Kurt stopped in the middle of the hall and turned in a slow circle, taking everything in, a small smile playing on his lips.

“Home, sweet home,” he muttered to himself.

He had about half an hour to himself before his dad, step mother and step brother arrived with the rest of his stuff from their hometown of Lima. Kurt wandered up the staircase to his right towards the dorms. He was thankful that nothing had changed with his assigned room mate because he rather liked sharing a room with the blonde, bubbly, happy and extremely nerdy Jeff Galven.

They almost had completely opposite personalities but Kurt thought that it helped their relationship rather than hindered it. The good thing about having Jeff as a room mate was that they knew each other better than anyone else. They knew when to leave each other alone, when to stay, when to keep quiet, when to distract each other from whatever task they were doing. Best of all, they were both gay, so talking about boys was like talking about the weather between them.

Jeff was an only child, like Kurt had been until his dad re-married, but Jeff was far from a spoiled rich kid like half of the students at Dalton. Jeff’s parents were both doctors and they worked long, hard hours, which often started in the middle of the night and didn’t finish until the afternoon. Even though Jeff’s family lived in Columbus, he boarded at Dalton during the week. It made it easier on him as well as his parents.

Jeff didn’t mind though. He told Kurt the first time they met that it was better for him because he got to see his friends whenever he wanted to, rather than having to wait to go visit someone. The best part for Jeff was that his boyfriend, Nick Ward, also boarded at Dalton.

Nick and Jeff had been best friends since birth. Nick was born on February third while Jeff was born on the sixth. Their parents were friends, which led to Jeff and Nick being friends as well. Nick’s father had gone to Dalton with Jeff’s own when they were in school and they had kept in close contact. Nick’s family also lived in Columbus and his father was a lawyer while his mother was a university professor. Nick had four sisters - two were older than he was and had already left home, and then there were the twins who were ten years old.

When it came to choosing whether to be a day student at Dalton or board, Nick had immediately chosen to board. Not only would it mean he was with his best friend all of the time but it also was what his father had done. His dad had always told him that boarding at Dalton was the best part of the experience so Nick hadn’t hesitated in giving his preference.

Kurt transferred to Dalton before the Christmas of his junior year. The bullying at his old school in Lima had got too much for him and it was the safest option for him at the time. He had been put into sharing a room with Jeff, affectionately nicknamed one of “Dalton’s Sweethearts” by his peers and some of the teachers. They had thought it was best that Kurt room with someone who knew what he was going through. The no bullying policy at Dalton had been a godsend and to have a gay room mate on top of that had helped Kurt in ways that he didn’t even believe were possible.

He was certain that the faculty or principal wouldn’t dare put him in a dorm room with another gay student but Jeff was a prefect, so they expected a certain level of decorum from him. That and he and Nick had been officially boyfriends since their first year of Dalton and neither of them had ever been tempted before so it didn’t look like putting Kurt with Jeff would break them up either. That’s what Jeff had told Kurt when he had asked, at least.

As he reached his dorm door, Kurt pulled out the key. He slipped it into the lock and turned the handle, entering his room for the first time since the beginning of June. He smiled to himself, seeing the fresh linens on both of the beds as well as the completely empty workspaces and wardrobes. Kurt set down his bag at the foot of his bed before perching on the end. He gave into temptation and laid back, letting his legs dangle off the end of the bed while he stared up at the ceiling.

He was so glad to be back, even if it was his senior year.

“Kurtsie!”

“Galven, if you call me that again, I’m going to break up with Nick for you,” Kurt said, sitting up again, a large grin on his face despite the threat.

Jeff crossed the room in two strides and pulled Kurt into a tight hug. “I’ve missed you, man.”

“It’s only been three weeks since we last saw each other,” Kurt commented but didn’t loosen his hold at all.

“Still,” Jeff mumbled before pulling back. He gently squeezed Kurt’s upper arm affectionately and immediately launched into an epic tale of how he single handedly saved Nick from imminent doom by rescuing him from his twin sisters.

“It was a sacrifice I had to make,” Jeff said, flopping back onto his bed. “My poor Nicky was being subjected to,” he paused for dramatic effect, “the Biebs.”

Kurt snorted and shook his head. “I am so glad that Finn isn’t a teenage girl. Or a girl at all,” he said. “That’s something I don’t think I could stomach even on a good day.”

Jeff grinned widely at him and opened his mouth to talk when another figure entered their room.

“He didn’t save me,” Nick started, moving to sit on the end of Jeff’s bed, reaching over to punch him in the thigh. “I took the twins to a Bieber concert this summer. It was awful for me but they loved it. And what Jeff didn’t tell you is that he came along.”

Kurt looked over at Jeff who was trying to feign ignorance.

“And he liked it,” Nick continued. “He knew all the words to both Baby and Somebody to Love.”

“That actually isn’t hard,” Jeff protested. “It’s the same thing over and over and over again.”

“Stop while you’re ahead, Jeff,” Nick said, unable to stop grinning.

“I hate you, we’re breaking up,” Jeff said with a pout.

“So, how was your summer?” Nick asked, turning to Kurt once more, lacing his fingers with Jeff’s own on his thigh.

“It wasn’t as exciting as yours, by the sounds of it,” Kurt commented. “I mostly worked at the shop with my dad. He had me teaching Finn how to do oil changes and change tires.”

Jeff crinkled his nose. “Eww, that sounds messy.”

“Oh, it is,” Kurt replied. “And when I wasn’t in the shop, I was writing my musical.”

They spent the next twenty minutes catching up before Kurt’s family arrived to help him with the rest of his clothes and school supplies that he couldn’t fit into his own car. Jeff left with Nick to help him unpack while Kurt spent his last afternoon with his family.

“We should leave if we want to make our reservation at the restaurant,” Carole said.

“Sure,” Kurt nodded. “I just need to change. I’ll meet you in the senior commons in a few minutes.”

“Don’t be too long,” Burt said, closing the door behind them as they left.

Kurt quickly changed into appropriate attire for dining out and he spent five minutes fixing his hair in the bathroom mirror before leaving the room, locking the door behind him.

He had been the one to suggest they go out to dinner after Kurt arrived back at Dalton since they wouldn’t see him for at least the first two weeks of school while he settled back into routine and got used to the course load. Carole had immediately loved the idea, Finn was automatically on board at the mention of ‘food’ and Burt had been the one to pick a nice, Italian restaurant that they could all enjoy.

They arrived at the restaurant a little while later and Kurt realised just how much he was going to miss his family this year. Senior year was going to be tough and it was likely he would have to spend some weekends at Dalton just to keep on top of his workload.

“I want you to know you can come home at any time you want, alright?” Burt said to Kurt as they waited for their meals to arrive.

“I know, Dad,” Kurt said with a small smile. “I’ll be home as often as I can. Can’t let Finn here get all of the good cars.” He threw a wink to his step brother and Finn just grinned.

“By the time you get home for Christmas, I’ll be as good as you,” Finn said confidently. “If Burt will let me in the shop, that is.”

Kurt grinned. “Just don’t break anything.”

They chatted over dinner, and Kurt tried desperately not to look at Finn eating an entire pizza to himself. He loved his brother but he didn’t understand how he could eat so much and so often. Kurt was kind of glad that Finn didn’t go to Dalton with him. He was sure that Finn would definitely take advantage of the ‘all you can eat’ dinners in their lovely dining hall.

Kurt watched his family as they ate and chatted and couldn’t help but smile. Before Carole, it was just he and his dad and he had always thought they were fine. It was ‘Burt and Kurt’ against the world. With Carole and Finn though? They were a family. Something that Kurt had longed for since his mother had passed away when he was six. He knew their family was odd to some people, with him and Finn being born six months apart, Kurt older, but to them, it was the best family anyone could have ever hoped for.

“Who wants dessert?” Carole asked after everyone had finished.

“Me!” Finn replied immediately and Kurt couldn’t help but smile.

They each had a slice of cherry pie and Finn had extra cream on his. Kurt wrinkled his nose in distaste but figured he wouldn’t be seeing the eating habits of his step brother for a few weeks so he didn’t say anything.

After they had finished dessert, they headed out to the car to drive Kurt back to Dalton.

“Stay safe, kiddo,” Burt said and he pulled Kurt in for a hug.

“I will,” Kurt replied, lingering in the hug a few seconds longer. “Don’t work too hard, okay? I promise I’ll be home whenever I can.”

Burt smiled and nodded. “You just focus on your studying.”

“I will, Dad.”

Kurt waved his family off and headed back into the school to enjoy the rest of the evening organising his room and getting ready for classes the next day. Thankfully, the teachers let everyone settle in and didn’t start classes until after lunch on the first day back. It made it easier on everyone, especially new students who would be shown around by a prefect or a faculty member.

So far, Kurt hadn’t heard of any new seniors or any new teachers but he was sure he would before the end of the next day. Despite being an all boys school, gossip travelled fast at Dalton.

Kurt hung his clothes in his wardrobe, thankful for the ample space he had to use. The dorms were all quite large. They not only fit two single beds but two desks, two full wardrobes and had space left over. When Kurt first arrived at Dalton, he silently praised whoever designed the building to accommodate for boys who liked to spread out. Sure, they could have survived in a smaller space but the openness gave the rooms a much more welcoming feeling and gave a sense of privacy even when sharing.

Each dorm had a bathroom attached, and Kurt was glad he only ever had to share with Jeff. Boys could be so messy and no one liked to clean up after themselves but Kurt couldn’t stand a messy bathroom sink or shower. The school had cleaners come in every week to scrub the bathroom from top to bottom but the staff would do random spot checks every now and then and if the living area wasn’t up to standard, they got demerits.

Dalton always seemed strict to everyone who first arrived but once you knew the rules and knew what to expect and avoid, life was pretty simple.

There were six prefects to every year level and they were students who excelled in their school work and were looked to as mentors for their peers. Nick, Jeff and Kurt were three of the six prefects for the seniors but thankfully, most seniors didn’t need mentors, unless there was a new student, so they were mostly only called upon when it was something involving the whole school.

“Hey, Kurt, stop alphabetising your music, and come play some pinball,” Jeff said, entering their room. “Trent has challenged Nick to a pinball duel or something and Nick looks like he’s out for blood. It’s going to be hilarious to watch.”

Kurt chuckled. “You sure know how to pick them, Jeff,” he teased affectionately and he slipped the last of his CDs into the small stand on his desk and followed Jeff from the room.

When they arrived in the senior games room, it did look like Nick was out for blood. Kurt could see the sheer look of concentration on his face as he repetitively tapped the buttons on the machine, trying to get the best score imaginable, from the looks of it.

The senior games room was the most sought after room for all students at Dalton. Younger students couldn’t wait to be seniors just so they could spend their free time in there and junior students worked exceptionally hard to be invited in to play.

Each year level had their own games room but the senior one had not only the Wii, X-Box 360 and a PlayStation 3 (because apparently seniors actually had time to relax) but they had an old school pinball machine brought in last year and every student had attempted to beat the current high score. Legend had it that their principal was the one who had set the high score but no one had proof. Until the score was beaten, no one was ever going to find out just who set the score.

“C’mon, Nick, you can do it!” a bunch of students watching Nick cheered.

“I think you’ve lost your boyfriend to the pinball machine,” Kurt said, sitting down on the couch next to Jeff.

“Yeah, only for a little while,” Jeff replied, glancing over at Nick and the students that were surrounding him. “He’ll get his score soon enough and then Trent will try to beat it.”

Kurt smiled and shook his head and watched them from where he sat, taking in all of the cheers and encouraging words to Nick.

Jeff got up a few minutes later and passed Kurt a Singstar microphone. Kurt raised an eyebrow but stood anyway.

“You do know you’re going to lose, right?” Kurt said.

“Bring it, Hummel,” Jeff replied with a grin. “Heads or tails?”

Kurt watched as Jeff tossed a coin in the air. “Heads.”

Jeff smirked and caught the coin, covering it up with his hand before looking at it. “Heads it is,” he said. “Choose your poison.”

Kurt grinned and used the controller to select his song. He chose Survivor by Destiny’s Child and set the level to hard. “Think you can handle it?” he asked as the song loaded up onto the TV screen.

“Of course,” Jeff said. “Just shut up and sing.”

Kurt playfully rolled his eyes at his friend and began to sing along to the lyrics on the screen. He sang out his part and then let Jeff do his to see who would get the better score. At the end of that song, Kurt had won but then it was Jeff’s turn to choose the song and of course, he went with Maroon 5’s This Love.

Kurt twirled the microphone in his fingers while he waited for the song to load and he and Jeff battled it out. Jeff’s score was slightly higher than Kurt’s at the end of it but they both got ‘Singstars’ so they didn’t care. It was an easy song to sing but it was also Jeff’s favourite. He had the current high score for it and no one else could beat him.

The sound of explosive cheering interrupted Kurt and Jeff choosing their next song and suddenly a pair of arms shot up into the air.

“Go Nick! Go Nick! Go Nick!”

They both looked over to see Nick breaking out of the crowd, a massive smile on his face. “I did it, Jeff! I beat the high score!”

Jeff grinned and put his microphone down to hug his boyfriend. “You are epic,” he said.

“Yeah, he is!” Wheeler, a junior, said, slapping Nick on the shoulder.

“Congratulations, Nick,” Kurt said with a smile.

“Hey, I wonder if you’ll find out if it was Principal Gibbons who actually set that high score or not?” Jeff asked. “I suggest you find out. Maybe you’ll get an awesome prize or something?”

Kurt chuckled at Jeff’s enthusiasm and rolled his eyes.

“If it was Principal Gibbons, then he is a legend,” Nick said. “Except, I’m better because I beat him!”

Jeff wrapped his arms around Nick’s shoulders and started kissing him hotly. Kurt rolled his eyes affectionately and turned back to the television to choose another song for him and Jeff to sing.

A few minutes later Jeff picked up his microphone again and they battled it out over their last song, their scores ending up so close that Jeff suggested they do two more songs to see who the winner would be.

By the time their fourth song was completed, almost the entire room of students had surrounded them, watching Kurt and Jeff singing for the game. Jeff, of course, added in his own dance moves and while that made loads of the students cheer, it didn’t earn him any extra points and Kurt ended up winning both songs, beating Jeff’s score by quite a lot.

“Sorry, Jeffster,” Kurt said with a smile. “Looks like I’m still the champion of Singstar.”

He threw Jeff a wink before setting the microphone on the table for someone else to have a turn.

Kurt made his way out of the games room and back up to the dorm rooms to finish unpacking and getting ready for bed. It was already getting quite late and he still had a lot to do before he would allow himself to crawl into bed and fall asleep.

Almost two hours later, Kurt had finally finished organising everything and he sagged with relief. He picked up his pyjamas and his bath towel to have a shower before bed. He headed into his and Jeff’s shared bathroom and locked the door behind him, ready to enjoy a long and hot shower.

Even while he showered, Kurt mentally checked off everything in his head. He wanted to be as organised as possible for his classes the next day and with a room mate like Jeff, he basically had to organise for two people. Not that he minded. He loved Jeff a lot, they were pretty much best friends, but sometimes the blonde could be a bit of a scatterbrain, despite how intelligent he actually was.

Jeff was one of those people who retained large volumes of information after only hearing it once and Kurt was immensely jealous of that talent. It caused him to ace every single test put in front of him with hardly ever having to study. Kurt hoped that senior year would at least challenge Jeff a little. He liked to study with a small group of friends, not by himself.

Once he had finished in the shower, Kurt stepped out and ran a cloth over the mirror to get rid of the steam and he set about to do his nightly moisturising routine.

He emerged from the bathroom a while later and was met with the sight of Jeff and Nick making out on Jeff’s bed. He ignored them, and the hand that was up Nick’s shirt, and put his belongings away.

Kurt grabbed his novel and slipped into bed, trying to ignore the noises coming from the other side of the room. Soon, he became engrossed in his book and lost in the characters lives and troubles. It was only when Kurt heard Nick’s watch beep twice in succession that he realised it was midnight. He looked up over at his friends and rolled his eyes.

“Hey, you two,” he started. “Come up for air. It’s curfew.”

He got twin moans in response so he sighed and called out again. The pair reluctantly parted and Jeff threw Kurt a glare. “Spoilsport.”

“You’re a prefect, Jeffrey, you’re meant to be setting an example for the younger students,” Kurt admonished, trying not to smile as he teased his dorm mate.

Jeff stuck his finger up at Kurt and walked Nick to the entrance of the room, only to stop to kiss him for another five minutes.

Kurt threw a pillow at them both. “That was fun,” he said with a grin. “Good night, Nicholas.”

“Night, Kurt,” Nick said, giving him a small wave.

Kurt turned back to his book when he heard soft whispers followed by a few more kisses and the door finally closing shut.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Kurt commented without looking up from his book.

“When you get a boyfriend, dear Kurt, I am going to do the exact same to you,” Jeff said, moving about the room to get ready for bed.

“Sure, sure,” Kurt said, waving a hand at him. “High school boys are so overrated,” he added. “Especially the boys here.”

“Hey, I resent that,” Jeff said.

“And I love you,” Kurt replied, giving Jeff a wink. “Hurry up; I want to go to sleep.”

“Yes, mom,” Jeff teased before quickly leaving for the bathroom.

Kurt shook his head and turned back to his book, eager to finish the chapter before Jeff got out of the bathroom and would inevitably turn out the light.

The next morning, Kurt awoke with a start before remembering that classes didn’t start until that afternoon. In the next moment, he remembered the Warbler meeting that was meant to take place at 10 am in the senior commons and he figured he had better get out of bed and have his coffee fix with breakfast before he could even think about facing a room full of hopeful Warbler wannabes.

Kurt looked over at Jeff who was sprawled out on his stomach, still fast asleep. He crossed the room and pulled the blankets back over Jeff’s body a bit better, lest they fall on the floor, leaving Kurt with a view of a completely naked Jeff.

Jeff sleeping naked was something that Kurt had found out the hard way. It was in the first month of Kurt’s transfer and he had had a particular violent nightmare. He had been having nightmares about his bully on and off since he arrived at Dalton and that particular night, Kurt was crying in his sleep when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He had sat bolt upright, trying to clear his head when he came face to face with a very, very naked room mate.

Kurt had promptly forgot his nightmare as Jeff kept rubbing his shoulder, seemingly unaware of his own nakedness until Kurt found his voice again and asked Jeff to at least put some underwear on.

Jeff had sheepishly pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and sat back on the bed with Kurt.

That night was when they became best friends.

Kurt poured his heart out to Jeff, telling him everything that had happened and that no one else at the school knew about. He knew of the gossip that was surrounding him – the new Dalton enigma – but he didn’t trust anyone, despite the no bullying policy that school had in place.

Jeff had held him in his arms and just listened to Kurt, let him talk it out. Kurt needed it more than he had ever even realised and after that night, the nightmares lessened and when he did have them, Jeff was there to hold him through it.

There had been some awkward mornings where he had woken up with Jeff in his bed, or stranger, in Jeff’s own bed but Kurt didn’t question it. He knew Jeff didn’t have to worry about him or even care about him but he did and Kurt was grateful for it.

Eventually, Kurt had grown close to Nick too. He and Jeff came as a package deal as Kurt had discovered extremely quickly when he had transferred. At first, they were reserved in their affections for each other in Kurt’s presence but after the first month, they were all back to normal. Kurt loved the two boys like they were his own brothers and they were the sweetest couple Kurt had ever come across, apart from his dad and Carole.

Nick was not only the smartest person Kurt had ever met (even smarter than Jeff) but he was also the biggest sweetheart as well. The first moment Kurt had seen Nick and Jeff together, he could see just how smitten Nick was. Everything he did was in fluid movement with everything Jeff did. He did things automatically, like pouring Jeff’s coffee first, halving his bagel and making sure that he had both strawberry jam and cream cheese on it before even giving it to Jeff.

Not that Jeff didn’t do the same for Nick; they worked like a unit. The definition of ‘two halves of a whole’ had never seemed so fitting before in Kurt’s life.

Kurt smiled as Jeff let out a sigh in his sleep and he slipped into the bathroom to get ready for the day. He went about his morning ritual with ease, each movement more like muscle memory than anything else. He dressed last, pulling on the school uniform he had worn so many times before. Once he was done, Kurt checked his reflection once more before leaving the bathroom.

He re-entered the bedroom to see that Jeff had awoken and was rubbing his eyes.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Kurt said, glancing over at his friend. Jeff just grunted in response.

There was a knock on the door a few moments later and Kurt opened it to reveal Nick, holding a tray of four take away coffees and a paper bag.

“I brought Starbucks,” Nick said upon entering the room.

“Nicky, I love you,” Jeff said, making grabby hand movements towards the coffees.

Nick set the tray down on top of Jeff’s bedside drawers and Jeff immediately grabbed one, taking a long sip. Kurt snorted in amusement and made his bed so he could sit on it.

“Here you go,” Nick said. “One grande non-fat mocha for you,” he handed Kurt the coffee, “and I have some savoury muffins in there too.”

Nick held out the paper bag and Kurt gratefully took it to pick out his muffin with a smile. Nick was such a good friend.

“There’s a bagel in here for you, Jeff,” Kurt said, picking up his coffee again.

Nick took the bag back and set it down next to the single remaining coffee in the cardboard tray and sat next to Jeff on the bed.

Jeff was still drinking his first coffee and Kurt knew from experience that he wouldn’t function properly until he had finished the first one and had the second one in his hand.

Nick was seriously the best boyfriend in the world, Kurt thought as he watched Nick hand Jeff the second coffee and take the first empty one away.

“I feel human again now,” Jeff said, taking a smaller sip of his second coffee.

“Good,” Nick said. “Because we have a Warbler meeting in forty-five minutes.”

Jeff groaned and flopped back onto the bed. “Nicky, I don’t wanna.”

“Tough, you’re on the council, you have to,” Kurt said with a smirk, breaking his muffin in half to eat it.

Jeff groaned again and shuffled out of bed, still completely naked, and headed for the bathroom.

“One of these days, he’s going to do that and there’s going to be a teacher or someone in here,” Kurt started. “And I’m just going to sit here and laugh.”

Nick chuckled. “You are awful,” he said.

Kurt just smiled innocently. “I have no idea what you mean, Nick.”

“Oh, I heard there are five new teachers this year,” Nick started. “Two in the science department, one in the English department, one in music and one in fencing.”

“How accurate is your source?” Kurt asked, sipping his coffee again.

“Pretty accurate,” Nick replied. “Principal Gibbons told me this morning when he pulled me into his office to congratulate me for beating his high score.”

Kurt’s eyes widened. “So it was him that set the pinball score?” he asked disbelievingly.

Nick nodded, grinning widely. “Yep. Who would have thought old Gibbons would have it in him, hey?”

Kurt just shook his head, amazed. “Certainly not me.”

Kurt finished his coffee and muffin before Jeff exited from the bathroom, this time with a towel around his waist, thankfully, and they waited for him to dress before heading to their Warbler meeting.

Both Nick and Jeff were on the council but the third spot went to another senior, Toby, because Kurt had turned down the position. He loved the Warblers but he felt that the position should go to someone who had been with them for longer than he had, so it went to Toby instead.

The meeting was short, and they were out within the hour. Jeff still looked tired to Kurt but he had gained some of his usual perkiness by the time lunch rolled around.

They parted ways after they had eaten, heading for their first class of the afternoon. Kurt’s AP Biology class passed quite quickly and he was at his locker getting his books for his AP English class that he shared with both Jeff and Nick before he knew it.

“Nicky says we have a new teacher for English,” Jeff said, slouching against the locker next to Kurt’s own.

“Yeah, he mentioned this morning when you were showering,” Kurt replied, slipping his books into his bag.

“Let’s hope he’s nicer than the Physics teacher I just had,” Nick said as he approached, slipping his hand into Jeff’s own.

“Naw, did Nick actually struggle with something?” Kurt teased.

“Of course not,” Nick replied with a grin. “The guy just hated that I corrected him in front of the entire class.”

Kurt laughed. “Oh, Nick, don’t ever change.”

Nick grinned and they all headed to the English room which was located on the third floor, in the back end of the wing.

Kurt listened to Nick and Jeff chatter about their first lesson and Jeff moaned about how easy it all was. Kurt just rolled his eyes at his friends’ conversation. Only he could be best friends with the two smartest kids in school who would think their hard course load was ‘easy’.

They entered the classroom and Kurt took a seat in the third row on the right hand side, while Nick and Jeff took the other two seats in the same row, Jeff in the middle. Kurt was glad for the smaller class sizes as it meant they were seated quite close to each other without practically sitting in each other’s laps like at Kurt’s old school.

“Whoever he is, he’s late,” Nick commented, looking at his watch.

“Five minutes and we ditch, right?” Jeff replied, a smile spreading across his face.

Kurt shook his head and pulled his books out of his bag, figuring he could do a little bit of writing before their teacher got there.

“It’s been five minutes, hasn’t it?” Trent said from in front of Jeff.

Just as Trent was about to stand, someone clearly fitting the description of a teacher walked into the class. Kurt caught a glimpse of the back of him, seeing the mass of black curls and taking in the light brown vest and the pale blue shirt. Kurt would have made a comment to Jeff but when their teacher turned around, he bit back the noise of appreciation his mind apparently wanted him to express.

The man was gorgeous.