Chapter Three – A Magic Idea

Kurt was up the instant his alarm went off. It had been a while since he felt this awake on a school morning. He hurried into his bathroom for the usual morning shower, styled his hair how he always styles it, and then he picked out an outfit. He then hurried upstairs to grab himself a to-go cup of coffee. He didn't have time to make himself breakfast being that he had taken more time than usual to pick out his outfit he'd be wearing today.

Just as he had added the amount of sugar he wanted, he reached for the creamer, but stopped when his phone went off. His father watched Kurt silently from the distance. After reading the caller ID, Kurt immediately answered.

"Shouldn't you be on your way to school by now?" was Kurt's greeting.

A laugh sounded at the other end. "Good morning to you too. And actually, not really. I live closer to the school then you'd think. I'm having trouble picking out my outfit for today," said Blaine.

Kurt raised an eyebrow and poured a few spoonfuls of creamer into his coffee. "Oh?" was his reaction.

"Yeah...should I go red, black, and white? Or maybe navy, yellow, and black..." Blaine trailed off.

"The red, black, and white would look nice on you. The mix of the yellow and navy wouldn't do your complexion any justice," said Kurt, thinking carefully.

Behind Kurt, his father froze and pushed his eyebrows together. Kurt was oblivious to the funny and confused expressions his father was making.

"Thank you! I knew I could count on you with helping me out on this," said Blaine in a thankful tone.

Kurt giggled. "Well it's the least I could do."

"Alright. Well I'm gonna finish getting ready. I'll see you at school? No, wait, when you get there, can you kinda walk with me in school? I hate that feeling of walking into a new school by myself..." explained Blaine.

Kurt shrugged his shoulders out of nature. "Yeah, sure! I'll text you when I get there and you can come find my car."

"Thanks, Kurt. See you then. Buh-bye."

"Bye."

Kurt closed his phone and focused on stirring his coffee, soon tested the taste. He smiled with satisfaction that it tastes pretty darn close to perfect.

"Who was that?" his father asked.

Kurt's smile slightly faded at his father's voice. "A friend...he just transferred to McKinley."

"Oh really? What's his name?" Burt was closely watching Kurt.

"Blaine Anderson."

Burt froze again and raised his eyebrows. "Anderson?"

"Yeah, why?" Kurt turned to his father.

Burt shrugged. "Well...could he possibly be the son of Jacob Anderson? The guy who's head of the school board and owns our mall?" asked Burt.

Kurt's mouth dropped open, slightly shaking his head. "I never thought about it."

Burt just blinked.

Kurt shook his head. "Well I'd better go," said Kurt as he turned back around and put the lid on his coffee cup. "I'll come by the shop after school," said Kurt as he strutted over to his father and kissed his cheek.

"Okay. Bring some beef jerky and a can of Coke, will you? And maybe a sandwich?" asked Burt.

Kurt puffed a sigh. "Fine," he said as he walked to the front door. "Love you."

"Love you too, kid."

-()-()-()-()-

Kurt leaned against the hood of his car, holding his coffee cup close to his lips as he waited for Blaine, who replied to Kurt's text saying he just got there and was on his way over to finding Kurt. The day was yet another warm end-of-the-summer day. It was only about the third week into school and it basically felt as if it was just yesterday when Kurt had come out of school knowing it was summer vacation and that he'd be a Senior next year. But Senior year wasn't what Kurt expected it to be. He expected more free periods, but found that just a myth for busy students like him.

"Well don't you look all cute today," spoke Blaine.

Kurt turned his head at the sound of Blaine's voice. He looked Blaine up and down, impressed. "Right back at you," he said with a smirk.

Blaine chuckled. "Can you walk me to the office. I have to speak to the principal real quick so I can get my schedule."

Kurt nodded his head and pushed himself off of his car and began walking towards the school with Blaine. "Sure, no problem!"

Kurt was painfully aware of all the people staring at Blaine as they passed. Kurt surveyed Blaine, seeing that Blaine didn't notice a damn thing. In a way, that somehow made Kurt chuckle in secrecy about it.

After Blaine got his schedule, Kurt showed him to his locker, thankful that it was literally right next to his. "This is definitely gonna be a good year. I can tell," spoke Blaine as he tried out his combination just as Kurt was opening his locker to take out the books and notebooks he'd need for his morning classes.

"Oh?"

Blaine nodded his head as he successfully opened his locker and closed it, turning to Kurt so that his body leaned again his locker. "Mmhm," he murmured.

Kurt looked at Blaine before he turned back to his locker to make sure he had the books he needed. "How so?"

"Well, let's see...we have a good chance of having some classes together...and not to mention, my locker's right next to yours," said Blaine. Kurt caught the flirty edge to his tone, sort of setting Kurt off guard as his pulse quickened.

Kurt stared at Blaine for a moment. "Well let me see your schedule," said Kurt.

Blaine happily handed Kurt his schedule. Kurt studied it carefully. "Okay...so you're a...Junior..." Kurt seriously thought Blaine was a Senior. "You have French four, study hall, Calculus, lunch, and free period with me," said Kurt as nonchalantly as possible, handing the schedule back to Blaine.

Blaine gave a big, wide smile, showing his teeth. "That's amazing!"

"How is it that you're taking Senior classes when you're a Junior?" asked Kurt, curious.

Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "Miss Pillsburry saw the classes I originally took at Dalton and said that she thought it'd be appropriate," explained Blaine.

Kurt slowly nodded his head. "Well c'mon. I'll walk you to your Government class," said Kurt.

"Thanks!"

-()-()-()-()-

"Guys, I want you to welcome my new friend Blaine," said Kurt as the two sat down at the Glee lunch table.

Rachel and Quinn looked at each other and squealed. Quinn looked at them funnily as Puck, Mike, and Finn just pushed their eyebrows together. Artie, Lauren, Tina, Santana, Brittney, and Same just focused on their food.

Soon, Santana looked up at Blaine and sighed, sitting back in her chair. "Okay. Please tell me he's joining Glee," said Santana, her face unreadable.

"Actually, I am." Blaine smiled.

"Blaine, meet Rachel, Mercedes, Finn, Puck, Sam, Artie, Tina, Brittney, Mike, Santana, Quinn, and Lauren."

They all said their different greetings to Blaine and went back to eating. Blaine felt happy meeting them.

Blaine then looked over at Kurt. Kurt just sat there, staring at his lunch. "Is...everything okay?" whispered Blaine so only Kurt could hear. Kurt popped his head up and looked at Blaine, giving him an assuring smile. "Yeah! Just thinking about how disgusting the food looks today. But my hunger and lack of a morning breakfast seems to be sending me in a sort of conflicting set of choices..."

"Then...go for ally-cart?" asked Blaine.

Kurt sighed. "Can't. My dad wants me to get him some food after school. That's the rest of my money until tomorrow right there," said Kurt.

Immediately, Blaine gulped down his bite he'd be chewing and got to to his feet, scurrying over to the ally-cart line. Kurt looked after him. He would've protested, but Blaine was too fast. Blaine soon returned with a delicious-looking three dollar turkey sub and sat it in front of Kurt. Kurt stared down at it. Mercedes and Rachel watched, intrigued.

"Blaine..." Kurt said slowly.

"What?" asked Blaine, trying to act all oblivious. It so wasn't working.

Kurt gave him his unfazed face. "I won't accept your charity, Blaine," said Kurt.

Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "Yes you will. Here," started Blaine as he unwrapped the sandwich, causing Kurt to want to eat it all the more, "eat it. You're hungry and I bought you it. So...eat it," said Blaine.

Kurt took a moment before he decided not to protest any further. "Fine..." he grumbled as he took a bite out of the sandwich, finally realizing just how hungry he was.

Blaine smiled happily and went back to eating his lunch. "I'll pay you back tomorrow," suddenly added Kurt.

"Uh, you will do no such thing," shot back Blaine.

Kurt couldn't help but chuckle.

-()-()-()-()-

It was ninth period study hall and they were stuck in the library. Kurt hated having his study halls in the library, it prohibited him from being able to talk to Blaine. He was hoping he'd have his study hall in the auditorium where they'd be able to talk, but not this year...

Kurt was attempting to focus on his Calculus problems for his homework that was due tomorrow when he felt something press against his hand. He looked up to see Blaine pressing a folded piece of paper under Kurt's palm.

Blaine and Kurt sat at one of the tables in the library as Blaine sat across from Kurt. Kurt looked down at the note and couldn't help but smile as he grabbed the note and opened it up.

You've been staring at the same page all period.

Kurt snickered but soon covered his mouth. For the first time this period, he moved his pencil.

Not a big fan of Calculus. Guess I need to be at home to even attempt to focus on this stuff...

Kurt looked at the study hall's teacher, who was enveloped in a thick romance novel. Soon enough, the note was passed back to Kurt. Kurt opened it up.

I highly doubt that. Something on your mind?

Kurt tried not to look shocked. Was he that transparent to Blaine? He sighed for the hundredth time today.

Kinda. But it's nothing to be worried about.

Kurt slid the note back to Blaine as he closed his Calculus book and opened his French book instead. Soon enough, the note was slid back to Kurt's palm.

Kurt, you're a good friend of mine. I'll always worry.

Kurt felt as if his heart had stopped beating. He couldn't even tell if it was in a good or bad way. Just when he was about to write back: I think I have a crush on you, he was saved by the bell. He relaxed thankfully and put the note in his French book as a page marker and followed Blaine out of the library so that they could grab their books, say goodbye, and head home.

"So what are your plans for the remainder of today?" asked Blaine as they fished through their lockers for their homework.

Kurt shrugged as he pushed his French book in amongst his neat row of books. "Gonna stop for gas at a gas station, get my dad his lunch, stay a while with my dad at work, go home and do my homework, make a simple dinner, and then maybe practice on some solos..." Kurt didn't know why he was being specific. "What about you?"

Blaine chuckled. "Going to go home and get some homework then and then secretly help my maids make dinner."

"So...your dad is Jacob Anderson?"

Blaine threw his head back and laughed, somehow sending Kurt into a smiling frenzy. "Yes...my father is Jacob Anderson. The maids were entirely my mom's idea. She's incredibly lazy. She owns a famous jewelry business and mostly brings her work home, so she hardly has any time to do things herself. She doesn't like it when I help out the maids, but I do anyways since I like cooking."

Kurt turned and leaned a bent elbow against his locker shelf as he looked at Blaine in wonderment. "If you like cooking, why aren't you taking a Culinary Arts class?" asked Kurt.

Blaine shrugged. "My mother wouldn't allow it."

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Oh?"

Blaine nodded his head as he closed his locker and looked at Kurt. "She wants to me to carry on my...father's job..." murmured Blaine, suddenly a bit saddened. Just such a mildly-sad face sent Kurt's heart melting.

"I'm so sorry," Kurt said as he closed his locker door and stepped away from his locker slightly.

Just then a hand slammed against Kurt's shoulder so hard that Kurt clashed with his locker and fell to the floor. His eyes widened as he looked up to find Karofsky. Karofsky opened his mouth to say something, but Blaine cut in.

"Hey! Go pick on someone your own size!" said Blaine, who was immediately angry. Blaine bent down and grabbed Kurt's arms, helping him to his feet.

Karofsky's face turned crossed as he looked at Kurt and nodded his head towards Blaine. "Who's this Kurt? Your little boyfriend?"

Kurt was too petrified to answer. But just then, an arm snaked around his torso, catching him off guard. With a bright red face, he turned to look at Blaine to find their faces inches apart. "Actually...yes. I am his boyfriend."

And with that, Karofsky looked awkward and suddenly confused. Instantly, he hurried away.

Kurt's eyes were still wide when he looked after Karofsky.

When Blaine took his arm away from Kurt's waist, Kurt turned to Blaine. "What the hell was that all about?" demanded Kurt.

Blaine's eyes were still on Karofsky's disappearing body. "Just an idea..."

"And idea? Care to explain?"

"A magic idea..." murmured Blaine. Kurt eyed Blaine, notifying how dangerous and inflamed Blaine looked with his brown eyes that darkened.

"Yes...because that is completely explanatory!"

Blaine finally met Kurt's eyes, his eyes softening up again. "I have a proposition..." trailed off Blaine.

Kurt crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm listening..."

Blaine hesitated before he spoke anything, taking in a breath. "What if...you and I faked boyfriend and boyfriend. It obviously threw Karofsky off guard. Just think of how much bullying you'll get rid of if we did this."

Kurt couldn't believe he was hearing this – was he really hearing this?

Blaine was obviously blushing again. Kurt had absolutely no reason to say no. So, he huffed out his thousandth sight today and nodded his head. "Sounds like a good plan. C'mon. We'd better hurry to Glee before Mr. Schue thinks I'm skipping today's meeting.

Kurt moved away from Blaine to head towards the choir room, more flustered than he had ever been his entire life. The lack of air conditioning wasn't even helping. Before Kurt knew it, Blaine's hand slipped into Kurt's.

Kurt looked around, people still passing them by. Now, people who looked at them quickly looked away.

If he keeps this up, I'll surely have a heart attack, thought Kurt.

A/N: Thank you so much for those of you who've reviewed my story! Stay tuned for chapter three? Heeheehee...