A/N So I saw these graphics on tumblr of genre swapped Glee to a fantasy/supernatural show. I loved them so much that I decided writing a fanfic about this. So yeah lets see where this goes.

I do not own glee

Kurt walked down the stairs and out the door when he heard the familiar honk of Quinn's car. The cool outside air hit him in a refreshing breeze. The leaves were changing and air was turning cold again. He loved this time of year. It felt more like home to him. The blistering heat of summer always made him uncomfortable.

"Hello," He said as he hopped into Quinn's car.

"Hey," She said as she started driving toward the school.

After driving for a few minutes in silence Kurt reached to change the temperature of the car. It was way to hot in there. He felt like he was in a stove.

"Hey! No one said you could do that." Quinn snapped.

"But it's so hot in here," Kurt pouted.

"Yeah, to you. Not to a normal person,"

"Since when are you a normal person?" Kurt smiled. Quinn quickly punched him in the arm, "Ow! Not fair."

Quinn smiled to herself. She never in a million years thought that Kurt Hummel would become her best friend. He thought the same thing. When they first met they despised each other. She was head cheerleader. He was the outcast. But one thing bonded them. One secret connected them. Whether they liked it or not, they needed each other.

"So I've been thinking," She started.

"About?"

"Rachel," She said quietly, eyes focused on the road.

"Quinn. You know that's not safe." Kurt scolded.

"Why not?"

"You know 'why not'. Come on, what's our one rule?"

"Maybe she's an exception?" Quinn offered.

"There are no exceptions." Kurt said, his voice firm and cold. Like ice.

"That hardly seems fair. So because of a stupid rule we're just supposed to walk around alone. Forever?"

"You could always fall in love with me," Kurt chuckled lightly.

"I'm being serious, Kurt. Everyone deserves the chance to fall in love. Even us." She said looking at him with sad lonely eyes.

"You'll find someone. Someone like us."

"We could be the only ones out there, Kurt. Doesn't this bother you at all?"

"I've accepted this, Quinn. We're different. People don't usually like people who are different. And I stand by our rule. No falling in love with humans." Kurt's voice told Quinn that the discussion was closed. She quietly pulled into the school parking lot and got out. Kurt did the same and headed for the door.

"She's different," Quinn called after him, "I can tell."

~oOo~

Kurt settled into his seat in French and got out his notebook. He flipped it to the page last written on. It was covered in Quinn's premonitions. He was to keep them recorded so he could look out for them. See if they came true. He wrote down the newest one she told him of this morning as the bell rang. He swiftly slid it back into his book bag and focused on the front of the room. Something was different. Madam Shenk wasn't writing her usual lessons on the board as she did every morning. She was standing by the door talking to principal Figgins.

Kurt cocked his head slightly. There was someone else up there. It was a boy around his age. He had black curly hair, nice clothes. He smaller…shorter than Kurt was. But none of that was what caught Kurt's attention. What caught Kurt's attention was the smoldering hazel eyes they boy had. They were beautiful. They were almost like liquid gold. They were…fixated right on Kurt. Kurt held his gaze for a few moments unable to look away. The other boy looked away first talking to Madam Shenk.

Kurt didn't know what just happened. The look from the other boy sent heat flaring through his body. Kurt hated it…but liked it at the same time. He shot an icy look up at the stranger, and as he did he noticed he was walking straight toward him. He sat down in the seat next to Kurt and extended his hand eyes flickering to Kurt's.

"I'm Blaine." The boy said.

"Kurt." He said as he carefully took Blaine's hand into his and shook it. He almost dropped his hand in shock at the contact. Blaine's skin was hot…too hot. As if it was burning.

There was something different about him. And Kurt was going to find out.