Chapter Two! Maybe a little more explanation from Blaine? Hope so!

Without Glee this week, I am dying. April come sooner.

I do not own Glee

Kurt stared blankly at the paper in front of him. Sitting across from him was Blaine, trying to read his face. Meanwhile, Nick (Who was sitting to the left) was just trying to read Kurt's homework, as usual. Jeff smiled and looked between Kurt and Blaine, cluelessly. Not everyone knew they were a thing. Wes and David were the first to know but it wasn't on facebook or anything. There was a short moment of silence then Blaine's crisp voice broke it.

"What's the letter about? Get a bad grade or something?" Blaine questioned. The letter he was referring to was in fact the paper in Kurt's hands. The Principal, Mr. Stockholm, had handed it to him just seconds ago. Kurt shook his head in response to Blaine.

"What is it then?" Jeff persisted. He had a huge grin on his face. Kurt schootched his chair over to gain some distance from Jeff. The blonde had scooted right next to him. Suddenly, Kurt hit something. It Nick who was obviously copying off Kurt's work. He stared at the cheater and then flipped over the papers. Nick sighed and proceeded to copy off Wes who was sitting adjacent to him. Kurt finally spoke.

"Since when do you have to do a sport at Dalton?" Kurt questioned. Jeff and Blaine looked at each other in confusion. Then Blaine had an epiphany.

"Oh! Yeah, Dalton requires one sport for each school year. Warbling is considered a sport though. Why'd you ask?" Blaine asked, confused with Kurt.

"Well, It says.." Kurt cleared his throat.

Dear Mr. Hummel,

We have just noticed that you have not participated in a full sport this year. You need one more week of credits. Unfortunately, singing does not count as a sport because it isn't competitive anymore. You have two weeks to complete 4 more days of credits. Sports outside of school are acceptable too.

Sincerely,

The Athletic Association

"Well that's pretty self explanatory Kurt." Blaine laughed at his own sentiment.

"Cute Blaine." Kurt gave him a look and continued. "I am not athletic Blaineeee. I do not enjoy running after a ball and getting" He paused "sweaty." Blaine giggled and then gathered himself. Meanwhile, Jeff stared at both the boys with full interest.

"Then don't play a ball sport." Blaine said, Bluntly. In response, Kurt kicked Blaine from under the table. He then shot him a smile.

"YOU COULD DO KARATE!" Jeff screamed. He jumped up and down from the genius of his own idea.

"Jeff, do you really think I'm cut out for Karate." Kurt stood up and twirled around. Blaine stared at him the whole time.

"Hey, Jeff has a good idea. Would it hurt doing it for FOUR days?" Blaine defended Jeff and his decision.

"Please Blaine, you'd just love to see Kurt in the outfit." Wes shouted from the corner where he was doing his work. This caused the whole room to stare. Kurt blushed and sat down. Soon the whole room returned to their business. Blaine continued speaking again. He was obviously embarrassed.

"Martial Arts is great for the soul. You would be great at it." Blaine looked at Wes to make sure he wouldn't say anything.

"My brother is a black belt!" Jeff said, smiling.

"You have a brother?" the other two boys said in unison.

"Yeah he does. Kyle. Senior." Nick replied, cutting into the conversation.

"Yup!" Jeff agreed.

Blaine looked at his watch and saw the time. It was already 5:15. Kurt usually leaves Dalton at 5:30 and Blaine usually walks him out. Everyday, his dad drives by and Kurt gets in the car. He waves goodbye to Blaine and Blaine does the same to Kurt. This is the worst part of Blaine's day, Those four and a half hours without Kurt. They text constantly though. Just recently, Blaine realized he couldn't live without Kurt, that he wouldn't make it without seeing that porcelain colored face every morning. He loved Kurt and he knew it. Even Wes and David knew, probably before Blaine.

"Uh, Kurt. It's time to get going." Blaine said, realizing he had dosed off.

"Oh Yeah. Thanks for reminding me. Bye Jeff, By Nick!" Kurt said, waving his hand. After he had gathered his stuff, the boys began the walk across campus. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and swayed it as they began to walk. Kurt blushed and began a conversation.

"I didn't know Jeff had a brother. Does he sing too?" Kurt asked, staring straight ahead.

"No, he's a lot different than Jeff." Blaine said.

"What do you mean? Does he go to Dalton?" Kurt continued to question Blaine.

"He used to." Blaine paused awkwardly. "Let's change the subject."

The boys continue to make small talk while they walked down the hallway side-by-side. Kurt still had some loose ends to tie up about Jeff's brother but he knew Blaine wasn't going to spill. He needed another plan.

"Kurt, your dad's here." Blaine said, snapping Kurt out of his subconscious.

"Oh, bye Blaine." Kurt said, smiling and waving. He slowly got into the car and buckled his seatbelt.

To: Kurt From: Blaine

Courage.

Kurt laughed when he saw the text message. It was identical to the text message that made him fall in love with Blaine, identical to the one he got before he ran away from McKinley. Just like Blaine, Kurt regrets running but then he reminds himself about all the good stuff that's happened at Dalton. Kurt responded with some small talk as he began to study.

"Can I come in?" A voice came from the other side of the door. Kurt quickly hid his phone under his pillow and answered his dad.

"Sure." He opened a book to look like he was working. Burt examined the room and then began to talk. He took a deep breath.

"How are things with you and Blaine?" Burt asked while he sat on the couch. He was completely aware of Kurt's obsession. This conversation was soon to find it's way into Kurt's enormous collection of awkward talks.

"Good." Kurt said, looking at his wall. Avoiding eye contact was the only way to make it through.

"So uh." Burt paused. "You two dating?" he was nervous. Burt never wanted to hurt Kurt and he didn't want to hit a soft spot.

"Yes." Kurt pretended to read his book.

"Good, I'm happy for you." Burt tapped his shoulder and stood up.

"Ok." Kurt tried to use one-word answers during times like this.

"Have fun studying." Burt laughed and then walked out, closing the door behind him. Kurt took a deep breath, relieved that the conversation was over. He pulled out his phone from under the pillow and saw 3 new texts.

Three New Messages:

Blaine: Text (1)

Jeff: Text (1)

Unknown Number: Text (1)

Kurt ignored the first two and looked at the last one. It was five words.

Do you know Blaine Anderson?

It seemed like such a simple question but Kurt was scared. He never gave his number to people he didn't know.

Who are you?

Kurt responded hesitantly. Meanwhile he checked his other texts which were both normal "Yeah"s or "What's up?"s.

You know me, but not well.

This message is what really scared Kurt. The person wanted to be anonymous. Usually there is something wrong there. Kurt debated not responding but now he had to urge to figure out who it is.

Who are you? I will not answer any of your questions until you answer mine.

He winced and waited for a reply.

I told you enough. I was the enemy of someone you love. I was the lover of someone you love.

Kurt's hand shook as he read the message. He lied down on his bed for a minute, trying desperately to figure out whom this was. He pulled out a book to distract himself. A buzz came from the corner his phone rested.

Are you there?

It hadn't even been 5 minutes and this guy was already wondering where he had gone.

Yes. Tell me who you are, exactly. What's your name?

Kurt was hoping he wouldn't find a way around this.

My initials are JS. Goodbye.

Finally a clue! Kurt had some direction to go in. He thought and thought but no names came to mind. He thought about the message. The enemy of someone I love and the lover of someone I love. He decided to sleep on it. Maybe a fresh mind would bring some new ideas.

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