The Dalton Boys

I've never craved the spot light or wanted to be the centre of attention. I shy away from pretty much everyone, preferring to stay in the back ground, unnoticed and under the radar of those who feel compelled to judge me day in day out. There is a lot I will out right refuse to do when it involves stepping out of my comfort zone but when my best friend of 4 years, my only real friend, pleads with me to help her out with the guy she's been pretty much stalking for three and a half months what else can I do but agree.

I, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, not content with being the social pariah of McKinley have tagged along with Rachel Barbara Berry on one of her insane missions to snag herself a hot jock boyfriend. Risking verbal and potentially physical abuse if caught on enemy grounds, we find ourselves hunched under the bleachers of rival football champions 'The Dalton Warblers' anxiously awaiting their arrival.

'I hope you realize I'm dead if they catch us out here; you, they'll release unscathed but I dread to imagine the turmoil they'll have in store of someone like me'. She rolls her eyes at my comment and is about to retort with something that I'm sure will be quite condescending and over-the-top when movement in the far corner of the field catches both of our attentions.

We wait with baited breath as a half a dozen or so guys make their way over in our general direction; all in unison with matching uniforms, I can't but feel impressed as Rachel points out her obsession as he strides in the lead, throwing his head back in laughter at something a team mate to his left just said.

I tilt my head to the side as I assess him more closely. Not bad! Tall, perhaps a little too tall for Rachel but he's definitely cute, nice eyes, kind smile. I'm so keen on getting a better look at this guy and digesting the pieces of information being whispered to be by Rachel, obtained during one of her previous stake outs, that we fail to notice we are no longer alone.

'What have we here?'

We abruptly turn upon hearing the stranger's voice, then freeze as we take in the group of boys in front of us. Each one stands before us with an amused expression on their face as they take in our panicked faces; we in turn notice their leather jackets, ripped jeans, cigarettes and of course the smirks on their faces.

Before we have a chance to think of something to say, the most breathtakingly beautiful guy I have ever seen in my life steps forward, the voice we heard moments before speaks out again 'Damn, after seeing that fine ass I didn't think the view could get any better, guess I was wrong'. I am so lost in his eyes, it takes a few seconds for what he said to kick in. I gulp as he stands there with a smug smirk on his face, a look pretty much mirrored on the rest of his group.

Rachel appears to have pulled herself out of the shocked state she was in, and steps forward without thought to chastise him on his behaviour. She rants on about being a lady and not a piece of meat and how dare he speak to her that way. She is mid-way through her lecture explaining that although she does yoga and step class to tone up it doesn't give him the right to make crass comments like that when she realises the group are all laughing at her. This only makes her crazier and she demands to know 'what's so funny'.

Kurt remains speechless as the gorgeous guy with the smirk calls out to his buddy, 'Hey Jeff, you want to tell her why your laughing?' It's at this point that Kurt realises the guy hasn't taken his eyes off of him, in fact he is staring right at him and Kurt suddenly feels really nervous under the scrutiny. A guy with bleached blond hair takes a drag of his cigarette then turns to Rachel, all laughter now ceased as he informs her 'you weren't the one Blaine was talking too honey'.

Jaw slack she looks at 'Blaine' then follows his line of sight to Kurt; 'oohhh'.

Kurt visible gulps as Blaine moves forward again, stopping directly in front of him as his eyes roam up and down his body. They finally land on his face and he feels his cheeks flame with heat as heavenly hazel eyes take in every feature. The silence feels like it will never end and he is sure he is seconds away from passing out when Blaine speaks up again 'Hi Beautiful'. In that moment Kurt is completely floored, 'Fag' ' Loser' 'Freak' 'Homo' 'Lady' derogatory term after another, that's what he's use to but never, absolutely never in his life has he ever been called beautiful.

Rachel rolls her eyes, unimpressed with this guy's lame attempt at seducing Kurt; she grabs her friends arm and starts dragging him away from the group. Whilst they appear harmless enough they don't look the most trust worthy of crowds and she reckons it best not to take the risk.

Still in a daze off the back of his first ever compliment he go's willingly much to the displeasure of his admirer.

Its only once they have reached Rachel's car and he is being pushed into the passenger seat that he takes note of his surroundings and that Blaine and a couple of his leather clad chums have followed them to the parking lot and are calling out for them to 'Wait' and 'Don't leave yet'. Blaine's heart is beating fast as he watches the car pull away and make its way down the long drive, leaving the school behind. Overwhelmed with emotions this boy has stirred up in him, he can't just let him go, he has to know him, he has too. He feels a friendly arm placed over his should, 'You ok? You look like you just won the lottery but lost the ticket'. 'Maybe I did' he reply's glumly.

'Plenty more fish and all that, forget him' another pipes up 'Yeah, how do you know if he was even interested'? Just as the car reaches the gates, mystery guy turns to look at him, shy nervous smile in place before the car turns and he is gone.

Blaine smiles wide and proclaims' Oh, he's interest.'' His friend nods his head and sighs dramatically; 'I guess, it's a good job I noticed the McKinley sticker in the window then'.

Blaine throws his head back and laughs joyously 'Nick, I could kiss you'

'Been there, did that' he states, then slings his arm around Jeff and makes his way back towards the bleachers. 'You coming B, or are you going to stand there dreaming of blue eyes and mile long legs?'

Blaine nods, takes one last look at the gate then make he's way over to his friends. 'Let's go, I've got a field trip to Lima to plan'.

Apologies for the grammatical mistakes; what do you think of the story?