"Blaine hurry up, what's taking you so long?" His sister shouted from downstairs.

Blaine sighed and mumbled something that sounded like so now you are talking to me.

Celicia was already standing in the door opening, waiting for her brother. Blaine, who tried not to fall of the stairs, ignored that she was tapping her foot impatiently. He carried a big suitcase and two bags, both full of stuff from Celicia.

Their mother had made her a new dress because she was so proud of her daughter who got asked to compete for miss Summer. The whole family collected the most beautiful jewelry and hair accessorizes because they were also proud.

Blaine finally reached the last step and felt the need to ask her what she was hiding in those bags, cause it felt like she seriously put rocks in there!

Blaine, Celicia and their mother were going earlier to the festival, their father wanted to avoid Blaine as much as he could and wanted to make a good impression at the festival so he was already at the festival trying to talk with Mr. Metiers, the organizer of the festival.

When his sister saw him coming down the stairs she was already out the door, Blaine followed her with an irritated sigh. This was gonna be a long day, his mother closed the door behind them.

Kurt woke up with a smile on his face, it was the day of the festival! He loved secretly judging people and now he got to say it out loud, in public and got payed for it to do so? He already saw himself sitting there commenting on what awful choices some of the girls had made.

There was a soft knock on the door. "Mr. Greenwall, am I allowed to come in?" . It was one of the maids.

"Yes you can come in." Kurt yawned.

A short girl with brown hair en green eyes walked into the room.

"Good morning Mr. Greenwall" She pulled the curtains open. Kurt had to blink a couple times before his eyes were used to the sudden light that came through his window, it was a beautiful sunny day.

When he trembled out of his bed to take a shower the maid started making up his bed.

Kurt opened the door to his big bathroom, undid himself from his pajamas, stepped under the shower and let the hot water run over his skin. He started to daydream about the festival again and suddenly couldn't help but wonder if the farm boy would come too. The festival was the only activity where all the villagers, poor or rich would come to. When Kurt was done showering, well he realized he couldn't shower for too long, he walked back to his room.

The maid had already left and the room was clean again. He started absently dressing himself and walked downstairs to the breakfast room.

"Good morning, father, mother." He smiled at them and sat on his usual seat. His mother smiled

"Good morning darling, did you sleep well?"

"I did actually, thank you. I am really exited about judging at the festival."

"I'm sure you are son." His father commented.

"We have to be there around the afternoon. We're going by carriage, everyone will already be there when we arrive so they can welcome us. We all have special seats only yours is by the judges tables."

Kurt nodded Thanks father." He suddenly remembered something. "Is it true that the winner of this competition is going to dine here, with us? Because I heard someone say that?"

"Yes, that is true. At first we didn't agree but Mr. Metiers said it would be to keep the villagers happy and he also said he would pay for the whole dinner so your mother and I discussed it and we agreed."

"Well, that will be interesting." Kurt thought out loud.

"I can't wait until we're there, Blaine if you're keeping up that speed we won't be there until this evening!"

"Well I don't know why you need to all this stuff to win this stupid contest and it's so heavy that if I walk any faster I will drop it!"

"You'd better shut up and keep walking or I'll tell daddy what you just said!" his sister said angrily. "And it's not a stupid contest! You're just jealous because I am giving this family the justice that you just had to ruin by being what you think you are!"

Blaine opened his mouth to yell back but he knew that would only lead to worse consequences so he just ignored her and kept walking.
The rest of the trip Blaine stayed silent and his sister was busy talking to her mother about how her charms would make her loved by the judges, Blaine didn't really care.

When they arrived at the market there was a big wooden stage in the middle of the square. Behind it was the tent where all the contenders would wait to go on stage and also where they would dress. On both side of the stage were chairs, on one side there were two big chairs, with red stuffing and golden arms and on the other side were four chairs one of them also red and gold. All the chairs were higher on a platform higher than the stage so that they would stick above the crowd. Celicia saw what he was looking and said full with proud

"See those two chairs? That's where the royal family will be sitting and I believe the other big one on the other side of the stage is for their son, who will be judging!" She talked as if she tried to make him jealous. But the only thing Blaine felt was a little embarrassed because the last time he saw the son of the royal family he was awkwardly staring at him, but maybe he wouldn't even see him so Blaine didn't worry to much..

Until "Oh! and did you know that the winner gets a dinner for her and her family at the royal palace with the royal family? I'm not sure dad would let you go though because.."

He didn't pay attention to the rest she was saying. A dinner with the royal family? That meant sitting across the table from the boy he secretly liked.

Wait, what? Liked? Apparently he wasn't awake yet, he didn't like that boy? He had never even met him! He had seen him once! Still he couldn't stop thinking about those beautiful eyes and his perfect hair and his cute but also beautiful face... Oh my god he did like him.
Since when was it possible to like someone you've seen for like 5 seconds? Blaine only had a crush on a guy once before, well at least when he understood what those feelings were.

"Blaine? Blaine! BLAINE!"

Blaine jumped and was pulled back into reality. "Uh what?"

"Ugh, are you coming to the tent or are you gonna keep standing there?"

Blaine looked around an noticed he really had stopped walking and that his mother was waiting in front of the tent, his sister was standing a couple feet in front of him like she was waiting.

"Oh, right. I'm coming." He walked towards the tent.

The inside of the tent was departed in several activities. The were signs with 'Sign in', 'dressing room', 'waiting room' and 'judges room'. When they signed in and Celicia got her number (7) and they went to the dressing room. The dressing room was just a part of the tent with lots of curtains so the girls could change in private, every curtain had a number so everyone would have their own little ''dressing room''. Blaine put Celicia's stuff behind curtain number 7.

The show wouldn't begin for a little while so they went to the waiting room. During the competition the waiting room was only for the contenders but for now most of the daughters and their parents were sitting there.

"Kurt, honey. Are you ready? We're leaving!" He heard his mothers voice coming from downstairs.

"I'm coming mother!" He ran down the stairs and took his coat from one of their servants.

The three of them walked into the carriage and sat down, Kurt on one side and his parents on the other side. They were surrounded by strong looking men on horses, it was all part of the ''security''.

The trip to the festival wasn't very long. Kurt could already hear the crowd and he heard the sound of trumpets to announce that the royal family was arriving at the festival. The crowd started to cheer and wave with huge grins on their faces. From inside the carriage the royal family waved back with polite smiles.

When the carriage stopped they were escorted inside a tent behind the stage. Mr. Metiers who was waiting for them greeted them happily. "Ah Mr and Mrs Greenwall! So nice to see you again." He shook both their hands with a huge smile. "Likewise Mr Metiers." His father said, also with a smile.

Mr Metiers led them through the tent until they stopped at the sign 'Judges room'

"Mr and Mrs Greenwall would you care to wait here, the waiting room is full of average villagers."

"Thank you Mr metiers." his father nodded.

"No problem Mr Greenwall, any time." The man showed them one last smile until he walked away shouting to the nearest people to get the Greenwall's something to drink.

Not short after that a small looking man walked towards them. "Mr and Mrs Greenwall, it's an honor. Could I get you something to drink"?

"Well some tea for the three of us would be nice." His mother stated.

"Of course it's coming right away." The man walked as fast as he could and came back really quickly with some tea.

"Here you go Mr and Mrs Greenwall, if there's anything else you can just call me." He handed them the tea and walked away again.

Kurt began sipping his tea while looking around the room and he saw the other judges. One of them was a tall man with black hair and green eyes, he had a sharp face and a cool expression. The other judge was smaller woman and had brown hair curled up in some sort of art work on her head, she also had a sharp face and a cool expression. The third judge was a girl about five years older than Kurt. She had long blond hair and she was wearing a hat that matched her beautiful dress, she had blue eyes and looked like she didn't wanted to be there.

After sitting in the judges room for a while they were led to the chairs, Kurt to the biggest on of the four chairs on the right side of the stage and his parents to the big chairs on the left side of the stage.

When the crowd saw the royal family they began cheering and clapping again. He and his parents waved at them. The other three judges took place in the smaller chairs besides Kurt.

Mr Metiers walked onto the stage and (after they clapped for him too) he tried to calm the crowd down.

"Welcome! Welcome to this years festival!" the crowd cheered.

"This year we have a very special contest to open the festival and we are honored to have prince Kurt to be one of the judges and to have the company of Mr and Mrs Greenwall!" The crowd cheered and clapped again.

Great, Blaine thought to himself as he heard announce it. The royal family did bring their son. He checked to make sure if it was really the boy from the window, of course it was.

A man walked into the room and asked the parents and other family members of the contenders to leave so he could instruct the contenders. His mother wished Celicia good luck and Blaine nodded at her.

They went to search his father and sat down with him in the audience while Mr. metiers kept talking. From the corner of his eyes Blaine could see the boy looking at him from the judges table with a look of recognition. Blaine felt a light blush creep upon his cheeks and tried to hide his face behind the tall man next to him and focus his eyes on the stage and Mr. Metiers.

When Mr Metiers. finally calmed the crowd down (again) he started talking again.

"Once again it's an honor. Well this year there are 14 contenders of our village who will be competing for the title of ''Miss. Summer''. The winner won't only be knows as Miss. Summer but will also.. hold on.. win a dinner with the royal family for her and her family!" Everyone cheered again.

"Yes, yes I know!" Mr. Metiers stated happily. "Now for the contenders, let's all introduce you first before we start round one. So come one stage so we can introduce all 14 of you!".

All the 14 contenders came on stage in order from their number. They all stood there smiling and waving at the people, almost almost all the girls were wearing a dress. Mr metiers spoke again. "Introducing all the contenders. Number one will you step forward?" The crowd cheered every time Mr. Metiers called a girl forward. After he introduced all the contenders the first round started.

How could someone wear that? Kurt thought to himself. Kurt liked a couple of the girls but some of them seriously needed to learn how to dress themselves properly! For example the girl standing on the podium now wore a big dress and she had wrapped a big bow around it with a totally not matching color and on top of that she also wore a vest in a non matching color.

He didn't say much to her because he didn't wanna say what he was actually thinking so he just said

"A little bit too much different colors" and he cleared his throat.

After a while there were only 7 girls left, to his relief the girl with the weird dress and colors was already voted of.

Kurt particularly liked number 3, 7 and 12. Girl number three had long brown hair and wore a light yellow colored dress she didn't have too much accessories which kept it simple but it still looked beautiful. Girl number seven wore a beautiful dress, it was slimming on the top but the bottom had multiple layers. She had long black curly hair and her face was also beautiful but there was something not right or missing..

Kurt couldn't place it until.. suddenly he saw a flash of those gold-brown eyes in his mind. So now he was going to compare everyone with black curly hair or anyone that looked even a little bit like him with the farm boy? What was wrong with him? He shook his head and concentrated his mind on the competition again.

When there were only three girls left, number 3, number 7 and number 12 (well there's a shock Kurt thought to himself) Mr. Metiers called the girls back and went on stage.

"Well, there are only three contenders left. The judges will all pick a favorite and the one who gets chosen the most by the judges wins!"
The crowd cheered.

"Yes, yes. So please welcome the final three contestants! number 3 Alice! number 7 Celicia and number 12 Lauren!" All three girls walked on stage with a huge grin and one hand in their sides. Mr. Metiers started speaking again.

"Okay, so now the judges will each pick a favorite."

"We'll start with our first judge, Mr. Ariston?" The man with the black hair and green eyes began talking. "Well I think number 7 is the prettiest." Celicia smiled. "But I think number 3 has the most potential to win this." Now it was Alice who was smiling. "So I vote on number three.

"Okay, wonderful. Mrs. Larkins?" The blond girl nearly 5 year older than him still looked like she didn't wanna be there. "Erm- number 7, she's the prettiest, whatever" Celicia smiled and flipped her hair over one shoulder.

"So number 3 and number 7, Mrs. Riley what do you think?" The shorter looking woman with brown hair smiled. "Well I think number 7 is pretty and I agree that number 3 has the most potential but I think number 12 is unique, she's different, good different. So my vote goes to number 12". Lauren smiled nervously.

"Now our last judge, this vote will determine who wins. Prince Kurt Hummel please tell us who you like the most." The crowd went dead silent and all three the contenders held their breath.

"Well, first I would like to say I love the colors of the dress from girl number 3". Alice squealed happily.

"But I love the shape of the dress from girl number 7, really it's extraordinary." Celicia smiled proud of the dress her mother had made her.

"I also love the dress of girl number 12 but it doesn't really match your skin-tone, but I gotta say I like the intention". Lauren smiled a little.

Kurt knew what he did when he did it. "But I'm gonna go with girl number 7, congratulations!". The crowd burst into cheering. Well apart from the families from the other contenders. Somewhere Kurt knew he'd only picked the girl because she reminded him of the farm boy, but it didn't matter because one of them had to win anyway.

Blaine's parents were also clapping and his mother was cheering, Blaine just tried to look excited while he clapped.

Suddenly Mr. Metiers voice rose above the crowd. "Well congratulations contestant number 7, Celicia!" Two people walked up on the stage to hand her some sort of crown while she smiled and wiped away tears. Blaine rolled his eyes.

Mr. metiers started talking again. "Well you won the title of Miss. Summer and a family dinner with the royal family! How do you feel?". Celicia had a huge smile on her face. "It feels amazing, and I want to thank my mother for making this beautiful dress and my father for supporting me." she sniffed again and the crowd aww'd.

Blaine didn't care she didn't mention him, his thoughts were already thinking of something else. He was thinking about the price.. a dinner with the royal family. Well that was gonna be fun Blaine thought with sarcasm.

Once the event was over everyone was headed next to the stage, where there were market stalls with different activities.

Blaine didn't really feel like doing something with his family so said he would meet them home. And after a grumble of his dad not to steal food out of the fridge or break anything in the house Blaine left. Before he went home he sat on a wooden bench next which was close to the tent where the waiting room had been but out of sight from the festival. He closed his eyes wandered off in his thoughts.

Kurt's parents were still talking to Mr. Metiers and he was tired and didn't wanna listen to Mr. Metiers anymore so he walked outside of tent, all the villagers would be at the festival anyway.

When he walked outside he saw a boy sitting on a wooden bench with his eyes closed. He immediately recognized him, it was the farm boy with the lovely golden-brown eyes.

Suddenly the boy opened his eyes and once again they just looked each other in the eye, staring saying nothing.

After a while Kurt broke the silence. "Erm-, I'm sorry I didn't want to disturb you.." He saw the other boy looked at him with wide eyes.

Blaine turned a shade of red. "Oh, no it's okay. I was just eh.. sitting here". Sure because that totally made sense Blaine thought sarcastically.

Kurt had never heard his voice before but he kind off liked it. He looked at the farm boy. "Would you mind if I sat next to you?"

Blaine didn't understand why he would want that, but he certainly didn't mind. "No, no of course not". He should say something, before the air would be filled with awkwardness. "Erm-, I'm Blaine by the way." He stuck out his hand, waiting for the boy to accept it.

Kurt smiled and shook his hand. "Kurt" he said knowing that Blaine probably already knew his name.

Blaine also smiled. He tried to be polite and ask something about him. "So do you really like fashion or did Mr. Metiers just wanted you to judge because you're the prince..?" oh yeah right, because that sounded nice! "Uhh I mean not that you weren't good at it.." Blaine only blushed more.

Kurt raised his eyebrow, but he didn't take it personal. "No I really like judging, what about you?" he smiled.

Blaine sighed in relief that he hadn't insulted Kurt. "No, but my sister was in the competition." Blaine let out a small laugh.

Kurt couldn't help but laugh either, because really that was just really cute. (what?)

"Wait, so she did look like you! I thought so!" it was out of his mouth before he knew it. he put his hand on his mouth and apparently it was was his time to blush.

Blaine could only smile at the sight of a blushing Kurt. "You thought she looked like me?" He asked sweetly.

"She doesn't have your eyes though" Kurt stated. When he realized what he just said he blushed even more. Why did he say that? Why did those things just blurt out of his mouth?

Blaine let out a chuckle when he saw Kurt's face. Kurt's face turned even more red but he raised his eyebrow again and his lips became smaller. Blaine tried to hide his smile because he didn't want to make Kurt mad.

"It's true though, she has my fathers eyes. I have my mother's." Blaine tried to keep the atmosphere comfortable.

"So do I" Kurt smiled again and Blaine's hart made a small jump at the sight of that. "She must have beautiful eyes then.." Blaine didn't even notice he said that until he saw Kurt chuckle and then he too put his hand on his mouth.

"Well, thank you." Kurt laughed even more which caused Blaine to join and then they laughed until they were both in tears and couldn't remember why they started laughing in the first place.

They looked at each other still chuckling but when their eyes met they could only smile at the other. There was a silence, it wasn't really awkward but it wasn't one of those comfortable once either.

Suddenly they heard a voice from behind them and they both raised their heads. "Kurt, darling are you coming?" Kurt recognized the voice of his mother and finally broke their gaze, bot boys turned red. Kurt jumped up from the wooden bench and cleared his throat.

"I have to go, but I guess I'll see you soon then?"

Blaine still looked a little dazzled. "Oh right the dinner! Because my sister won. Yes, well I guess I will see you there then." He smiled at Kurt who couldn't help but smile back at the adorable boy in front of him. "See you at the dinner!" and he walked away, towards his parents.