Kurt

To say that Kurt was exited to get into NYADA would have been an understatement, when the letter first arrived he didn't want to open it for fear it would bring bad news. Leaving high school with a win at nationals was one thing, but managing to get into the collage of his dreams was another thing completely. To him his good luck could only go so far, and he was sure it would run out soon.
So he set the letter aside until he regained his courage to open it, Finn of all people was the one who managed to convince him to do so, saying that
‘The likely hood of you getting in, has a lot to do with the size of the envelope, and you got the big one’

And just when he thought things couldn’t get any better, he got that phone call, the one that would make his time in New York even better. When Rachel had called and informed him she had also been accepted into NYADA the two began to squeal with joy until Rachel reminded him that they really should be saving their voices, to which he agreed. It had not only been their dream get into NYADA, but they really wanted to go there together.

The two of them had been friends since Middle school, and while they hadn’t always seen eye to eye, it soon became obvious that nothing could come between them, the occasional solo maybe but they made up quickly after. Everyone knew that they were inseparable, some wondered what would happen once they got boyfriends, but that just made them stronger and they always made time for one another.

But now here he is in the court yard of this fabulous school looking for the said brunette.

Kurt moved swiftly and gracefully through the crowd trying to catch a glimpse of his best friend, grabbing pamphlets and maps and his class schedule along the way, but the girl was no where to be seen.
He started to become a little distressed, he can’t have lost her on their first day that was just bad and he had promised Finn he would look out for her.
In his frantic searching he manages to run into someone, while apologizing like a hundred times he helps them to pick up the papers that had been knocked out of their hands.

“It’s ok really, you don’t need to apologize that much, once is more then enough most people wouldn’t even bother”

Once he heard the voice he stopped looked up and that’s when he saw him, Kurt was stunned into silence.
He had seen a lot of good looking guys before and had even found himself attracted to them but this guy well; this one could blow them out of the water.

He was slightly shorter than Kurt with dark hair styled back with gel a few curls had come loose and hang just over his eyes which Kurt noticed were hazel but with more brown then green. His lips curled into a smile, they both stood up and Kurt caught a glimpse of the papers before handing them back.

“You study music theory?” Kurt asked

“Yeah, you?” the boy asked taking the papers and putting them in his messenger bag.

“Theater productions and a play write course, I’m hoping to be able to write a famous play one day you know?”

“Sounds like it would be fun,”

Kurt smiled “Yeah I hope so, when I was in high school I would complain that there were never any parts for me, so my dad suggested that I write my own” He had no idea why he was telling this complete stranger this.

“Do you know if they are going to be presenting one of yours at the end of year show case?”

“I don’t know, they will probably pick one of the best and do just the one, but I’m not really sure. I find out when classes start tomorrow”

“So it’s a good chance then?”

He smiled and looked at the ground and then back to Kurt.

“Anyway I’m Blaine” he said holding out his hand Kurt took it,

“Kurt, wait, as in Pretty in Pink?” Blaine just laughed

“You know your classics”

”Well I’m not sure if Pretty in pink can be called a classic, but I know my movies” he chuckled

“So why are you in such a hurry?”

“Oh um I’m trying to find my girl she sort of just vanished, she does that at times”

“Oh?”

“Yep”

“And now you have to find her?”

“Well it would be the right thing to do. But she’s like a cat she’ll come home when she is hungry”

“Sounds like a keeper”

“Yeah she’s loud, opinionated, overbearing, talks more then she should and wouldn’t know fashion if it was waving its arms in her face, but she’s also kind, caring, sweet and loyal, when it’s not standing in the way of her borderline sociopathic climb to the top” Kurt smiled fondly “but I love her she’s my best friend and I wouldn’t have her any other way. Although I got to say concerning her fashion or lack there of, you would think that with two gay dad’s she would get some fashion tips, But alas nether of them is a stereotype, poor girl never stood a chance.”

Kurt just smiled at the dumbfounded look on Blaine’s face, but he quickly recovered
“What does she look like I might have seen her” Blaine offered

“She’s…”

“Kurt…Oh my god there you are I’ve been looking everywhere for you, why is it you are always in the last place I look?” Rachel walked up to Kurt grabbing his arm.

“Because once you find me you stop looking!”
He kissed her on the temple affectionately, before turning back to Blaine

“Never thought of it that way” Kurt shook his head

“Sometime Rach I thing Britt rubbed off on you, Rachel this is Blaine, Blaine this is Rachel”

“As in, Pretty in Pink?”

“Why does everyone ask me that?” He asked

“His cute…does he play for your team, or mine?” Rachel stated before she began to pull him away

“Rachel what…?”

“We have to go” she said pulling him away “It was nice meeting you Blaine” she called back. Kurt let her pull him away waving a goodbye as he left.

When they were far enough away he stopped and spun her around to face him.
“Ok what was that about, have you lost your mind?”

“Oh sorry Kurt that was rude wasn’t it? I didn’t think. Its just you are never going to believe who I saw” Kurt looked at her and shrugged his shoulders, shaking his head.

“Who?” He asked pulling out his phone that just went off, he sighed when he saw who it was from.

-Missing you already- S

“Only that two faced Hag nightmare we met in our senior year, and her devastatingly horrid Gay boy, Harmony and Gavroche”.

“Wait what...” he asked putting his phone away without replying

“Harmony and Gavroche, there here” She made a face as if those names left a bad taste in her mouth Kurt couldn't blame her he didn't like them that much either.

“Oh my god, did they see you?”

“I don’t think so but they may have” Rachel looked devastated “I can’t believe she got in she’s not even that good…Ok so she’s good but…”

“Oh honey, don’t worry so much” Kurt said pulling her into a hug “You got in too even after she tried to scare you away, and you know what?” he said holding her by the shoulders at arms length, ducking down a little to look in her eyes.

“…What?” She asked as he released her, pulling his bag back into place on his own shoulder. Kurt looked around as if to see who might be listening and then leaned in to whisper…

“You are gonna beat her out for every lead and solo this school has, because you are extraordinary, one of a kind and she can try all she wants but she will never out shine…” then louder finished with”…Miss Rachel Berry” he smiled and gave her a little bow and she laughed.

“…You know what?” she said “Your right, I’m not gonna let her bring me down”

“That’s my girl, because I will be damned if I let Gavroche’s hag out shine mine”

“That goes for you too Kurt, lets not let either of them bet us”

“Come on I will walk you to your dorm room”

The walk to their dorm Building took longer then either of them would have thought, partly because it was hard to find the right building, and partly because they were so exited to be in New York they had passed said building three time before they realized it was the one they were looking for and partly because they had stumbled into the auditorium, with its huge stage and of course they couldn’t help but run up to the stage and put on a performance.

“Oh my God, look at this Rachel, I can’t believe we are finally here” Kurt said doing a little spin on the stage. Rachel’s grin was hard to hide she walked over to Kurt and he stopped spinning to face her, a huge smile on his own face. Throwing an arm around her shoulder

“And do you know what makes being here so great?” she asked him looking up to met his eyes.

Kurt shrugged “The fabulous people we will undoubtedly meet?”
Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck and he snaked his around her waist to reciprocate her hug and she pulled away and smiled widely up at him,

“Being here with you, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way can you imagine if you decided to follow that boyfriend of yours to NYU?”
Kurt frowned, and let out a little sigh.

“You really don’t like him do you” Rachel’s face fell how can she tell her best friend that no she didn’t like him and no she didn’t trust him, she never understood why he wouldn’t let Kurt meet his friends, when he had no problem meeting Kurt’s. It really bugged her it made her feel as if he didn’t think Kurt was good enough or he was ashamed of him or something, which is just stupid because Kurt is the most moral and compassionate person she has ever met, and she didn’t like seeing him treat Kurt that way.

“Do you want the truth or should I lie?” she asked

“The truth Rachel, because it is what our friendship is built on so please”

“Ok, then no I don’t”

“Care to tell me why? We have been dating for almost year and you never once said anything”

“I just don’t like how he treats you as if you’re his property, yet he doesn’t let you met his friends, hell you still haven’t met his parents and like you said you have been dating a year. I really just don’t like that Dalton boy is all.” Kurt just looked at her not knowing what to say.

“You really have thought about this haven’t you?”

“Yes, But I will continue to be nice just for you, but if he hurts you I will tell Finn and you know what he will do?”

“Yes, he will call up Puck and the two of them will make his life hell, I know”

“Exactly”

“Thank you Rachel, so should we sing a song to celebrate our arrival in New York”

“Of course…”

Blaine

Blaine Anderson has always loved music he was even in his schools show choir and had been the lead vocalist most of the time. Most of his friends thought he would try to get a recording contract or something but Blaine wanted to finish college first. When he went to his Parents to tell them he had applied for three colleges, NYADA, NYU, and Julliard, they were happy for him, but his father had requested that if he get into NYU he was to do something else as well as his music for a back up. Blaine’s father really wanted him to be a lawyer or a doctor but Blaine just wanted to make music he agreed however as his father had not prevented him from still continuing his music.
The first letter to arrive had been from Julliard, and had been only a little disappointed when the letter had been a rejection.
It was two weeks later that the second letter came, he had been out most of the day with friends, his boyfriend had been off with some of his friends that Blaine had yet to meet, but he didn’t mind, although the fact that he hadn’t met his parents yet was a little weird to him, as he had met Blaine’s parents. His father Jackson Anderson, was not a fan, Blaine was sure his father had accepted him being gay it must just have been the guy in general he didn’t like.

As soon as Blaine opened the door his mother and father were waiting for him at the kitchen table.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his mother Joyce was smiling at him over her cup of tea.

“You got a letter, it looks to be from NYU” his father looked happy, Blaine rushed over to the table picked up the letter smiling as he opened it. As he read his face fell.

“Well?” his mother asked as Blaine fell into the nearest chair.

“I didn’t get in”

“Its ok son; you still have NYADA as an option”

“I know but that one is the hardest to get into and I would have liked to go to NYU, we had a deal”

“Yes we did, IF you got into NYU, but the deal does not apply now. You are free to do as you please” Jackson reached over and squeezed his son’s hand before letting go and standing up.

“Don’t worry so much Honey, we have faith in you. You should too; you have many extracurricular activities on that list including being prefect. You were in the warblers which went to regional and nationals your final year. You still have a good chance”

That chance showed up three days later, by this time Blaine had just about given up hope that he would be accepted into college. Blaine had been up in his room playing his guitar when he heard the door bell ring. Seconds later his mother’s voice called up the stairs, he put down his guitar and went down to his mother who was standing in the living room holding a large envelope in her hands and a huge smile on her face, Blaine froze at the bottom of the stairs.

“I think you got in Baby” she said “The guy that delivered it said that the big envelopes are typically a good sign” It took Blaine a few seconds to process what she had said and shake himself out of the trance and walk up to her. He took the envelope from her and turned it over in his hands.

“It’s from NYADA” he confirmed “Should I wait till dad gets home? I think he will want to be here. I want him to be here”

“It’s your decision Baby, I don’t think your father would mind if you open it now” Joyce said, Blaine could read his mother easily. When he had told his parents he was gay his father was quiet but his mother had smiled and hugged him, she told him, he was her son and she loved him no matter who he deemed worthy of his heart. He informed her that she read far too many romance novels she just smiled and hugged him again. His dad stood up and walked out the front door, Joyce just said “Don’t worry Honey he’ll come around”
And he did, they had bonded over rebuilding a car which his father had given him, saying,
“It’s a good car to pick up chicks, well I guess in your case it would be guys” he said with a smile, at that Joyce came out, saying how pretty it was. “At lest a guy could appreciate her for what she is” Jackson had said

“And that would be?” Blaine had asked, Jackson ran a hand over the hood with an amazed look in his eyes.

“Pure beauty”

“I think I would like to wait, he will be home soon anyway” he said. So he put the letter down and the two of them got to work preparing dinner while his future sat all but forgotten on the coffee table in the living room.

Jackson Anderson arrived home just as Blaine was setting the table for dinner and Joyce was putting the food on the table with the serving spoons. When she saw her husband she smiled.
“Guess what come in the mail to day?” she asked, Jackson looked at her then shrugged as he sat down in his place at the table.

“Haven’t the foggiest” he replied as he began filling his plate.

“Blaine’s NYADA letter” Jackson looked between his son and wife with wide eyes at their smiles.

“Well don’t keep an old guy waiting” Blaine just rolled his eyes

“Your not old Dad, But I don’t know yet we were waiting for you” Jackson smiled at his son.

“He refused to open it until you were home.” Joyce supplied

“Well then” Jackson said with pride “You had better get it so we can all be put out of our misery”

Blaine parked his car in the student lot and grabbed his messenger bag from the back seat, stepped out of the car and locked it up most of the things he would need were already here so he didn’t need to carry around his possessions everywhere he went.

Blaine’s hands were full of different papers, from maps and class schedules to fliers for welcome parties. He looked around at all the people and he began to feel alone he didn’t know anyone here, he was sure it wouldn’t take long to make friends, he was always good at that but it would have been nice to know at lest one person here. He pulled out his phone and to check his messages and saw one from his father.

-Good luck on your first day son; your mom said to say hi- dad

He smiled and sent back a quick thank you and put his phone back in his pocket.
Just then someone runs into him, the papers that Blaine had been holding were knocked out of his hands, he bent down to retrieve them, while apologizing like a hundred times the guy that ran into him helped to pick them up. Blaine smiled, and watched as he gathered the maps and things before he thought he should put this guy out of his misery as he was still saying sorry.

“It’s ok really” Blaine said “You don’t need to apologize that much, once is more then enough most people wouldn’t even bother” the guy froze and glanced up and stopped talking immediately as if someone had pressed pause.

Blaine had seen a lot of good looking guys before and had even found himself attracted to them but this guy was something else entirely, he had never seen another like him, slim built, but there was definitely some muscle there, perfectly styled hair kept well away from his eyes, eyes which Blaine noticed were the most beautiful blue he had ever seen, but there was a little green in them as well. And he was dressed like he just stepped off a vogue cover shot, He smiled as they both stood up and handed back the papers he had collected.

After a quick exchange of names, a chat about their class, and a missing girl, said girl showed up and dragged the cute boy away with a quick

“It was nice meeting you Blaine” called over her shoulder.

Blaine just stood there as Kurt, let her pull him away, but waved goodbye as he left. Blaine’s eyes followed for a bit before he shook his head with a smile.

“Strange…” he said just then getting a text which he opened the smile falling from his face.

-Missing you already- S

He put his phone away without replying and headed to his dorm building, when he arrived at the dorms he walked down the hall to his door retrieved his key from his pocket, and knocked to be polite when he heard a familiar voice.

“Come in, it’s open” Blaine opened the door and walked in and his suspicions were confirmed when he saw that smile as his roommate turned to face him.

“Oh my god…Blaine?”