I had an idea for this fic the other day but before I published it, I had a look at other Klaine teacher fics and then I came across 'Teach Me A Lesson' I love that fic, honestly but I did not base this idea on that plot! Kurt being 23 has nothing to do with that story, I all ready planned him being that age and in this one, Blaine is a well behaved student who falls crazily for his teacher. Sorry if its too similar to others!

"Hey, have you heard about our new English lit teacher?" Ben nudged Blaine and Emily turned around too.

"I heard we were getting a new teacher because Mrs. Aspinall is leaving but no, I've not heard about the new teacher, why?" Blaine didn't really care as long as he passed the subject, he needed good results. He had always been a good kid and his dad expected so much from him.

"Well, he's twenty three!" Ben grinned.

"And what's wrong with that?" Blaine wasn't in the mood for Ben's shit this morning.

"Didn't you hear me? He's twenty three! He's probably only just graduated this subject himself! And Mrs. Aspinall got herself knocked up again so she'll be back soon." Ben laughed more than he should but admittedly, Blaine grinned too.

"But what if he's hot? Twenty three and teaching me English? I'll be happy with that! So will Blaine." Emily smiled in Blaine's direction and Blaine glanced at her, rolled his eyes then fiddled in his bag for his books, he pulled them out and dropped them on the desk in front of him.

"Give him a chance, you've not even met him." Blaine spat in Bens direction.

Out of the corner of Blaine's eye, he saw all the class turn to their attention to the front of the room and heard the class quieten down so he turned his attention to the front too, and he was glad he did.

A tall man walked in the room, in fact, he looked so fragile and stressed, it would be better to describe him as a boy, maybe Ben was right? The mans hair was brown and perfectly stood up and styled, he was dressed with everything coordinated and he looked like he had spent all week preparing for this one morning.

"Hello, I'm Mister Hummel and I'll be taking this class from now, I'm sorry if I'm not as good as your last teacher, but lets just put it this way, you give me respect, I'll give you respect back and we'll get on just fine! Now, lets got on with this shit." Kurt realised what he had said and looked around to see all the kids smirking, "it's not like you've not heard it before, you can say what you like in this classroom as long as you do the work we have to get through." With that, Kurt sat down and asked the class to pull out certain books and work.

"He's cool." Ben looked at Blaine. "I was wrong."

"Yeah, I knew you would be." As Blaine replied, he received a note from Emily.

He opened it and it read 'He's so hot! But I can tell he's not my team.'

Blaine scribbled back 'Why can't I find someone like that in a club or something? Why does he have to be my teacher?'

Emily grinned and replied with 'you should still go for it' and time went on, it had been a great lesson, normally, about ten of the kids in the class would have switched off with in ten minutes but this teacher had been explaining everything step by step, the best thing was, he made the boring parts of the books fun and parts that they didn't understand, he made them easy by making them more modern.

Blaine smiled at the end of the lesson and packed his books away but then something hit him. He had been starring at the teacher all the way through the lesson and laughing at things he said, he hasn't done any work and hadn't even remembered anything. What had he done for the past hour? Oh, that's right Blaine, day dreamed, over a twenty three year old. Well done.

All the kids made their way out of the room when the bell went, Blaine being the last out. As he passed Mr Hummel, he swallowed thickly so he didn't blush or do anything stupid but as he did, he heard a crash of books fall to the floor.
"Brilliant." Mr Hummel stood up and went to pick them up but Blaine automatically bent down and picked them up, he placed them on the teachers desk and smiled.

"Thanks." The teacher sat back down and tipped his head back in stress but the only thing Blaine could think of is that is what the teacher would look like if Blaine was sucking his dick. Blaine shook his head, he hated being so fucking distracted but he couldn't help it.

"You having a bad day then?" Why was Blaine talking to him? He should just go!

The teacher looked at the curly haired boy in front of him, "yeah, I thought I'd handle it better but ah well, tomorrow is a new day." He smiled and stood up to start tidying the class up a little.

"Do you need some help?" Blaine started putting his bag down so he could do anything this man told him, and he meant anything.

"No, it's okay, you should get going."

Blaine actually felt annoyed, he wanted to stay in the room, but he pulled himself together and walked out saying, "okay."

"See you tomorrow." The teacher called.

"See ya."

Sweating and out of breath with a hard on, Blaine woke up in the middle of the night. He sat up and turned the lamp on at the side of his bed. He swore his boxer briefs were nearly bursting with how hard he actually was. He tried to take his mind off everything, he thought about what had gotten him in this position and then he remembered, he had been dreaming of his new teacher.. And himself. And them doing stuff.

He realised what an idiot he was being and decided, from now on, he would pay attention in class, he didn't care about how much he wanted his teacher in his bed, his grades were more important to him. He thought.

The next day, Blaine walked into the lesson and sat down, he really did want to pay attention today, he didn't even listen to Ben or Emily, he just got on with it but even the work was a distraction. There was a sex scene and he couldn't help but change the names to his own and Mr Hummel in his head. At the end of the chapter, he was red in the face but covered this up with the book and breathed through it. He realised how much of an idiot he was being and just got back to work.

Another thing that crossed Blaine's mind was never, EVER to tell Emily about his little 'crush.'

The next couple of weeks went exactly the same, he would have some lessons of being fully concentrated and some with embarrassing distractions. Blaine couldn't fight it anymore, he had to do something, he was going to go home and plan how he could get to date his teacher.

"Sit down now." Blaine had only just walked though the day and his Mom and Dad were demanding him to sit down.

"Hi to you too." He sat down and starred at his parents.

"Quit it with the cocky attitude and explains why I've been getting letters from your teachers saying that you're falling behind in lessons."

"What? I never knew I was." He did really, he just needed to put up some kind of argument.

"You don't go out until you've studied and got up to date with everything! And in every subject, I've organised an hour every night in a rotation of tuition with your subject teachers, now get to your room."

Blaine had never been happier about being sent to his room in his life. An hour extra with Mr Hummel once a week? Yes please.