Sorry for the wait guys! (I know I know don't make excuses) But, time for writing is getting less and less, because of school, listening to Glee Season 3 songs, and watching Videos of Chris Colfer online.

Don't lie. We have all been there.

And maybe I have just been in a funk lately. OK whenever I sit down nothing ever comes out and I do not like to write by pushing things and ideas out of my brain. It makes all of my ideas crap, and you guys do not deserve that.

Even though my ideas are crap anyway.

Anywayyyy :P Things get a little angst-y in the chapter... sooo prepare. Things don't get terrible yet, but they will get pretty bad. Not TOO bad though. OK I will shut up so you all can read now :)

Oh! One more thing, everything in bold is Italian, so if you want to go to Google translate and ... Translate them feel free. I speak Italian, so everything I say might not be the same as Google translate so...

Enjoy! :)

Chapter: 11 (Blaine's POV)

Three things happened on Monday at school. All of which were not pleasant, like at all.

First, Kurt and I walked into The Lima Bean to get some coffee, and this girl kept staring at me like I was an ice cream cone. That didn't bode well with Kurt. Once we were back in the car with our drinks, I forgot to put my coffee down when I buckled my seat belt, and bumped my elbow on the door, causing my coffee to spill all over Kurt's car. Let me just remind you that he was already pissed. The lecture I got on the way to school was one I could have lived my whole life without hearing.

I seriously thought Kurt was going to rip my head off, it was that bad. So once we got to school he hopped out of the car and strutted into the school without talking to me.

The second dreadful thing that happened today was that it was my first time getting slushied. I know a shocker right? I'm an out gay student, dating the most flamboyant man on the face of this earth, not that I am complaining, and this is the first time someone has given me negative attention at this school.

The flavor was some mix between Strawberry, and Grape. I don't know, Kurt says it's new. It was like a fucking iceberg slapping me in the face, how does Kurt do this every day? I will never know, only Kurt could ever stay that strong, another reason why I am proud of him. Other than that, I didn't know it was going to happen, so I didn't have a change of clothes. Therefore I had to walk around school with a brownish-pink color all over my outfit.

The third thing that occurred was soon to be the turning point of my senior year, but I didn't even know it yet.

There was a new kid, his name was . . .Evan, Evian, Ethan? I don't even know, probably something close to that. I only knew that much by hearing the entirety of the girls swoon about him during lunch. I haven't even seen this kid yet, yet I knew, in the back of my mind, that he would somehow be the cause of some very big trouble. Why should I be worried? I don't know, but I really am.

I didn't have time for anymore drama with what state my clothes were in, and the fact that I was NOT going to get a ride home from Kurt today.

Eh, I would ask Finn for a ride or something or something.

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(Next Day at school) (Blaine's POV)

Today was a much better day, so far.

I had called Kurt last night begging him for forgiveness, to which he hesitantly forgave me, I brought an extra change of clothes, just in case, and I didn't have any run-ins with the new kid.

Until second period, English class, one of the three classes, besides lunch, that I had with Kurt.

Mr. Govinski kept droning on and on about how independent clauses and dependent clauses are things that by this age, we should know by now.

But like always, I was staring at Kurt's impeccable beauty. That is until I was rudely interrupted by the door opening and Mr. Govinski speaking to the class as a whole.

"Attention class, we have a new exchange student in our English class, transferring from Venice, Italy." He paused so the new boy could walk in. "His name is Ethane Michalski."

I heard Kurt gasp from the seat next to me when the boy spoke in a very Italian-laced accent. "Saluti, it is very exquisite to be here this fine afternoon." I snorted at his speech, but looked over to Kurt on the other hand, seeing him just about drool over the boy's accent. I could speak Italian, but not with an accent like that...

I, soon enough, became very, very jealous, but one thing stood out to me.

This boy was like my twin, in its own ways.

He had black, darker than my own, curly hair, longer than mine, and un-gelled. From the distance I was at he did not have Brown/green eyes. They were a dull, uninteresting green, but were wide and had long black eyelashes surrounding them. His nose was small and his jaw was strong. His eyebrows were not isosceles triangles like mine though, they were curved and thin, taking away some of his masculinity. He looked to be about 6'2", unlike my own height, 5'8", and from what I could tell, he was not very muscular. Weird, he almost looks as if he trims his eyebrows. Aren't gays the only ones who do that, along with girls? God hopefully this guy wasn't gay. Maybe he is just reeeaaaaallllyyyyy feminine. Yeah, that's it.

Feminine. Not Gay. Hopefully, I do not need competition.

Other than his facial features, his clothes were another story. He was wearing dark jeans, a black long-sleeved button-up, and a small silver necklace with a . . . cross on it? His shoes were designer, and his messenger bag was black and chic.

All of the girls, excuse me, all of the girls and Kurt, were swooning over him, but I REALLY did not see the appeal. Maybe it was just the accent.

The teacher told the new student to sit in the empty seat next to Kurt, and I just about died. When he sat down Kurt blushed furiously and Ethane winked.

Great.

"Sei Bellissima, what is your name?" He asked hesitantly. God he just called Kurt beautiful. Shit ...

"K-Kurt Hummel." Kurt finished with a smile.

Then the foreign student looked towards me. "And you are?" I just scowled.

"Blaine." I glared, "and Kurt is my boyfriend." I said by putting my arms around Kurt's waist and hugging him tightly and possessively.

The atmosphere immediately changed once I said Kurt was mine. Ethane glared at me. "Oh, I see." He looked to Kurt again. "You are very beautiful, Blaine is incredibly lucky to have you." He then blinked. "Would you mind giving me a tour of the school? I do not yet know my way around."

"Umm", Kurt blushed again and immediately nodded his head. The bell rang and Kurt gave me a quick kiss goodbye before leading Methane, excuse me, Ethane out of the classroom.

I sure felt like shit now.

Who WAS this guy?

Like I said this guy is a piece of crap, and usually authors like their OCs. Oh and his name is pronounced Ee-Thaine. Not Ethan-ey, or Ethan-eh. And his last name is pronounced Mit-Chal-Skii.

Psshh not me, he is ALREADY coming in between Klaine. And he is too much of an ass kisser.

Plus you guys will realize he is a giant jerk, if you haven't already seen a little glimpse of this.

The plus side (only one) is that you guys get to see a lot of jealous!Blaine.

You guys will think of me as crazy for making Kurt act so strange about him, because in a chapter or two you will realize that Ethane (Or as Blaine calls him, Methane) has A LOT of flaws, but because of his accent Kurt and the girls just seem to look right over that.

Plus, let me tell you now, Ethane is Bisexual.

But Kurt and Blaine don't know this yet. Next chapter will be a little innocent, but yeah. Like I said, not for long.

If by the end of this story you guys ship Kethane (KurtxEthane). Or even something like Anchelski (EthanexBlaine, last names)

Then you are adopted, and well you are reading the wrong story, because this is Klaine.

Bitchas.

PLEASE REVIEW telling me how you like Ethane Michalski.

Thanks for reading :)!