There he is...the hottest guy in this entire school. There is no way he doesn't have a girlfriend. No one can look that perfect and not have a girlfriend. There is no way he could ever be gay. I mean you can't look that perfect and be gay. That would just be crazy. I have seen him in the hall twice today. Oh look that must be his girlfriend. He likes Asains. Awesome...well time to head off to English class. Being the new kid at school sucks. I mean today is my fourth day and all but still...I had to sit alone at lunch again today...time for English class. I feel like I am going to hate Fridays. Kurt heads to English class where he sits down and prays that the class goes by quickly.
"Okay class today is the day where we are required to read the first sentence of our four journal entries from the past week." Mrs. Patriece says as the class all groans collectively.
Three kids go and then Mrs. Patriece asks Kurt if would like to go. Since this is fist week she gave him the option of not having to do it. Kurt nods and stands up and walks to the front of the class.
"Hi! My name is Kurt and I am new here. So this is my first time doing this. Still not sure why this is required, but here I go...I hate being the new kid at school and sitting alone at lunch is no fun. That was the first one. Here is the second one...I just wish that he would talk to me and then this wouldn't make being the new kid so weird. Now the third one...Hopefully today will be better than yesterday. Here is the last one...Thank God it is Friday, maybe I will go that coffee shop near my house this weekend. Well that's it." Kurt says as he walks to his seat and sits down.
"Blaine it's your turn." Mrs. Patriece says to him.
Blaine walks up to the front of the room. Okay here are my four..first entry...Wonder if he is weird? Second entry...I wish Tina would leave me alone. Third entry...She keeps asking if I am going to say hi. Fourth entry...Great there is an empty seat our table, what should I do? Okay that's my four." Blaine heads to his seat. I hope he doesn't think I am talking about him. But I am sure he was talking about me. Maybe I should tell him why we are required to do this each week. Or maybe not.
The weekend goes by and neither Kurt nor Blaine went to the Lima Bean. The rest of the week goes by and Kurt finally found a friend. Mercedes sat with at lunch on Tuesday and the rest of the week because she couldn't stand to see him being alone. She told Blaine that he was nice and he really should talk to him, but Blaine didn't do it. He wasn't sure why he was avoiding him, but he was for some reason. Now after avoiding each other for a week it is finally time for English class.
Here we go English class. I hate English class or at least on Fridays. Every Friday we are required to stand up in front of the class and read the first sentence from four of our journal entries. We use to just be able show our teacher the entries and she would glance at them and move on. Until one day one of the kids left his journal in the classroom and because our teacher is a noisy ass she picked it up and discovered that the kid had wrote the same paragraph everyday for three weeks. Now we are required to stand up in front of the class every Friday and read this out loud. I hate doing this because I could care less about the kids in this class. Last Tuesday we got a new kid in class and he keeps staring at me. I have two classes with him and in each class I notice that he is staring at me. I don't mind it, but shit, I wish he would stop. Great time to start reading these entries. Oh and now it is the new kids turn. Blaine finishes writing his last entry because he thought he had wrote all four, but noticed he must of missed one of them somehow.
"First entry...My first week at school was pretty good. Second entry...I really like the red polos that I keep seeing, and shit I think this is this is the third one in one week. Third entry...Bowties seem to be making a come back. Fourth entry...I have never seen anyone with triangular eyebrows before, but I like it. Well that's all I have." Kurt says as he goes back to his seat.
Odd, the new kid has noticed my wardrobe. Oh shit! Did I really wear three red polos last week? I don't remember doing that. Maybe I have a problem.
Blaine walks up to the front of the classroom. "My first entry...We had a new addition to English class this last week, hope it goes well. Second entry...I hate when people always stare at me, but I guess this is okay. Third entry...Well shit maybe I should take fashion advice and buy a pair of mustard colored pants because I really like them. Fourth entry...Here we go English class. Well that is all four of mine." Blaine finishes and walks back to his seat.
Staring at him is okay and he likes my mustard colored pants. This seems to be going well so far. I just wish I had the courage to speak to him. Kurt thinks as the bell rings and he heads to math class.
The weekend seems to go by like a blur and Blaine is so thankful that is finally time for school on Monday. His brother came into town on Friday evening and has been a douche ever since he got here. Tina demanded that they hang out on Tuesday and Blaine would have rather done anything else, but Sam was busy so he decided to be nice and go get coffee from the Lima Bean with her after school. Then the rest of the week was just a blur to him.
Kurt had an okay weekend. He went to the Lima Bean on Sunday with Mercedes and then they went to a movie later that night. Monday he decided to audition for Glee club and Tuesday was officially a member of the club. This made him excited because he would get to see more of Blaine. Although he was annoyed with Tina always hanging around him. The rest of the week was just boring for him. Friday finally rolled around and that meant English class.
Here we go Friday again. Time for English class. Wonder what he wrote this week. Blaine thinks as he sits and hears Mike reading the first sentences from his entries over the week.
"Kurt it is now your turn." Mrs. Patriece says to him.
"First entry...Something is different today, I think it is the hair. Second entry...I like when people smile at me, especially during boring classes. Third entry...I bet a ballad would sound amazing coming out of that mouth. Fourth entry...I think it is rather cute when people cross their legs. There are my four." Kurt says as he sits down at his desk.
He noticed that I cut my hair, he likes for me to smile at him, maybe I should sing a ballad in Glee next week, and I look cute crossing my legs. Well, well, well.
The teacher calls for Blaine to go next. "First entry...Holy shit, jeans seem to look really good since I rarely see them. Second entry...Highlights were added and they look good. Third entry...Those legs can go on for days. Fourth entry...I caught a scent when I walked by and nothing has ever smelled that amazing. Those are my four." Blaine says as he heads back to his seat.
Note to self...wear jeans more often. My highlights look good and I smell amazing. Maybe this new school will work out just fine. The bell rings and Kurt leaves class with a smile on his face.
Monday it is time for Glee practice and Mr. Schue assigns ballads as the weeks assignment. Rachel gets really excited and screams as she jumps out of her chair. It startles the entire room.
"Rachel calm down." Finn says to her as he touches her arm.
"Finn, this is no time to calm down. I was made to sing a ballad." Rachel says as she sits back down.
Finn smiles and nods at her.
"Well I am glad that you are happy Rachel. Now Kurt considering this the real first assignment I have given you don't have to do if you don't to." Mr. Schue tells him.
"Oh no I think I will do it. Just give me time to come up with something great." Kurt says back to him.
"Okay you can go in a couple days." Mr. Schue says and then he reminds everyone to start thinking of what they would like to sing and tomorrow they would start with each person singing.
This excites Blaine considering that ballads are his favorite thing to sing. He rushes home and begins to finds music. I need to find a song that says it all. I mean I like him...wait did I just think that. Oh shit...I think I like him a lot. Oh God! I bet he doesn't feel the same way or maybe he does. Oh shit shit shit! Blaine's cell phone begins to ring and he answers it.
"Hey Sam."
"Hey Blaine. Have you decided what song you are going to do?"
"No I haven't decided. Have you?"
"No, but I need to do a love song to express to Mercedes that I am still in love with her. This way she may consider dating me again. She keeps saying what we had was just a summer fling, but that isn't true. It is much more than that. I love her. I really do."
"Oh Sam. I knew you were still in love with her. I bet she still loves you too. I caught her staring at you during lunch today."
"I just really need to tell her how I feel. Help me find a song please."
"Okay I will look and see what I can come up with."
"What type of song are you thinking about singing?"
"Umm...Uh..."
"Blaine? What is it?"
"Uh..."
"Dude you can tell me. I swear I won't say anything."
"If I tell you, you can't tell anyone, not even Tina. God, please don't tell loud mouth Tina."
"I swear I won't say a word."
"Well you know Kurt..."
"Yeah..."
"Well..I think I might like him."
"Oh my God! Really?"
"Yes really and you better not tell a soul or I will start a rumor about you that you are only attracted to chairs or something stupid like that."
"I won't tell anyone and that is the stupidest rumor ever."
"I know...I'm not very good at being mean. But I really like him a lot."
"Dude that's awesome. You should tell him."
"I can't tell him something like that. I need a song to describe how I feel."
"I think I have the perfect song. Give me a day or so and I will come up with the perfect song for you."
"Okay. Well I think supper is done so I need to go."
"Okay bye dude."
"See you tomorrow."
Sam and Blaine get off the phone and Blaine goes downstairs and eats supper with his family and then afterwards searches for the perfect song for him and Sam.
Over at Kurt's house he has finished eating and is looking for the perfect song to be able to sing. Considering this is his first time singing a song in Glee it has to be perfect. He calls Mercedes and ask for her help.
"Kurt I'm not sure what you should sing."
"I want to spread the message that I have feelings without coming out and saying that. But considering he has a girlfriend this might be hard."
"Blaine doesn't have a girlfriend."
"Then who is that Asian chick that is always glued to his side?"
"Oh my God! That is Tina. She had this stupid crush on Blaine over the summer and wouldn't leave him alone and he has made it clear that he is gay and has no interest in her, but she still hangs around him all the time."
"Oh thank God! I was scared she was his girlfriend."
"That is seriously the funniest thing I have ever heard. He would die if he knew you thought that. Oh God! That is so funny."
"Well then he must have a boyfriend."
"No...he is single."
"Oh God! Really? How can someone be that hot and still be single? I am in shock."
"Well he is single. You're right he is very pretty. You should ask him to go get coffee sometime."
"Yeah okay because I can just do that. What if he doesn't feel the same? I would be mortified."
"I think you should do it. I caught him looking at you during lunch on Friday."
"Don't lie to me Mercedes."
"I'm not lying. I really did."
"Well...I guess I'm going to get off of here and try and find a song. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Kurt gets off the phone and begins to search for the perfect song.
The next day at school it is time for Glee practice and Rachel demands that must sing first.
"Okay everyone, Rachel has her song picked out and she is going to first." Mr. Schue tells everyone.
Rachel stands up and yells at Brad to hit it and the she begins singing. "Don't tell me not to live, Just sit and putter, Life's candy and the sun's A ball of butter. Don't bring around a cloud To rain on my parade! Don't tell me not to fly- I've simply got to. If someone takes a spill, It's me and not you. Who told you you're allowed To rain on my parade! I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum, And if I'm fanned out, Your turn at bat, sir. At least I didn't fake it. Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it! But whether I'm the rose Of sheer perfection, Or freckle on the nose Of life's complexion, The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye, I gotta fly once, I gotta try once, Only can die once, right, sir? Ooh, life is juicy, Juicy, and you see I gotta have my bite, sir! Get ready for me, love, cause I'm a comer, I simply gotta march, My heart's a drummer. Don't bring around a cloud To rain on my parade! I'm gonna live and live now, Get what I want-I know how, One roll for the whole show bang, One throw, that bell will go clang, Eye on the target and wham One shot, one gun shot, and BAM Hey, Mister Arnstein, Here I am! I'll march my band out, I will beat my drum, And if I'm fanned out, Your turn at bat, sir, At least I didn't fake it. Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it. Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer, I simply gotta march, My heart's a drummer. Nobody, no, nobody Is gonna rain on my parade!" Rachel takes a bow when she is finished and everyone claps.
"Thank you! Thank you." Rachel says as she heads back to her seat.
Kurt is nervous and sweating and knows he needs to go next or he will chicken out completely. He leans over at Mercedes and whispers "I think I want to go next."