I feel like I am floating out of my skin. Blaine just sat next to me during Home Ec and now he's going to sit next to me in history. He even said we are friends, well that one could change and I wouldn't mind because I would like to be more than friends but oh wait! I still don't know if he's gay, oh he must be, no way a straight boy let's a gay boy help him make omelets, and he just giggled and smiled at me the whole time. No way he's straight, ugh I guess I will still have to figure that out. Damn, it was all going so well, way to be your own buzz-kill Kurt. But still, jeez that had to be just about the best experience of my whole life.

As I walked to Math class I was probably grinning like a manic, which is probably what drew Karofsky's attention to me.

"What are you smiling at homo?"

I tried to just walk away quickly but he caught up. He cornered me into a locker and looked around. Upon seeing no one he swiftly pressed himself up against me and grabbed my hands so I couldn't get away.

"You like that don't you?"

"Get off me!" I was screaming at this point. He let me go and left, he must have been scared of getting caught. I on the other hand was in tears. I didn't want to go to math class looking all pathetic and puffy eyed but I didn't really have a choice.

Mercedes and Tina tried to get me to talk to them during Math and lunch but I was too scared and shocked to say anything, or even really think for that matter. It wasn't until last period (history), at which I cheered up a little. The thought of spending more time with Blaine was very appealing, but I still felt like crap and I couldn't shake the feeling that Karofsky was going to be at every corner. I sat down and after a few minutes Blaine joined me.

"Hey Kurt!" He was beaming at me, he has such a lovely smile, but not even that could help settle my skin.

"Hi Blaine." I probably sounded as upset as I was.

"Oh gosh, Kurt what's wrong? I mean, if you don't mind me asking, I know we don't really know each other."

"Well it's just um…"

"Quiet down everyone class is starting!" Shouted Mr. Oakley with an evil scowl on his face. He continued class and after a few minutes of Blaine staring at me with a somewhat heartbroken look, maybe I was projecting again, on his face he passed me a note.

Like I said you don't have to tell me, but I am here for you if you want to talk.

-B

I thought for a second about if and what I would write him back. It couldn't hurt to tell him the truth right? He seemed to be really concerned. Well here goes nothing.

It's just this horrible Jock, he bullies me and taunts me. I don't think there is anything that anyone else can do really. I just have to deal with it.

-K

I watched him reading the note. After a few seconds his eyes nearly popped out of his head and a look of disgust and outrage settled on his face. He doesn't even know me, why does he care so much?

No you don't! NO one, and I mean no one should have to deal with that. Especially someone as kind as you. I will do anything in my power to help you Kurt, I swear just tell me and I am there. Don't let people push you around. Have courage.

-B

This had to be a dream come true, the handsome prince coming to my rescue, in a more modern sense of course. I wrote back.

I tried confronting him and it didn't work. He even threatened me, but you can't tell anyone that. Okay?

-K

As I was sliding the note to him I apparently caught Mr. Oakley's attention. Woops, forgot class was happening.

"Mr. Hummel! Are you passing notes in class? Would you like to come up here and read the class what it is that you have written to Mr. Anderson?"

I shook my head violently.

"No?" He walked up to my desk. He grabbed the note right from my hand.

"Well I guess I will have to read it for you then."

I felt like I was going to cry, no wait I was crying. I was so scared about Karofsky finding out that I told someone, oh G-d, he was going to kill me.

Mr. Oakley began to read the note. "I tried…"

"STOP!" Everyone, myself included, turned and looked at Blaine.

"Mr. Anderson, please don't make me send you to detention. Your a nice boy and I would hate to see the troublemaker next to you ruin that for you."

"I was the one passing notes and Kurt isn't a trouble maker! I have never seen him do anything wrong in any of his classes, especially this one!"

"Do not raise your voice to me Mr. Anderson! I won't have it! That boy next to you is wrong just by existing!" Mr. Oakley looked furious.

"Yeah and why is that then?"

"Because he's a homosexual!" Suddenly Mr. Oakley got quiet, he looked taken aback, he just realized what he has said to an entire class of students.

"Well if he's wrong, then I am too Mr. Oakley and I sure as hell, would rather be me then even slightly resemble the misfortunate creature of a human being that you are."

Oh my G-d, what just happened? My head is in a million places right now. I knew Mr. Oakley was a homophobe, but he had never been so overt about it before. Wait, oh Jesus, Blaine is gay! Also I am safe from Karofsky. Also I am shaking.

"Kurt, are you okay? Your shaking." A very sad looking Blaine came into view, I must have zoned out for a second.

"Blaine, Kurt, both of you go to the principal! I will not have this kind of disrespect in my class."

"The only one you are disrespecting is yourself, you call yourself a teacher? How can you teach anything when you, yourself are an arrogant, ignorant, disrespectful excuse for a human being!" Blaine was shaking too, but in rage instead of panic.

"Leave my class now!"

Blaine and I got up and grabbed our stuff. I was still shaking and I felt light headed. Blaine must have noticed because he rapped an arm around my waist to support me. Mr. Oakley looked outraged once again but said nothing.

"We are not going to the principal Kurt. We did nothing wrong, in fact we should report him, but not now. You look like your going to faint. Tell me where do you want me to take you?"

"Home, please Blaine, take me home."