Kurt Hummel was at the top of the success mountain, currently. He was the founder of "Hummel Co.", a famous clothing line that rose to the top quickly. Even though Kurt still enjoyed singing and acting, he knew his real passion was set only for the fashion world. And now, Kurt Hummel had it all. He was extremely famous throughout the World, known as "The Kurt Hummel". The one that survived treacherous high school. The one that survived constant torture and homophobic attitude from his hometown. The one who started on America's Next Top Designer and won. He was the new, rising middle-aged star. He was invited to popular events throughout the World, to concerts, award ceremonies, anything you can think of. But Kurt Hummel still had morals. He still had beliefs, hopes and dreams yet to be fullfilled. Kurt wasn't rude, stuck-up or all about himself, even though he knew he was basically flawless. And here Kurt Hummel was, in London, watching the male swimming/diving teams prepare for the huge 2012 Olympic Games. One of the head gamemasters contacted him, offering him a whopping $80,000 personally to design the new swimsuit bottoms for the American teams. Unfortunately, they were all here in the United Kingdom, which Kurt certainly did not mind, so he had to travel the long distance just to get a peek at the attire. Another perk Kurt recieved? He got tickets to all events of the games, a total of 4. Since Kurt was still the young boy at heart who adored his family, he invited Carole and Burt, along with Finn, to come see the Olympic games in person. This was only the beginning of July though, merely 25 days until the start of the games. 

The beautiful hotel they offered Kurt to stay in was positively luxurious. Though he was used to classy and expensive surroundings, he still flailed and giggled when he saw the new amazing technology and exciting décor that flooded the rooms. But Kurt would have to say the thrill of his entire trip here (besides touring the gorgeous London city) was meeting Blaine Anderson.

Blaine was one of Kurt's favorite athletes. He was a new olympian, though he was well known for his outstanding swimming ability in high school and college. They both attended Universities on opposite coasts of the United States; Blaine was in Standford at California and Kurt was in NYC at the Fashion Institute. Blaine and Kurt never even met before, but they were both well aware of who each other were. Though Blaine didn't realize who he was at first, he was bound to figure it out. It even took Kurt a few seconds to properly identify the gorgeous athlete, and he was completely stunned at it. Blaine was beautiful, and he knew for a fact he was completely gay. Blaine was a popular role model in the LBGT community because he is homosexual and an active athlete. Blaine works with organizations and other promotional groups that sponsor homosexuality. In fact, Kurt thought, it was actually really odd they were never acquainted before. Kurt was even more active in the Worldwide Gay community than Blaine was, sponsoring the Trevor Project and donating a lot of his profits to other organizations.

Anyway, Kurt thought, Enough of Blaine Anderson. You'll probably only see him once again, and he probably doesn't even think you're worth his time. Some annoying fashion designer, is all. Kurt sighed and laid back down on the extremely comfortable bed that was in the middle of his room. Definitely goose-feathered pillows, definitely. Kurt finally scored a day of peace to work on his design, though he knew that it would be an extremely simple task. However, Kurt wasn't too experienced with drawing designs for speedos. There was literally like 1 foot of space to design. All he had to do was plant the American flag across it and make space for the last name on the asscheeks. Kurt had absolutely no idea why they even asked for his work, because even an idiot could have drawn a design up for this project. They had pretty strict standards for their "uniform" which left little room for creativity. But it did give Kurt a really happy feeling that he would be designing the same banana-hammock Michael Phelps would be wearing, and even more importantly: Blaine Anderson.

Kurt turned off his iPhone to prevent himself from getting distracted with any important business calls or tweets. He had around 18 million twitter followers and he was certain that they wouldn't be quiet just randomly today. Kurt had an interview with InFashion magazine at 6PM, and even a personal shoot with them. That Kurt got to pose in. Rarely was he ever the model for any of his clothing, once in a while he decided he would look great enough to try it. But this magazine interview wasn't completely based on his clothing line, it was also about upcoming designs and how he was enjoying London. And tomorrow he had an hour special with some NBC morning show in London about the olympics and all that. Kurt was actually really excited for that interview, because with him would be 3 other athletes being interviewed as well as a few of the game masters. 

If anything, Kurt Hummel was a busy man. After the olympics, he was being sent back to L.A for another fashion show, before he got ready to guest star on America's Next Top Model. Finally after that, Kurt made a special time slot so he could have 2 weeks with his family back in Lima. He barely saw them as much as he wanted, only for a week on each major holiday and 3 days for his birthday. 

Kurt sighed as he closed his notepad, finally finished his drawing. He had to send the design in by next week, so he had plenty of time. As Kurt laid back, he realized his phone was buzzing loudly on the pillow next to him. Grabbing the phone he thought he had turned off, he clicked the green "Accept" button and realized it was an unknown number. Once in a while his personal phone number was released to the public, so Kurt hoped it wasn't another fan or anything like that, since Kurt had recently just released a new role in an upcoming film that was set to debut in December.

"Hello?" Kurt asked, his brow furrowed in confusion at the lack of greeting from the other end.

"This is Kurt Hummel, right?" The voice asked, and Kurt realized it was a familiar voice. The same voice that just hours earlier was almost lost after sort of drowning in an olympic pool.

"Is this by chance Blaine Anderson?" Kurt questioned, his stomach filling to the brim with butterflies in anticipation, but Kurt had no idea why they were fluttering and willed them to cease action.

"It is. I actually have a question for you." Blaine said, his voice playful and confident as he strung out the last words.