*****First actual chapter, guys! =) I actually wrote the first part on the bus this morning! XD And Blaine is starting high school on August 27 because that's when I started high school this year as a freshman! Also 117 is my locker number! So I decided to incorporate a little of myself in here! Haha Enjoy! =) ****

It's a cool fall morning. August 27, to be exact. My first day of high school. I was starting as a freshman at William McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio. To say the least, I was scared shitless. When I got off of an unpleasant bus ride (I mean seriously! Those kids were savage beasts!), I looked up at the humongous school and nearly passed out. 'How am I supposed to fit in here?!' I wondered. My middle school and junior high experiences were not pleasant at all! I was made fun of a lot. But, I'll get into that later. 'I might as well take my schedule and map out of my backpack and try to find my locker and homeroom. This'll be fun.'

"123…122…121…119...118...Here! 117!" Thank God! I finally found my locker! "Okay so turn past zero a couple times to the left, twenty to the right, two to the left, and twenty-four to the right….GOD! Why. Isn't. This. Opening… CRAP!" I didn't turn my hand correctly and the lock relocked itself. 'My locker won't open! This day's already starting off so wonderfully, 'I thought bitterly.

"Do you need any help with that?" I jumped. When I turned around, I was awestruck. 'Woahh. Who's this handsome dude and why is he talking to me? Oh crap! He's talking!"

"-hard to open them at first but luckily my old school had locks just like these so I'm used to them. So what's your locker combination?"

"Uhh 20-2-24," I read off the paper I was given, still amazed that this adorable guy was talking to me. 'He probably won't anymore once he gets to know me and hears more things about me.'

"Okay….and…there! You're good to go!" he smiled at me.

"Th-thank you!" I stuttered.

"Hey, no problem! Us freshmen gotta stick together!" he winked. 'He winked at me! Wait…'

"You're a freshman?!"

"No, I'm a senior who just decided to stroll down freshman hallway to and pick out my next victim for a beating," he said sarcastically. "Yes, I'm a freshman."

"Oh, cool. Me too!" I said lamely. He laughed.

"Here let me see your schedule…. Hey! We have all of our classes together and homeroom!" He exclaimed.

"Seriously? That's awesome!" 'Sweet! I'll get to see this guy everyday! Well, at least I'll be happy until he starts beating me up.' Someone yelled from down the hall.

"Hey, listen, I have to go, Mercedes is looking for me, but I'll see you in homeroom!" the boy said. He gave me a smile and started to turn.

"Wait! What's your name?" I asked.

"Kurt. Kurt Hummel." He stuck out his hand and I shook it

"Blaine Anderson."

"Nice to meet you, Blaine."

"Nice to meet you too, Kurt." He smiled and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

"Kurt." I said quietly to myself, smiling. 'I think I like him….oh crap. I like him.'

*****DUN DUN DUN! I really hope that you guys liked it so far! And yes, they could be in the same homeroom together because my friend and I are in homeroom 1D and our last names begin with C and G, just in case anyone had any doubts! =) Well, next chapter will update… when I get inspired next! Haha Well tell me how you like it so far and I accept constructive criticism, just no one be mean or anything okay? Okay! Love you guys and thanks for reading! Until next time! ~Singerklainer333*****