A/N: I haven't updated this. Ever. So.

This week was the first full week of school, so we got more homework than the past two weeks. And then I almost passed out in first period bio on Monday, so I went home and didn't go to school on Tuesday, and then I had a doctor's appointment Wednesday, so I missed quite a bit of homework, essays and quizzes. Fun.

I don't own Glee. Unless I'm in an alternate universe.

Anyway, Chapter 2!

The rest of the week was spent in nervousness by both Kurt and Blaine, though neither knew the full extent of the other's anxiety.

Kurt was, of course, nervous about his reputation. Up until sophomore year, he'd been known as the goody-goody-two-shoes, the teacher's pet, and a loner. He didn't belong. He was different. Come sophomore year, he was accepted. Sure, it wasn't the clique he would have chosen to be in, but at least he finally had friends. And he'd gotten used to it. Everyone thought he was a smoker, he did drugs, disposed of boyfriends like paper towels, which was impressive considering the lack of gay boys in Lima. It really just proved his acting ability. His secret ambition was to be on Broadway. No alive knew about it, but he had told his mother before she died. At the moment, he knew it would never happen. Not with the people he hung out with and the way he hadn't done community theater or anything involving acting, singing, or dancing since he was eight, and therefore wasn't in practice. But still he had to keep his reputation up, or he wouldn't belong anywhere anymore. He'd just be the gay kid that was picked on. And that would suck. So his date with Blaine had to be in private. And Quinn could never, never, find out. Not yet.

Blaine, on the other hand, was worried that Kurt would end up, well, breaking his heart. The girl he'd talked to about Kurt, Mercedes, convinced him to join glee club. He auditioned with I'm Yours, and found out that the New Directions were pretty accepting of everyone. Much more than his old school. There he barely had any friends, but now he had a whole group of people he could at least sit with at lunch and partner with during classes. Mercedes was in quite a few of his classes, and he considered her his best friend at McKinley. She warned him about Kurt once he told her what had happened. She'd said that he would definitely break his heart, or worse. She also claimed she knew from experience, but to ask at another time. Blaine was terrified that Kurt would show him up and humiliate him, and the glee club wouldn't want him anymore, and he'd be back to being a loner. He knew it was probably irrational, but it stemmed from something valid. The last time he'd gone on a date (though the term was used rather loosely) it hadn't ended well. He and his friend Ethan had gone to a Sadie Hawkins dance together, and got beat up waiting for their ride home. Blaine stayed in the hospital for a week, and Ethan was there for three. Both of them had to see a therapist for a year after the incident. Ethan, who had been his best friend, was put on medication for a year and a half, and after that didn't work moved away in order to never see the jerks again and try to recover. Luckily, McKinley seemed a little more accepting, but Blaine couldn't help being uneasy. It was still Ohio. Not everyone in McKinley was like the New Directions. He'd seen what the jocks did to the theater kids, and the nerds, and the gay kids, and Blaine fit into all of the above.

Kurt was sitting on the steps of McKinley on Friday with his eyes closed. He was trying to sort out his thoughts about Blaine. He wasn't sure whether what he was feeling was love or pure loathing. He only knew it was something he'd never felt before, for either a girl or a guy. He was about 80% sure it was love, but what did he know? He knew the reputation he had among the reasonable kids at McKinley (which, admittedly, wasn't many). After lying there about ten minutes, the object of his thoughts entered the scene. Both boys were always early, but until now neither had much of a reason to talk to the other besides curiosity. Today was the exception, because Blaine was earlier than usual and it was still forty minutes till homeroom.

"Hey," Kurt said, "We still on for tonight?"

"Yeah, I guess," Blaine replied, "But I'm... confused, I guess. Why... why do you want to go on a date with me? I'm like, the opposite of you."

"I guess... Well, you must have heard stories from the One Directions or whatever about me. You've probably heard that I break a kid's heart once a month or something. Which is probably true. But for some reason you're different. I still don't know if it's in a good way or a bad way. That's what this date is for."

"Oh..." Blaine was slightly disappointed. He was pretty sure he was in love with this boy, and Kurt didn't know if he felt the same way. At the moment, Blaine was just a toy for his amusement and experimentation. But he couldn't bring himself to call the date off, not with Kurt, whom he'd felt an instant attraction to the moment he laid his eyes on him.

The boys sat there for a few minutes in silence until Blaine realized he had to leave because he had to see Mr. Schue about his Spanish essay that he'd gone over the page limit on before he went to his locker.

"See you tonight?" he asked as he stood up.

Kurt nodded, noticing Quinn coming. He took a cigarette out of his pocket quickly and pretended to light it. "Tonight."

A/N: I don't understand how my chapters are so short. They look longer on my iPod, but I wrote this one on the computer.

I kind of want to continue, but also want the date to be on its own. I might change the chapter a little, but I wanted to get it posted before I don't have access to the computer for a few days.

I just got a bunch of ideas for this though, so yay! 'Cause when I started writing this chapter I had no idea what I was going to do with it, but now I have six or seven ideas.