Now that Kurt had an actual date for leaving, time seemed to pass even quicker than normal. Before they knew it, Kurt and Blaine were sitting in the Lima Bean on the day before Kurt was set to leave.

"So, do you have everything packed and ready to go?" Blaine asked.

"Yeah," Kurt said, "I guess I didn't realize that I had so much stuff until it came time to pack."

Blaine laughed. "Your dad, Carole, and I all told you that packing all your stuff would not be fun thanks to the amount of stuff you own, but you just put your fingers in your ears and sang and refused to listen to us."

"I did not put my fingers in my ears and sing." Kurt tried to defend himself.

"Well, maybe not literally. But you did tune everyone out when we tried to tell you."

Kurt rolled his eyes. He knew Blaine was right. Everyone had tried to tell him how miserable packing would be, but he just refused to listen.

"Hey, don't get mad at me. I'm just telling you the truth, even if you don't want to accept it," Blaine said.

"Fine."

"Oh, come on, you can't stay mad at me," Blaine said as he put on his puppy dog eyes.

"Well, if you use those puppy dog eyes, I don't think anyone could stay made at you for every long," Kurt said. It was true, though. Blaine's puppy dog eyes made Kurt melt.

"So anyway," Blaine said, changing the subject, "are you ready to actually leave?"

"As ready as I'll ever be. It's just weird to think that I'll be leaving tomorrow. For New York of all places. It's just strange to think about."

"Well, regardless of what happens in New York, I'm proud of you. You've done so much and been through so much that you deserve something good to happen."

Kurt laughed.

"What's so funny?" Blaine was honestly confused. He had just wished Kurt good luck and now he was laughing. That didn't make any sense.

"It's just that what everyone says. 'You've been through so much, you deserve this'. But, just because I've been through a lot, that doesn't necessarily mean I deserve it, does it? I mean I don't want to just be handed something because people feel sorry for me. What's the accomplishment in that?"

"I don't know. But, I think I know where people are coming from. I mean, look at everything that happened in high school. Just a lot of bad things happened. People are happy that something is finally going right in your life."

"I understand that, but I shouldn't get this opportunity just because of that. I want to have things happen and make it on Broadway because of my talent, not because of people's sympathy."

"And you are doing that. Do you really think that Carmen Tibideaux or Catherine Wright or any of the other people knew about your past? You are making it on your talent alone."

"I realize that, but I just wish people would stop saying how much I deserve this."

"Well, I don't think that's possible."

Kurt sighed. "I know, but regardless of what they say, their support is still greatly appreciated. I mean, I really don't know what I'm doing."

"You'll be fine. I have nothing but faith in you."

"Thanks," Kurt said. "So are you going to be ok at McKinley next year?" He still remembered the fight that he and Blaine had had earlier that year about how they only talked about New York and NYADA. And let's face it, they had been talking about New York a lot lately, but it had to be discussed. Now, though, was Kurt's opportunity to ask Blaine about his plans for the upcoming year.

"I'll be ok. You have enough to worry about besides me at McKinley," Blaine said.

"You can say you're going to be fine and that I shouldn't worry, but that's not going to stop me from worrying about you. So, do you want to give me a real answer?"

"I don't know. I mean it sucks that you aren't going to be there, but what am I going to do? I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."

"I just worry because I'm not going to be there," Kurt said.

"Kurt, how many times do I have to tell you? I'll be fine. I promise. It's nothing that I haven't dealt with before."

"And that is exactly what worries me. Look at what happened at your last public school." Kurt didn't want to open old wounds, but Blaine had told him stories of his previous school. Sure, it wasn't McKinley, but it didn't seem like Blaine had a lot of luck in public schools.

"Kurt, you don't have to worry about that. That was three years ago. And that was Westerville not McKinley. There's a big difference there."

"Yes, but –"

"Kurt, yes there are homophobic bullies, and this year they had multiple targets, and for the most part it wasn't that bad. And even based off of all the stories you have told me, I've handled just as much if not worse things. I'll be fine."

"But, you still shouldn't have to deal with that. You dealt with enough at Westerville."

"Yeah, but it's not like I can exactly go back to the Warblers, so what choice do I have? I'll be fine."

"Ok, but you promise you will call if you need anything or if the bullying picks up and gets worse or –"

"Yes, Kurt, I will call you if anything happens. I promise."

"Ok." Kurt figured that was the best he could do. It was true that this past year, the bullies at McKinley had been relatively tame. But then the year before, they were the worst they had ever been. So, really, going into next year would be hit or miss. There was no telling what the bullies would be like.

"So, enough talk about the distant future. What is the plan for tomorrow?" Blaine asked. Earlier that week, Blaine had agreed to help Kurt move into his new apartment. Sure, there were many other ways Blaine could have spent one of his days of summer vacation, but by helping Kurt move in, he would get to spend a little bit more time with him before he was gone. So Blaine decided that he would sacrifice sleeping in for one day and help his boyfriend move.

"We're going to load everything up tomorrow and then head out to New York. So, I think my dad wants to be on the road by 8:00, but I don't know if that is going to happen because I think he is planning to start loading up the cars at 7:00."

"So another early day?"

"Yeah. And I told you that you don't have to help. It's just going to be heavy lifting, a ten hour drive, more heavy lifting, some unpacking, and then you have another ten hour drive."

"And I told you that it was absolutely no problem. I can help. And besides, you have so much stuff, you are going to need all the help you can get," Blaine said.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Are you ever going to stop teasing me about how much stuff I own because you own your fair share amount of stuff, too." It was true that Blaine owned a lot of stuff, including his insane bow tie collection.

"Yes, I own a lot of stuff, but I think it's safe to say that you own more than me."

"Fine." Kurt really couldn't argue with that. "Anyway, so what time should I plan on you getting here tomorrow?"

"I'll be there at seven." Yes it was early, but it was for Kurt.

"Awesome."

Both boys were silent for a while, until finally Blaine spoke, "I can't believe you're leaving tomorrow."

"I know. Me either. These past couple weeks have gone by so fast," Kurt said.

"Well, time has a tendency to go fast when a lot happens in a short amount of time."

"Yeah, you're right. But, I'm definitely not going to complain about what has been happening."

"You really shouldn't have anything to complain about."

"Well, there is one thing I could complain about," Kurt said.

Blaine looked confused. What on earth could Kurt possibly have to complain about? He was going to New York to work with on of the top agents. This honestly made no sense to Blaine.

"I mean I could complain about the fact that I may have lost one of my closest friends along the way due to her jealousy."

"You could, but Rachel will come around. And I don't want to sound mean or cruel or anything, but if she doesn't come around, that's ok, because you don't need people like that in your life."

"I get what you're saying, but I don't want to lose Rachel. And as far as her actually coming around, I'm going to just have to wait and see. You never quite know with Rachel."

"That's true."

The boys finished their coffee and went out to the parking lot. They said their goodbyes and went to their respective homes.

Kurt drove home and went upstairs to do his moisturizing routine and lay down in bed. He tried to fall asleep, but he just kept tossing and turning. He wasn't quite sure what was keeping him awake: his nerves, the uncertainty about what would happen the next day, or if he was just scared to move to New York. He decided it wasn't that he was scared. Kurt had been looking forward to leaving Ohio and moving to New York for years, therefore it probably wasn't fear.

After several hours, Kurt finally drifted off into sleep only to be woken by his alarm two and a half hours later. He got up, got dressed and went downstairs to get some coffee before helping his father get everything loaded up into the car.

Burt was already downstairs when Kurt came down. "You ready?" Burt asked.

"To pack up or to actually move?"

"Both."

"I'm as ready as I'm going to be as far as moving to New York. As far as loading up the cars, let me get a cup of coffee and then I'll be ready." Kurt had just poured his coffee when the doorbell rang, signaling that Blaine had arrived.

"I still can't believe he got up so he could come help you move at seven in the morning," Burt said as Kurt left the room.

"I know. I think he's crazy, too. But, I can use the help," Kurt said. He opened the door and greeted Blaine. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'll be fine," Blaine assured him as he yawned. Sure, he was doing this for Kurt, but that didn't mean he was completely awake yet.

Kurt laughed. "Let me rephrase that. Are you awake for this?"

"I'll be fine. It's just a little early."

Kurt led Blaine inside to the kitchen and offered him some coffee, which Blaine gladly accepted. The boys quickly drank their coffee and then went to start loading up the cars with Burt.

In the process of packing Carole came downstairs, dressed and ready to go. After a good forty-five minutes, they had managed to load everything into two vehicles, which was definitely an accomplishment considering the amount of things Kurt had packed.

Kurt and Blaine went in Kurt's Navigator and Burt and Carole got into Burt's truck and they both headed toward New York.