Kurt stood frozen in his spot while Blaine waved goodbye to him and headed off to his home room, his strong wings unintentionally pointing at Kurt. He had forgotten about P.E. today. Kurt paled at the realisation of Blaine in his class. How was he supposed to hide his wings now? McKinley High had a P.E. uniform which was compulsory for all students to wear when participating in practical lessons. And they weren't allowed to wear their own jackets.
Kurt would have just made up an excuse not to participate in today's lesson, but he had already bailed out on more than a few lessons over the past year. Besides, he really wanted to try out the new agility set-up that coaches Bieste and Sylvester generously donated to the school. Finn had been talking about it over the weekend, and from what he had heard about it, this contraption was the perfect thing to test out his so-called 'ninja skills' on.
He also partly wanted to impress Blaine.
Ungluing his feet from the floor, Kurt made his way to his own homeroom. He would have to think of a way of showing his skills to Blaine, whilst hiding his wings at the same time. Kurt thought about it as he walked. Then he had an idea. First he had to find Finn. Luckily they were both in the same homeroom.
As he entered the classroom, he was greeted by, not one, but two icy cold tsunamis of artificially-coloured-and-flavoured and three-quarter melted slushies. This was not the way he wanted to start the second day of the week. And it definitely ruined his outfit. All the more reason to get Finn.
Kurt should have been sent reeling, but he was used to the routines. He didn't care anymore. Wiping the coloured syrup from his eyes, he looked up to face his attackers, who turned out to be the football players from yesterday, who shoved Kurt into his locker after school. They didn't say anything to Kurt, but with the scowls on their faces, Kurt could tell what they were thinking.
Why are you still hanging with that new kid, fairy?
You're going to spread your gayness to him.
Kurt wanted to smirk. He knew that Blaine was already gay. But it didn't matter. He had to get out of these clothes before he got too cold. Kurt called out to Finn, who had witnessed the flavoured deluge on his step-brother. Finn had a look of revenge on his face, which was aimed at the football players, but it quickly went away when Kurt called for him.
With Finn, Kurt quickly stopped at his locker to get his P.E. uniform. He would usually keep a spare change of clothes in his locker, but he had forgotten to replace them after the last time he got dumped on. Sighing, he turned to Finn.
"Could I borrow your letterman jacket for today?" asked Kurt as the step-brothers made their way to the nearest toilet.
"Um... sure. Just wait here. Let me get it first." And with that Finn ran out of the bathroom. Kurt laughed. Finn didn't even know what was going on. He washed his face, rinsed his hair, changed out of his sticky outfit and put on his uniform. His wings were finally free. Kurt observed them in the mirror. Fortunately, they were not stained with food colouring, unlike his poor clothes, but they were immaterial to humans and their actions, so he shouldn't have had to worry in the first place.
Kurt started rinsing out his clothes under the tap at the sink as he thought about his plan. Football players and Cheerios were allowed to wear the standard issue jacket of that team during P.E. Of course, if anyone else possessed one of them, which was no-one, they were allowed to wear it too. Kurt figured that the letterman jackets that football players were had quite thick material, which would block his wings going through. The thickness of the material may restrict his movement, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
"Hey Blaine! How are you finding your second day here?" Kurt froze. Finn's voice was muffled by the door and the running water. If Blaine were to come in right now, he would see Kurt's wings. Quickly, Kurt grabbed his stained clothes and locked himself in a cubicle.
"It's going well, thanks Finn!" Blaine's voice echoed through the bathroom, accompanied by the squeaking of the door being opened. "And why are you coming here? With your jacket on such a warm day, I may add? And why is this tap on?"
"Kurt got slushied just as he walked into homeroom today and he requested for my jacket, so here I am." Kurt heard Blaine intake a sharp breath and auld have been Blaine nodding his head in sympathetic understanding, or Finn transferring his jacket from one arm to another. "Where did he go?" Kurt flattened his wings straight along his back. He had to reply or else Finn would leave with the jacket.
"Finn, I'm here." Kurt called out. "Can you just throw your jacket over the top?"
"Just make sure you catch it, okay? I don't want some weird-toilet-floor-disease on it." Kurt tried not to laugh and caught the piece of thick material. He quickly put it on, checked that his wings were hidden, and unlocked the door.
"Hey Kurt." Blaine said softly. Kurt had forgotten he was there, and jumped slightly when he heard the boy speak. He felt embarrassed that he looked like what he did right now. Wet, unstyled hair. Simple, loose white t-shirt with 'McKinley High School Physical Education Department' stenciled in red across the chest, andred shorts which made up the P.E. uniform. Slightly-too-big letterman jacket. Kurt imagined that he looked like a girl who left her clothes at her boyfriend's house and just threw on anything she could find. Except that he wasn't a girl and he didn't have a boyfriend... Yet.
"Um... Hey." Kurt replied quickly. "Just ignore me. I'm trying to get rid of some coloured tsunami from my hair." He said with a laugh before turning towards the still-running tap. "Thanks for the jacket, Finn. I'll talk to you later?" Kurt hoped that the tall teen understood what he meant. A sign of realisation spread on Finn's face momentarily, before the football player nodded, mumbled a 'bye' and reached for the door.
"If you need anything, you know where to find me." And with that, Finn pulled open the door and walked out. Kurt nodded to no-one in particular and re-directed his gaze to the mirror, to find Blaine still looking at him. Well, Blaine was actually looking at Kurt's back, right where his wings would have been. Kurt quickly turned around.
"Why are you still here?" Kurt asked Blaine, who hadn't realised that Kurt turned around and was currently staring at Kurt's chest. The shorter boy blinked, looked up at Kurt, laughed nervously, then rushed out the door, which left Kurt staring into the space that Blaine had just occupied.
Kurt sighed and went on with fixing his appearance. After a few more minutes, he was satisfied with his work. He packed up and exited the bathroom.
The rest of the morning went un-eventfully, to Kurt's relief. The football players didn't bother him, although they did shoot him some disgusted looks, probably because he was wearing Finn's jacket, and that they thought that Kurt would infect it, but other than that, they were civilised.
Eventually, lunch time rolled around, which meant that Kurt would see Blaine again. Hopefully whatever had swept over Blaine while they were in the bathroom had left. Kurt shivered at how unresponsive Blaine was. Then a thought struck his mind. Maybe Blaine had seen his wings. Maybe Finn's jacket wasn't thick enough. Quickly Kurt looked over his shoulder and sighed in relief that he couldn't see his wings. Maybe Blaine was surprised at what Kurt was wearing. Or maybe Kurt was just thinking too much about it. He decided that he was and left that matter for later.
Kurt sat down at the New Direction's usual table, in between Mercedes and Rachel. Blaine was on the opposite side of the table, repeatedly poking his plastic fork into his fish as he had an intent staring competition with the chips.
"What's wrong with Blaine?" Kurt whispered to Mercedes.
"I don't know. We've tried asking him, but he would just say that he's tired." Kurt looked back at Blaine, who was now looking at Kurt. Kurt opened his mouth to ask Blaine what was wrong, when Rachel cut in.
"Blaine, are you sure you're alright? You haven't really eaten and I know that fish and chips are your favourite, because I heard you saying it was in homeroom today, and you should really eat that because I heard that the fish oil is really good for your vocal chords. Since I'm vegan, I have to restrict eating such foods, but I'm always trying to increase my intake of Omega-3 to make sure that my voice is always 100% and-"
"Okay Rachel. I think Blaine's got the point." Kurt smiled in Blaine's direction, which earned him a small grin in return. Something wasn't right about Blaine. "Hey Blaine, why don't we take a walk? Get ready for P.E.?" The other boy nodded and picked up his holey plate of food.
Once they had disposed of their food and exited the courtyard, Kurt followed Blaine to his locker in silence, while the other boy retrieved his sports' uniform. Getting the point, Kurt then led the way to the change rooms, so that Blaine could change.
"Blaine, why are you so quiet? Did something happen this morning when we got to school? You were fine at the coffee shop..." Kurt drifted off. Blaine shrugged as his wings were flexed at attention.
"Never mind about me, Kurt, I'm fine. I just forgot that Ohio is completely different to California, so I'm just upset that I can't do some things that I had done there, here." Kurt nodded in understanding. They reached the change rooms and both went inside. Blaine then took his shirt off, and didn't seem to mind Kurt being present while he changed.
Kurt couldn't help but stare at Blaine's body. In Kurt's opinion, like Blaine's other attributes, his body was perfect. Slightly tanned and toned. Kurt blushed and realised that he had been staring at Blaine's bare torso for a while, so he quickly averted his stare and headed towards the exit.
"Um... I'll let you change in here. When you're finished, just come outside." Blaine nodded as Kurt left.
Outside, Kurt leaned on the lockers opposite to the change rooms and promptly slid to the floor. He buried his head in his hands and let his mind wander to Blaine.
Again, I'm sorry if there are any mistakes about the American education system. There is only so much information that the internet can give you. :( If there are any mistakes, again, please feel free to point them out. I'm not sure if omega-3 is actually beneficial for the vocal chords. :/
Preview of next chapter:
"You expect me to go on that thing?" Kurt shrieked as he pointed at the structure. "It could fall down at any moment!"
Next chapter should be up on the 22nd. :D