Monday

"BLAINE NATHANIEL ANDERSON!"

Blaine sat up so fast he got whiplash. He hurried out of bed and threw his bedroom door open to reveal an angry Kurt.

"What?" Blaine asked, a big yawn following the question.

"Get your ass out of bed!"

Blaine was confused. "I am out of bed."

Kurt smirked. "Then get dressed and make yourself look presentable. We have class in ten minutes, sweetie."

Blaine's jaw dropped in horror. "I won't have time to gel down my hair!"

"What a shame," Kurt teased. "Come on, Blaine, nine minutes!"

Blaine grabbed clean clothes from his closet and dashed into his bathroom. He quickly changed and brushed his teeth, looking longingly at his bottle of hair gel as he left it untouched. Blaine slung his bag over his shoulder, took Kurt's hand in his, and ran out of his room.

They reached Murdoch's room with a minute to spare. Kurt sat next to a very sad-looking Reed, Blaine taking the seat on the other side of Kurt.

"Reed, what's wrong?" Kurt asked softly.

Reed was staring down at his hands with his lower lip slightly stuck out. "Shane didn't show up for breakfast."

Blaine dropped his head onto his desk. It was starting already.

"Oh, Reed, I'm sure he had a good reason. Blaine only woke up ten minutes ago; maybe Shane woke up too late, too," Kurt said, patting Reed on the shoulder.

Reed shrugged one shoulder just as Murdoch walked into the room. The class immediately quieted down, and Blaine was secretly grateful he wouldn't have to hear Reed pine after Shane. It was too early in the morning…and he didn't have his gel.

Blaine kept his head on his desk but tilted it so his chin was propped on his hands. He fought to keep his eyes open as Murdoch began the day's lesson; Blaine was going to kill Shane for keeping him up so late.

As if it was hard enough to stay awake, Blaine suddenly felt Kurt's hand tangled in his curls. He hummed as Kurt played with his hair, moaning when his boyfriend accidentally tugged on some curls.

"Kurt," he whispered. "You really need to stop right now. I'm either going to fall asleep or start kissing you."

Kurt giggled, not removing his hand from Blaine's hair. "I really love when you don't gel down your hair," he whispered back.

At that point, Murdoch turned from writing notes on the board. Kurt tried to retract his hand right away, but wasn't fast enough.

"Mr. Hummel? Mr. Anderson? Do we have a problem?" he asked stiffly.

Both Kurt and Blaine were shades of red. "No," Kurt said.

Murdoch gave them a look before continuing his lecture. Blaine was relieved (but slightly disappointed) when Kurt's hand didn't return to his hair. To keep himself occupied, Blaine tuned into what Murdoch was saying.

"…so all of you are going to write an essay on someone you admire. It needs to be at least three pages in length, and it is due on Friday."

Blaine's eyebrows rose. This was an easy assignment; so why was it coming from Murdoch? Deciding not to question it, Blaine searched his mind for someone to write his paper on.

His father was out of the question. He thought about writing about his mother since she accepted him, but she never did anything about his father's homophobia. She never intervened when his father tried turning him straight or yelled at him for dating Kurt.

Blaine smiled, just like he always did when he thought Kurt's name. Kurt would be perfect to write about. He loved Kurt, and he looked up to him. He admired Kurt for his openness and "I'm proud of who I am so go shove it" attitude. He decided; Kurt would be the one Blaine was going to write his essay about.

"Blaine?"

Blaine started, looking up to see Kurt and Reed standing by his desk. "Yeah?"

"It's time to go, honey," Kurt said. "Time to wake up."

Blaine smiled. "Sorry," he said as he stood up and laced his fingers through Kurt's. "I was thinking about who to write about."

"Did you decide?" Reed asked, falling in step beside Kurt.

Blaine nodded. "I'm going to write about Kurt."

Reed grinned as Kurt blushed. "That's so sweet!"

Blaine rubbed circles on the back of Kurt's hand and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek. "Who are you two going to write about?"

The three had reached Blaine's room. They had a short break before their next class, so Blaine and Kurt sat on the couch while Reed crawled up onto Shane's bed, pouting.

"Where's Shane?" he said.

"Probably in the library working on that big paper Murdoch assigns to every new kid," Blaine said, pulling Kurt against his chest. "Who are you two writing about?" he repeated.

"Edward Cullen," Reed answered with a dreamy sigh.

"What?" Blaine said at the same time Kurt said, "Ohmygod, so am I!"

Blaine looked down at his boyfriend. "What?"

Kurt got up from the couch, dodging Blaine's attempts to pull him back down, and joined Reed on the bed.

"Edward Cullen is definitely someone to admire," Kurt said.

Reed giggled. "For more than one reason."

Kurt joined Reed's giggle fit. "You make a very good point. Edward Cullen is sooo sexy."

"Um, hello?" Blaine said from the couch, waving over at Reed and Kurt. "Boyfriend right here."

Reed and Kurt ignored him, instead opting to talk more about why Edward Cullen was someone to admire. After enduring fifteen minutes of the painful torture, Blaine went into the bathroom and decided to gel down his hair. They still had half an hour until their next class, and Blaine knew it would make Kurt upset. Kurt loved when Blaine let his curls free, but Blaine wanted to punish his boyfriend for making him listen to how amazing Edward Cullen was.

When Blaine walked back into his room, Kurt and Reed had moved from Edward's hair to Edward's vampirism.

"He makes such a hot vampire," Reed gushed.

Kurt nodded enthusiastically. "His strength, his body…I wouldn't mind him holding me in his arms."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Yeah, 'cause Edward's really a vampire."

Both Reed and Kurt shot angry looks at Blaine. "Not you, too," Reed said. "Shane said the same thing last night; that Edward's not a vampire."

Kurt's jaw dropped. "Edward is too a vampire! He sucks blood, can't go out in the sun!"

"He sucks animal blood and sparkles in the sun," Blaine said slowly, as if talking to a young child.

Reed sniffed. "You and your brother are exactly alike."

"I resent that," Blaine said. I don't make plans to become a vampire.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Whatever Blaine." He looked down at his watch. "Come on, we should probably get to class."

Blaine followed Kurt and Reed out of the room. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers as the two boys continued their gushing of Edward Cullen. Blaine thought it proved that he was a very good boyfriend since he hadn't shouted at Kurt to "shut the hell up"—yet.

…

Shane looked up when his door was slammed open. Blaine stood in the doorway, pulling his hair by the roots. His brother kicked the door shut before falling against the door.

"Rough day?" Shane grinned at the older boy.

Blaine glared at him. "We have to write a paper about a person we admire in Murdoch's class…Kurt and Reed are both writing about Edward Cullen! I had to go through the rest of the day listening to the two of them talk about how dreamy he is!"

"Reed's…writing about Edward Cullen?" Shane said.

"Yeah, so is Kurt."

Shane groaned. "This is getting ridiculous."

"I'm going to bed," Blaine mumbled. "Good night, Shane."

"'Night," Shane said. He turned back to his homework, but all he could think about now was Reed's obsession with Edward Cullen. Shane really couldn't wait for Saturday; maybe then Reed would go back to normal.

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