Blaine walked through the spacious halls of Dalton Academy. He took in every small detail. The big stained glass windows that reached from ceiling to the ground cast a colorful reflection on his face. The familiar sent of the polished wood floors and a hint of men's cologne filled his nose. This was the last time Blaine would walk these halls as a Dalton student.
When he thought about it, his heart strained and his stomach tightened.
"You sure you can do this?" Blaine turned around, and Kurt was behind him. Today was Sunday, and while Aunt Lynn enrolled Blaine into McKinley, he had called an emergency Warblers meeting, his last Warblers meeting, to tell his friends that he was leaving. Blaine had decided it would be best to ask Kurt to come for moral support. He could not do this alone.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." Blaine lied. He was dreading this. He didn't want to go, but he knew it would kill him to stay.
Kurt opened the big oak doors to the Warbler's meeting room. He grabbed Blaine's hand and led him in.
"Kurt!" Jeff, a Warbler, exclaimed.
"Hi guys!" Kurt smiled excitedly at the Warblers. He remembered being in this room when he was a Warbler, practicing and goofing around with these guys, singing back up to Blaine. He missed it a lot, he missed being onw of the guys but he loved being in the New Directions and being one of the family.
"What are you doing here? I hope not spying!" Another Warbler, Nick, joked as he pulled Kurt into a hug. "Long time no see, man!"
"Well, Warblers, Blaine has an announcement." Kurt told them all, stepping back. He pushed Blaine forward and Blaine's face dropped. The Warbler's all leaned in, listening intently. Blaine opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. A huge lump grew in his throat and he swore he could feel his eyes watering up.
"Well, what is it?" Wes exclaimed.
"No way! Are you guys are engaged?" Jeff jumped up and grinned.
"What? Jeff! No! We're not even out of high school, relax!" Kurt said, surprised at Jeff. Kurt patted Blaine on the back and whispered in his ear. "Go ahead."
"Warblers," Blaine started, his voice shaky. He was trembling now, his hands wouldn't stop shaking and he felt suddenly cold, but at the same time, piping hot. "I'm here today to tell you all that..." He froze. He couldn't continue after that.
All Blaine could picture was long practices after school, the grand hallways that they danced down and impromptu shows at lunch or between classes on the stairwell. He thought about their monthly pizza parties at David's. They would harmonize and sing 'Pizzaaaaa!' every time Sam Evans arrived at the door with the pizza, and Sam would giggle at them and applaud. He thought about staying up with the guys, playing Xbox and singing every song on David's Itunes. These were his friends, and he was just one of the group. Blaine didn't know how he could leave them, after everything they'd been through together as a group, but mostly as friends.
"...That?" Nick asked.
"That I'm transferring... to McKinley." Blaine finally blurted out. The room suddenly erupted with the confused and angry voices of the Warblers. He heard a few 'Why's' and a 'How could you!' and even 'It's because we're not good enough is it?'
"Warblers! Warblers, please. I'm not leaving because we're...you're... not good enough. The Warblers are one of the best Glee Clubs in the state. I'm leaving for personal matters. You all know about my younger sister, right? Well, she's come to live with me and my aunt and she's transferring to McKinley. Look, she needs my protection and that means that I have to go with her to McKinley. I'm so sorry." Blaine decided to be true with them. They all knew his story, he had told them all before, and now he didn't want to make any sort of excuse for his leaving, they deserved better.
