You're all going to hate me for this. Please review and prompt me, though. I'm having a little writers block with this and could really use the help.

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Kurt awoke with a start. He sat up ramrod straight, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead and land onto the shoulder of his pajama shirt.

It was just a dream. He sighed shakily before running a hand through his hair and turned to look at the alarm clock beside his bed. 4:49am.

Shakily, he stood up from his bed, his feet hitting the cold wooden floor, making him shiver. Without a second thought, he ran into his bathroom and started a shower. There was simply no point going back to sleep now, he doubted he could anyway.

As he stepped into the shower and the hot water trickled down his whole body, he felt somewhat relieved. It was true, his bully had kissed him the day before, and now Kurt knew his secret. Of course, he'd tell no one, it was not his secret to tell, but damn it was scary. He was also devastated it was his first kiss from a guy, that wasn't his dad.

Also, why the hell had he dreamed about kissing Blaine? That hobbit sized delinquent who had been nothing but trouble for two weeks now; who constantly back talked, was rude, had absolutely no manners or sense of personal space, and no care for other people. Kurt had seen him getting pulled off a freshman earlier that week. All the freshman did was trip over his shoe laces and knocked himself into Blaine and into the lockers, yet Blaine nearly broke his nose.

Anger issues.

Stepping out of the shower, Kurt shivered. He quietly left the bathroom after brushing his teeth and sat at his vanity table, inspecting his face for any ugly intruders.

'Get it together, Hummel.' He murmured to himself.

Luckily, he had today off from school; Sue Sylvester had gotten angry at Mr Schue and Figgins didn't take her side, and so she decided to get the Cheerio's to block all the toilets with sheet music; therefore the school was flooded and he got to go to Dalton early. They said if he did, he'd have two less days to serve, seeing as he only had to spend two to four hours a day there. And so; easy time off the clock.

So, at exactly 6am Kurt raced down the stairs and scribbled a quick note to his Dad and Carole, grabbed an apple, his shoulder bag and left in his car, making the two hour trip to Dalton for the busy day ahead.

As Kurt pulled up at Dalton, he quickly pulled out his timetable the Dean had handed him Thursday, yesterday, as he walked towards the gate.

8am until 9am - Breakfast

9am until 11:30am - Library

11:30am until 1pm - Break

1pm until 2pm - Lunch ladies may need help with serving lunch.

2pm until 3pm - French teacher wants to see you. Something about grading more tests.

30 minute Break

3:30pm until 5pm - Tutoring session.

'Good morning, kid.' Sergeant Philips grunted with the slightest hint of a smile. Kurt nodded and smiled back at him as he started climbing the stairs, two at a time. He definitely wasn't sure if he was going to last the entire day judging by the lack of sleep he'd gotten that night.

'Hey sexy!' A voice called once Kurt started down the hallway after signing in at the desk. He groaned inwardly and kept walking, remembering the dream he had before.

'You really need to get your hearing tested.' A husky voice said into his ear, making him jump.

He instantly turned to face the boy and noticed he was clad in what he was the first day they met. His hair was slightly tousled and less gel was used, and Kurt couldn't deny that he looked hot.

Kurt scowled. 'Can you not do that?' he snapped as a defensive mechanism. He refused to listen to his hormones. Bad boys are cliche, he kept reminding himself.

Blaine merely raised an amused eyebrow. 'Do what baby?' He moved in closer towards Kurt.

'That!' Kurt snapped again, pushing Blaine back. 'Be rude all the damn time then start flirting and just being your annoying hobbit self!'

Blaine rolled his eyes playfully and bit his lip. 'Someone certainly woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. That or you're usually this cranky in the morning.'

'Both.' Kurt said. 'Now, be a good little hobbit and run along before you're late for breakfast.'

'Hobbit?' Blaine asked. 'Is that really all your insult vocabulary insists of?'

'Its quite colorful, actually.' Kurt commented as they started walking again.

'So is my internet browser history.' Kurt looked over at Blaine who winked at him in response, shoving his hands into his jeans that really should have been the school trousers.

As they approached a group of two muscular looking boys - footballers, Kurt assumed - Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist, pulling him towards him forcefully, though Kurt squirmed. The two boys instantly looked away and continued their conversations. As soon as they turned the corner Kurt let out a little grunt in frustration once Blaine let him go, and straightened out his now slightly creased shirt.

'What was that for?' Kurt snapped. 'I very much doubt they're gay and interested in me.'

'You know..' Blaine pondered for a second. 'You'd be surprised how many closeted gay guys there is here. I also know they can be pretty homophobic.'

Kurt glared. 'How would you know that? It seems you know everything about everyone, yet nobody knows anything about you.'

Blaine started walking again, Kurt following. 'Well babe' he mussed. 'I'm not one to mess with, in case you haven't noticed, and if I don't want to answer something, I won't. However..' He said, walking closer to Kurt again. 'I'll tell you for a price.' he whispered. Kurt shivered involuntarily.

'I'm not going to pay you to tell me about you.' Kurt retorted. Blaine scoffed.

'Not exactly what I had in mind princess.'

Kurt rolled his eyes and playfully pushed Blaine sideways as they came to two large doors that Blaine swung open. The cafeteria literally went quiet as Blaine walked in.

'Why did everything stop?' Kurt whispered.

'Because I walked in?' Blaine asked, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 'You gonna come sit with us then?' he asked.

'I have to help out.' Kurt paused. 'I think.'

Blaine shrugged and walked to the lunch line, grabbing a slice of toast, a bunch of grapes and a bottled water. Surprisingly healthy, Kurt thought.

'Are you going to stand there and wait for someone to make a meal out of you, or are you going to follow me?' Blaine asked.

Kurt's head snapped up as he watched Blaine impatiently standing in front of him. Kurt nodded and follow Blaine over to a table with the four other boys he knew, and a few he didn't.

'Sup bro!' One called. 'Fresh meat?' he asked. Kurt glared.

Blaine laughed. 'No, this is our tutor.'

'Bit young to be a teacher.' Another boy said.

'Anderson, don't tell me you're fucking another teacher?' A tall dark haired male asked incredulously.

'Eye fucking?' Blaine asked, popping a grape in his mouth. 'Absolutely. Reality? Still working on it.' He winked at Kurt who blushed furiously.

'Okay well.. I'm gonna go see whoever is in charge. I didn't come here early to just sit around when I can get two days knocked off my time.' Blaine looked a little startled for a moment.

'When do you leave?' Jeff asked.

Kurt bit his lip. 'Well, if I stay until five today I'll get two days knocked off. And seeing as today's Friday..' he counted. 'Probably a week and a half left!' He grinned.

'Funny.' Said Wes. 'We're leaving that week too.'

'Leaving?' Kurt asked.

'Reform school, idiot.' David retorted. Kurt narrowed his eyes.

'Parole, so to say. Getting out of this hell hole.' Blaine replied.

Kurt smiled. 'All five of you?'

'No.' Blaine replied. 'I'm staying.'

'Why?' Kurt shot back. The other boys looked startled at Blaine's answer.

'If he stayed out of trouble and sat his last three exams next week he could..' Nick murmured and instantly cowered behind Jeff at the glare Blaine shot at him.

'Because, I own this place. I keep order.'

'You're an idiot.' Kurt retorted. 'You have a shot at a better life and you're blowing it. What idiot does that?'

'Us apparently.' Blaine snapped, anger coating his tone. 'We've all done it three time, and now these idiots are too scared of sticking out the rest of the year.'

'Man,' Jeff whined. 'Its the start of a New Year! Why can't we start it off good?'

'Whatever.' Blaine glared. 'I'm going. Laters. See you soon, sexy.' He said to Kurt as he walked past.

'You're really leaving this time?' The dark haired boy asked.

They all pondered this for a question.

'No.' Wes answered. 'Not without Blaine.' The other three boys nodded in agreement.

What the hell has Blaine got over all of these guys? Kurt thought as he stormed off through the cafeteria, ignoring the sneers and stares he was receiving.

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Sorry for any grammar or spelling errors. I shall update again soon once I know what direction I want to head in. I have two choices so far, so I really could do with the prompts and ideas.

-Lara