A week later, Kurt was back in the library, with Hunger (the next book in the Gone series, which Kurt had suggested that they read because it was quality science-fiction, something they were lacking in for the project) sitting on the table in front of him, next to the Book, which was open to a blank page. Kurt was sitting back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling, a stupid smile on his face.

He had made it into the glee club. He auditioned on Monday after Rachel told Mr. Schuester that Kurt was interested in joining. Kurt had practiced all weekend long, drinking tea and honey in between practice sessions. Right after he let go of the final note during his audition, Mr. Schue told him that he was in. Kurt nearly burst into tears. He thanked Mr. Schue, who then said that he'd start on Thursday.
BDA, of course, had been elated for Kurt.

I'm so happy for you! Hold on...okay, I just did a happy dance around the room. That's great! Maybe we'll see each other at competitions? Oh, and "could of sung better" is wrong on so many levels because 1) it's could HAVE, and 2) I'm sure you sounded perfect.

He closed his eyes, trying to think of what BDA could possibly look like. He'd never thought about it until then, but Kurt was becoming curious. After a few minutes, he gave up. He didn't even know if he'd find BDA attractive or not. Kurt didn't quite have a "type", but he really did love hazel eyes.

Thinking about his preference of boys, Kurt then opened his eyes and turned back to the page where BDA had replied to his question about coming out:

I'd rather not get into the details. I was younger than you when I came out, and yes, it was hard, but it's gotten a lot better.
I'm surprised that it's been hard for you. Are people at your school homophobic? That's really unfortunate; I'm so sorry. I would suggest that you come to my school, but I go to an expensive private school (I know, I sound like a snob...it's complicated), and it's not worth it, considering that you're nearly done with high school. Seriously, though, it's 2012 for God's sake, why is sexuality still an issue?

BDA seemed to echo Rachel's own words. Along with BDA, Kurt was becoming closer with her. Over the past week, Kurt began to hang out with Rachel more often, talking to her before and after school and in between classes.

Kurt re-read the part about BDA's school; it seemed to fit Rachel's description of the Warblers. While Kurt wished that he had stayed to watch the performance, he was glad that he didn't. He wanted to meet BDA the proper way, if they ever actually did meet. Kurt felt a swooping sensation in his core as he thought about seeing BDA in person.

What is happening to me?He wondered. He never even considered meeting BDA before, or imagined what he looked like, but that was beginning to change.

It has only been two weeks since we started communicating, Kurt thought,it's way too early. He probably doesn't want to meet me, anyway.

Why not, though? Another voice replied.He seemed excited about the possibility of seeing you at competitions...

"Stop that," he said aloud. "Oh, crap, I'm talking to myself," he said again, and shook his head.I am definitely going crazy, he thought, and picked up Hunger to read.

"So, everyone, we have another competition coming up in about a month, and we also have a fundraiser to come up with. First, however, we have a new addition that I am very excited to introduce. Kurt, why don't you come up here and tell everyone a little bit about yourself?" Mr. Schuester asked the next day. It was Kurt's first official day as a member of the glee club, and he felt like he was going to throw up. The euphoria was long gone, and the butterflies had settled back down in his stomach.

A few sporadic claps sounded as Kurt got up from his chair in the back of the choir room, away from the other members of the glee club. He slowly walked to the front, next to Mr. Schue, who nodded at him and smiled. Kurt cleared his throat.

"Hi, everyone," he began nervously, his eyes darting around the room. Rachel was sitting directly across from him with a huge smile plastered onto her face. Her hand was interlocked with Finn's in his lap, who gave him a small smile. He recognized many of the other faces in the room; Mercedes, Santana, Brittany, Sam... and Puck, who was on the football team with Finn, but gave it up to be on the glee club. Kurt was wary of anyone who was on the football team, even if they weren't on it anymore.

He really wished that BDA were there.AHH, STOP! CONCENTRATE!

"I'm sure a lot of you know me as, uh, 'the gay guy', but I'd rather be known as Kurt Hummel, new member of the glee club. Okay, thanks," he ended awkwardly, and returned back to his seat, heat rushing up to his cheeks. He didn't look at anyone, because he didn't want to watch them stare at him as he expected them to. Mr. Schue began discussing options for the fundraiser.

As he sat back down in his chair, he heard a soft "hey". It wasn't Rachel: much to Kurt's surprise, it was Sam. Kurt didn't personally know Sam, but he heard a lot about him. Sam gestured for Kurt to sit in the empty chair next to him.

He's cute,Kurt suddenly realized. Kurt never checked out any of the guys at McKinley, considering that most of them were utter jerks. Life, however, had changed for Kurt.

Okay, there's no need to check Sam out, I'm pretty sure he's straight,he thought.

"Hi Kurt, I'm Sam. It's really nice to meet you," he said, holding out his hand.

"Hi, nice to meet you too," Kurt replied, and took it, looking up at Sam. Blue met blue, the latter nearly hidden under eyebrow-length blonde bangs. Kurt quickly let go of Sam's soft, welcoming hand and turned back to pay attention, feeling a huge wave of mixed emotions.

That was that. Just "hello", no "oh, you're gay". No mention of it, no big deal. Kurt assumed that they would, considering that his first words to the group included the word "gay", but no. Kurt felt a wave of appreciation for the glee club, even though he only now knew 3 members...kind of.

Thank you, BDA, Kurt thought as he sat back in his chair,thank you for helping me feel like I belong...

"Hey, are you okay? Oh, I know, you've got that look on your face..." Rachel grinned. Kurt looked around: the club had dispersed around the room into groups. Rachel and Finn stood in front of him.Did I really just spend the majority of my first day zoning out, thinking about BDA?Kurt thought, horrified.

"We're taking a short break, don't worry. We're going to do singing grams for the holidays-"

"Although I doubt anyone will by one-" Finn interjected under his breath, but Rachel ignored him.

"-and now we're going to practice! But why don't we chat with the other members of the club?"

Kurt's hands began to sweat. Before, they had to be nice because Mr. Schue was there; he was now deep in conversation with the pianist, not paying any attention to the club.Are they going to be as nice to me as Sam was? Kurt wondered.

"Why don't we talk to Mike..."

For five minutes, Rachel dragged him from person to person, introducing him and making small talk. Kurt couldn't help but notice that Rachel was usually greeted with a tiny groan, but either she didn't see it or she ignored it. However, when they spoke to Kurt they were, for the most part, nice, if not a little too nice. It was a bit unnatural for Kurt; he even wondered if they were acting.

"Everyone's so nice here," Kurt exclaimed as he sat back down next to Sam while Mr. Schue started handing out sheet music.

"Yeah," Sam stated with a hint of sadness, not really paying attention. He was staring at the clock. Kurt was confused by his melancholy response, but took the sheet music handed to him and immersed himself in his first song he was going to perform with the glee club.

PN: Hey! I really can't stay, but I'm going to stay here for awhile just to write a note. I just got back from glee club! It went well, I think...everyone was nice, and I did pretty good (I know it's "well", I'm just trying to get on your nerves...muahaha!) when I sang. I think so, at least, and that's all that matters, right? Also, there was a really cute guy, too, but I think he's straight. A boy can dream...that sounds really weird, I'm sorry.
"Talk" to you soon!
KH