A/N: I thought of this one this morning. I think it's adorable, and I hope you do, too. :) Enjoy Shy!Nerd!Blaine & Cherrio!Kurt. Mention of an OC character. Enjoy! ;)

Chapter 3- Pep Rally

Blaine pushed his wire-rimmed glasses back up onto his nose, and licked his lips as he scanned the basketball court for one Kurt Hummel. Oh, how he loved Pep Rallies. And it wasn't because Kurt Hummel is a cheerio. Oh gosh, no. Ok, maybe a little. Blaine's mouth salivated every single time he watched the taller teen perform his perfect cartwheels and flips. Blaine Anderson has had a crush on Kurt for quite a while-actually, almost a year. Everyone knew Blaine as the McKinley nerd, his curly head always engrossed in a book. Every time he passed the poreclain angel in the crowded hallways, between classes, he would duck his head, and blush a tomato red. But, Kurt never seems to notice him; always chatting happily with his cheerio friends.

Now, as a bulky, tall jock ran across the basketball court, (after giving the school pep rallies introduction speech) Blaine's triangular eyebrows rose to his hair line, as the cheerios made their way out to perform along with the school band. Soon enough, the McKinley Titans would come out, encouraging the crowd to yell as loud as possible.

Blaine saw Kurt right away. He always does. It's really not hard to spot Kurt. He's usually the one in the front, chanting the schools' alma mater and other cheers, along with fellow students. Blaine sighed dreamily, as he rested his chin in his hand, oogling the beautiful boy. He felt his pants get just a bit too tight for his own comfort. He cleared his throat, looking around, and draped his jacket over his obvious erection. A slight whimper escaped his mouth as Kurt gyrated his hips to the beat of the music as he smiled to a heavy-set Afrcian-American female, dancing along side him. Blaine cocked his head to the side taking in Kurt's long, slender legs in those red cheerio pants.

"Ask him out, Blaine."

Blaine jumped about a foot off the bleachers, when he heard his best friend, Eric shout from next to him, over the loud music and boom boom booms from the drums. Eric sat down, giving Blaine a look.

"I-I don't know w-what you're t-talking about..." Blaine mumbled, wiping his hands on his jacket. Suddenly, that specific button on his jacket was veeeeeery interesting.

"Really?" Eric deadpanned. "C'Mon, Blaine! I've known you for a long time now. I can see the way you look at him..." Eric said, folding his arms across his chest.

"W-What if...w-what if he d-doesn't like me, though...I-I..." Blaine stuttered, a slight red tint present on his face.

"Blaine. WHY wouldn't he LIKE you? You're a very LIKEABLE person..." Eric stated calmly, trying to ease Blaine's nerves.

Blaine just shrugged, opening his backpack to retrieve his notebook. He doodled Blaine+Kurt inside a huge red heart, his eyes never leaving the paper.

"Hey...you DO realize...if you and Kurt get together your name would be Klaine?" Eric giggled, looking over the nerds' shoulder at his drawing.

"Ssssh! Quiet! Sheesh!" Blaine gritted out through his teeth, looking around frantically. Of course, no one paid them any attention. Eric rolled his eyes and popped in a stick of Big Red into his mouth.

The pep rally ended, and students were in NO hurry whatsoever to get back to class. Blaine and Eric stood, gathered their belongings, and followed the other students out of the gym.

"Oh! Hey man, look at this!" Eric said from beside Blaine, grabbing his arm.

Blaine stopped momentarily to see what his best friend was going on about. Blaine's eyes bugged out of his head as he noticed, right there on Eric's phone, was a recorded video of Kurt and the cheerios dancing and doing their routine practiced moves. "Oh my gooood, Eric...I..."

"Oompf!" Blaine walked forward, and ended up bumping into someone else.

"Ow!" A familiar voice said.

Blaine looked up to see ohmygodholyshitthereheis Kurt Hummel, rubbing his reddened forhead with a grimace.

"I-I'm SO s-sorry Kurt! I-I...god...here, let me help you..." Blaine muttered as Eric snickered from beside him, and Blaine shot him a glare.

Kurt looked up, and his breathing hitched as he stared into those hazel eyes, and mumbled, "I-It's definitely ok...Blaine..."

OH MY GOD! HE KNOWS MY NAME?! Blaine blushed, and pushed his glasses back up as he stared into Kurt's mesmerizing glasz eyes. "I-It is?"

"You...you know my name?" Kurt asked breathlessly.

"Y-Yeah...I do, Kurt. E-Everyone kinda knows you..." Blaine answered quietly.

"Oh. Right. Of course." Kurt said, never taking his eyes off of the shorter nerd.

Was...was that disappointment written all over his face? Why would he be disappointed? Blaine thought. From beside him, Eric coughed, and Kurt and Blaine snapped out of their trance.

"Sorry to break up this love fest, but, Blaine, we have to go to the library...study...remember man?" Eric said, popping his gum annoyingly, and looking at his cuticles with great importance.

Blaine snapped his head to look at Eric so fast, that he totally missed Kurt's wide eyes and crimson face. "Fine." He grimanced lowly.

Eric grinned. "Great! Let's go!"

Blaine rolled his eyes, and turned to look at Kurt. "I-I have to uhm,...yeah...s-study...I-I'll see you l-later...Kurt..."

"O-Ok..."

Eric grabbed Blaine away from the cheerio, and Blaine pouted. Eric said, "Oh hush. I told you. You should have asked him out. But, noooooo. you NEVER listen to me, Blainers. Your loss, man."

Blaine thought about that. Long and hard. (Heh). He struggled to get out of Eric's grip, and turned to look for Kurt in the crowd.

"Kurt!" Blaine yelled, spotting him immediately, and running over breathlessly.

Kurt turned around and his eyes lit up. "Yes, Blaine?"

"W-Will you...uhm, m-maybe...I-If you w-want to...you d-don't HAVE t-to...it's totally up to y-you...c-can w-we..." Blaine fumbled over his words nervously, turning beet red.

"Blaine...you're so adorable when you ramble..." Kurt giggled. "And, I would LOVE to go out with you."

Blaine smiled and said, "Ok. Great. Good. Wonderful!"

Kurt asked him, "Where are you headed?"

"Library."

"Cool. I'll go with you. See you later, Mercedes." Kurt replied, waving at a smirking Mercedes Jones.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand, and from then on, Blaine knew he found his missing puzzle piece.