Three Times The Hummel Verse

Lost

I've done a lot of future ones lately. Here's a special one from the past.

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Blaine pulled into a parking spot at McKinley high school. He was supposed to meet up with Kurt, and together talk to the guy that was bullying him. Unfortunately, Blaine realized too late, they had not planned a spot to meet up, and he did not have Kurt's phone number. This left Blaine hopelessly useless in a school unfamiliar to him.

So he decided to just wander around and maybe ask someone where Kurt could possibly be found.

He entered the high school, and just glanced around the many hallways. All of the students were in stylish clothes, but not in a prep school sort of way. Due to this, he realized he had never seen Kurt outside of his homemade Dalton uniform.

Blaine was beginning to feel lost. But as he rounded the corner into another hallway, he stopped in surprise. Right when he had been about to give up, there was the same boy with styled brown hair and blue eyes walking towards him. Blaine was silently disappointed when he saw that Kurt was dressed only in plain jeans and a blue hoodie.

"There you are. I've been looking for you forever. We forgot to plan somewhere to meet up." Blaine said, stopping the boy in his tracks.

"What do you mean?" The boy asked with a confused expression upon his face.

Now it was Blaine's turn to be confused. "You wanted to meet up and talk, remember?"

"Look, I don't know you, so fuck off before you annoy me further. I hate my teacher in my next class, and she's not a fan of me either. You making me late is not helping." With that, he pushed past Blaine and walked in the direction he had previously been going.

Blaine was lost again, but this time it wasn't because he didn't know his way around the school. Both sad and seriously confused, he decided to just head back to his car.

On his way back down the hall, he saw Kurt again, at his locker looking through some books. Subconsciously, Blaine noticed that he had ditched his sweatshirt, and was instead wearing some sort of black band shirt.

Slightly angry, Blaine decided to talk to him again. "You know, if you didn't want to meet up with me, you should have just said so. This was your idea too Kurt."

His scathing words were met only with a blank stare. The boy looked him up and down before eventually answering, a slight smirk upon his lips.  "You must be Blaine, I've heard a lot about you." His smirk turned into a full smile. "Judging by your attitude you must have confused Carson for Kurt too."

Blaine just stared. Who's Carson?

"I'm Chris." The boy, Chris, said as he extended his hand. Blaine shook it, but didn't say anything further. An awkward silence hung in the air.

"I- I can take you to Kurt if you'd like." Chris said eventually. Blaine nodded, and took a step back so Chris was able to close his locker. After that, he began to walk down the hallway, followed closely by Blaine.

They eventually stopped by an open class door. Inside, it appeared to be some sort of language classroom. "This is where Kurt goes when he wants to either be alone or get work done." Chris said before slowly backing away. "I'll see you around Blaine."

Once Chris was gone, Blaine walked into the empty classroom, or at least he thought it was empty. At the far back desk, there sat another blue eyed boy with perfectly styled hair.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked timidly.

The boy looked up quickly, and smiled instantly when his blue eyes met amber. "Hey Blaine! Bonjour! I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you where we could meet up. But it seems you found me easy enough."

Blaine scoffed at the word easy. "I got quite lost. Actually, I ran into a few people that got me rather confused. Are you a twin or something?"

Kurt smiled. "No actually. I'm a triplet."

"Hmm. Well I guess that makes more sense as to why one version of you was nice while the other told me to, and I quote, 'Fuck off'."

Kurt let out a laugh before he began to gather his things. "That's Carson for you. He's not that bad, you just caught him before his math class. That teacher hates him. It's a good thing they aren't on the 'imaginary numbers' unit anymore. He would have killed you."

Blaine nodded in understanding, still slightly uneasy. As Kurt moved about the room, collecting his books, Blaine saw the designer shirt and jeans he wore, and smiled. He was quite beautiful.

Surprised by his thoughts, Blaine quickly shoved them away. Kurt was a friend, and only a friend.

"So, let's go find that bully of yours." Blaine said with a smile, and together they left the French room and headed out towards the courtyard.