I Love Maths
Author: gleekinthemaking
Summary: Kurt comes to maths to learn, but will he find something much more?
Pairings: Kurt/Puck
Dedications: To Gleekship, who inspired me to write my own fan-fiction.
I Love Maths
'You know I really do HATE maths, I mean, it's like they make it difficult on purpose. We're learning about something really pointless and stupid, which I don't really understand properly. Mrs Bellánd doesn't help - when I ask for help, she either ignores me, tells me to stop moaning and get on with my work. Maths confuses me, a lot of the time, I don't know what I'm doing in her lessons half the time. So when we have to do this assessment type thing I try my hardest… and I get a U!'
Kurt's anger increased drastically at the thought of that letter on his test paper in big red ink.
'...and to make things worse, they have told me I have to attend after-school math revision classes when I should be in Glee Club, to stop Mr Schue from making it the 'Finn + Rachel Club', God I hate math so much…'
Kurt's mind jumped back to reality as he realised just down the hall was Azimio carrying a cherry red slushy.
'Great the last thing I need' he thought, bravely darting down the hall; after all he couldn't go the long way or else he'd be late. Kurt certainly didn't want that. Then again he didn't want his brand new Alexander McQueen coat; with matching leather bag and shoes, stained with irremovable red splashes. Before he had anytime to think of a way out, a spray of cherry liquid was hurling towards him, it seemed to come at him in slow motion and all Kurt could do is close his eyes and wait for impact…
.
.
.
A piercing shriek was heard.
'…What was that?'
Kurt dared to open one eye and see what had happened. He turned back to see a cheerio, face and uniform covered in red, full on shouting at Azimio. He surveyed himself. '…nothing?'
Kurt was both relieved and puzzled, but thought it best to not ask questions and swiftly get to his revision session.
The room was semi-filled when Kurt arrived, the tables were split just like the school groups, the jocks, the emo-gothic kids (Kurt never really understood the difference or how the fact they could only wear black) the geeks, who were probably always here and the girls from his math class.
3 guesses where Kurt chose to sat…
As Kurt sat down next to Cyndy; a small girl who's blonde hair was in pigtails as if she was still in elementary school, Kurt's eyes glanced over to the jock table and noticed something odd. Whilst the rest of the Titan's were laughing and making fools of themselves, someone wasn't sharing in the merriment. Kurt's eyes met those of the starer; the only person in McKinley who could pull of a mohawk… one Noah Puckerman. They stared for only a second, but what felt like a life-time. Before Noah averted his gaze and laughed along with the other jocks. Kurt wondered how long he had been watching him.
"What have you done to piss off Noah?"
Kurt turned to Cyndy who looked as puzzled as he did, "He's been staring at you ever since you walked in, what have you done?"
"I honestly have no idea,"Kurt informed. He looked back to Noah, his perfectly-shaped head resting on such broad shoulders. His dark-brown hair, neatly cut into a single line and lips so full and perfect.
What Kurt saw next shook him to his core...
Puck looked at him and… winked. Before returning to the conversation.
Kurt could swear he has blushing, he instinctively looked down and hoped that Noah didn't him in this state. Surely Noah didn't just wink at Kurt, did he? It must of been his imagination, he was obviously having a relapse of a previous fantasy, then again knowing him, it was just one of Noah's stupid pranks to make Kurt feel uncomfortable. But Kurt could dream…
The teacher was yet to arrive, so Kurt pulled out his iPod and scrolled hit shuffle. Kurt closed his eyes and began to drift off into a day-dream state...
O-OMG
Oh why you looking at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you staring at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you looking at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you staring at me
I walk inside, his eyes are stuck on me
I slyly wink and flip my hair just to see
Do a little turn
Check! Check!
He's looking at me
And now he's walking my way
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
Who's so much hotter than you
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
Who's so much hotter than you
Kurt envisioned Noah leering at him ever since he stepped foot in the door and practically could't take his eyes off him.
O-OMG
Oh why you looking at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you staring at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you looking at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you staring at me
I blow a kiss
You wink, I melt
Coz we, us two
We do connect
M.F.E.O. I.K.R.
I kno know
I know right!
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
who's so much hotter than you
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
Who's so much hotter than you
Turn your gaydar on
Before your green light goes on
Feel na feel mo kasi
AYan tuloy napahiya ka 'te
Kurt had only dreamed that someone as hot as Noah could be playing for his team. At least he had his fantasies...
Heels on the catwalk
Battle in the corridor
Tiger eyes, pout on
Showdown on the dance floor
OMG! I almost gave you my heart
(on the dance floor)
Heels on the catwalk
Battle in the corridor
Tiger eyes, pout on
Showdown on the dance floor
OMG! I almost gave you my heart
(on the dance floor)
O-OMG
Oh why you looking at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you staring at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you looking at me
O-O-O-O-OMG!
Oh why you staring at me
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
who's so much hotter than you
"Kurt?"
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
Who's so much hotter than you
"Kurt!"
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
who's so much hotter than you
"KURT!"
Tell me what do you do
When hot bachelor guy is a single lady
Who's so much hotter than you
"MR HUMMEL"
O-M-G
Kurt slowly drifted back to reality to realise that a very angry looking Mrs Bellánd was staring at him with eyes of stone and the room was completely silent, with everyone looking at him. He removed his earphones.
"I'm sorry?" Kurt said bleakly, implying that he wanted her to repeat the question.
"I said… An angle that is inscribed in a semi-circle is always a… what?"
Kurt hated the fact she closed her eyes whenever she spoke. He rattled his brain for any memory of this, but his mind was still focused on Karylle and her brilliant portrayal of Mariah in the 2008 version of West Side Story.
"I don't know, miss" Kurt finally concluded, a little dis-heartened especially since he wanted to prove to her that he didn't actually need to be here. Mrs Bellánd gave him a cold stare, "well you might know, if you weren't spending all your time, dancing about and singing musical numbers!"
'Wow! She really hates me.' Kurt thought.
She turned, and addressed the class again "Anybody else, angle from a semi-circle?"
Kurt had bravely decided to look over at the jock table once more, to see Noah quickly look away, back down into his work, but with a very prominent smile on his face.
Kurt never looked back to the jock table, not matter how strong the urge. He felt it forbidden as if he were Perseus and Noah were Medusa. Kurt could actually feel Noah's gaze on his cheek, as if he could look right through him. 'When will it end' Kurt pleaded to himself.
Finally the bell went and they were finally excused from there after-school torture. The jocks practically leapt from there seats as if the starting pistol had been fired. Kurt politely waited for Cyndy to gather her things before they left together.
"You must of done something pretty bad…" Cyndy finally said, breaking the awkward silence that had formed between them as they reached the parking lot.
"What do you mean?" Kurt asked, already knowing who she meant.
"Puck, literally would not stop looking at you, to be honest he could of burned a whole through your head." Kurt threw up a little at the thought of him with a hole in his head."You really need to be careful," A car honked behind them. "My dad, sorry, i'll se you 'round, its been nice talking to you again." She waved and stepped into the silver vehicle, before it drove off at speed.
Kurt was just about to head to his car when he thought 'I should really take my math book home, we certainly don't want a repeat of todays performance'
Kurt turned and headed back into school, walking down the deserted halls. As he passed the cherry-slushie stain on the wall, he remembered the bad aim and wondered 'what happened to Azimio'
Kurt eventually reached his locker, and noticed a white note sticking out of it. Kurt looked at it curiously before plucking it from his locker and began to read... more like decipher the scribble on the page. From what Kurt could tell it said.
'meet me in the library after-school, we need to talk'
Kurt grabbed his book and began to exit the school, still pondering of who it could be who it could be. 'How rude they couldn't even leave their name' he thought.
He placed the note on the passenger seat of his car and looked at it in confusion, as he slid in the drivers seat and buckled up. He started up his engine and drove off the lot, still contemplating who it could be, even though he had a good idea who it was.
Yay! The start of my first Fan-Fic EVER! Hopefully you enjoyed it and will leave me a jolly good reveiw xD not sure when i'll post the next chapter what with balancing school etc. So update when i update, sorry I can't be more specific :L