Author's Note: So this is my first Kurtofsky fic. I never write, but I have a lot of ideas and I wanted to get them down. So I hope you like it! Oh, and I wanted to dedicate this to some of my favorite writers on here: Lolee Ann, GoldenPetal13, Mark Ash, lonegungal17, Avrenim13, keepfabandgayon, and nikko-elyse92. You guys are amazeballs! Your writing makes me laugh, cry, sometimes it makes me sad, most of the time it makes me happy (I'm always happy with an update ;) ), and always leaves me wanting more. Actually all the writers on here are great. I mean, we all ship Kurtofsky, right? We're the shiz. No question. And now here is my first attempt at writing. Please review! (Again, it's my first time, try to be gentle. Lol.)

S/N: This takes place the first day of Senior Year. Kurt is with Blaine, but not for long, I promise. I plan to get rid of him fast;) Dave and Santana are still in the closet and are still running The Bully Whips.

"So…I've been thinking, and I think I should eat lunch with you again this year. You seemed ok with it last year, I mean. You wouldn't want Az or any of the other guys to slushy you or anything first day back. Those are expensive clothes, I'm guessing. I mean, I know you like to dress…fancy…uh anyway, I was thinking about maybe joining glee club. Yeah, Santana's in there and I figured…I love you, Kurt. I know your with Eyebrows, but I'm changing, right? I will be anything you want me to be…I just want a chance. And I want you to know that I'm planning on…." Knock, knock, knock!

"Dave, are you ready yet? Do you plan on being late your first day of Senior year?" Dave's dad yelled outside his son's bedroom door.

"Uh yeah, Dad, I'll be right there…" Dave said hurriedly as he shoved the wedding topper back into his sock drawer. Dave was so lost in his daily talk with the wedding topper that he forgot to pay attention to time. This was the day he'd been waiting for. The day he'd see Kurt again for the first time since school ended. They had kept in touch over Facebook and sometimes text, but today he would see him.

Dave had been working out more than usual over the summer in hopes that the chubbiness Kurt didn't like would go away. Unfortunately, it didn't, but he did gain more muscle. He'd once seen Kurt carrying around muscle magazines. Granted, that same week he came to school drunker than a Lindsay Lohan party, but regardless, Kurt probably liked muscles. Dave looked through the new clothes his mom bought him for school trying to find something that would show off his new muscles. Finally he settled on a white short-sleeved Henley and a pair of jeans. He tossed the clothes on and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Looking in the mirror Dave realized the clothes actually looked good on him. He turned around and glanced over his shoulder in the mirror to see how he looked from the back. His back looked good, the muscles bulging through the shirt. But as he looked down to see how the back of his jeans looked, he realized he had a big bubble butt. 'What if Kurt hates big butts?' he thought to himself. "Well, it's too late now." He groaned out loud. He opened his cabinet under the sink and grabbed his hair gel, quickly squeezing some in his hand and running it through his hair, spiking it up. 'Eyebrows seems to be in love with hair gel and Kurt seems to really like him, so why not?' Dave said a little bitterly to himself. Giving himself one last look in the mirror, he approved of himself. I mean, Kurt does seem more…fashionable, but maybe he likes it when guys are more high school stylish…? I mean, what did Eyebrows dress like outside of Dalton? He quickly realized he didn't care. He wanted Kurt to like him for he is, not because he was trying to be like Blaine. He smiled in the mirror. 'I think Kurt will like this look. I like it…at least' he said to himself. He went back into his room, grabbed his bookbag, Bully Whips beret and jacket, keys, and headed out for school.

Pulling into the parking lot, he saw Azimio heading toward the school and had a quick nervous feeling as he thought about what they would think of him dressing like this instead of wearing some loose jeans, a t-shirt, and his letterman. Even more, what would they think if he decided to stick with his plan to join glee club? "Great, can't wait for practice later." he mumbled sarcastically, hitting his head on the steering wheel. When he looked up to gather his stuff, he saw Kurt getting out of his car. His heart fluttered. Kurt had gotten a little taller and Dave could swear gained a little muscle himself. He was wearing a tight white dress shirt with a garnet tie, and black vest. He had on black skinny leg pants, and shoes that looked like they'd costed more than Dave's truck. He quickly wiped the drool trying to escape his mouth away, gathered his stuff, and made his way over to Kurt. He looked around. It looked like they were now the last two people in the parking lot.

"Kurt!" Dave yelled out, jogging over to him.

Kurt turned around, and his eyes widened and his jaw dropped and he took in Dave's look. "Whoa…" Kurt said lowly and quickly composed himself just as Dave caught up to him. It's not like Kurt thought he looked good, he was just surprised Dave came to school like an Abercrombie model. Or at least that's what Kurt was telling himself.

"Hey David…" Kurt said shakily as he looked down at Dave's shirt and saw his muscles bulging through. Quickly clearing his throat, he looked back to meet Dave's eye and smiled, "New clothes?"

"Yeah.." Dave said embarrassed. 'Does he like them?' Dave thought to himself studying Kurt's face. 'Well at least he noticed…'

They started walking toward the school in silence. Suddenly Dave remembered his talk with the wedding topper from this morning. As he remembered, his stomach dropped. He couldn't tell Kurt that. It even seemed hard telling the wedding topper! he thought. He took a deep breath and the word from earlier started to spill out.

"So…I've been thinking, and I think I should eat lunch with you again this year…."