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Always the same when it came to Dalton. I'd walk through the same huge doors to the choir room, see the same people. Nothing ever changed, except for today. Today, when I walked into the warm choir room I saw all of the normal people, Wes, David, Blaine, all the warblers. But Blaine was talking to someone. Not just someone, Sam Evans. From McKinley. I walked over to Blaine and Sam, Sam's back was to me. Blaine looked up and smiled, acknowledging my presence. "Hey Kurt, this is Sam Evans, he's a friend of mine."

Sam turned around and met my gaze, he looked startled at first, then he stood up. "Yeah, I know Sam."

"Hey Kurt." Sam said, "It was nice catching up with you, Blaine, but I should get going. My sister needs a ride to her dance recital." and with that he was quickly out the door.

"How do you know, Sam?" we asked it at the same time, I smiled at him. His laugh was so charming. I felt like melting. But Blaine didn't like me back.

He doesn't like you.

He doesn't like you.

He doesn't like you.

He doesn't like you.

I took a deep breath and said "He goes to McKinley, he's in the glee club." I crossed my eyebrows, "He was at sectionals."

"Oh, I must not have recognized his hair, it was darker before. I think he dyed it." Blaine laughed.

"I knew it." I said under my breath, "So… how do you know him?" I asked.

Blaine bit his lip and said "I- we- we were… friends back at my old school, he tried to help me with the bullying." He whispered.

I nodded.

The was a knock on the desk and Wes started talking "Okay, Warblers we have to-" The rest of practice went be quickly, we settled on nominations for our regionals set-list and went over what the requirement for the competition were. Same old same old.

I took a step outside of the large school, and headed for my car. Blaine was still in the choir room, talking to some of his friends, normally I'd walk out with him and we'd gossip or talk about the latest fashion trends, but this was important apparently. So I walked alone, ipod in my pocket, headphones in my ears, and cell phone in hand. I quickly updated my face book status and when I lifted my head I saw my car, and Mercedes.

"Mercedes! What are you doing here?" I quickened my pace and wrapped my arms around my favorite dive.

"I came to talk to you, duh." She smiled and hugged me back.

"It's so good to see you. I was about to head home, you want to come? I'm sure my dad won't mind." I laughed and added "I'm sure he'd like to see that I'm hanging out with someone other than Blaine."

I opened the car doors, and we got in. "So, Kurt. How is Blaine?" she asked.

I smiled and said "Same as usual, I love him, he's oblivious." I laughed. "I really need to start liking guys who like me back."

She smiled. "You know, they enforced a zero tolerance policy at McKinley." She said, quietly.

I almost ran a red light, but slammed on the brakes. "What! When?"

Mercedes start talking, but she stuttered. "Sa- uhm… some kid, did something and Karofsky and Azimio beat him senseless. Then Karofsky was outed- did you know that- Karofsky is gay? So Azimio beat him up and through a whole bunch of court trials and laws and all kind of official crap that I don't feel like getting into Azimio was expelled and the policy was enforced."

"That's what you want to talk to me about, isn't it?" I asked.

Mercedes nodded and said "We all miss you. Even Puckerman, though he won't admit it." I laughed.

"So, what did that first kid do, the one that Karofsky and Azimio beat up?" I asked, out of pure curiosity.

Mercedes was quiet for a second, probably thinking "You know- I can't remember it was something stupid." She changed the subject back to me "You changed the subject, Kurt. McKinley is safe now… so do you think, maybe you could come back?" She asked.

I sighed, McKinley of course I missed my friends, and the personal expression and the equality in glee club… but at Dalton… there was Blaine. And Blaine was so nice, he was… amazing. "I'll think about it Mercedes."