Kurt

Kurt sat in the cafeteria with Rachel and Mercedes the two girls on either side of him. He bit into the turkey sandwich on rye with closed eyes and munched thoughtfully on it. He hadn't really seen Puck all day. It made him wonder if the strong jock had followed through on what he said. He opened his eyes and reached to grab his drink bringing it up to his lips and stopped when the bottle reached his lips and his eyes connected with Noah Puckerman. A small scowl placed itself upon his features when he noticed the complacent grin on the others face.

Oh god, what has that boy done now?

Kurt set his drink down without having the chance to drink the mineral water and raised a perfectly arched brow when Puck sat down across from the three of them. Puck looked over to Rachel and Mercedes before settling his gaze on Kurt.

"Mind if I talk to you alone, your highness?" Puck said amusedly.

"Whatever you have to say to Kurt, you can say in front of us, Puckerman." Mercedes said leaning in towards the mohawked teen.

"Exactly." Rachel said folding her arms and setting a hard stare on the man in front of them.

Sighing softly, Kurt raised a hand and looked to each of the girls. "Ladies, it's alright. I think I can handle this featherbrained fool." He said taking his napkin and wiping his mouth free of crumbs.

Mercedes on his left, looked at him and casted a glare over to Puck as she spoke. "Pull anything Puckerman, and you'll have my foot so far up your ass it'll have to be amputated." She said before standing to her feet and grabbing her things.

Rachel stood with her and gathered her things together and gave a pointed look at Puck before telling Kurt that they'll see him later. Kurt waved his goodbye and watched him leave and then turned his attention to Puck and gave a roll of his wrist to indicate that he can start talking. Puck just continued to look at him with raised both brows.

Kurt sighed and then rolled his eyes in annoyance. "What do you want, Noah?"

"So I did it. Now I want to know what's next."

Kurt's mouth opened his mouth in surprise and he narrowed his eyes on the man in front of him. "You didn't."

Puck smirked deviously and leaned forward towards him. "You best believe it, Princess."

"With who?"

"Sam."

"Did you threaten him to do it?"

"Nope, just asked."

"And he just so happened to be acquiesced to your demands?"

"I also said I'd give him a hundred dollars."

Kurt sighed and then took a drink from his bottle. "Figures."

Puck grinned. "He got hard from doing it."

Kurt had nearly spit his water out of his mouth and had to cover his mouth in order to keep and not sprayed everywhere. After swallowing the water he coughed, patting his chest. "You have to be lying to me."

Laughing at Kurt's expense he leaned back in the chair he sat in and licked his lips. "It's nice to know that the Puckster is wanted by both sexes."

Kurt gave a disgusted face and then shook his head. "I have a hard time believing that he got hard just from kissing you."

Puck set the chair back on all fours and placed his elbows on the table. "Have you felt my body pressed against yours?" He chuckled and then nodded his head. "Take that back, yes you have."

Kurt fought the blush urging to rise on his cheeks and narrowed his eyes dangerously on the olive tanned skinned boy in front of him. "Shut it, Puckerman." He said venomously.

He held his hands up in defense and smirked. "Hey, I'm just saying." He said biting suggestively in Kurt's direction.

Shaking his head, Kurt sighed heavily and began to gather his things. He reached for his bottle of water then tensed when he felt a large hand on his wrist. He looked up and locked his blue-grey eyes with chocolate ones. "Yes?"

Puck licked his lips thoughtfully and then spoke. "So, I kiss a guy, then what?"

The petite male sighed and rolled his eyes. What else could he get Puckerman to do that was 'gay'? He looked up at him. "Figure something out on your own Puckerman."

Puck frowned at this and shook his head. "No way, Princess. Tell me."

Kurt's eyes groaned and pulled his wrist away from Puck and stood to his feet grabbing his bottle of water. "How about you go and ask Sam what to do next. Don't come to me."

With that being said Kurt walked out of the cafeteria just as the lunch bell rang notifying everyone that lunch was over. He walked over to his locker and opened it checking his hair to see if it was nothing less than perfect. Just because he was gay meant that Puckerman could get tips? Not in his damn dreams. I can't believe he actually thinks that I'm going to help him. I honestly didn't think that he was actually going to kiss a guy, much less that guy to be Samuel Evans, who in fact was straight the last I checked. Then again he might be in on it for the money; Kurt thought to himself as he grabbed his Spanish textbook and held it in his other arm and closed his locker. He turned and began to walk down the hallway to the Spanish class.

Taking a seat in the front he took out his notebook he had dedicated to taking notes in the class and a pen. He rolled his neck from side to side releasing any tension he had and smiled when he watched as Sam sit next to him. He could ask the blond if what Puck said true. The mohawked delinquent was not really known for his honesty. He turned to look at the clock and noted that there was at least three minutes until class started before turning slightly in his seat to look at Sam.

"I have a question for you, Sam."

Sam turned to look at him and smiled innocently. "What's up, Kurt?"

There is just no way that Sam and Noah kissed, he thought taking in the innocence that Sam seemed to hold. "Did you and Puck…" He paused for a second when he saw one of the jocks sit directly behind them. He leaned in a little closer and whispered. "Kiss or make out?"

Sam pulled away to look at Kurt and his cheeks began to turn a bright red. Oh dear god, you can't be serious. Sam bit his lip and looked around before speaking. "You won't tell anybody will you?" He asked in a whisper nervously.

Kurt's eyes were wide with surprise and he blinked them a few times to come out of his stupor. "You two actually…" He shook his head and turned to sit straight in his chair. He stared ahead at the whiteboard and began to tap his pen lightly against the wood of the table.

"What?"

Kurt looked at Sam with a disbelieving gaze and studied him trying to find some kind of lie with what Sam admitted. "He's not making you say that you two did, is he?"

Sam shook his head. "No, I actually enjoyed it." He said with a small smile and the blush on his cheeks turning darker. "He's a great kisser, honestly." He whispered grinning.

Kurt felt his eye twitch and he raised his hands as if to stop Sam from talking and shook his head. "I can't believe he actually did it." He muttered to himself.

Sam tilted his head in a confused manner. "Was he not supposed to?"

"I didn't think he had the guts to do it."

"Well he did it." Sam said grinning.

Kurt might as well ask if he had gotten hard from the move Puckerman pulled. "Did you-"

"Alright class! Let's get down to business." Mr. Shue said excitedly, effectively cutting the brunet off.

He sighed and looked over to Sam who was grabbing his things from his bag and then looked back up at Mr. Shue who was writing the different conjunctions that they would be going over today. Kurt could hardly pay attention to what was being taught in the class, his mind off in another world. When he had spoken to Puck the night before, he doubted that the Neanderthal would kiss a guy. And for that person to be Sam of all people is something he didn't expect. Even if he suspected Sam's sexuality in the beginning he had thought he was proved wrong when he announced that he was straight and started dating Quinn.

He did doubt that Puck would go any further than kissing a guy, and that he would be back to chasing panties and skirts by Friday. He wouldn't last the rest of the week being able to do that offensive dare. Puck was way too straight to be doing anything that puts his precious reputation in jeopardy. Nodding his head slightly he picked up his pen and began to take notes on what Mr. Shue was saying. He was already passing this class with flying colors he didn't need to pay attention as much as the other students who took the class with him. He flipped to a random page in his notebook and began to doodle in it.

His thoughts came back to Puck and he remembered this morning when he encountered the mohawked jock in nothing but his underwear. He did have to admit that the other was highly attractive, but that thought was only to be kept with him. He wouldn't say it out loud because he didn't want that self-centered male to get a bigger head than he already has. He gently nibbled the inside of his lips as he lost himself in his thoughts. Puck was the kind of guy who would do just about anything, but that anything had its limits, didn't it? Kurt knew that Puck was only doing the dare for the money since his pool boy act hasn't been so well since most of the cougars' husbands found out that they were cheating but didn't know who it was. He chuckled softly to himself remembering the day he walked in on Puck and Finn having talk about the entire thing and remembered that he would be pretty pissed too that his significant other was sleeping with someone way younger than him. The sound of the bell broke him out of his thoughts and blinked and looked at the clock. Wow, class was over already. He shook his head and gathered his things together and walked off to his next class.

The end of the day came quickly and it was time for Glee practice. Kurt walked in solo and took a seat in the front and set his bag beside him, crossing his legs and pulling out his phone. He felt a hand on his shoulder and twisted his neck slightly to see who it was and his eyes landed on no one other than Noah Puckerman. He just couldn't shake this boy could he? He set his phone in his lap and shook his head tiredly at the teen.

"What is it, Noah?" He questioned watching as he grabbed a chair and pulled it closer to him.

"I just wanted to talk with you." Kurt opened his mouth to say something but Puck stopped him with the raise of his hand. "No way, hear me out. I can tell that you might not like that I'm doing this dare, but I kind of want to expand my variety of fish in the sea. But I still like chicks." He said holding a finger up.

Rolling his eyes and placing his hands on his temples, he sighed. "Puck," Kurt said calmly.

"Yeah?"

"I don't care what you do with your life, leave me out of it."

"But I need your help in doing this, Princess. Just let me spend the night at your place tonight or maybe this weekend."

Kurt looked at him like he had gone crazy and tilted his head to the side slightly. "Are you being serious right now?"

He nodded his head. "Like a fucking heart attack."

"Why, just why?"

"Because, behind that snarky attitude you have," He stated poking the paler teen's chest with his finger, and leaning in. "I know that you want me and that you would love to have me sleep in the same room as you, maybe. Can you honestly say that you can deny this?"

Kurt gave him a blank stare. Had he really just said that? "You're a narcissistic ass, Noah Puckerman." He said with narrowed eyes as he pushed him back away from his personal space. "Now get away from me before you do something with your life that you will end up regretting."

Puck chuckled and stood to his feet. "Baby, I have no regrets." He said winking at Kurt before walking away.

"Did he just wink at you white boy?"

Kurt looked to see Mercedes standing in front of him. "Unfortunately, yes."

Mercedes looked over to Puck as he sat in the back with the other guys and narrowed her eyes on the jock suspiciously. "Something is up with that boy."

"More than you think."

The sound of heels approaching them made the two look up to see a fierce looking Latina with attitude written across her face. "Kurt, are you putting Puckerman up to visiting your field of the team?"

"No, I'm not." He responded coolly.

"Then what the hell does he think he's doing?"

"A dare."

Santana looked over to Puck who was leaning over in Sam's direction saying something to the blonde's in his ear. She turned her attention back to Kurt and sat in the seat next to him. "Why the hell would he take a dare to be gay? He already gets enough nookie from me that he doesn't need to be chasing boxer briefs."

"I think that boxer briefs are the sign of evil, so I don't wear them." Brittany spoke as she sat down next to Santana and laying her head on the girl's shoulder.

They all looked at her for a moment and then looked back at one another before focusing their attention on Kurt who was playing a game on his phone. He felt the pairs of eyes on him and sighed. He must have sighed so many times today that sound of it was becoming highly familiar. He looked at the girls gathered around him and raised a brow.

"Yes, ladies?"

Mercedes was the first to speak. "What does he want with you?"

"He wants me to teach him how to be gay?"

Brittany gasped softly and leaned closer to Kurt. "You're going to teach him to be a dolphin just like you?" She asked with bright eyes.

Kurt looked at her with slight furrowed eyes before he understood her words and then shook his head. "No, I'm not. I think that he's doing this dare to be an insult to me or something." He shook his head and shrugged. "I don't want anything to do with him if he only wants me to teach him to be gay."

"Oh, so if he asked you to have dolphin babies with him, you would do it then?" Brittany asked with curious eyes.

He let out a dry laugh and shook his head. "Not if I was the last man on earth, Brit."

She frowned and moved back to lay her head on Santana's shoulder. "That's too bad."

He shrugged his shoulders and swept a look to the girls around him. "He's just not my type."

Santana snorted and grinned deviously. "You won't be saying that when you see how well packed that boy is." She said licking her lips.

Kurt shot her a look of disgust and then rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I don't think so."

Brittany grinned and poked at Kurt's thigh. "You just have to have him inside you Kurt. You would totally understand then."

He chuckled and waved his hands, "No thank you."

He watched as Mr. Shue walked into the room and walked over to the whiteboard and wrote down the name of this week's theme. When he stepped to the side he saw the words Spice and Fire. Seeing those two words made him wonder what Mr. Shue was thinking. He watched as the older man clap his hands enthusiastically and calls the class to his attention.

"This week's theme is one being on spice and fire. Now, I know that your all wondering what this could possibly mean. Well! It means that you are all going to pick a song that adds a little spice and fire to life. Can anyone think of a song or artist that brings spice or fire to life?" Brittany rose her hand smiling. Shue smiled and nodded to the girl. "Yes, Brittany?"

"Kesha brings spice to life." She said smiling.

"Yes, she does! The sound of the bass bumping through the speakers, something that makes you want to move your body." He said moving his hips and dancing slightly to prove his point. He walked over to the piano and picked up a top hat and held it in front of him. "You will all get a partner and you have the rest of the week to come up with a performance for the topic of the week."

Kurt watched as one by one most of the Glee kids walk down and take a name out of the hat. When Rachel came back with hers stating that she was with Quinn, Kurt stood to his feet and walked over to the hat, he hoped that he would get Mercedes. He already had a song planned out in his head that the two of them could do perfectly. When his hand came out of the hat he looked down at the paper and wanted to scream. Today just wasn't his day, was it?

A/N: I just wanted to say Happy Valentine's Day to you al! :) Or Singles Awareness Day to those of you who don't have a Valentine. Don't worry, I'm with you today all you single people out there!
So yesh, Reviews are welcome and definitely appreciated! :D
Peace&Love
~MizzRawr :)