Hi everyone! I'm sooo happy that you're back! I forgot to apologise at the last chapter for my blatant use of English slang etc… so if I say rubbish instead of trash and trousers rather than pants, please excuse me… that what you get from the British :)

Well, I hope you'll enjoy the first meeting of Klaine this chapter! Oops. Did I say that out loud?...

Superstar

When the bell finally rang Kurt gathered up his things gladly and left the classroom. He hadn't really noticed the boy in front of him, but he did recognise an awesome head of hair when he saw one. All he was concerned about at the time was keeping up with the curriculum, but by the end of the lesson he needn't of bothered. It was easier learning here than at McKinley, a very interesting point considering that this was a private boarding school that he was attending.

Now Kurt was fully focusing on his studies this year, however he simply could not survive the school year without joining the glee club here; that was if they actually had one. He was sure that he'd heard Rachel harping about 'The Sparrow's' or something, but with the words coming out of Rachel's mouth, he was sure he was excused from not listening to her, although he wished he had now. As he had spent all morning organising his room, he figured that if there was a glee club at this school they would surely be rehearsing afterschool somewhere in this mansion…

Kurt wandered aimlessly for a while, listening intently for a voice or even a guitar chord to ring out, but heard nothing. If only his new acquaintance Jeff had been around to help direct him to the seemingly non- existent glee club this would have been so much easier.

Kurt was about to turn around and give up, when he heard the most beautiful sound reach his ears. Granted, it was ridiculously quiet, but Kurt could hear talent a mile away. It was a boy's voice (obviously) but it could have easily belonged to an angel. The gentle strum of a guitar was hovering in the air around him which had emanated from somewhere down the corridor. Kurt walked towards the angelic sound, following the voice. It was nearing Christmas, and Kurt felt as though he was walking towards his own angel.

Kurt turned the final corner to witness two strikingly large and beautifully decorated oak doors, left slightly ajar from the previous entrant. Kurt peered through the gap and saw the source of the wonderful music. He was nearly blown off his feet. If there was ever a time for Kurt to believe in true love then this was it.

The boy facing him was stunning. His hair was pulled back and styled meticulously into shape by gel, however there was clearly a stray curl that was dying to break free from its mould. Kurt would have loved to have seen this boy's hair without the gel. Kurt came to the conclusion that it was probably very stroke-able hair. His well defined muscles were clearly showing through his shirt, as he had clearly discarded his blazer before beginning his performance. But even with all this, nothing could distract from the wonderful sound coming from his mouth. He was better than Finn, maybe even Rachel in his opinion!

Kurt continued to gaze in awe at this handsome stranger throughout the song. He was clearly a superstar beyond his reach, and clearly the most popular member of the group as all the boys in the front row were looking up at him wide eyed. With everyone apart from the singer facing away from him, Kurt felt very safe hidden behind the door. That is until the mysterious singer looked straight at him with burning eyes. Kurt quickly shot back behind the door, catching his breath. As the last note rang out of the singer's guitar, Kurt decided it was probably best to leave. He hurried down the corridor away from the room. He would ask Jeff tomorrow about joining the glee club, but for now, he was going to his room to contemplate what he had just witnessed and his strange reaction towards the mysterious singer, who he had no knowledge of but already felt connected in some cheesy romantic movie way…

As he turned the corner, he neglected to notice the mysterious boy opening the door to find out just who belonged to the sliver of flawless porcelain skin.