Chapter 13:

"Sparks Fly"

Dave paraded down the halls of McKinley after hours with pride. People still feared him. 'Good, still got it,' he thought to himself as he smirked as some of the nerdier kids who were probably leaving chess club or something who were clutching their books close to their chest and avoiding making eye contact with the bear-like jock. However, something halted him in his tracks. As a rather tall boy who looked quite happy with himself walked past him and out of the exit, he felt something. A ping of... Of... He wasn't quite sure what the emotion was, but it was different. He had never felt something like that before. He watched the Edward Cullen lookalike practically skip across the campus and get followed by an Asian boy until he left his sight.

Dave turned around. He shook his head and scoffed as he continued to storm down the corridors, not daring to look vulnerable, no matter what signals his body was currently carrying around his bloodstream. He headed to the gym to do some more weightlifting. As he pushed open the door to the boys' locker room, a certain feeling paralysed him. A feeling that made him know that a lot of drama was coming his way. And pretty soon.

Blaine heard someone knock on his classroom door. With his face buried in his hands and his elbows starting to ache on the table from being in the same position for so long, he really had no energy to deal with anything right now. The memory of Kurt with that kid kept replaying in his head. He had never been so pissed in his life. He knew that it wasn't his place to be, - even though it is considering I'm his freakin' soul mate! - considering he was Kurt's teacher at the moment and the student had no idea that he was his soul mate. They weren't together and Blaine nearly cried over that. He sucked in a breath and collected himself as he gave a not-so-estatic cue for the person on the opposite side to enter. "Come in," he called.

"Excuse me, sir?" he heard a familiar voice in quire, followed by the door shutting behind said person. It was Kurt. 'Oh, damn'.

Blaine lifted his head and met the younger boys' gaze. "Kurt," he acknowledged, his arms crossing on his desk. The boy just wandered over quite gingerly like a scared cat. Blaine couldn't deny how adorable that looked. "what are you doing here? I-uh, I uh-mean, can I-uh... Can I help you?" he tried to switch to teacher mode, rather than fangirl mode.

The student finally made it over to his desk and stared for a few seconds. "Are you okay, Mr Anders?" he asked.

Me? Oh I'm fine. I just saw you making out with a scrawny meerkat-like boy who's probably a walking STD and has the IQ of a cloud, but sure. I'm fine. "I'm just great." he responded. And yet again, without fail, his eyes seemed to attach themselves to the teen's lips and the memory of him and the other kid kissing invaded his mind. A possessive feeling seemed to wash him over, but he tried to restrain himself.
"Are you sure? You seem... Kind of, out of it?" Kurt asked in an unsure tone.
"Seriously. I'm. I'm okay. I just- I'm having a rough day. Thanks for asking though. But is there something I can do for you?" Anything.
"Oh. I think I may have left my phone in here from a few lessons ago?" Kurt asked, looking back at the desk he sat at but noticing it was clear. "Have you seen it, by any chance?"
Blaine smiled crookedly and opened his top desk draw. He pulled out a Blackberry and handed it to Kurt. "This yours?"
"Yes!" the blue-eyed boy exclaimed happily and accepted the phone. "Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Both noted the sparks they felt as their flesh brushed when Kurt grabbed the phone.
"Texting in lessons Kurt? Really?"
"I'm... Sorry?" he smiled.
The professor chuckled. "Don't worry about it. Trust me, I do it all the time. Sorry if I'm such a bore," the older man winked playfully.
"You're not." Kurt replied but immediately felt embarrassed. His cheeks flushed crimson red and his smile was gone. "I mean... I just think... Your lessons are great. So are you. I don't-!"
"-Kurt, calm down, it's fine. Really." Blaine cut him off with a satisfied chuckle. 'Glad to know I'm not the only one with a crush.'

Kurt looked at the floor and smiled. "Well thanks again but I have to go."
Blaine's smile fell. "Sure. You're welcome. See you tomorrow."
"Bye." Kurt turned and headed for the door. A few steps later, he heard the professor calling after him.
"And Kurt?"
"Yeah?" his whole body whirled around.
"If you ever need anything. You know where I am."
"Thank you." they just stared at each other for a moment, then the younger boy opened the door, gave one last "bye" and left.
"Bye..." Blaine said into the empty classroom, breathed in and exhaled.

Finn and Rachel were walking arm in arm to the Lima Bean. Admittedly, Rachel had only linked arms with Finn as they were passing Quinn, Finn's ex girlfriend. Rachel and Finn had decided to keep their relationship a secret since Quinn was still quite sensitive towards the subject and they would have to see her everyday at Glee club. However, Rachel had noticed that Quinn was beginning to act differently towards Finn today. During classes, she'd be extra flirty or constantly trying to butt into conversations Finn was a part of. She had not accepted the fact that Rachel and Finn had found each other. They were both each others soul mates. Quinn was just lonely. That's what Rachel thought.
"So today I heard some major news about Kurt." Rachel began, scooting closer to the jock as they walked.
"Yeah. I heard it too."
"Do you know if it's true? Because Kurt always come to me with these type of 'problems', if you will, because I can usually help him solve them. He's my best gay, I doubt he'll go behind my back and tell someone-" she was cut off by the larger boy.
"No Rach I don't. He's been avoiding me all day."
"Me too. I tried texting him, but no reply."
"Maybe he forgot his phone this morning or something?"
"Kurt? Forget his phone? Oh come on, he's only done that once. Besides, he was texting me when I wasin English. I think he was with you then."
"Oh yeah - US History. What the hell were you two texting about anyways?"
"Nothing." she giggled.
"Okay."
"Only how cute Mr Anders is." she bumped their bodies together, smiling like a loon.
"Gross. Kurt always acts weird around that guy. What the hell is his deal anyway?"
"He's hot. That's what." Rachel clarified.
"Whatever. It's just that Kurt seems to be a different type of person whenever he's in that dude's class. He seems to be more... extroverted."

Rachel stopped in her tracks, pulling Finn back with her. "Where did you learn that word?" she asked, shocked. The shorter teen shook her head and continued. "Anyway, I'm going to definitely find Kurt and get this mess sorted out. I am not letting my best friend dwell in this much drama, Barbara would hate me for it."

And with that, they headed towards the entrance of the Lima Bean, entered, placed their usual orders and sat at their regular table.