A/N: Hello dear readers! I've decided to start a new fanfic so ta-da! Here is chapter one!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of it's characters, all I own is this combination of words and the emotional pain that I experience because of the show

He had bright, blue eyes, a faint scent of lilies and a hope that things would get better.

He had dark, hazel eyes, smelled intensely of smoke and he had given up a long time ago.

September 5th 2011 fate decided to show itself in the form of a physics teacher.

"Have you heard?"

Kurt looked up from the issue of Vogue that he was currently flicking through to gaze at the two cheerleaders slowly approaching their lunch table. One had dark hair, the other was blonde. They were both dressed in their cheerio uniforms and their pinkies were intertwined. Several people turned to look at them as they made their way across the crowded cafeteria.

"Heard what?" Mercedes absently looked up from her phone as Santana spoke again.

"About the new kid?" Both Kurt and Mercedes shook their heads so she smirked and continued. "McKinley got fresh meat today. A junior."

Mercedes and Kurt shared a look. Santana and Brittany sat down at the half-dirty lunch table and pulled out their protein shakes. "Excuse me, but why on earth did you think that we would find this piece of information even remotely interesting?"

"You're excused." Kurt frowned and Santana continued. From the look on her face it was obvious that she had just been waiting for Kurt to pop that question. "Well for once, he's already gotten himself into two fights with some of the jocks which I must admit is quite admirable, I don't even think Puckerman has gotten himself into that much trouble in a single day." Rachel looked up from the West Side Story script she had been studying in preparation for the school musical, suddenly interested in Santana's gossip. "Second, he is extremely hot. A bit on the short side but damn that guy can work a denim jacket." Santana pretended to fan herself and Mercedes dramatically rolled her eyes at her. "And finally, I thought you'd might be interested because rumour has it that you are no longer the only cock-loving boy in this godforsaken place."

"Wait," Mercedes held up her hands in confusion and a wicked grin spread across Santana's face. "He's gay?"

Santana shrugged. "Maybe. It's what the rumours say at least. But then again, there's also a rumour going around claiming that Berry is a woman but I'm pretty sure that one isn't true."

Rachel deliberately ignored Santana's comment and instead leaned across the table, a spark in her eye that could only mean trouble. "Kurt, this guy could be a potential boyfriend."

Kurt only had time to open his mouth before Mercedes started yelling at Rachel.

"Rachel Barbara Berry, could you for once try to use your head? Life isn't a scene in West Side Story. And didn't you hear Santana? It's his first day of school and he's already been in not only one, but two fights. Do you really think Kurt would be even remotely interested in a guy like that?"

Rachel was about to reply but Kurt quickly interrupted her. "Mercedes, it's okay, I can handle this." Mercedes had gotten up from her seat during her heated speech and she slowly sat down as Kurt began to speak. "And Rachel, I'm not just going to jump on the first gay guy I see. I'm not some little desperate boy who falls in love with the first person he lays his eyes on."

"You haven't even given the guy a chance," Rachel mumbled as she poked her salad with her plastic fork.

The sound of the bell rang through the cafeteria and they all quickly gathered their things and hurried off towards their classrooms with a quick and brief goodbye.

Kurt linked arms with Rachel and the two of them started off towards the physics classroom. There was no doubt in Kurt's mind that this wouldn't be the last time Rachel would bug him about the guy but for know he decided to enjoy the peace while it lasted.

When they arrived the classroom was already filled with people and Kurt saw Tina and Sam in the room, both looking as confused as Kurt felt.

"Rachel, why are some of the juniors here?" Rachel shrugged and frowned as she looked around the room. All the seats were occupied and several students were standing in the middle of the classroom, looking from side to side and having no idea what to do.

"Everyone quiet down." Their physics teacher, Mr Peters, was standing at his desk, a large pile of papers lying on his desk. "Find a place to sit and if there are no available seats then please stand against the wall."

Kurt, Rachel and some other students moved further into the classroom and Mr Peters continued. "Okay then, I have some exciting news if I say so myself. Over the course of the next few weeks you're going to work in groups of two on a physics project of your own choice. Each group will contain a junior and a senior. I've already made the groups so you won't have to worry about that."

Several students groaned loudly at the news. Kurt and Rachel shared a look and he could clearly see that she wasn't pleased with the news either.

At least I'm not the only one who thinks this is stupid.

"Okay, now I will list the groups and as I mention your name you come up here. That way we won't waste too much time with everyone trying to find his or her partner. Once you're teamed up you can leave the classroom and go sit in the library or somewhere else in the school." It took a few minutes for the physics teacher to locate the paper he needed but once he found it he quickly straightened up, cleared his throat and started listing the pair.

"Sam Evans and Rachel Berry."

Rachel groaned. "Oh god, he probably hasn't been paying attention all year. This means I'll have to do all the work." In the other end of the classroom Sam was raising his hands in a gesture of victory and he quickly hurried up to Mr Peters. A few seconds later Rachel joined them, and after being handed a paper of instructions for the project, they left the classroom.

"Tina Cohen Chang and Sally Brown."

Mr Peters continued to list the groups and when he was about halfway through the list every glee kid had been placed in a group. Every glee kid except Kurt.

Great, he thought, he's probably paired me with some ignorant jock that doesn't know the difference between Spanish and chemistry. Just what I need.

Kurt hadn't been doing all too great in physics in his junior year but he was determined to do better this year. Unfortunately it didn't seem like Mr Peters was going to help him achieve that.

"Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson."

Kurt frowned and slowly glanced around the classroom. There were about seven people left and he could probably only name two of them but he had seen four of the other people before and he at least knew that none of their names were Blaine Anderson.

That left the seventh person.

A guy in dark jeans and a worn-out denim jacket started moving towards the front of the classroom. He had dark hair that was sleeked back with a heavy coat of gel. He wore old, black boots and a pack of cigarettes stuck out from the back pocket of his pants. He had full lips, thick eyebrows and a pronounced jaw. His skin was slightly tanned from the hard sun that had hovered over Lima during the summer.

"Mr Hummel?" Kurt hadn't moved from his spot against the wall but as the teacher mentioned his name he blinked and in a few quick steps he made it to the teacher's desk.

The first thing he noticed about Blaine Anderson was the heavy smell of smoke that came off of him.

Blaine Anderson turned to look at his physics partner as Kurt took the paper that their teacher held out to him.

The first thing he noticed about Kurt Hummel was his bright, blue eyes.