I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You
Blaine walked nervously down the crowded hallway of William McKinley High School. It was the end of his first day after transferring from his old school where…
No! don't think about that, he thought his mind already flashing back to that night in the parking lot after the Sadie Hawkins dance. The blood everywhere, pain exploding in his chest.
No .It's a new school with different people. Positive thoughts, Blaine. C'mon you can do this.
He walked down the hall, determined to find the auditorium where glee club auditions were being held. That's what he'd thought about all day as he'd sat alone at lunch time, as he'd been picked last in gym for basketball teams…. He loved singing, and he hoped the other kids in the club would be accepting and maybe even his friends.
He'd just rounded a corner when he collided into someone. The stranger's satchel fell, ad his books scattered everywhere.
"I'm so sorry!' exclaimed Blaine, "I wasn't watching where I was going. I was so focused on finding the auditorium, and-" he stopped realizing the stranger was now scrambling to get his stuff, "Here, let me help you.'
Blaine gathered the remaining books and handed them to the stranger. They both stood, and Blaine saw the student was a tall, pale boy with perfectly coifed chestnut hair and dazzling blue eyes. His outfit was tasteful and his skin flawless. Blaine gasped a little and sputtered before saying the first thing he could think of.
"I'm Blaine," he said and stuck out his hand to shake, and inwardly face-palmed. Like he cares. You couldn't even compliment, nope. I'm Blaine, now forcing you to talk to me instead of continuing with your day-
"I'm Kurt," the boy-Kurt-said, shaking Blaine's hand, "I can help you find the auditorium in just a minute. I was going to my locker to get my sheet music for glee club auditions. Are you trying out too?"
Wow, he has a beautiful high voice. Oh, shoot he just asked me about glee.
"Y-yeah, " Blaine stuttered, "Can I come with you to your locker? I have no idea where I'm going."
"Sure," Kurt replied smiling. They started to walk down the hall. "Are you new here?"
"Yeah, I just transferred. I had some trouble at my old school with homophobes and-"
He cut himself off realizing he was completely unloading on this pretty boy he just met. Not wanting to scare him off he continued,
"So, were you in glee last year or is it a new thing here? Or are you new to it this year?"
"I was in it last year. It's a nice club. The kids are pretty cool. When came out last year, they were really accepting, so you won't have any problems with that when you get in."
"So the kids here aren't prejudiced?" Blaine asked getting his hopes up.
"The glee kids aren't. Some of the jocks can be pretty rough, but just make friends with the glee jocks, and you should be good."
Kurt stopped in front of his locker, and got out some sheet music. They continued down the hallway.
He's so nice for someone I just met, Blaine thought. Maybe we'll be friends. It'll be nice to have another gay kid to talk to.
They stopped in front of the auditorium doors.
