Blaine winked and turned back around in his seat. Kurt couldn't stop staring at the back of his profile for the whole lesson. So apparently Italian and French were two completely different languages and he didn't understand a single word of the lesson.

Maybe Blaine could teach him.

Yes, they had only just met, but Kurt was already crushing on the gorgeous boy. It had been a while since he had spoken to an openly gay boy-

Scratch that. It was the first.

So sue him if he wasn't a little excited that the first openly gay boy he met practically sang to him in front of the whole school and then called him gorgeous (thank you Latin Dictionary) and winked at him. It's not like he had had any other romantic experiences.

Unless you count sexual assault, which you know, he didn't.

When class finished Kurt was packing up his bag when he saw a figure hovering over his desk. He raised his glasz eyes to be met with the striking image of one Blaine Anderson. Kurt felt his cheeks flame just a little.

"Hey," Blaine said, his voice silky smooth.

"Hi," Kurt said carefully, willing his voice not to squeak or anything equally embarrassing.

"So…" Blaine said in the same tone, edging slightly closer, his hazel eyes intense. "I haven't seen you around here before…"

"Yeah," Kurt breathed, "I'm new."

"I thought so," Blaine drawled. "I'd have noticed that sweet ass before now…"

It was safe to say that Kurt was turning into Rupert Grint after a day of an unsunsafe beach trip.

Kurt was speechless but was saved by the sound of a throat being cleared by the doorway. Kurt's head snapped up quickly, breaking the gaze that Blaine had held for so long, to see Jeff, the boy he had met in the hall earlier at the door.

"Kurt," he said, frowning deeply, "can I have a word?"

Kurt, half grateful for the interruption, nodded and slid away from Blaine hastily.

"Hey, Kurt," Blaine called as Kurt was half out the door. "I'll see you 'round, 'kay?" this was accompanied by a flirtatious wink that made Kurt's knees weaken. He nodded automatically before following Jeff back down the hall.

"What are you doing?" Jeff demanded angrily.

"We were just talking…" Kurt said defensively.

Jeff grimaced. "You've got a lot to learn new kid…"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kurt demanded.

"Blaine has a…" Jeff thought about his next words, "a reputation at school. He's… infamous, if you will, even amongst all us delinquents…"

"What for?"

"Being a sleazebag, basically," Jeff said bluntly. "I don't think there's a single gay boy in the school he hasn't done. Some straight ones too…"

Kurt raised an eyebrow. Jeff blushed.

"Anyway," Jeff continued, clearing his throat, "you don't want to be caught up with him, Kurt… you'll get hurt."

"Why do you care so much?" Kurt asked, his voice a little sharper than intended.

"Because I've been there," Jeff said, his tone softer than you'd expect from any delinquent. "Trust me… I didn't get in this school because I was in a gang or smoked weed you know. Blaine took advantage of that…

Kurt sighed. Jeff did sound earnest…

"Blaine is bad news Kurt," Jeff warned. "You should stay away from him…"

He could see something in Jeff's eyes that reminded him of himself… there was pain and hurt there. He had had some bad experiences and after just one mistake he was paying for it… badly. And that familiarity made Kurt trust him. Clearly Blaine had hurt Jeff… and Kurt didn't think he could take any more pain…

"Okay," Kurt agreed. "I'll stay away from him."

"Good," Jeff smiled in relief. "What's your next class?"

"Umm…" Kurt checked his timetable. "Science with Phillips."

"Same," Jeff grinned. "We've missed half the lesson though…"

As they set off for lab 3 Kurt felt a pang of sadness as he walked passed the front doors that led to the carpark, his mind flashbacking to this mornings events. It was a shame. He had really been looking forward to getting to know Blaine…

But apparently Blaine had something more on his mind when he was speaking to Kurt. Thinking back to their conversation, it wasn't too hard to believe…

He would do it. Blaine was bad news and he was staying away.

Little did Kurt know that Blaine was like a car accident.

Messed up, but you can't tear your eyes away…

No, Kurt wouldn't be able to stay away from him for too long.