I do not own Glee. Fox does I suppose?
This is my disclaimer. This writing is biased. Read at your own risk.

Be annoyed by my disclaimer because you read it too. RAWR.

enjoy. (:

I sat in my desk in English. All I could think about was him. His pink sunglasses… the way he held me in the hallway, I was enchanted. It killed me emotionally; whole-heartedly that he was a Warbler. But, thus it was so. Mercedes had wanted to go dress shopping for some party that the Glee club was throwing, of course she invited me. But, I still could not cease to get him off my mind. Not him in a dress, just him in general. That angelic voice he had.

"Kurt?" the teacher had said. "Kurt Hummel?" she had repeated.

"Oh!" I exclaimed. "Present." We were beginning our reading of Romeo and Juliet, I couldn't take it anymore, and I had to get out of there.

"Pardon me ma'am, but may I please use the restroom?" I asked.

"Of course, make haste." She answered.

I ignored that comment, haste was the last thing I was making, and the bathroom was not where I was going. I had to go to my locker. It had my chap stick after all. I felt so dirty for skipping, but every word of that amazing work of literature reminded me of Blaine.

My collar had wrinkled, you have no idea how much this bothered me on a regular basis, but even that was slipping my mind. I had to see him. I barely knew him, yet I wanted everything to do with him. I felt like a little fan boy, remember he was older. My phone vibrated, I quickly answered.

"Hey! WHERE ARE YOU?" she said. Darn you Mercedes, darn you to heck.

"I'm expecting a call, what is the means of this contact, Merce?" I asked, perhaps a bit rudely?

"Oh, just emergency Glee club practice, in 5 minutes… you did know, didn't you, Kurt?" I gasped. Had that much time really gone by? According to my watch, it had indeed.

"I'll be right there, warm up without me." I hung up.

Quickly, I texted Blaine, I think we should get some coffee after school, are you up for it? And skipped off to practice, I really hated being late, and running was not my fancy.

I had missed scales, gosh darn it. That was so not like me, had he really pushed me out of my element? Schue had thought it would be a good idea to perform Sondheim on the spot, good would not be my opinion, but nonetheless it was very entertaining. Rachel had no idea what to sing, which was unlike her as well, I wondered if everything was alright. I was pretty sure that everybody was either on cloud nine or going through hell right now with the looks on everyone's faces. Glee practice was oh too short, I had to get my math book and lunch had arrived… *SLAM* Karofsky was just completing his duties, to push me into my locker and manage to emotionally and physically scar me.

The lunch lady seemed in a wonderfully peachy mood this morning,

"Well good morning, such a fine day here at McKinley, now isn't it?" I asked.

"Oh, Kurt, such a gentleman," I couldn't help but blush.

"My daughter gave birth to her first child last night, and ever since then, this million watt grin has not left my face!" I hugged her over the counter, was that not weird?

"Congratulations! New life is always a splendid celebration, do enjoy being a grandmother." I danced off. Just then, my phone vibrated a blocked call? I answered it, hesitantly, always picking on the gay kid just get's old.

"Meet me out in the parking lot, in 10, not 9 ½ but exactly 10." A masculine voice requested.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Oh, you'll see." He finished and quickly hung up.
That wasn't eerie at all, now was it? I questioned even going outside, the last thing I wanted was trouble, but something told me, it wasn't trouble so I walked off and finished my lunch.

It had almost been 10 minutes, I had to run to my locker and fix myself. That voice was puzzling me, it sounded like him, but what if it wasn't him?

"Oh, but maybe I shouldn't." I said to the mirror. Courage, I was reminded, what would Blaine say if I were to bail? Courage is what I lacked; Courage is what this was going to take.
I walked outside for the remainder of my lunch period; I was supposed to be meeting somebody, who knows who, but nonetheless somebody.

"KURT!" I heard a charming voice yell.

"Blaine, Whoa, what a surprise!" He held me in his embrace.

"I want you to come to Warblers practice with me today, skip the rest of class?" he asked hesitantly.

"Oh, Blaine, I could never…." He interrupted.

"Please? With me?" He knew nobody could resist those radiant hazel eyes of his, including me. I sighed.

"I guess, emergency practice for New Directions was earlier, so I am now free for the day." I finished and then buckled my seatbelt.

I glanced over to see Blaine slide on his pink shades as he put the car into gear, on anybody but him, I'd find those terribly tacky. The radio was turned to the satellite show tunes station; he quickly took the dial into his hand and turned up the volume, as he sang at the top of his lungs to tunes that even had not heard before, my was he perfect in every way. Before long we had arrived at Dalton, when Blaine stopped the car and turned his attention to me.

"Kurt, I must say," he began. "Thank you so much for coming back here with me today."

He stopped and gave me a soft, relaxed, peck on the cheek. I felt as giddy as a school boy, but I had to remain calm. I quickly hugged Blaine back and remained in his warm embrace, so this is what this is supposed to feel like?

I closed the car door and walked on the sidewalk. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a single dandelion, as I blew away the petals, I made a wish, but then realized the mere stupidity of that wish, for at this moment, I had everything I could have ever wished for right here. Blaine chuckled.

"Cute." he said, I wondered if that was a good thing...

I walked into Dalton, I tried to look as confident as humanly possible, but Blaine had most definitely had me beat. These were his people, this was his school, and I was just some stranger amongst the many boys who were loitering in the Great Hall. I followed Blaine closely so as to not get lost or left behind, but his spring of step just might have possibly had too much pep. Even for this Cheerio, he was pushing my speed factor in unknown spaces. I observed as Blaine quickly met up with his friends, boy did I feel like an outsider within this league of sharply dressed men. I stood quiet while leaning forward a bit on Blaine. I felt him lean back into me ever so slightly as I let out a sigh of relief.

"So, this is my new friend, Kurt." Blaine said.

"Oh why hello, nice to meet you!" I said perhaps a little too excited.

"Blaine has not shut up about you, for real." One of his friends said to me in a fake cough. Was I not getting something here?

"Well, now that we have that out in the open..." Blaine said as he eyeballed his friend with the big mouth.

"I just want to say," I began. "That this is such a fine learning establishment, what would one do if they were curious about admissions here at Dalton?"

"Oh, well you'd just..." Blaine quickly stopped his friend from saying anymore. Was I making him feel uncomfortable? I looked for a gleam in his eye as a bit my lip, harder, and harder, while being careful not to make it bleed. I really hope I had not just messed up in asking that.

"Well, who saw that game last night?" I asked.

"What game?" they all answered.

"Oh that one, with the ball, and the players, and those uniforms with the numbers on them?" My, that sounded barbaric. I had no idea what I was talking about.

"Oh, you mean the football game last night? With Ohio State and Michigan?" one of them chimed in.

"YES!" I said. "That one, who won? I didn't see.."

"Ohio State, what would that matter to you Kurt, since when do you watch sports?" asked Blaine.

"Well, I love football! My father has always watched it my whole life, if it's on I'll watch it sometimes." I said, I had to save my butt somehow, this was not going well at all.

"That's nice to know..." began Blaine. "Kurt, practice will be starting soon, let me take you to our hall so that you can learn the ropes a bit, what do you say?"

"Absolutely, such a splendid idea!" I said as I fixed the wrinkle in my collar, again.

We walked into the Great Hall and looked around to nobody there, before I knew it, Blaine had me in his warm tight embrace, all I could do was hug him back, when suddenly he kissed me, right on the lips. My thoughts were raging, much like our hormones but I didn't care. This wasn't Karofsky, this was Blaine. I had been waiting for this for quite a while. It seemed just as the kiss had began, it had ended when I was interrupted by my phone ringing. I answered.

"Hello?"

"Why hello Kurt, care to explain where you are?" I heard an unpleasant voice say.

"Pardon me Brittany, but this sounds nothing like you." I said warily.

"That's because it's not fruit loop, did you forget that you had cheer practice today?" Sue said.

"Gee, hi Sue, yes, I actually did, please excuse me from today." I hung up, fruit loop, really?

As soon as I hung up Blaine grabbed me by the collar and began to kiss me passionately, I had never really done this before, so I was more lost than a young knight searching for his maiden in a tower. I just let him lead, he obviously had a pretty good idea of what he was doing. I broke away from the kiss.

"Aren't we supposed to be at Warblers?" I asked.

"Oh, well, yeah, we are, I just," He began. "got so caught up in this moment, that I , my gosh, we're going to be late!" He finished while running.

I tried my best to catch up.

"WAIT UP!" I yelled.

"NO TIME, JUST RUN KURT, RUN!" was their campus really that big?