Kurt tried not to get too nervous of everything and everyone around him as he walked down the steps of Dalton, worrying his lip as he took everything in. The marble floors, millions of paintings, not to mention the pillars making the entire place look like a castle. From almost two hours of searching Kurt had figured out where his room was three public bathrooms, and a study hall with a beautiful fireplace plush couch, tables and even a coffee bar. This place was more like a prep school then a reform school. Kurt had to admit it was the most breathtaking building he had ever seen, yet being only in Lima since he was in his mother's stomach he knew that he was missing out on a lot.

Kurt was about to turn the corner when he heard the noise of talking and murmuring from another room. Looking up he saw many of the Dalton boys in uniform and all around each other laughing, talking, and smiling. He never thought that you could smile in a place like this.

Looking around the many boys he smiled softly as he saw Nick who smiled back at him "Kurt!" he called out "Come here!"

Kurt worried his lip even more and shook his head, something Kurt never liked to admit was that he was shy, and didn't do well in crowds. Nick rolled his eyes at the new boy and walked over, tugging his arm as he looked back at the boys who were now looking at them.

"You sing right?" he asked as Kurt looked around "Uh," he stuttered before nodding a bit. "Y-yeah a little." He said with a shrug.

That's all that Nick needed as he tugged him into the room and looked at the boys at the front, smiling brightly "Wes, Thad, David! This is Kurt! He wants to join!" he exclaimed excitedly. Kurt rolled his eyes a bit as he shook his head before shrugging.

"I guess I could give it a shot." He agreed reluctantly as he the boys looked to him and nodded in excitement, not caring about the small badges and dark eyeliner Kurt was wearing as a lot of the boys were like that there.

Wes nodded happily as he looked to Kurt "Well, you are in luck. Auditions are today. Take a seat and we will be starting soon." he instructed.

Nick looked to him and jumped once. "C'mon! The sofas here are way too comfortable." He smiled as Kurt laughed. "I'm sure they are." he nodded before walking over and taking a seat.

As soon as his butt hit the cushion Nick's eyes went wide like the others, looking at Kurt like dears in the headlights. "What?'' Kurt asked "Something on my face?"

Nick shook his head. "No, no. That's Blaine's seat." He explained making Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Blaine's seat?"

"He always sits there...he has been for three years" said Trent and the others nodded, but Kurt shook his head. "I am sure he will be fine giving it up for one day" he huffed and smiled to himself a bit, he was like Rosa Parks; just because he wasn't Blaine didn't mean he had to move, he was here first after all.

Nick was about to make more excuses to why Kurt couldn't sit in his crushes seat when the doors were opened once more. Everyone looked back as well as Kurt and his eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat. It was that boy; it was the beautiful boy from the hall. The same eyes, the perfect skin.

Kurt blushed a bit as the others smiled and bumped fists with the boy smiling bold at their leader "Blaine!" One boy cheered. "Nice of you to join us for another year, eh?"

Blaine laughed a shook his head smiling. "I wouldn't miss it." He grinned as Kurt blushed more and hid his face.

That was Blaine? The Blaine everyone was talking about? God he was breathtakingly gorgeous. Kurt's hands started to sweat, he never acted like this. What the hell was he doing?

Nick looked over to Kurt and glared a bit, what was he thinking? Kurt waved a bit at Nick as he waved back before going over to Blaine whispering in his ear. Kurt couldn't make out what he said but as soon as he said it the beautiful angel had his eyes on him. If Kurt wasn't red before he was red now, a tomato even if that counts. Kurt's whole look was supposed to make him guarded and hidden. To have no one come through, but it was like this boy was using a wrecking ball and breaking all of his walls with just a smile.

Speaking of which, God the boy was smiling right now; big, bright and beautiful. Kurt felt himself smile as the boy winked making Kurt turn to mush.

Nick's eyes were full of hurt as he looked to his friend. Kurt didn't see the look in his eyes, the longing. Nick whispered something else to Blaine as Blaine waved it off. Walking over and taking a seat next to Kurt. Kurt couldn't stop blushing as he looked at the boy. The angel simply smiled again and had his attention on the other boys.

"You're in my seat babe" he whispered to him as Kurt swooned before coughing. "I'm sorry is your name in the seat?" he asked, trying to talk using his normal smarminess, yet his voice was higher than normal.

Blaine had to chuckle as he leaned over Kurt, pointing to an engraving on the fabric, "BA" I was in bold letters there, Showing everyone that the seat was indeed his. Blaine looked back to Kurt.

Kurt's mouth opened and closed before looking back up at the beautiful boy, "Oh, well..." he mumbled before Blaine put a hand up. "For you, I will make an exception." he said and smiled as Kurt nodded gratefully. "Okay. Good." he breathed out.

Blaine was about to say something else when Wes banged the gavel making everyone startle. Wes smiled a bit and looked around. "Hello and welcome to a new year of the Dalton Reform School Warblers!" He exclaimed excitedly, causing the boys to all clap, some yelling happily as Blaine made a wolf whistle, making Kurt giggle.

Wes sighed as he looked around. "Well, we were going to start off by showing everyone are song selections for sectionals but we actually have two new boys joining the warbles today." Wes announced. "We have Jeff, um, and yes, Kurt." he introduced as Kurt smiled. Blaine leaning over him. "Is that your name gorgeous?" he purred as Kurt only nodded biting his lip. "So we can get this started who wants to audition first? Hm?"

Kurt gnawed on his lower lip for a moment in consideration. Should he go first and get it over with, or would that make him seem to eager? She he roll his eyes and huff like he usually did before mumbling something about getting it over with and then putting on an amazing performance? Or should he just let the council decide after the silence rang out too long?

His questions were answered when the other new guy, -Jeff, he thinks-, stands up and volunteers to go first. Kurt let out a sigh of relief because honestly, he hadn't really thought much about his audition song besides what he was singing and what the words were. He never really practised much and he didn't really want to do a shitty job then end up looking like a completely talentless loser because the guy who went after him did much better. He'd rather finish them off so he can run out right after they reject him.

Never in a thousand years had Kurt expected what came next. Everyone in Dalton looked tough and like they could beat the living shit out of him in three seconds flat, so when Michael Bublé's "Haven't Met You Yet" started playing from the cd player, Kurt's eyebrows shot up to hide in his hair. Here, in Dalton Reform School, a guy who Kurt had already seen punch some other guy in the face, was singing a Michael Bublé song.

What surprised Kurt even more than that was that he was good, like, really good.

As the lyrics fell from the blonde boy's lips, Kurt felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into Blaine Anderson's spot on the couch. At least it was a comfortable couch, he reminded himself. Jeff was amazing and the entire time, he was dancing around Nick. He rolled his eyes at one point over how sickeningly sweet he was being to show how much Jeff clearly liked Nick.

The choreography consisted of little turns of the boyband variety and an awful lot of eyelash batting. It made Kurt want to puke, in all honesty.

As everyone applauded Jeff's flirty performance complete with the blonde boy landing in the victim of the flirting lap, Kurt felt his stomach drop with fear. They were all going to hate him and kick him out of their group then they were going to find him and it was going to be exactly like what had gotten him into the school in the first place.

He cleared his throat a little, not even caring that he was speaking out of turn as he said "I'm not feeling well. I'm going next rehearsal." It wasn't a question or an offer, it was a straight up demand because Kurt Hummel would not perform after that thought without throwing up everywhere.

It was odd to Kurt when Wes simply nodded with a seemingly understanding look in his eyes. There was absolutely no way he knew about what just went on inside of him, right?

Almost completely spooked by the way this boy actually cared about what happened to him, Kurt got up quickly and left. He didn't pause on the way out when he heard someone sink back into the spot he had just been in, nor when he heard someone asking what was with him. No, Kurt just kept walking because for once in his life, Kurt was truly terrified by an act of kindness that a stranger had just demonstrated. If he had of paused though for a split second to glance back at the group of boys who were staring at him with wonder, he would have noticed the slightly hurt look in Blaine Anderson's eyes; a look that even the toughest of men or even the deepest depression wouldn't be able to break through and show itself in the cold, stone, dull look that constantly remained in Blaine's eyes.If only he looked back, if only...