I didn't know if I should continue my series of Kurt Diaries, or if I should start a NEW Kurt Story, so I have chosen to do BOTH! This chapter will be 1 of a 2 part or 3 part Mini-Saga. I hope you enjoy. Read and Review.

Dear Diary,

It's almost Halloween! Halloween is my third favorite holiday, behind Christmas and Valentine's Day.

We have been out for a week, because of Fall Break. Today was Friday. Friday the 13th. As you may know, I am super, superstitious. So, the day didn't start the way I expected…!

I woke up, hoping Blaine would call, but instead I hear my mom's voice?

"Hi, Sweetie. I know you are GAY!" she said.

"Yes. I know too, MOM?" I said.

"How have you been?"

"Oh, fine thank you, Mom. Last time I saw you, I was 8. After your funeral I went home and cried myself to sleep and every day after that until dad attempted to get me a therapist. Then, once when I was nine, a cat bit me. Then, two years after that, I almost drowned in a pool, so dad wanted to teach me to swim. Then, when I was 13, I got my man period! Then, last year, I came 'out' to dad! How have you been, mom! Why did you leave! Why!"

"Kurt! That's enough. Calm down. That's no way to speak to your Mother…mother…mother…!

A dream! That's all it was. I woke up again, this time I pinched myself to make sure. I got up out of bed hoping my mother wasn't going to happen to be at the door when I opened it.

"Crap!" I said not realizing who it was.

"Nice to see you to Kurt?" Blaine said with a questioned look with a kiss on my cheek.

"Don't ask!" I moved around him to go down the hall and into the bathroom.

"Whoa, whoa! Hold on. Can't I see my boyfriend for a minute?" Blaine asked, grabbing my hand and pulling me to his chest. We were face to face, but I was careful not to blow my morning breath in his face. He grabbed my other hand, interlocking our 20 fingers together.

"No! You can't. I just woke up, and I haven't had morning coffee, nor have I had a shower! Back, off!" I said as I pushed him away.

"Oh. Is someone having their Man Period?" he asked while making funny hand gestures trying to make it sound funny.

He SO doesn't understand me, does he?

I run to the bathroom to brush and floss my teeth, but then something occurred to me. Why was Blaine at my house so early?

"Blaine, why are you here? I asked with just my head out of the bathroom door.

"Well, yesterday, YOU called me to come pick you up. We are going to see the 'Lima Beans' play at the Lima Café. You said you would love to see them in the morning for a change. Right?

"Oh! Yea. I forgot. I'll be out in a few minutes."

My dad walks down the stairs, just as Blaine says, "Maybe I can come help you with that…?"

"No. You. Can. NOT!"

"Oh! Hi, Mr. Burt. I mean, Hummel. "

"Hello, boys. Blaine, why don't you come down here with me so we can talk?

"Sure?" he agrees to my dad making a worried look at me. What was I supposed to do? He was the one that made the BAD sex comment.

Blaine, what have you done now?

I finish getting ready, and then go downstairs. When I get to the last step, I trip.

Did I really just do that?

Dad and Blaine were in the kitchen on opposite sides of the four seated table, Dad with a bowl of cereal, and Blaine with a confused look on his face. It seemed Dad had brought Blaine down just to sit in awkward silence.

"Kurt, you're ready! Great! Time to go! Kurt, let's go. "Blaine said, breaking the silence, pointing to the door.

"Dad, may I have some money?" I asked hoping he would give me a 50 like last time.

"I don't have cash today Kurt; why don't you ask your boyfriend…?" He said with a strict, but annoyed voice.

"Oh. Okay, Dad. Do we need anything from the store?" I asked. Maybe this time he won't reply so mean!

"No. We don't need anything. If we do, Carole will get it later. Now you two, go have fun, but not too much fun!"

He always finds a way embarrass me and my friends…Always…

..ooOOOoo..

We arrived at Lima Café, noticing Halloween decorations arranging from spiders and witches and a huge Frankenstein head on the glass door with a sign on the front right window saying CLOSED. Since when is the Lima Café closed on Fridays?

"Kurt, I think they are closed." Blaine said, as if I didn't know.

"Well, what else are we going to do, Blaine? I asked him with a bit of a whine.

"I don't know, Honey. We will find something. Promise." Blaine said.

Why did he just call me Honey? Is it something he is trying? A new nick name? Why Honey?

We get out of the car to make sure the window sign wasn't incorrect, or something. I do a school-girl type run to the window. He comes up behind me, both arms around my waist. I can't say it didn't feel good.

"Uh, Blaine, we need to talk." I said, ruining the WHOLE mood.

"What about, Kurt?" He asked with a surprisingly normal face. Wasn't that the statement that anyone from East to West would die rather than here? Does he even care?

By this time, a red SUV came right behind me, as if it might run over me. Does anyone know the speed limit anymore? It pulls its brake only inches away from me then honks for three seconds.

I yell at the top of my lungs, "Are you an idiot?"

"Kurt, are you okay? Something has got to be wrong." He made his wide-eyed look; like he usually does when he thinks something is wrong, or if he is finding something out for the first time. Kind of like when I have hurt my toe, or if we are listening for the results for American Idol, or whenever he loses on Angry Bird.

He looks at me, and then looks at my lips. I use my fingers to check to make sure there is nothing on them, and then with no time to react he kisses me. It felt like an angel from above had just given me the gift of my life. Wow. Is he usually this romantic?

Right then, the person from the car starts honking again. I look inside and there they were…The person I dreaded to see the most on Friday the 13th.