A/N: A little bit longer and hopefully with more detail. Yay! Also, thank you to the people who left reviews and read the story!
D/N: The characters of Glee within this story are not owned by me.
Kurt stood in the William McKinley main hallway at his locker. He stared with admiration at the new boy. Not knowing his name, where he came from, anything. But he wanted to know at least his name.
It was a few days after the first day of school so the new boy could make his way around the school easier than the very first day, but Kurt could see that he still had trouble. The new boy put all of his books and materials he didn't need for the next class in his locker. Kurt observed that the new boy didn't decorate the inside of his yet. His space mainly compiled of school materials put in an orderly fashion. The only thing colorful about his locker were the actual textbooks. The opposite of Kurts colorful aray of collages with fashion magazine cutouts and the rainbow pride miniture flag he had in there.
Kurt believed that you can tell what kind of person, or student for that matter, they really were just by looking inside their locker. Are they neat and clean, putting everything in an orderly fashion or are they messy and always searching for lost items in the abyss? He was hoping the new boy would have something up by now, but to no avail, nothing.
The new boy got his choice of material he needed for the next class and took a look around. While taking in the scenery, his eyes glazed over Kurts. Kurt, not thinking correctly, quickly looked at the new banner the art club made hanging up in the arc of the hallway. Pretending to be amazed with its horrible writing skills and misspellings. When Kurt thought it was okay to take a peek at the new boy again, he looked down to where his locker would have been. The new boy was no where to be found. Kurt quickly looked around to see if there was any sight of him. Trapped in a quiet box, seeing people chatter but not being able to comprehend their words. Although he could make out a few if he concentrated.
Feeling like he didn't accomplish anything masterful within those moments, he gathered his textbooks and materials for the next class. He slowly shut his locker door and walked among the halls, avoiding being hit by passerbys trying to get to class before the late bell rang and remained in his 'Quiet Box.'
Kurt stared at the door ahead of him, 'Yep, another day in a place I don't want to be.'
He sighed before walking into the classroom and finding his seat. He was just minding his own business and found an open seat the fastest he could. For the first couple of days, the seats would all change because people would move on a daily basis.
He did the usual. Take out his materials and got ready to take notes in his Humanities course. Today, they were learning Greek Mythology, it said on the board. Kurt looked around at the walls and waited for the teacher to bring around a sheet of notes that were going to be taught. As he looked around he noticed some students who he's had class with before. He saw Puck from the Glee club that he, himself, was also part in.
Then out of the corner of his eye, to the left. He wondered now why it took so long to notice. There was the new guy he kept searching for on campus. He wore a red sweater with a white shirt underneath and black jeans, cuffed at the bottom near his classic black Converse. The new boys curly, black hair fell in his face as he started reading the text book before class started. Kurt couldn't see his eyes or face specifically, but he bet the new boy was beautiful up close. Even when just reading, such a mundane thing.
During class, it was hard for Kurt to concentrate all while the new boy was mere feet in front of him. His hand on his cheek and he stared off dreamily. He once felt himself blushing as the new boy turned to face him and stare at him. Now that Kurt came to think of it, everyone in the class was staring at him. Kurt looked up at the board and realized he was called on to answer a question.
Kurt looked at the teacher, who held up two fingers indicating that he was supposed to answer the second question, 'Who was the goddess of women and marriage?' Kurt saw on his paper. The embarrassed boy slowly got up and saw some students snickering at him. After Kurt wrote down, 'Hera' on the board he quickly avoided the gaze of the new boy, and everyone for that matter, and sat down quickly.
Kurt wanted to make sure that new boy still wasn't watching him, 'There's goes my chance with him.'
He slowly looked up and saw that the new boy was still gazing at him. Kurts mouth went agape a bit as he didn't know how to respond. The new boy waved at him from his crossed arms on the desk and mouthed the word, 'Hi,' to him.
A feeling of euphoria washed over Kurt as he thought, 'He spoke to me!'