A/N: Hi guys! I'm back! I hope you're glad as I am. I wanted to wait for my exams to finish but I couldn't resist writing 'cause many ideas kept popping in my head so here it is! I decided to go with the assistant!Kurt thing. I know most of you voted for Cheerio!Kurt and Skank!Blaine but I didn't abandon the idea: I have a one shot of that almost ready for you!
Anyway I hope you like this thing - you'll find some OCs loosely based off my friends because I needed OCs and I wanted them to be part of this, since they always help me with my fics. Gosh, this note is long! But I hope you read this and review. x
P.S.: Thanks to my soulmate for helping me come up with the title of this! xo
A new beginning
"Dad, stop!" Kurt was stuck in his father's arms so tight that he almost couldn't breathe. It wasn't the first time he left home, he just came back from three months around Europe, but this time he would be gone for a very long time since he found a job in Los Angeles.
"Call as soon as you land!"
"And don't talk to strangers!"
"Dad, I'm 22. I guess I'm old enough to just take candies from them." Burt gave him a serious look but relaxed when he got that Kurt was just joking. They hugged one last time and then Kurt has to board his plane.
"Don't forget to call!" Burt shouted while Kurt was already going. "I won't!" He reassured his dad and got on the plane. He reached his seat and fastened his seatbelt, he just wanted to sleep for the next five hours at least but he knew he would definitely be too excited to do that. Sure he never imagined he would get a job like that: personal shopper and assistant of one of the most popular actors around. And he was so cute but straight, obviously, because luck wasn't always so generous with Kurt Hummel. On the other hand, he would live in one of the most entertaining cities of the world and found an apartment right on Santa Monica Boulevard, with two roommates who seemed quite funny, at least on the phone.
With all of his thoughts running through his mind, Kurt fell asleep and opened his eyes again only when the captain was announcing landing.
"Let the games begin." He thought.
"I'm so happy to have my own little gay friend!"
"Penny, calm down, we don't even know him!"
"He's gonna be Blaine Anderson's assistant, Amy! I already love him!"
The two girls were waiting for Kurt to show up at their door, it was the first time they had a roommate and Penny even baked him chocolate muffins, hoping to buy his affection as soon as he walked in. She was a big fan of Blaine Anderson and was already thinking about being invited to parties thanks to Kurt and his job. Amy, on the other hand, was just thinking about saving the girls' accounts, they really needed a roommate and Kurt seemed quite alright.
Kurt didn't have problems finding his apartment, after being on adventures all over Europe that summer, he just knew how to move around. The building was cute, not too fancy, not too shabby and had an elevator – thank God – because Kurt's apartment was on the 6th floor.
He knocked on the door and, after only three seconds, a girl with red hair and green eyes opened it.
"Hi! I'm Penelope, but all my friends call me Penny. Welcome!" She took Kurt's luggage and brought it inside, while the boy followed, trying to keep up with her fast walk. She rushed to the living room, where Kurt noticed the other girl, she was a brunette and had a sweet smile on her face.
"Hi! I'm Amy. It's nice to meet you."
"You too." Kurt finally talked and tried to make himself comfortable while Penny took something out of the oven and put it on the table.
"Here: have a muffin! I made them for you."
"Oh, thanks." He took a big bite out of one of the muffins and smiled: it was delicious.
"Wow! These are really good!"
"Now, Kurt, here are your keys. There isn't much to say: this is your home now, you can do whatever you want, as long as it's legal and not dangerous."
Kurt smiled, he already liked these girls. He took the keys and put them in his jeans pocket – then he got up and got the bag full of clothes that was next to his chair.
"I think I'm gonna start unpacking now, but thanks." He pointed at the muffins and Penny smiled, proudly.
"I'm gonna show you the room."
They went through a long corridor that had two doors on the left and one on the right, at the end of it there was another door.
"First door on the left is my room, second is Amy's. Yours is, of course this one on the right – you have a bathroom in the room as you can see." She pushed the door open "Me and Amy share the bathroom at the end of the corridor."
Kurt looked around: the room was quite big with a king sized bed at the center, two nightstands and a large wardrobe pushed against the right wall. On the other side of the wardrobe there was a door, the bathroom of course.
"I'll let you unpack. If you need any help, just yell." She smiled as Kurt nodded and thanked the girl, closing the door behind her. Kurt leaned against it and sighed, he gave another looked around then threw himself on the bed, resting his arm on his closed eyes. He did it. He graduated from high school, then college, he spent last summer traveling Europe and now he was living in LA, with a job waiting for him the next day.
He then remembered he still had to call his dad to let him know he got to LA okay, so he rolled over the bed and took the cell phone out of his pocket.
"Hey kiddo! Is everything okay?"
"Yes. I just got home. The flight was good, too long though."
"How's your new house?"
"Quite big, well I think for three people it's fine."
"Good. What about tomorrow?"
"I have to get up at 6AM to be at work at 8:00 and be instructed about my job."
"Give me a call as soon as you're out. I want to hear more about this job of yours."
"Will do, dad. I have to go now, I have to unpack something before I crash on the bed."
"Okay kid. I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you."
"Bye dad, I love you too."
He hung up and sighed, he set the alarm on his phone, in case he would forget later, and it was good he did, because before he knew it, he was fast asleep – exhausted after the long trip and the day full of emotions.
"Ding-Dong! The wicked witch is dead! Wake up you sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of that bed! Wake up! The wicked old witch is dead!"
Kurt blinked twice before realizing it was his alarm "singing", he turned it off and rubbed his eyes, looking around.
"Well, so much for unpacking." He got up and quickly started to pull an outfit out of his bag, fortunately he was so organized that he could do that in his sleep. He went for a pair of black tight jeans, a purple button-down shirt with a skinny black tie. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and headed to the bathroom where he started his usual facial routine.
At 7AM he was ready to go, he filled his thermos with latte and left a note for the girls, wishing them a good day. He flew out of the door and rushed to the bus stop: his new life was just about to start.
"Hi, I'm Kurt Hummel, I'm looking for Alexis Cameron." He was supposed to meet with Blaine Anderson's agent, a 26 year old girl who was supposed to be one of the craziest bitch around.
"One moment, please." The girl at the desk put a finger on her receptionist earphones and talked into the little microphone.
"Ms. Cameron, Kurt Hummel is here for you."
"Yes. I'll tell him." She looked up at Kurt and put a big fake smile on her face.
"Second door on the left, down the right corridor. Just knock, she'll let you in."
He did as he was told and waited for the response on the other side of the door.
Kurt entered the office, cautiously, as if it was about to blow up at any moment. He looked at the woman standing beside the big black desk: she was tall, maybe more than he was, with dark hair and dark green eyes. Her make-up was perfect, like her outfit, a black longuette with an emerald green shirt. She lifted her index finger up, meaning to wait just a second, because she was on the phone with someone.
"Blaine I told you: you have to come here today. You need to go buy something for that interview and then we have to meet with Warner to sign a big contract that will make you and me really happy and rich."
There was some talking on the other line but Kurt couldn't hear, so he just seated when the girl told him to and waited. As soon as she hung up, she took her place on the other hand of the desk and looked at him.
"Are you ready for the most difficult and unpleasant job of your life?"
THEY meet :)