Kurt Hummel walked into Dalton Academy; he stood on the staircase, clutching his shoulder bag and looking around anxiously.

            “Hi, are you new?” a voice asked. Kurt looked down to see a short, curly-haired boy with beautiful hazel eyes looking up at him. Kurt nodded and walked down the remaining steps to face the boy.

            “I'm Blaine. If you want, I can show you around,” he offered.

            “I-I'm Kurt. If you don't mind,” Kurt said nervously.

            “It would be my pleasure,” Blaine smiled. The two began to walk down the corridor and Blaine slipped his arm through Kurt's. “So where did you transfer from?”

            “McKinley High,” Kurt replied, feeling a slight nausea from the memories. He felt a hand on his shoulder and he sat down.

            “Were you bullied?” Blaine asked softly. Kurt nodded and buried his face in his hands. “It's okay. I was too, that's why I transferred here. Don't worry, Kurt, they're gone now. Everything is going to be okay.” Kurt looked up into Blaine's eyes and saw that he meant it.

            “Thank you,” Kurt whispered.

            “Now, on a lighter note, do you sing?” Blaine looked cheerful.

            “I was in the Glee club at McKinley,” Kurt said, brightening.

            “Blaine!” A collective voice yelled, making Kurt flinch.

            “Guys, seriously?” Blaine said. Kurt watched as two boys, one brunet and one blond, flung themselves at Blaine. “Kurt, these insanely hyper and exceptionally thoughtless boys are Nick and Jeff. Nick, Jeff, this is Kurt. He's new.”

            “Hi, Kurt,” the brunet exclaimed, jumping to attention. “I'm Nick, and this is my boyfriend Jeff.” The blond waved excitedly.

            “I bet the question on his mind is if Dalton's a gay school,” Jeff said. “It's not, but Nick and I are, and so is Blaine, and we're pretty sure Wes and David are secret gay lovers.”

            “How many times do we have to tell you? Just because we're always together does not mean we're lovers!” An Asian boy walked out of a classroom, closely flanked by an African-American boy. “Hi, I'm Wes, and this is David. Welcome to Dalton, and don't worry, Nick and Jeff are one of a kind, so they're the only ones who'll cause you grief while you're here.”

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            Two months passed and Kurt was settled into Dalton Academy. Blaine was his best friend and closest confidante. Nick and Jeff never gave Kurt any additional annoyance other than the part that everyone else suffered. Kurt became a Warbler alongside Blaine, Nick, Jeff, Wes, and David. He still kept in contact with his friends at McKinley, having sleepovers with Rachel, Mercedes, and the girls every other weekend. Life was good, or so he thought for a new boy had just transferred in and set his sights on Kurt, whose feelings for Blaine were completely obvious to everyone…that is, except Blaine.

            “Kurt, come on. Let's go give the new guy a welcoming committee,” Nick said, pulling Kurt away from the window where he was studying.

            “Fine, but don't scare him away,” Kurt relented and followed Nick and Jeff into the main hall where a tall brunet was standing.

            “Hi, I'm Nick, this is Jeff and Kurt,” Nick introduced himself, extending a hand to the boy.

            “Sebastian Smythe,” the boy replied, looking at each Warbler in turn, until he laid eyes on Kurt, who was busy studying his nails to notice.

            “Nick! Jeff! Get in here!” Wes yelled.

            “Gotta go,” Nick and Jeff said in unison before taking off upstairs.

            “So, is Dalton a gay school like I heard?” Sebastian asked smoothly, moving closer to Kurt.

            “No, just insane,” Kurt said, looking up to find a pair of lust-ridden green eyes on him. He stepped back and cleared his throat.

            “Come on. Why don't we go find a nice, quiet place and talk?” Sebastian suggested.

            “Uh, I have to get back to studying,” Kurt excused lamely and turned to leave but Sebastian caught his arm and pulled him back.

            “If you have a boyfriend, he doesn't have to know,” the brunet purred.

            “Please, I'm not okay with this,” Kurt whimpered, but Sebastian didn't seem to hear him.

            “Let him go.” Kurt was relieved to hear Blaine's voice. Sebastian released Kurt and looked around for the source.

            “Who's there?” he demanded. Blaine walked down the stairs and looked at Sebastian, anger evident on his face. Sebastian, deciding Blaine wasn't worth it, reached towards Kurt again, but Blaine stepped in front of him.

            “Touch him again and I will end you,” Blaine hissed.

            “Who are you, his boyfriend?” Sebastian smiled cockily.

            “As a matter of fact, I am and if you put one of your syphilis-infested hands on him, I'll break your wrist,” Blaine threatened. Sebastian scowled and pushed past Blaine on his way out.

            “This isn't over, either of you,” he said.

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            “Blaine, why did you call me your boyfriend?” Kurt asked; the two were sitting across from each other in Kurt's dorm.

            “I couldn't stand for that smirky meerkat-faced douche to put his hands on you and because…I kinda…sorta…like you,” he said this last part softly. Kurt felt a rush of excitement at Blaine's words and scooted closer to him.

            “I like you too,” he whispered. Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's and they stayed that way for a few moments before pulling apart.

            “It's Klaine!” Nick and Jeff burst into the room. Nick jumped onto his bed and used an arm to hold himself up.

            “Geez, do you two just follow us around?” Kurt asked, looking pissed but slightly amused.

            “Pretty much,” Jeff confirmed. “Now it's official: Klaine FTW!” Kurt shook his head and leaned against Blaine, who kissed his forehead.