It wasn't a long drive to Dalton, so it was barely past twelve when he walked into the diner across from the school. It was crowded with boys in blazers, and Kurt waved to the ones he new and promised to catch up via Facebook soon. He saw Luke and headed over.
"Hey. Just out of gym class?" he guessed, judging by the state of Luke's hair. It was weird. He felt less out of place amongst the Dalton crowd wearing skinny jeans and a form-fitting sweater, than he had wearing the uniform. It was probably because he felt like himself, and not a weird imitation. "Did you order yet?"