"Blaine, dearie! Don't leave just yet!"
"What is it mama? I have to go!" I whined. I just had to get to school in time. It was my first day! Getting late to school on the first day was just asking for a bad rep from your teachers. My mother came running into the hallway, brown paper bag in hand.
"You can't leave without your lunch silly boy. Here let me fix this real quick!" Handing me my packed lunch, I scowled while she fixed my new bowtie. "Now Blaine Everett Anderson, you better listen to me right now. I know there might be some meanie kids there but you just stay very far away from them, you hear?" She pushed back a curl that escaped my gel helmet with a concerned look.
"I know, mama. Now I've gotta go! Bye. Love you!" I kissed her cheek and she patted me on my back then I was off to my first day at William McKinley High. I drove slowly in my beat up car down the streets of Lima to avoid sliding on the stupid ice covered roads. Stupid Ohio weather. Squinting, I realized I was already at the school when I saw the sign that stated "Home of the Titans". I decided that it might be best if I parked closer to the entrance because there weren't many cars parked all the way out here. My car was loud and I didn't want to attract any more attention to myself because I was already the new kid. I grabbed my new bag and hopped out of the car. Someone was walking towards the school on the sidewalk right in front of my car. I shuffled slowly away from my car trying to remain unnoticed. Then the boy, dressed in all black, actually stopped and turned. He looked up and down my body then directly into my eyes.
"You fresh meat kid?" He cocked his head, still staring at me with a slightly confused expression.
"What do you mean by that?" I moved my bag in front of myself because I felt weirdly exposed in front of this boy that was still 'checking me out'. The unknown boy chuckled when I did this and looked back up to my face.
"ARE. YOU. NEW. HERE." He spoke to me like I was a small child. He smirked when my jaw dropped. I quickly snapped it shut. I wasn't giving this guy any amusement.
"I'm not stupid!"
"I didn't say you were beautiful. So, you never answered my question. You the new kid?" I blushed at the compliment. No one had flirted with me before.
"Don't call me that. And yes this is my first day. That I am about to be late to." I started walking towards the school and I still felt his eyes on me.
"Wait up! I'll take you to your first class. What is it?" The mystery boy wrapped his arm around my waist and I quickly stepped out of the circle his arm made.
"It's American History, but I'm sure I can find it for myself. And stop touching me! I don't like it!"
"Oh come on. It's just a little fun. This school needs it sometimes," he said with a sigh. "I know where that is. We have the same class together. Follow me." He gave me the first genuine smile I've ever seen on his face and started walking away, but I stayed where I was. "You don't want to be late do you?"
"Wait. I don't even know your name yet!" I mumbled slugging towards him slowly.
"Hummel. Kurt Hummel."
"Kurt. Like Kurt in 'The Sound Of Music'?" I was excited! Maybe Kurt liked musicals like I did! "No. My dad's name is Burt and he wanted my name to rhyme with his." My face fell. "I know dumb right? Oh well, can't change it now right? So what's yours?"
"Blaine Anderson," I stuck my hand out and Kurt wrapped his in mine.
"Pleasure to meet you, Blaine Anderson. Now let's go before Mr. K gets pissed at us." He once again wrapped his arm around my waist and this time I didn't stop him. I felt sorta comfortable in his presence. Maybe it was just that people would back away from Kurt as we walked down the crowded hallway. Why were people so afraid of him? He wasn't that intimidating. Although he was quite tall, but that was no reason to back away when he passed. Kurt led us to my first class and we took our seats in the back.
"Why are we sitting all the way back here?" I asked Kurt with a confused tone. There were so many empty seats in the front.
"Some people don't-… Just don't worry about it babe. You'll find out eventually though. Then you'll never want to talk to me. No one does."
"Okay class! Turn your books to page 182!" I tuned out the teacher. School did matter to me, (unlike other people) but the sadness swirling in Kurt's eyes was more important. Why did no one want to talk to him?
"What do you m-"
"Hey! Anderson right?" The teacher yelled out and I nodded, blush forming high on my cheeks because everyone in the class turned to stare. "You're new here so I'm gonna fill you in on a class rule. No talking while I'm teaching! You understand Anderson?"
"Yes sir." Finally everyone turned back around and the class resumed. With a sigh of relief, I pulled out my notebook and a pencil to at least look like I was paying attention. I hated being the center of attention. After what happened at Dalton I probably wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for lots of convincing from my mom. I used to be the most popular kid at Dalton. I had all the friends, all the solos in my Glee Club, a 4.0 average. I was at the top of the food chain you could say. That all came crashing down one day when a horrible boy named Sebastian came to Dalton and ruined my entire world. He didn't like me (for reasons I'm still not sure of) and he made sure he got himself wrapped around everyone's finger. Then he proceeded to tell everyone that I tried to force myself upon him in the bathroom the second he got there. All of my friends believed this of course because Sebastian was just the most perfect person in the whole entire world. My own "best friend" believed him over me. I was kicked of the school for assault because of Dalton's no bully policy. Thankfully my mom believed me and that's why I'm here now. Pretty messed up. That kid did not like me. I just wanted to run and hide.
Something nudged my side and I jumped high out of my seat. I looked with wide eyes up to Kurt's smirking face. I was handed a folded up piece of paper and I shot Kurt a curious glance. He mouthed "Just open it," and then winked. I shiver went down my spine. Why was he so good looking? Are all the boys here this cute? I couldn't be sure. Kurt was the only one I have really looked at since I got here. I glanced to see if the teacher was even paying attention to us then opened the folded paper. "Don't worry about him. He's all talk but he never does anything about it," It said in beautiful handwriting. I felt Kurt's eyes on me so I nodded then put the note back into my bag. I'll talk to him later about it. The teacher still scared me, no matter what Kurt said.
I tried to pay attention. I honestly did, but this teacher was just so annoying and would not stop talking. I was so bored. I doodled on my notebook, looked at the dumb posters around the room, and even clock watched for at least 15 minutes but nothing was curing my boredom. Kurt shifted closer to me when I sighed. He put his hand on my thigh and rubbed his thumb in circles as if to comfort me. I shivered once again as he touched me. I only just met this kid and all I knew about him was that his name was Kurt Hummel and that he was hot. I looked at what he was wearing for the first time since I had met him. He had on a long sleeve black button up with a black vest, black jeans, and big clunking boots. The outfit was complete with thick black material tied on his small wrist. I couldn't help but stare at how great his long legs looked in those tight skinny jeans. I just wanted to touch. My hand seemed to have a mind of its own because it was starting to reach out towards his leg. I stopped it before it did but I'm sure Kurt saw it because he giggled. Crap.
I was staring at the complicated way Kurt's boots were laced when I saw a light blink. What in the heck was that? My head spun around behind me and then to the front of us trying to find where the light was coming from. I look back down to Kurt's boot and realized it was coming from the inside of it! What could be inside Kurt's boot? A bomb? I chuckled at that. Definitely not a bomb. Kurt turned to me when I chuckled but I shook my head and he turned back to the teacher. WHAT WAS IT IN THE BOOT?
Well, what all do I know about Kurt so far? People were afraid of him. He had that "bad boy" act going on. He was lonely. And then it clicked. IT WAS AN ANKLE BRACELET! Like the ones you wear when you are on parole! Holy Crap! I was letting this… this criminal touch me! I thought he was hot! I was about ready to scoot away from him, but just then the bell rang. Kurt slowly stood and turned to me.
"So what's your next class?"
"Stay away from me!" I screamed then ran out.
"BLAINE! Wait! Blaine wait up!"
Okay. Here is where this chapter ends. Hope you guys like it. And yes I know, another badboy!Kurt fic. I wanted to write one so here is the product. I'm not sure if I'm going to write another chapter or not so just let me know if you want me too. Okay bye! Glee on Tuesday 3 KLAINE ON EVERYONE!