look on his timeline. There was no sign of the picture Blaine took there. He looked at the date of his last tweet. Two weeks ago. 'What had he done with the picture?' Kurt thought. "What you looking at, Hummel?" a voice behind him said, making him jump. Blaine took the seat opposite Kurt. "Your Twitter. You know how you took a picture of me when we were in the audition room? You said you posted it. I don't see it." Kurt turned the phone around and showed Blaine the screen. "Well... umm...I guess the app didn't post it. Let me check my drafts. It must have got stuck there." Blaine pulled out his phone and started typing. "Here... here...there it is. What's your username. I'll mention you in it." "Umm...it's 'kurtelizabethhummel'." "Wow, that's long. There you go. Posted. Happy now? Watch your mentions blow up." Blaine placed his phone on the table in front of him, and took a mouthful of his drink. Kurt looked back at his phone and saw the little symbol go blue. "Why has it gone blue?" Kurt asked, looking like it was some weird creature. Blaine put his hand out and looked from Kurt's phone to his hand. Kurt placed the phone in Blaine's hands, and he started to show him how Twitter worked. "I think I get it. Wait, why are all these people messaging me?" Kurt read through all the mentions that ranged from 'Who is he?' to 'He's cute!'. "Can I ask you a question?" Kurt grabbed his phone back off Blaine and placed it on the table next to his cup. "Sure," Blaine said, taking another mouthful. "How did you... well, get your first Broadway role? Any tips or advice you can give me?" "Well, I had a small role in this TV soap when I was 17. The casting guy moved to New York to work on this show. He invited me down to audition and I guess they liked what they saw. I mean, who wouldn't, right?" Blaine winked. "So, are you saying I should go on a television show?" "You asked me how I got into it." Kurt took another mouthful of coffee. His phone buzzed. He picked it up to see a message from Tom. "So, Kurt, tell me a bit more about you. I'm sure you already know a lot about me." Kurt choked a bit on his coffee. Did Blaine really just ask about his life? "Umm... I come from Lima, Ohio. Studied Musical Theatre at NYADA. I'm 23..." he said, placing his coffee back down. "So, Kurt, 23, from Lima, Ohio... are you seeing anybody?" Blaine winked. "Actually, I just started dating this really great guy. We met the other day. We just got along and, you know..." Blaine got up and placed his bag on his shoulder. "I better be off, got an interview to attend on national TV. Can't keep them waiting." Kurt just looked at him in shock. This guy changes personalities in seconds. "So, how did it go?" Kurt heard a voice as he entered his apartment. "Amazing!" Kurt walked in and sat down on the sofa next to Rachel, not bothering to take off his jacket or shoes. He told her everything about his day. "Oh, yeah, I thought you said you weren't going to get Twitter," Rachel asked, bringing up his profile on her laptop. They looked a bit closer. Kurt had already gained over 200 followers since Blaine sent that tweet, and Kurt hadn't even tweeted yet. "I tell you what, Kurt. Blaine is going to help you gain a fan base. Smile!" Rachel held up her phone in the air. "Why?" "You need a profile picture so at least your follows - a.k.a. 'soon to be fans' - know what you look like." Kurt smiled, letting Rachel take the picture. "My hair better look ok." Blaine spent his evening alone in his apartment, watching reruns of 'Friends'. He was on his third bottle of beer. He pulled out his script from his bag and started reading the lines. After ten minutes, he gave up. He grabbed his phone and ordered a pizza. He pulled up the picture on his phone of Kurt and looked at it before throwing his phone to the other side of the room. "KURT! KURT!" "WHAT?" "You're new best friend is on telly." Kurt came running into the room and saw Blaine on the TV. "Wow. He wasn't lying about him being on a chat show." They watched for a few minutes as this all-round, friendly, popular guy talked on TV. "I swear, this guy has more faces then Two-Face. I see a new personality every second." Rachel turned to look at Kurt. "You off out?" she asked as she got up off the sofa and walked over to Kurt. "Yeah. Out with Tom... don't wait up." "Have a good night, Kurt. Remember, you have work in the morning." Rachel laughed as she walked behind him to the door. "Have fun."