“Hey Jeffery” Kurt said as he let his bag fall from his shoulder to the bed, then sitting next to it.

Jeff looked up from his laptop and scolded “Don’t call me that Kurtie” He replied. The weird nickname thing started the first day they meet, and just stuck since.

“Are you ever going to stop calling me that?” Kurt asked, pushing his bag on to the floor but not before taking out one of his magazines out.

“I will once you stop calling me Jeffery”

“But that’s your name”

“And yours will be Kurtie until you call me Jeff”

Kurt sighed in frustration but they were both smiling from how stupid the daily argument was.

“So how was your day?” Jeff asked closing his laptop and scooting over on his bed so he was now facing Kurt.

“Good, got a new teacher in Music, all good” Kurt explained “What about you, and if it involves another science experiment gone wrong with Nick, were you blew up the classroom, I don’t want to hear about it.”

“Hey! That was one time!” Jeff said defending himself and his best friend, Kurt just smirked.

“But! We did however get Nick a date!” Jeff told him.

This got Kurt’s attention “Who? How? And When?” he asked.

“When, would be in History today. How, is thanks to yours truly and Who, that’s the funny part” Jeff old him.

Kurt raised a eyebrow “Who is it?”

“Miss. Dailey” Jeff told him, sending him in a laughing fit.

“You mean the fifty something year old history teacher!?” Kurt asked.

Jeff nodded “Well its more a blind date, both of them not knowing who the other is-”

“That is the point of a blind date” Kurt interrupted, earning another scold from Jeff.

“I know, I know but still and their date would have ended by now” Jeff said then looked at the wall clock “Meaning Nick will be coming back in three…two…and one!”

Once he finished the countdown the boys heard loud and angry footsteps coming down the halls and many door slams. Kurt was actually a bit scared, unlike Jeff who was having another laughing fit.

The dorm room door opened with a bang as it hit the wall, there in the doorway was a very angry Nick.

“Well well well, look what the cat dragged in” Jeff said with a smirk.

“Don’t give me that! You set me up with a teacher!” Nick yelled.

“Cool it Nicholas, you and Miss. Dailey have both been so lonely, I thought ‘ding ding ding, cupid to the rescue!’, you don’t have to be so rude about it!” Jeff said crossing his arms.

Nick leaped forward pinning Jeff to the bed “NOT FUNNY!”

“Umm…Kurt you wanna help me here!?” Jeff asked, turning his head to look at his roommate.

“You know what, I’m good” Kurt said standing up.

“Where are you going!? You haven’t seen Nick mad, he’ll kill me!” Jeff called as Kurt walked towards the door.

“Just don’t get blood on the carpet” Kurt said simply before stepping outside into the hallway and closing the door behind him.

Kurt shook his head gently before he stared strolling down the hallway. He decided to go to the library, he needed to study for his French test and there was no way he could study with tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber messing around all day.

He made his way to the library, thanking who ever was out there for it to be open late tonight. The room was dark, with very few lights on. The librarian was sitting at her desk, looking like she’d be anywhere but the school right now.

He made his way to one of the table’s on the far side of the library, he set his bag down and took a seat. He too out his French book and set down to study, he was basically fluent, thanks to his mom teaching him when he was little. But he still needed to refresh every now and then.

“Apr�s la marche pour ce qui semblait miles, je suis arriv� � une maison abandonn�e. Je m'approchai de la vieille porte et l'ouvrit, ne sachant pas ce qui �tait � l'int�rieur d'attente pour moi.” He read out the story under his breathe, the whole test was about this story, Kurt had known this since he was nine.
(After walking for what seemed miles, I arrived at a abandoned house. I walked up to the old door and opened it, not knowing what was inside waiting for me.)

“That’s a bit dangerous, don’t you think?” Kurt heard someone behind him, he turned his head to see his music teacher standing there.

“Mr.Anderson? What are you doing here? And you speak Fremch?” Kurt asked.

“I told you in class I had to find a song, and although you helped me with a few, I need the sheet music so I can narrow them down. And to answer your question, yes I do speak French, one of my favourite classes when I was at school.” The teacher told him smiling.

“Oh right” Kurt said simply, then slowly turned back to his work.

The silence hit them but for whatever reason, it wasn’t awkward.

Blaine moved over the table Kurt was sitting at and looked over his shoulder at his work.

“You know, I’ve heard your French teacher talk very highly of you in the teacher’s lounge” Blaine told him, Kurt looked up then he continued “Have you ever thought of taking another language, you seem to pick thing up pretty quickly”

“Really? What do you recommended?” Kurt asked.

“Well, I think you would enjoy taking Italian, it’s a fun language and not a lot of people take the class. Meaning that you learn more and quicker.” Blaine explained to him.

“Hmm…” Kurt hummed in thought after a minute he spoke “I’d like that” he said smiling.

“Ok, I’ll talk to the teacher” Blaine told him then looked at wall clock “Anyway, I better get going” he said, about to walk out but then turned to Kurt “See you in Italian”

Kurt looked up at him “What?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m help Miss. Little out for the term” Blaine told him “Ci vediamo in classe Kurt” then he left.
(See you in class Kurt)

Kurt didn’t know what to think at this point. He shook his head gently then decided maybe he should get going as well. He gathered up his book and placed them in his bag then slung it over his shoulder and walked out the library.

He made his way back to his dorm and opened the door, wondering what Nick had done to Jeff. When he opened the door, he couldn’t help but smile and laugh quietly.

On Jeff’s bed the two boys had passed out and were sleeping together. Jeff laying normally but Nick was resting his head on the blonde boys chest, both on top of the covers.

Kurt quietly changed into some old pyjama bottoms and t-shirt, he climbed in to bed and turned off the light that had been on since he left. He finally fell asleep after playing what happened in the library over and over again in his head.