When Jeff woke up, he heard the shower running and assumed that Blaine was in there. He got out of his bed slowly, and looked at their watch on the wall.
It was 06:30, so they had plenty time to get ready. He groaned as he walked over to his wardrobe. One of the many upsides about going to Dalton was that you never had to struggle with finding the right outfit to wear.
He pulled an ironed blazer and pants out of the wardrobe along with a striped tie and a dressing shirt. He quickly stripped out of his sleeping wear, and put on his blazer. He started packing his books in his backpack, as Dylan opened the door, suddenly.
“Hey Jeff! The sun is rising outside, and it’s a lovely Monday morning!” He cheered happily as he ran over to the window to look outside, where it was still dark. “The sun will rise… Soon. If not, we are nearing an apocalypse”
“Why are you so chipper this morning buddy?” Jeff asked while laughing slightly.
Dylan was about to answer when Blaine walked out of the bathroom, only wearing a towel around his hips. Dylan’s jaw dropped as he looked at Blaine with wide eyes. “Damn mate. Someone’s been working out” He said with a wicked grin on his face.
Blaine laughed “Just stop it already”
“No dude, I’m serious! You’re looking bloody gorgeous”
“Sure…” Blaine said while laughing. “I feel kind of awkward, so I’ll just find my uniform and go put it on in the bathroom” He said as he walked to his wardrobe and pulled out his uniform.
“Or you could just change here?” Jeff suggested with a wink.
Blaine snorted and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. “You wish, Harris!” He shouted as he got dressed.

Dylan and Jeff laughed at Blaine’s comment. They were both ready as Blaine exited the bathroom, fully dressed.
“So, What do you guys have in your first period?” Blaine asked as he stepped into his shoes.
They walked out the hallway as Jeff spoke.
“History class, I swear to god Mrs. Clarrison hates me, every time I open my mouth she shoots me this dirty look, like I said something to her offend her. And I don’t know what it is or what I’m doing wrong, I’m just being myself and acting like in all my other classes”
“It’s the being yourself part Jeff, that’s where you’re going wrong” Blaine said as he and Dylan burst out laughing.
Nick caught up with them from behind “What’s so funny?”
Jeff rolled his eyes, and Said sarcastically “Blaine is feeling extra sassy today and just made a really funny comment about my personality”
Nick smiled as he looked at Jeff.
“Well if you wanna get away from these jerks, you could walk with me to breakfast?” He offered his arm to Jeff and they walked off.

Dylan and Blaine crossed a corner and found a confused Kurt looking around.
“Kurt! Hey!” Blaine yelled, waving to Kurt.
“Hi, Blaine and..?”
Dylan extended his hand and tried to make an impression of an American accent.
“Hi Kurt, I’m George McSnickenhoff, and I am the president of the United States of America. Nice to meet you, good sir” He said as he shook Kurt’s hand frantically.
Blaine face palmed as he saw Kurt’s expression turning more confused. “No… Kurt, this is Dylan. He’s an ass, or an arse, as he would say” Blaine said.
“Oh. Great Britain?” Kurt asked, surprised to meet a foreigner at Dalton.
“Great Britain, yes. I’ve always wanted to visit that remarkable place! I have only heard of its greatness, but haven’t yet been lucky enough to experience it” He said, still trying to hold up his American accent.
Blaine punched Dylan in the shoulder and turned to Kurt. “An ass, as I said”
Kurt laughed. He couldn’t take his eyes of Blaine’s smiling face. It was spell bounding. The way his smile reached all the way up to his eyes. He looked so happy and just in place. He found himself smiling back at the boy, without even meaning to. It was always like this, when Kurt was around Blaine. He seemed to forget his worries and just have a great time.


“~”

First day of School had gone seemingly well, he had found all his classes with a little help from Blaine and his friends, met at least half of his teachers who seemed way better than the ones at McKinley but maybe a bit more strict. Blaine’s friends had all been super nice, and were all really helpful.
Kurt walked into the Cafeteria and immediately spotted Blaine sitting with some guy, he was pretty sure he hadn’t met yet, at a table close to the window.
He went over there and sat down next to Blaine.
“… So I was thinking that if we ever were to have sex in a bathroom I would probably do the fucking, though I would probably do that all the time” Sebastian said as he ran his hand up Blaine’s thigh.
Kurt raised his eyebrows.
“Hi Kurt, meet Sebastian” Blaine said as he shoved Sebastian’s hand away.
Kurt felt something tighten in his stomach.
“Hi Sebastian, So are the two of you... is he your boyfriend?” he looked back at Blaine, giving him a-not-approving look.
Sebastian casually brought his arm around Blaine’s waist and pulled him closer. “Yeah” He said with an evil grin.
Blaine laughed as he removed Sebastian’s arm from around him. “Yeah, you wish Smythe,” He then turned to Kurt and smiled, “No, we’re most definitely not dating”
“Oh-okay. I’m sorry I assumed”
“That’s alright. Hey! How was your first day at the prestige full Dalton Academy?”
“Wait, new meat?” Sebastian said as he looked Kurt up and down. He frowned slightly and spoke out. “Nah..”
Kurt narrowed his eyes as he looked at Sebastian. “Excuse me? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You are just not my type” Sebastian faked a smile.
“Oh, right. Like you could ever have me anyways” Kurt was really getting annoyed.
Sebastian put his hands on the table and leaned in over it. “You wanna declare war, Hummel?”
“How do you know my last name?”
Sebastian smirked. “I have my ways”
“I told him-“ Blaine said but Got cut off.
“Shut up, Anderson” Sebastian snapped.
Blaine frowned and took his book from his backpack and started reading. “Have it your way” He whispered to himself.
“Oh, if I had it my way, Kurt here,” He said and pointed to Kurt, “wouldn’t even be here, and the two of us would be back to that bathroom thing”
Kurt snorted as he shot up from his chair, “See you later, Blaine” and left.