A/N: So, here we have a Klaine story. WEEE! :D I've rated this M because of future events. ;)

Also, I would like to thank the always wonderful Savannah for her input and help. :)

Shit. Kurt checked the time on his phone. He was going to be late for school if this line didn't hurry up. He was tempted to just forget the coffee and head to school, but he needed the caffeine.

"Next." Kurt walked up to the counter. "Good morning, what can I get you?"

Kurt gave the girl his order, paid and walked over to an empty spot on the wall. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall. About a minute later he heard the barista call his order. He grabbed his coffee and headed for the door.

He brought the steaming paper cup up to his lips as he was walking out when his eyes were drawn over the top of the lid to the opening front door. In walking, came a guy - had to be only a couple years older than Kurt, if that - with slicked back curls and a blue and red blazer. A uniform of some sort, maybe? The other boy looked up and their eyes locked. They just looked at each other for what felt like an eternity before the other boy broke his gaze and gestured for Kurt to walk through the doorway.

"After you." He smiled.

Kurt couldn't think straight. Those eyes, those hazel orbs of mystery. And that smile. Oh. "Thank you." Kurt finally managed to form the words.

Once in the parking lot, Kurt reached for his phone again. 7:35. "Shit." He jogged over to his car, quickly hopped in and rushed off to school.

"Kurt?" Mercedes leaned over to put her face in front of his. "You okay?"

Kurt snapped back to reality. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." He straightened out his vest, uncrossed his legs and re-crossed them.

"You sure? 'Cause you've been staring off like that all day." Concern in Mercedes' voice.

"Yeah, dude, she's right." Finn piped up, "Did something happen after you left the house this morning?" He sounded like he was interrogating him.

"No, nothing happened." Kurt reassured him.

Just then Mr. Schuester walked in to the choir room. Kurt mentally thanked him. He didn't want to tell them about the boy at the coffee shop and how he had been on his mind all day. He didn't want to tell them about those big hazel eyes he couldn't stop picturing and that dapper smile the boy had flashed him. Kurt smiled to himself while he went back to half listening to Mr. Schue talk about that weeks assignment.

"Dude? Hello? Earth to Blaine!" Wes was sitting across from him in the common room.

"Huh?" Blaine snapped his head to look at Wes. "Sorry, what were we talking about?"

"Well, we were trying to figure out the values of x and y." Wes gestured to the math books laying open on the table.

"Right. Blaine adjusted himself in the chair and put his pencil back on the paper. "So, if we have x here then…" He trailed off as he looked back up to his friend.

"Blaine, I know I offered to tutor you and all, but if you're not gonna pay attent-"

"I'm sorry!" Blaine cut him off. "I just, uh, I-I just have a lot on my mind." Blaine looked back out the window across the room. Yeah, a lot on your mind alright. He couldn't get that boy from the coffee shop out of his head. Those baby blue eyes that looked as if they could see into his soul. His porcelain skin. I wonder how soft it is…NO! Blaine stop it. He tried to reason with himself.

Himself wasn't listening.