I'm trying to think of a new name for this, let me know your ideas. :)

In this chapter I'm introducing Adam. Because I like him.

Also I'me sorry about the lack of updates, and they may be really slow for a while. I have school including 2 college classes (I'm a junior in high school) plus a job plus I'm in the midst of waiting to find out if I'm pregnant. So I'm torn in like a thousand directions right now.

With that said, please enjoy the chappie. :) XOXO

The doorbell rang just as Kurt finished his hair and he smiled to himself as he opened the door to Dave holding a pink rose.

"Hey Dave. Oooh! Pretty." Kurt smiled even wider as he took the flower and got a thin vase to place it in. He walked it over to his dresser and set it on top next to the picture of him and his dad.

"Anywhere specific you want to go?" Kurt shook his head no and took the arm Dave held out to him.

"Well in that case, I have a place I'd love to show you. Any food allergies?"

"Nope." Kurt was walking on air tonight for some reason.

"Fantastic!"

Kurt and Dave talked for almost two hours about how their lives had been going, what they were doing now, and what their plans for the future were.

"I'm re auditioning for NYADA tomorrow...I'm freaking out a bit to be honest. I have no idea what to sing or wear or anything."

"I think you need to put more emotion into your stuff. It's all great show tunes, but it's not really YOU. It's how people see you, and how you like them to see you. But it's not you. Show them you. The deep you, that very few have seen. Maybe ask your closest friends what song they think describes you, then listen through your iPod. use what you're feeling. What are you feeling?"

Kurt thought for a moment, taking it all in. What did he feel? He hasn't felt much since the break up.

"Numb."

"Numb?"

"I think I've stopped feeling. Maybe I forgot how to feel. I felt happy today when you showed up."

"Okay. Well were going to play a game I learned in Psychology class." Kurt furrowed his brow, he never much believed in Psychobabble. But he'd play along.

"Okay?"

"I'm going to say a word, be it a place, name or color or something like that and you're going to say the first emotion that comes to mind."

"Okay?"

"Paris"

"Giddy."

"Lima"

"Pain"

"Burt"

"Warm"

"Spiders"

"Fear"

"Buschwick"

"Home. Is that an emotion?"

"It's a feeling."

"Okay."

"Rachel"

"Happy"

"NYADA"

"Anxiety"

"Broadway"

"Want"

"David"

"Comfortable"

"Dinner"

"I don't know an emotion for that..."

"Friday night dinners"

"Family."

"Love"

"You want me to name an emotion for an emotion?"

"What do you feel when you hear the word love?"

"Lonely. Sad. Angry."

"Go with it."

"Hey Kurt. How was dinner?"

"It was great. But I have a question." Kurt chewed his lip as he sat next to his longest friend.

"Davids a great guy, you should totally go for it."

"What?"

"You were going to ask if you should date him."

"No. I wasn't...We found were great friends, but there's not really any spark. No, what I wanted to ask was what song do you associate with me?" Rachel thought for a moment and played with the hem of her night gown.

"I'm not sure." She said, slightly bitter. "I try to get closer and closer but it's like I'l reach this invisible fence, and I can't move past it. I don't feel like a really know you Kurt, you're the best actor in the world I think."

Kurt didn't sleep at all that night. When morning came he knew exactly what he was going to sing. It was unlike anything he'd sung before and he was so terrified, but excited, and he was just plain happy he was feeling again.

The audition room at NYADA was filled with people, they weren't all auditioning, and he knew because he was last to go. There was the admissions pannel, and a lot of seniors including Brody who was seated next to a cute blonde. But Kurt couldn't get distracted, because it was his turn.

I'm sitting in a room,
Made up of only big white walls and in the hall
There are people looking through
The window in the door
they know exactly what we're here for.

Don't look up
Just let them think
There's no place else
You'd rather be.

You're always on display
For everyone to watch and learn from,
Don't you know by now,
You can't turn back
Because this road is all you'll ever have.

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying.
Just living proof that the camera's lying.
And oh oh open wide, 'cause this is your night.
So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style.
You'll go out in style.

If you let me I could,
I'd show you how to build your fences,
Set restrictions, separate from the world.
The constant battle that you hate to fight,
Just blame the limelight.

Kurt scanned his audience and saw pleased faces on the admittance comity.

Yeah, yeah you're asking for it
With every breath that you breathe in
Just breathe it in.
Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess
You do all this big talking
So now let's see you walk it.
I said let's see you walk it.

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying.
Just living proof that the camera's lying.
And oh oh open wide, yeah oh oh open wide.
Yeah, oh oh open wide,
'Cause you'll go out in style.
You'll go out in style.

Kurt finished and caught his breath, not registering that he was getting an applause. He smiled and sat next to Rachel who was making googoo eyes at Brody, and once again he caught the eye of that tall Blonde next to him. Blondie smiled and nodded, Kurt wasnt used to male attention so he just blushed and looked to his lap.

Song is Fences by Paramore. Goodnight lovelies!