Warning: Slash. If you're not into that kind of thing then I suggest you leave now.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did then things would have happened so differently.
Note: Kurt never spied on the Warblers.
"Guess what's going around the rumor mill," Wes said as he took his seat next to his two best friends, Blaine and David.-
"Mr. Gibbons was coughing violating a student in the lecture hall?" Blaine suggested in a monotone voice. He was never one for rumors. You would think that at an all boys' school, there wouldn't be too many. But apparently, boys gossiped just as much as girls did.
Wes made a disgusted face at the image that brought up in his mind before shaking his head. "We're getting a new student."
"But it's the middle of the term," David looked up from his food. "We never get transfers in the middle of the term."
"Apparently this is a special case," Wes shrugged and picked up his fork to start poking at his food. "They made an exception for this kid and no one knows why."
"Do they know who it is?" Blaine asked, mildly interested.
"Nope, but some people say he's from Lima."
"Lima? That little town a couple of hours from here?" David looked thoughtful. "I didn't think anyone there would have the kind of money to get into Dalton."
"When's he coming?" Blaine popped open his soda and took a sip.
"Monday," Wes answered. "He's a junior if I'm not mistaken."
Blaine and David made noises of acknowledgement and went back to their lunches. Now that this topic was over, the three boys talked about an upcoming history test they all had.
"I'm going to miss you so much, Kurt," Mercedes pulled Kurt into a tight hug and fought the tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. When Kurt pulled away and she could see that her best friend's eyes were glassed over with tears.
"I'm going to miss you, too," Kurt said softy. He looked behind her to see the rest of his friends looking at him with sad expressions. He was touched that they had all gathered at his house to see him off, even if it was early in the morning. "I'm going to miss all of you. But, I'll see you guys whenever I come home on the weekends and on breaks. And besides, Westerville is only two hours away."
Kurt walked over to the others and was immediately pulled into a hug by Quinn and Tina. Kurt hugged them both back as he felt his eyes sting with tears. He was really going to miss them. After he let go of the two girls, Brittany came over to hug him. He saw how sad she looked and hugged her tightly. He looked over the blonde's shoulder to see Santana giving him a sad look as well. He had never been close with Santana, but seeing how upset she was over him leaving showed him how much she really did care about him. He and Santana exchanged sad smiles.
"Yeah, it is only two hours away," Rachel stepped forward and pulled Kurt into a hug. It was slightly awkward since Kurt spent the better part of a year hating her, but he soon relaxed into it and hugged her just as tight. Rachel was one of the first people to notice how upset he was and he was grateful for that. "So just give us a call if you need anything, and we'll be right there."
"Rachel's right," Finn, Kurt's new step-brother, stepped forward to hug him next. "Just call and we'll be there as soon as possible."
"We've got your back," Artie held his fist out and after staring at it for a few seconds, Kurt bumped his fist to it.
"You tell us the minute any of those prep school boys give you a hard time. It'll only take an hour if I'm behind the wheel," Puck patted him on the back and Mike nodded in agreement.
"I don't think you'll have to worry about that," Sam spoke up from where he was standing beside Quinn. "All the guys there are really nice. And they really do enforce the no bullying policy."
Sam, who went to Dalton Academy last year, was the one who told Kurt about the school. He did some research on it and the zero-tolerance no bullying policy was one of the deciding factors for Kurt. He dreaded the idea of having to wear the same thing as everyone else every day, but it was a small price to pay for being able to walk down the halls without having to worry about someone throwing a slushie at him or slamming him into some lockers.
"Glee club won't be the same without you, Kurt," Kurt looked up at the last person in the group. He was actually shocked to see Mr. Shuester there to see him off.
"Yeah, now no one will be there to fight Rachel for solos," Mercedes joked. This got a small laugh out of everyone.
"Are you going to join the Warblers?" Rachel asked suddenly.
"I…I don't know," Kurt answered hesitantly. "I thought about it, but I feel like I'll be betraying you guys."
"You should!" Tina spoke up. "You love singing. It wouldn't be right if you gave it up for us. Who cares if they're our competition at sectionals." Tina turned to glare at Rachel, who made a face and looked like she wanted to say something.
"I'll think about it," Kurt said with a shrug.
"Kurt," Burt Hummel walked up to his son. He finished putting his things into the car. "We should get going now before the traffic gets too bad. You have to meet with the headmaster to finalize everything."
"Alright, dad," Kurt said in a small voice. He turned to face his friends. He wanted to come up with something to say to them, inspirational last words if you will, but his mind was blank. As one, the eleven teenagers walked up to him and pulled him into a group hug. The tears that had been in his eyes since his friends showed up twenty minutes ago finally fell from his eyes and down his cheeks. He really was going to miss all of them.
Will Shuester looked at the group of kids with a small smile on his face. He could remember just a little over a year ago when they didn't get along. He could still remember all the fights they got into during their glee club practices. And now, here they all were, hugging Kurt goodbye. All the girls had tears falling down their faces just like Kurt. He even saw the boys' eyes shining with unshed tears as, one by one, they all pulled away from the group hug. Will's eyes widened in surprise when Kurt came up to him and gave him a quick hug goodbye.
"Thanks for everything, Mr. Shue," Kurt said through his tears. Will could only nod and return the albeit awkward hug.
"Goodbye, guys," Kurt wiped the tears away from his face and walked over to his car, where his step-parents were waiting, so they could give the teenagers a bit of privacy.
"Call as soon as you're settled in," Finn called out. He had wanted to go with them, but he had to get to school.
"I will," Kurt gave them all one last wave goodbye before getting into the car. New Directions stayed standing outside the Hudson-Hummel household, waving goodbye, until they could no longer see the car.
"Is the new kid here yet?" David asked as he walked to lunch with Blaine and Wes.
"I think so," Wes answered. "Nick said he saw some people walk into the office. I haven't heard anyone mention anything about a new kid in their classes or anything though.
"They probably gave him the morning to get settled in," Blaine pushed open the door to the Dining Hall and they went to get their food. "I remember when I first got here they gave me the morning to unpack. He'll probably show up soon."
The three boys went to their regular table and started on their lunches. About ten minutes into their lunch, the loud chatter around them quieted down and was replaced by hushed whispers. Blaine looked up and saw Wes looking intently at something behind him.
"I'm guessing that's the new kid," Wes said calmly.
Blaine, whose back was to the door, turned in his seat to see what everyone was looking at. A new person had just walked into the room. Blaine looked the new guy over. He had a very slight figure and very pale, almost flawless looking skin. He ran a hand through his perfectly combed brown hair and looked around the room. Blaine could instantly tell he was new because of the way his blue—or at least Blaine thought they were blue—eyes nervously scanned the room. Blaine had to admit that he looked quite attractive.
Kurt glanced around the room filled with boys in navy blue blazers. He could feel them all staring at him and knew that the whispered conversations were most likely about him. He bit the inside of his cheek and did his best to keep his face calm, even though he was shaking on the inside. When he was at McKinley, no one bothered to give him a second glance—heck, even the jocks that shoved him into lockers barely spared him a passing glance. Seeing all these boys looking at him was slightly unnerving.
But, he kept his head held high and went over to get something to eat. He handed the person behind the counter his meal plan card and quickly scanned the room for a place to sit. He found an empty table in the corner of the room and briskly walked over there and took a seat. He then proceeded to eat his salad, pointedly ignoring all whispering and the stares he was receiving. If there was one thing about McKinley that he was grateful for, it was that it taught him how to sit there and look calm while ignoring all the looks he was getting.
"He plays for your team, Blaine," David observed as he watched the new boy poke at his salad.
"What makes you so sure he's gay?" Blaine asked with a raised eyebrow. He had that thought, too, but he wanted to know why David thought that as well.
"You can just tell by looking at him," Wes answered for David. "There's something…feminine about the way he looks. And, if that isn't enough, just look at the way he walks and how he's sitting. No straight guy crosses his legs like that."
Blaine rolled his eyes but had to agree with the Asian's reasoning. "He's…cute, I guess."
"Cute, eh?" David smirked at his friend.
"Don't get any ideas," Blaine gave him a pointed look. "He doesn't look like my type."
"When was the last time you went out on a date?" Wes asked Blaine.
"A couple months ago?" Blaine shrugged. "I don't know. I don't really keep track."
"Months?" David mock gasped. "What happened to that Anderson charm you're so proud of? If I remember correctly, you once said you were able to make straight guys question their sexuality."
"I still have it," Blaine said defensively. "I just haven't found anyone who catches my eye recently."
"You sure about that?" Wes mocked.
"Of course," Blaine answered without hesitation. "I could get any guy I wanted. I could even get a few guys to question themselves. I've done it before."
"You willing to bet on that?" David challenged.
"What are you hinting at?" Blaine asked, his interest peaked; he was never one to turn down a bet.
"The new kid," Wes nodded in the direction of the table with its lone occupant. "Let's see you try to get him to fall for you."
"That sounds too easy," Blaine said confidently. There was no doubting the new student's sexuality. Blaine was willing to bet everything he had that he was gay; there was just no way he could be straight.
"How about this then," David pushed his empty tray away from him and turned to Blaine. "You get him to go out with you, admit he loves you, and be his boyfriend for say…three months?"
"Three months? What's in it for me?"
"Five hundred," Wes said after some thought. "From both me and David."
Blaine took some time to think about his friends' proposition. Blaine had dated a bunch of guys before and had even had a few boyfriends before; none of them ever lasted more than a month and Blaine never said he loved any of them. He wasn't even too sure he believed in love to be honest.
"I'll do it," Blaine said after some thought. Three months seemed like a long time to spend with one person—Blaine tended to get bored of his past boyfriends very easily—but a thousand was a reasonable amount of cash, he could probably use it to buy himself a new guitar or something. And, at least it will give him something to do. He glanced over to the new student sitting by himself and started planning how he was going to get him to fall in love with him.
This is an idea that just popped into my head and wouldn't go away. It was originally going to be the story that replaced No Strings Attached when it ended (for any of you who follow it, yes, its almost over) but I've found myself engrossed in the greatness that is Klaine ever since I saw that Darren Criss was in Glee. So, I decided to give it a shot.
This is my first Klaine story, and my first glee story for that matter. It was just something I wanted to try out. So, review and tell me what you think and if I should continue it or not. If I get a positive enough response, then I'll be happy to continue this. I hope I didn't do too bad with this :S