Blaine Anderson crashed into the lockers as David Karofsky shoved him across the empty hall way and sneered “watch it lady face” before walking away as Blaine slid down into a sitting position, holding his head in his hands. Hate bubbled in his chest and he closed his eyes.

He just didn’t understand why Karofsky continued to bully him. Yes Blaine had at some point in his time at McKinley received a derogatory comment from just about every student except his friend into the Glee club, but Karofsky took it further. He was always shoving Blaine around, into lockers, even throwing him into the dumpster a couple of times. Blaine had also had ten times as many slushies’ as the rest of the Glee club.

Blaine sat on the ground, long after the tardy bell buzzed for the start of the next class. Sometimes Blaine wished he would dissolve into the loneliness surrounding him, he was practically invisible anyway.

A few minutes later he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Rachel Berry. Rachel annoyed Blaine to the point when sometimes he just wanted to hit her. She was the biggest drama queen he had ever met, but she was also the most talented girl in the Glee club and the two of them sang many competition duets.

“Karofsky?” Rachel asked the obvious question and Blaine merely nodded silently at Rachel’s sympathetic expression. She looked sympathetic as did the rest of the New Directions whenever the jocks, namely Dave Karofsky, inflicted some new torture upon Blaine. But none of them ever did anything. Even Mr Schue had said there was nothing he could do because Dave merely said the shoving was an accident in the hallway so they had no evidence.

“Blaine, why don’t you go visit the Warblers, see if you can get a hint of their style, see if we can get a leg up on beating them, check out the competition so to speak?” Rachel suggested. Maybe she was trying to take his mind off Karofsky, but Blaine knew this wasn’t her only reason for suggesting he should go and investigate the competition at Dalton Academy, the Warblers. The New Directions weren’t exactly the strongest team in the world at the moment and they needed all the help they could get.

Blaine sucked in a deep breath as he walked down the grand staircase looking around, seeing a giant glass circular patterned ceiling with an elaborate and ancient chandelier hanging from it.

Blaine had been walking the halls of Dalton Academy, trying to find evidence of the Warblers but had found nothing so far. Blaine rubbed the back of his neck with his right hand, pulling at the collar of the crisp white shirt he was wearing beneath a navy blue sweater. This was as close as he had gotten to the navy blue uniform on the Dalton boys when Blaine had researched the school as soon as he arrived home from McKinley the previous afternoon.

When Blaine was half way down the grand staircase a wave of students hit Blaine and he was dazed. A hundred or so boys in the same navy blazers and grey dress pants crowded the hallways babbling loudly, all heading in the same direction.

One boy who passed Blaine paused for a moment, pulling out a pocket watch to check the time and Blaine took his chance and tapped the chestnut haired boy on the shoulder.

“Excuse me, hi, can I ask you a question? I'm new here” Blaine said softly as the pocket watch boy turned to face him. Blaine was met with a pair of stunning, dazzlingly blue eyes, porcelain skin, and rosy red lips which turned up into a smile when he spoke.

“My name’s Kurt” the boy said kindly, holding out his hand which Blaine shook immediately, feeling nervous. “Blaine” he replied.

“So, what exactly is going on?” Blaine asked, remembering his question, after being distracted by Kurt's beautiful voice. It was magical, completely enchanting.

“The Warblers. Every now and then they throw an impromptu performance in the senior commons, tends to shut down the school for a while.” Kurt replied with a grin and a twinkle lighting up those dazzling blue eyes.

“So, wait, the Glee Club here is kind of cool?” Blaine asked with a hit of surprise in his tone, but he couldn’t help it, at McKinley High the Glee Club was the complete opposite of cool.

“The Warblers are like rock stars!” Kurt grinned, “Come on, I know a short cut” he added, holding out his hand to Blaine, and Blaine didn’t even give a second thought before taking Kurt’s hand and following him through the halls of Dalton.

The two didn’t exchange any more words until they reached the room Blaine supposed to be the senior commons. It was filling up fast and Kurt smiled at a few of the boys who waved to him was they entered and Kurt turned back to face Blaine.

“I stick out like a sore thumb” Blaine said hanging his head in nervousness, unable to look the beautiful boy in the eyes.

“Well next time don’t forget your jacket new kid” Kurt smiled teasingly, patting Blaine's shoulder, eyeing up the red bowtie around his neck with a grin.
“Now if you’ll excuse me” Kurt said, flinging an expensive looking designer leather bag onto a sofa beside a boy with blonde hair and then moving to where about fifteen boys were standing in a small cleared out space.

The A cappella choir began to sing and then the angel began to sing what Blaine recognised to be Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream”. Blaine watched in awe as the boys sang, unable to keep his eyes from Kurt, but noticing in his peripheral vision the other students in the room dancing along and talking in quiet but excited tones. The Warblers really were like rock stars.