Kurt and Artie had become fast friends despite all their differences. They both also had a lot in common like they both loved to sing, they loved comic books (Kurt more of a closeted comic fan), and they both were in wheelchair accidents at the slight age of 8 and they both were tormented regularly by the football team. They had come up with a new kind of torture for wheelchair kids. This was strapping them up to their chairs and sending them flying from one end of the hallway all the way to the other end so they would end up crashing into the wall or once even a bookshelf sending books sliding across the smooth tile.

One of the top tormentors was Noah Puckerman. He was a fellow glee clubber but enjoyed picking on kids like Kurt and Artie, kids who were different.

"No! Please! Not again!" Artie pleaded as the jocks took hold of his and Kurt's wheelchair handles "We've already been shot 3 times this week!"

"Your bad luck losers!" Azimio cried out, laughing sinisterly "Karofsky! You take lady boy and I'll take second cripple!" The bullies laughed as they grabbed the handles and set up to send the boys flying down the hall until they heard a booming voice shoot out of the locker room.

"Oi! What do you two think you're doing?" Coach Bieste bellowed "Back away from the wheelchairs and get to class! Both of you!"

Karofsky and Azimio were the top school bullies but they were always afraid of Bieste so they made like bananas and split. Coach Bieste has a soft spot for Kurt and Artie, no one knew why though but she favored them and was always saving them.

"Hey, you boys okay?" Coach said. Her eyes softened immediately as she looked over the distressed boys.

Kurt and Artie nodded and rolled off after thanking coach Bieste. "That was terrible!" Kurt said, still shaking slightly as he wheeled himself towards his and Arties lockers. They had free period together but Mercedes had history so they would see each other at lunch. "C'mon Kurt lets go to the library! We can decide what we'll sing for glee auditions after school! And I got the new issue of Spiderman!" Artie was smiling up at his newfound best friend and grinned wider when Kurt agreed with a nod.

Truth be told Kurt was nervous. He hadn't really sung for real before but he knew he loved singing but he just hoped he was good enough. Mercedes was up first, then some girl called Rachel, then a girl called Tina who Kurt never noticed before and then Artie and finally Kurt. He was the last to audition and he was very nervous because what if they were all better than him? And what if he can't meet up to their expectations?

"That was great Artie! Great song choice! Welcome to the new directions" Mr. Schue was praising Artie as he rolled off the stage and clapped a comforting hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"You'll do great Kurt I promise!" Artie gave him thumbs up before rolling down the newly purchased ramps that were set up in the auditorium a couple weeks back.

"Next up we have Kurt Hummel!" Mr. Schue said happily "Come on down Kurt"

Kurt took three deep breaths, he read online somewhere that taking deep breaths when you're nervous or stressed makes you relax. It helped a little.

"Hi, my name is Kurt and I'm going to sing 'Blackbird' By the Beetles" Kurt closed his eyes and concentrated on his memories and emotions. The way his mother would hold him in his arms and sing softly to him, the way her hair always smelt of vanilla and lilacs, her soft hand caressing his cheek.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Kurt sang his way through the whole song, not noticing the tears slipping out of his eyes and the similar ones escaping Mercedes' too.

She and Artie knew about Kurt's mom, they were best friends after all!

Kurt finished the song with a choked 'thank you' and slowly wheeled himself off the stage into the warm arms of Mercedes and Artie, comforting him and drying his eyes.

"It's stupid how I get so emotional over a song but I just can't help it. I miss her so much you guys!" Kurt was crying fully now. Tears slowly rolling down his soft, porcelain cheeks, his glasz eyes were bloodshot and his upturned nose was turning pink. Mercedes cooed and clucked as she rubbed Kurt's back soothingly, Artie would shoot Kurt sympathetic glances, and he would squeeze Kurt's shoulder every so often.

Safe to say that Kurt was glad he had friends like Mercedes and Artie.

It had been months since the glee auditions and everyone that signed up made the cut. It that short time, the club gained six new members. Making the twelve needed for competitions.

"So guys! We have a new transfer student from Westerville, Ohio who wants to join our humble little glee club! Blaine Anderson!" Mr. Schue said enthusiastically as a short boy with dark, curly hair, trapped in a cage of gel, large, deep hazel eyes and tan, olive skin walked sheepishly into the room

Kurt gasped at the sight in front of him. Blaine was gorgeous. He felt his cheeks get warmer as Mercedes nudged Kurt with her elbow and winked, apparently Mercedes saw the attraction too. 'He's obviously straight' Kurt thought as he sighed, 'But it can't hurt to dream. Right?'

"Hi everyone, I'm Blaine and I just transferred from Dalton academy," Blaine started. Kurt sighed again, dreamily this time. His voice was smooth like chocolate "I want to audition for glee because I was in glee back at my old school and we had a lot of fun so, yeah…I'm going to sing teenage dream by Katy Perry"

You think I'm pretty without any make-up on

You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong

I know you get me so I let my walls come down, down

Kurt was frozen. This boy in front of him looked like a dream and sang like an angel. He was absolutely perfect. Kurt knew better than to crush on a straight guy, because it only lead to heartbreak at the end but Kurt just wanted to dream. He wanted to imagine what it would be like to be with this perfect image in front of him. 'Wait! He's looking at me while he's singing! Maybe this means something. Maybe he is gay!' Kurt thought happily. But he deflated later 'don't get your hopes up Kurt, he's probably straight and was just looking around the crowd. Yeah…that's it'

The song had ended and Blaine still had his eyes fixed on the pale blushing boy, whose eyes had fallen from him to his hands.

-BLAINE POV-

I walked into the choir room as the teacher, Mr. Schuester? Yeah, Mr. Schuester introduced me. I was met with unfamiliar faces that looked somewhat friendly, but others just looked downright scary…

"Hi everyone, I'm Blaine and I just transferred from Dalton academy," I started off, my hands were shaking a little "I want to audition for glee because I was in glee back at my old school and we had a lot of fun so, yeah…I'm going to sing teenage dream by Katy Perry"

I had started to sing when my gaze fell on a pale boy in a wheelchair. I couldn't really help but stare I mean he was beautiful! His pale, porcelain skin looked so flawless and almost glowed, his eyes were like a mix of colors like blue with green and some silver in there too, his lips were a pretty shade of rose as he smiled. He was breathtaking.

I could all but hope that this kid was gay, I mean he looked gay but I really shouldn't assume, it's rude, as mother would say. But never mind, and even if he wasn't gay, it wouldn't hurt to dream. Right?