A New York State of Mind
Chapter 2
Kurt woke up with a rough start when he felt something thrown at him and a series of mumbles and frustrated groans. "…Blaine? What's wrong?"
Blaine turned around, "oh, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry I woke you up!" He continued to rummage through the pile on his desk. Even though they had only been in New York for a week, Blaine's desk had managed to become stacked with several books and paper. Why did you choose to study law again? Oh, right. Family, Kurt rolled his eyes.
"I really don't understand how you can have that much stuff already, and you've only had classes for two days!" They had been in New York for about three weeks already, but classes had only started this week. Kurt decided that he probably wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, so he lazily stretched his arms over his head and disentangled himself from the blankets. "What are you looking for anyways? You don't even have class till 10, and it's 7."
Blaine continued to scour through the piles on his desk, before finally picking out a thick packet. "Aha! Found it!" He quickly put it into his bag, along with one of the biggest textbooks on his desk. "I was looking for the course syllabus for my lawyering class….and don't you dare laugh at the name! It's a completely legitimate class!"
His boyfriend couldn't help but give out a tiny giggle. "Lawyering? I'm sorry, but for a professional career, that class just sounds so…unprofessional. It sounds like what a three year old would call it!" He continued to giggle some more, which eventually led to him giving full out laughs.
Blaine couldn't help but laugh along with him. "Ok, ok, I admit, it does have a pretty dumb name. But my professor is pretty cool, and my class is a decent size." He went to take a seat next to his boyfriend and pull him into his lap. "And I have some classes with you." He kissed Kurt's head. "How about you, me, and Rachel grab some breakfast on the way to class?"
"I'd love to, but I can't! Class at 8! And I'm running late!" Rachel peeked into their room. "Oh, ok, good, you guys are fully clothed."
"Rachel, that was ONE time-"
"So far."
"-shut up Blaine. Don't encourage her!" Kurt crossed his arms, which led to him sinking deeper into Blaine's embrace.
Rachel smiled warmly at her roommates. "Well, when you two are done with your lover's quarrel, I was going to inform you that I would not be able to join your breakfast dash since I have to get to class a bit early, and I'm still not dressed!"
"Rachel. May I remind you that Juilliard is a walk across the park. Literally. NYU is over fifty blocks away. You will NOT be late," Kurt rolled his eyes. The girl always had a flare for the dramatic. But then again, so did he.
Blaine snuggled his head into the crook of Kurt's neck, "aw, don't worry Rachel. How about, since none of us have classes in the afternoon, we all meet up for lunch then?" His roommates nodded in agreement.
"Oh crap, it's already 7:20! Ok, I'll see you guys later!" Rachel dashed out, running into her room. The two boys sat in a content silence till they heard the ding of the elevator going down.
"Blaine?"
"Yes?"
"We should probably get ready now if we want to get to class on time."
"Probably."
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"Kurt Hummel and Rachel Berry. Is that correct?" A balding man rummaged through several files on his desk. "Both from Lima, Ohio. William McKinely High School's class of 2012. The Glee Club New Directions placed fifth last year for Nationals." He gave the two a critical look. "Every year, I always get kids like you. Fresh out of high school with big eyes and dreams of making it on that Broadway stage. And about 99% of them who audition are shot down without a callback. You two better prove it me that you have what it takes to make it."
Kurt held his breath. The two were standing on the stage underneath the almost blinding lights of the theatre. He could barely see Blaine in the very back of the theatre. He and Rachel had gotten a call last night that they both had auditions for an off-off Broadway production of Curtains. Well, we're starting somewhere, he thought to himself.
"Oh, don't worry Mr. Harrigan, we won't disappoint you," Rachel said. "Who would you want to hear first?"
"We'll start with you. And you are auditioning for the role of…?" Mr. Harrigan took out a notepad, pen, and a recorder. Kurt squeezed her hand reassuringly and walked off the stage.
"Georgia Hendricks, sir. I will be singing 'Thinking of Him'."
"Go ahead."
Rachel had been waiting for this moment. She knew that in no time, she wouldn't be on off-off Broadway shows. She'd make it to the main stage soon. Opening her mouth, she started singing her heart out. She had other auditions as well, but this one was the most promising. She and Kurt had looked up Mr. Harrigan the night before, and found out he had worked with several theatre stars before they had made it big.
She continued to sing. "Telling the truth when no one is willing to tell him the truth,"
"Ok, that's enough." Mr. Harrigan put a hand up, signaling her to stop. "Hummel, your turn."
Kurt gave Rachel a quick hug then walked back into the spotlight. Kurt, it's ok. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. "I am auditioning for the role of Christopher Belling, and I will be singing 'The Woman's Dead'."
"Go ahead."
He sang, trying to express different emotions into his movements. Christopher Belling was the only role that really called out to him.
"Can't blow her nose, can't shake her head, see for yourse-"
"Ok, that's enough." Mr. Harrigan raised his hand. Rachel joined Kurt back on stage, holding his hand. They stood up there was the Broadway recruiter looked through his hastily jotted down notes. A few minutes later, he spoke again. "Well, I can clearly see why your Glee club made it in the top ten. You two are quite talented. Your audition tapes were also wonderful." The two on stage tried to suppress a grin. "And you two seem to be quite ambitious, considering instead of auditioning for ensemble roles, you two went for larger roles. I will have to ruminate on this. I will give you two a call when I have reached a final decision. Thank you for coming."
"Thanks you so much Mr. Harringan." Rachel said and they both walked of the stage to where Blaine was waiting for them in the back.
"You guys did great," he assured them, giving Kurt a quick kiss. "There's no way he can't say no!"
"Thanks Blaine," Rachel hugged him. "How about some ice cream to celebrate our first audition?"
"Don't need to tell me twice!" Blaine pulled the two out of the theatre, the three of them laughing. We can only get better from here.
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Blaine was alone in the apartment, writing his paper for one of his classes. Rachel and Kurt had gone out to do some grocery shopping since they were running low on food. When Blaine had the idea of living in his family's Fifth Avenue apartment for college, he wanted to live simply. He didn't want the maids or butlers. He wanted to do everything himself, and Kurt and Rachel were fine with that. The only member of the Anderson's usual staff that worked in the apartment was the cleaning woman who came in once a week since the three of them didn't have much time to clean since classes were in full swing in the middle of September. Blaine was busy with studying as many law books as possible, Kurt was busy with his designs, and Rachel had to compose songs with at least three part harmonies.
They each also had found jobs; Blaine played the piano (or violin, depending on what they wanted) and sang for a high society club (his father was able to pull a few string, considering his father was a member of it), while Kurt and Rachel worked at a caf� a few blocks away from the apartment.
The phone rang, and Blaine quickly picked it up, not recognizing the number. "Hello?"
"Hello, this is Donald Harrigan from the Storm Theatre. Is this Kurt Hummel?"
The old man from Kurt and Rachel's audition two weeks ago, Blaine remembered. Took long enough. "Oh, they're not here right now, but they should be back soon. This is their roommate; would you like to leave a message for them?"