Wow I appear to be pretty speedy at writing this story. Heres chapter 3 but i've already compleated and edited chapter 5 :) Anyway Enjoy!
The next day Kurt decided he was going to put all thoughts of the mystery guy to the back of his mind.
This plan was going well he spent the day with the girls on the Cheerios. Laughing and talking with them just like normal. He'd almost forgotten all about said mystery guy.
That was until he walked into French class for the last lesson of the day.
As he strolled through the doorway Kurt let his eyes do a brief sweep of the classroom. Suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks. 'There he is! Oh my goodness I knew he looked familiar! How could I forget he sits at the desk next to mine?' 'Oh crap he's looked up quick Kurt look away and sit down! Your creating a queue of traffic behind you!' Kurt quickly looked away from the curly haired boy's gaze and sat down trying not to blush. Thankfully Madam Mullins entered the classroom at that moment and began the lesson.
Kurt couldn't help but notice that whenever the class was set a task the mop of curls sitting at the next desk would somehow finish it in record time. But while he waited for the rest of the class to catch up he would start scribbling in this strange notebook but he covered it with his hands and French work so Kurt couldn't see what it was he was doing. Not that Kurt was nosy or anything.
In the last 10 minutes of the lesson Madam Mullins explained the project that she wanted completed for the following Friday. She then read out our project partners.
"Kurt Hummel and… Blaine Anderson." she called out.
'Blaine Anderson?' Kurt thought to himself. 'Who's Blaine Anderson?' Then he heard an awkward cough from behind him. Kurt turned in his chair to see the mystery guy from the hallway standing a few feet away. He was Blaine! Blaine was looking at the floor with his hands in his pockets and his head bowed so his insane curls were covering is face.
"Hi Blaine." Kurt said to try and get him to look up.
Blaine raised his head a little and looked up at Kurt through his rather long eye lashes. And, God, Kurt was so lost in those honey hazel eyes, watching the flecks of green dance around Blaine's pupils, he almost didn't here Blaine's quiet reply.
"Hey Kurt." Blaine smiled shyly up at him.
After a few more seconds of staring at each other Blaine coughed awkwardly again and turned around to grab his excersise book that was full to bursting with French notes.
"What subject to you want to do the project on?" He muttered as he flicked through his notes.
"Oh! Um how about family relationships?" Kurt replied flicking through his not so detailed book.
"Okay." Blaine mumbled while slowly nodding.
Then the end of day bell went and Blaine was gone in a flash. Kurt was still standing there book in hand but now he had a confused expression on his face. 'Why is he in such a hurry?' He thought as he started putting everything back into his messenger bag.
As Kurt turned to leave he noticed a note book still on Blaine's desk. He looked around to see if Blaine had come back for it but the curly mop of hair was nowhere to be seen. So Kurt picked it up to examine it. It was purple with silver music notes over it. Inside the cover it had Blaine's Name written in blue biro. As he carefully looked through the book he saw it was full of hand written sheet music with lyrics to songs Kurt had never heard of before. This must be what Blaine was doing while he was waiting for the class to catch up with him!
"Blaine writes songs?" Kurt whispered to himself.
Kurt carefully slid the obviously well looked after notebook into his bag and headed out of the deserted classroom to hunt down Blaine.
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