A/N: So I see a lot of people do the fan fictions and do the iPod shuffle thing and do ten songs and I thought this would be fun to do. With Kurt and Blaine obviously :D And well yeah. I don't know how many songs I want to do total. But I have about 10 songs already shuffled through on my iPod, and I already have story ideas for them (: So AT LEAST 10 songs, then I might have to shuffle some more. So here goes the first one :D They will be in chapters and I want them to be sort of short but not like mini-me. So this will keep me producing new material so yeah, thanks for reading. And Pretty, pretty, pretty please review. (:

P.S. I have a REALLY varied music selection on my iPod. (:

P.P.S. Plus, another reason I did this was because they are easy to write in class when I have free time and then I can type them up later. (:

P.P.P.S. I take just the line I post for inspiration NOT the whole song, because I have "A Little Priest" from Sweeney Todd and that song is about cannibalism so I am just using a line from the song, again, NOT the whole song. (:

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"I couldn't get you off my mind. I could tell, you could tell I was taking my time."

Metro Station

Shake It

Blaine sat leisurely on a couch in the Dalton commons. It was a Saturday afternoon and everybody had either gone home to their families or were out on dates. Blaine, not doing either, was left alone in the commons relaxing in front of the television in a pair of sweatpants and a Dalton Warblers sweatshirt.

(A/N: Link to outfit in my profile (:)

He was aimlessly flipping the channels while letting his mind wander to the newest addition to the Warblers. A petite brunette, with that oh-so-dreamy body, flawless skin, and voice that sounded like an angel. Or at least Blaine thought so. He had wandered into the choir room on his first day of school and joined the Warblers immediately. One, because he had an amazing range, and two, because, even though Blaine refused to believe Wes and David's remarks, he wanted to be closer to Blaine. The Warblers had taken Kurt in kindly, especially Blaine. Being the only other openly gay boy Kurt knew Blaine had "taken him under his wing", you could say. Now, at least for Blaine, it had developed into something more. Kurt made Blaine sigh when he brushed his hair out of his face. Made his heart race when he gave him a hug. Only, Blaine wished that when he gave Kurt a hug for once, it wouldn't be because he needed comforting. He wished it was because he legitimately wanted to be close to Blaine. The closest Blaine could get was in his daydreams on days like today. Kurt had a boundary that didn't need to be crossed so soon after what Karofsky did to him. His fists clenched just thinking about the big lard back at McKinley who attacked Kurt. Because of what he did, Blaine didn't want Kurt feel uncomfortable or out of control, by him making a move towards something more than a mentor relationship. When Wes and David asked him why he was waiting, he liked to call it….developing….the relationship. They would then just tell him he was clueless and that obviously Kurt liked him back, and that he should just go for it. Blaine would always refuse to believe them. He would make excuses saying he was just a friend, or a mentor, or a confidant, not anything related to a boyfriend. Unknown by Blaine, Wes and David, would then go off gallivanting and telling Kurt about how much Blaine liked him. Kurt, being stubborn, also refused to believe them. Although, Kurt was a little more flirtatious than Blaine. Just as Blaine was lolling around the idea of his fingers in Kurt's perfectly styled hair he snapped back to reality to the sound of footsteps of boots hitting the floor. Blaine smiled only knowing of one person at Dalton who didn't wear tennis shoes on the weekends. He turned around to see Kurt approaching the couch nervously. He was wearing another one of is eclectic outfits, a bright red Marc Jacobs sweater with classic boots. He also wore a matching scarf and black earmuffs hanging around his neck. Blaine has learned that Kurt prefers earmuffs because they don't mess up his hair…as much.

(A/N: Link to outfit in my profile. (: )

"Hey Kurt." he said smiling shyly.

"Hey" he said walking around and plopping on the couch and taking off his earmuffs. Blaine and Kurt were then sitting shoulder to shoulder.

"Want some hot chocolate?" Blaine said rising from the couch awkwardly. Kurt's face dropped and then he nods. Blaine starts making the hot chocolate, ripping open the packets that were on the back table, oblivious to Kurt's obvious disappointment. After a few silent moments the microwave bell dings and Blaine hurriedly grabs the hot chocolate and walks over to Kurt.

"Be careful." he says sitting the cup on the coffee table and instead of sitting back next down to Kurt, he sat on the couch opposite of him.

"Thanks." Kurt said quietly and picked up the hot cup and took a small sip. Blaine smiled.

"No problem. So, what's up Kurt? Why aren't you at home?" he said pulling his legs up on to the couch and crossing them Indian style. "Most people are either with their family or on dates on the weekend." he says giving Kurt a confused look.

"Well, I told my dad that I would rather stay here. I had hoped to have plans by this weekend." Truth is Wes and David had told him they were working on Blaine asking him out by the weekend, they had said leave it wide open and stay at Dalton, so there would be no issue of planning it around Kurt's schedule of going home to see his dad. Blaine blushed thinking of the reason he stayed at Dalton, he was trying to muster up the courage to ask Kurt out, but he just couldn't find it anywhere.

"Why would you think that?" Kurt eyes grew and he started stuttering.

"Well, I….uhh…well…I just thought….I uhhh….had been here long enough….maybe I would have…had some plans with…..friends….this weekend." he said taking another sip of the cocoa to shut him up.

"Oh." Blaine said averting his eyes as Kurt licked a drop of hot chocolate off his lips.

"But, I guess nobody wants to spend any time with me this weekend." Kurt said looking up at Blaine.

"Well, that's not true. I love spending time with you Kurt. I just met you and you are one of the closest friends I have." There was that dreaded word Kurt hated to hear from Blaine's lips. Friend. He only saw Kurt as a friend and that's all he would ever see him as. Kurt mustered up a fake grin and looked at Blaine sitting their comfortable and here he was dressed like he was trying to impress somebody. Well, he sort of was, but that Warbler lead singer just wasn't taking the hint.

"Thanks." Kurt said sipping the last of his hot chocolate. "As lovely as it was chatting with you, I do have some Algebra homework I need to finish." he says rising from the couch.

"Sure, sure." Blaine said standing and nodding his head. "Algebra homework." Kurt started to walk over to him. Blaine looked at him strangely.

"Bye, Blaine." he said wrapping Blaine in a hug. Their bodies fitting together perfectly and them standing still for short moment.

"Bye, Kurt." he says releasing him from the hug. Kurt turned to walk out the door and Blaine couldn't help but let his eyes wander. Even though Kurt couldn't see him he could feel Blaine's eyes burning a hole in his backside. He smirked as he walked out the door. Although he disliked how slow the relationship was moving he didn't want to be the one to make the first move.

As Kurt turned to walk to his dorm Blaine sighed and sat back down on the couch. He wanted to keep the relationship moving slowly, he didn't want to rush Kurt into anything. If anybody asked, he was just taking his time.