Next Tuesday Kurt goes to the library again. He's not looking for a book this time, he's looking for Blaine. Kurt wanders into the isle where he first sae him, struggling to reach for his book. Kurt smiles at the memory.

He sits down and pulls out To Kill a Mockingbird and reads what Blaine wrote for the millionth time. He starts to wonder is Blaine will actually show up, but at 3:30 on the dot, Blaine comes down the isle, but this time, Kurt notices that Blaine is wearing a Dalton Academy uniform.

"Hey." Blaine says softly

"Hi. I didn't know you went to Dalton?"

"Yeah, I do. It's a long story but its' my home away from home."

"I go to McKinley. We're singing against your school next week."

"You sing?" Blaine asks, taken aback.

"Yup. I don't have a play list on my iPod dedicated to Wicked for nothing." Kurt says with a small chuckle.

Blaine just stands there and smiles.

"What?" A small grin spreads across Kurt's face.

"Nothing… Nothing. Come on, let's go get something to drink." Blaine holds his hand out for Kurt, and helps him up.

Kurt and Blaine walk the three blocks to get to the Lima bean.

"Hey, uh, can I get a medium drip, and whatever this guy wants." Blaine points to Kurt behind him.

"Can I get a nonfat mocha please?"

"Nonfat mocha? Watching your weight or something?" Blaine nudges Kurt playfully.

"Haha very funny." Kurt sticks his tongue out at Blaine.

"Hey love birds? Can I get the names for the medium drip and the nonfat mocha?" The barista asks, extremely annoyed.

"Uh, we're no tog-"

"Medium Drip is Blaine and the nonfat mocha is Kurt, with a 'k'."

They pick up their drinks at the end of the counter.

"What the hell was that about? We're not together. I don't think they should assume things like that."

"Kurt, calm down, it's a harmless comment. Why is that bugging you so much?"

"Never mind." Kurt looks at his feet and shuffles them for a bit.

They sit there in silence for 5 minutes.

"Well, I've got to get going. Don't want to be late for Warbler practice. Take is easy, Kurt. Blaine slides his napkin over to him. It reads "Next Tuesday, library, same time. -Blaine"

"Wait, Bla-" starts Kurt, but he was already gone.

"Kurt. Is everything okay? You keep staring off into space and smiling." Mercedes asks with a concerned look on her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking." With a reassuring smile, Kurt gets up and head to French class.

Kurt goes to his locker to grab his French textbook and binder, he just gets the door open when Karofsky slams it in his face, and shoves him into the lockers.

'What's up, Lady? Been peeking into the boys locker room again?" Karofsky shoves Kurt again, making sure he falls over this time.

"What is your problem Karofsky!? Why the hell do you keep shoving me into lockers, and knocking my shit down. What the hell?!" Kurt practically screams at him, tears streaming down his face.

"What did you just say to me? Are you trying to be mister tough guy? I will beat the crap out of you, Hummel so don't play around with me."

"What are you going to do? Try and beat the gay out of me? It's not going to change who I am." Karofsky rushes toward Kurt, lifts him by this collar and slams him into the lockers.

"Pull this shit with me again, and I will kill you." Karofsky lets go of Kurt, and he slides onto the ground, and puts his head in his hands.

Kurt walks into his house crying and shaking. He drops his bag onto the floor and goes into the kitchen, where he finds his dad.

"Kurt, wha-"

"Dad, I need to Transfer schools."