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Wes didn't know where to look for a a teacher, because all of the staff will be in the dorm rooms checking that the students are in bed. It was 9:45pm and curfew was 10. If they went all the way there from where they were, both himself and David knew it'd probably be too late. From the state the boy was in, he looked like he was bordering on injured and fatally injured... They hoped they were wrong, but the schoolboy looked as if he had broken his bac and a couple of other limbs. His face had been caked in blood and and his hands were too.

Wes shuddered at the thought of what some people could actually do to others.

As the boys were searching for a teacher in silence, they heard a quiet voice coming from an empty classroom. They'd found someone! From Blaine's face when he saw the boy (he really needed to know the name of this kid) he probably didn't care what teacher came; even if it was Mr. Lloyd.

Mr. Lloyd was the most unpopular teacher in Dalton. He was around 45 years old but he acted like he was an old married couple. With himself. He was constantly giving our pop quizzes although that wasn't all! Whenever people were in the wrong place at the wrong time, he always blames them, for example: Last year David and Blaine had been at the school end of year party when someone had been accused of spiking the punch. David had managed to find out who it was and was just about to hand the bottle over, when Mr. Lloyd had said he was the one who had done it! No matter how many witnesses Mr. Lloyd would not admit he was wrong. Blaine and David got 2 months detention for that. Yep, he was an evil teacher.

Turns out that that voice he had heard was in fact Mr. LLoyd. Wes wasn't sure how to approach him with this problem as

a) He wasn't a 'people person'

b) He would accuse David, Blaine and himself.

I'll just have to take that chance then.

You know when you can see those multicoloured stars coming towards your face but then when you try to look at them they move? That's what I can see. I'm not really sure who I'm talking to but I hope someone is listening to this. I think I might be dead. Although I can kinda feel a hot body next to me? Is that normal? But I can't move. I can't move.

Help! I can't move! Someone please help!

Blaine was lying next to this boy stroking his hair. He felt so attached to this boy even though he barely knew him.
He had begun to merge into a singing rather than humming.

It's time to try defying gravity,

I think I'll try defying gravity,

Kiss me goodbye I am defying gravity,

And you won't bring me down!

This was Blaine's favourite song and he was now belting it out, channelling all his emotions into his singing. He hoped in the future he could do it professionally but he wasn't good enough. Maybe he could go to NYADA, they could help him... Graduation is a long way away now don't think about it now Blaine.

"That's my favourite verse."

Blaine temporarily shut down. Whoever just said that had the voice of an angel. The only person it could've come from was the boy he was lying next to, fingers in his hair. Blaine looked down to him and gave him a fond smile.

This chapter was originally going to be really short, although my others were quite short and me Beta thinks that this should be a longer one. In other stories online here, the author's notes are usually fun to read and umm well I hope mine in the future will be :)
Just thought I'd mention this, tests really suck... Physics especially. Just had one on 'waves' with Samara ;p
and let's just say that I did my best. :D Anyway, prompts are open as I don't have an ending for this story in mind. Review with your thoughts!

Oh and I'd like to say thank you to all the people who have favourited and subscribed to this story, it means alot!

Wes didn't know where to look for a a teacher, because all of the staff will be in the dorm rooms checking that the students are in bed. It was 9:45pm and curfew was 10. If they went all the way there from where they were, both himself and David knew it'd probably be too late. From the state the boy was in, he looked like he was bordering on injured and fatally injured... They hoped they were wrong, but the schoolboy looked as if he had broken his bac and a couple of other limbs. His face had been caked in blood and and his hands were too.

Wes shuddered at the thought of what some people could actually do to others.

As the boys were searching for a teacher in silence, they heard a quiet voice coming from an empty classroom. They'd found someone! From Blaine's face when he saw the boy (he really needed to know the name of this kid) he probably didn't care what teacher came; even if it was Mr. Lloyd.

Mr. Lloyd was the most unpopular teacher in Dalton. He was around 45 years old but he acted like he was an old married couple. With himself. He was constantly giving our pop quizzes although that wasn't all! Whenever people were in the wrong place at the wrong time, he always blames them, for example: Last year David and Blaine had been at the school end of year party when someone had been accused of spiking the punch. David had managed to find out who it was and was just about to hand the bottle over, when Mr. Lloyd had said he was the one who had done it! No matter how many witnesses Mr. Lloyd would not admit he was wrong. Blaine and David got 2 months detention for that. Yep, he was an evil teacher.

Turns out that that voice he had heard was in fact Mr. LLoyd. Wes wasn't sure how to approach him with this problem as

a) He wasn't a 'people person'

b) He would accuse David, Blaine and himself.

I'll just have to take that chance then.

You know when you can see those multicoloured stars coming towards your face but then when you try to look at them they move? That's what I can see. I'm not really sure who I'm talking to but I hope someone is listening to this. I think I might be dead. Although I can kinda feel a hot body next to me? Is that normal? But I can't move. I can't move.

Help! I can't move! Someone please help!

Blaine was lying next to this boy stroking his hair. He felt so attached to this boy even though he barely knew him.
He had begun to merge into a singing rather than humming.

It's time to try defying gravity,

I think I'll try defying gravity,

Kiss me goodbye I am defying gravity,

And you won't bring me down!

This was Blaine's favourite song and he was now belting it out, channelling all his emotions into his singing. He hoped in the future he could do it professionally but he wasn't good enough. Maybe he could go to NYADA, they could help him... Graduation is a long way away now don't think about it now Blaine.

"That's my favourite verse."

Blaine temporarily shut down. Whoever just said that had the voice of an angel. The only person it could've come from was the boy he was lying next to, fingers in his hair. Blaine looked down to him and gave him a fond smile.

"Thank you for coming. I'm Kurt by the way. And I'm sorry that first introductions had to happen this way."

Blaine faintly smiled in response to this and now he had finally got a name for the boy whom he was stroking.

"There's nothing at all that you need to be sorry for! Wes and David have gone to get a teacher. Who did this to you?"

Kurt tried to shift himself so he was in an easier position to talk to Blaine.

When Kurt moved a fraction to the left, Blaine could see a definite broken leg.

"Listen Kurt, you might have umm...broken your leg, so don't move it yeah?" Kurt agreed to stay put from now on, and kept assuring him that Wes would be there soon. After another 10 minutes his friends still hadn't returned and Kurt seemed to notice that he was agitated.

"Well if we're going to be here for a bit we might as well get to know each other."

The two boys had what seemed like a Q&A, which made both of them laughing at various times.

Another 10 minutes passed and Kurt and Blaine could hear footsteps and squabbling.

"Mr. Lloyd, this wasn't us!'

"Kurt the teacher who is coming is very particular about how you speak to him. Be nice and unassuming. Otherwise he will make your life hell."

"Ok. Well I was almost enjoying myself..."
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Was this OK? I hope it was... PROMPTS PLEASE! Oh and thanks to Samara for reeding this :p I know in realistic circumstances, Kurt would be panicking, but this is just a story and is not based on real life things.