A/N This is my first ever fan fiction! Thanks to my awesome beta Alex for her editing and PRAISE. There's a lot of Klaine love (as Glee does way too little) and some Smytheberry (in later chaps) because it seemed to work. Enjoy! And leave me some reviews- good or bad!

CHAPTER ONE

Kurt was walking, or striding, confidently down the busy corridor, his mind on anything but school. Firstly, it was much too early to even think about lessons, which was fine for him as he was obviously the cleverest in his year. Secondly, school was just so boring nowadays- the only recent 'excitement' being Finn and Rachel's very public break up, in which Finn accused Rachel of sleeping with Sam of all people. Kurt could only feel sorry for Rachel, who used to look up to Finn like he was some sort of God, and although Finn was his brother, he totally took Rachel's side and was there with a tub of ice cream and a bunch of movies after the humiliating break up.

'Watch it, Hummel,' a voice snarled, startling Kurt out of his thoughts. He looked up, his eyes full of fear, and saw Karofsky's brutal glare stare back at him. Kurt rolled his eyes and continued to his locker.

'Hey, homo!' Kurt heard the same voice shout at him again and turned around slowly.

'What in the name of God do you want now?' Kurt snapped.

Karofsky then proceeded to shove Kurt into his locker, causing Kurt to drop his books and mess up his perfectly coiffed hair. Kurt knew better than to answer back or get angry- the shoves didn't even hurt anymore after he had started going to the gym last month. Kurt's arms were now more toned and his abs were more defined and strong. Karofsky laughed viciously and ran to catch up with his friends, ignoring Kurt and the glares he was sending the bully.

'Fucking hilarious,' Kurt muttered angrily, straightening his striped Marc Jacob's sweater and grey scarf. As the bell rang, Kurt hurriedly shoved his books in his leather satchel and ran to English. The teacher glared at Kurt as he looked for a seat next to Rachel or Mercedes- but they were all taken. Kurt looked exasperatedly at Mercedes and she mouthed something to him, but before Kurt could reply, the teacher cleared her throat and tapped the desk loudly.

'Yes?' Kurt glared at the teacher.

'Mr. Hummel, if you could do me the pleasure of finding a seat in which to sit in, instead of just standing there like some sort of idiot!' The teacher was now flustered and bright red but Kurt just stared at her and sighed angrily.

'Fine,' Kurt mumbled.

He then proceeded to sit down in the one free desk next to a sleeping cheerleader and the school's resident player/badboy, Blaine Anderson. Blaine Anderson was bad news: he was always in detentions, smoking in lessons and sleeping with a new girl every week, and it was rumoured that he even slept with guys. Kurt could not stand Blaine Anderson and his stupid, cliché leather jacket and pierced tongue and he was definitely not in the mood for any annoying comments that morning.
Kurt pulled all his stuff out for the lesson and sat straight in his seat concentrating intently on what they were studying. During the middle of one of his teacher's long rants about the main character, Kurt felt a sharp tug on his scarf. He turned in his seat to come face to face with the one and only, Blaine Anderson.

'What do you want, Anderson?' Kurt whispered sharply.

'Honestly? I want to make you scream my name and have you writhing underneath me… Naked.' Blaine said, winking lecherously.

Kurt gasped and felt himself blush a bright red.

'That will never happen!' Kurt choked out, shocked at Blaine's crudeness.

'Princess, I assure you that it will,' Blaine muttered.

Kurt just shook his head, exasperated at the boy's lack of verbal filter.

'Only in your dreams, Anderson,' Kurt shot back.

'Baby, you are definitely in my dreams…'

'Ew! No! Stop!' Kurt interrupted angrily, somehow managing to keep his voice at a low level. 'I do not want to know what you dream about, especially if I am in them. Urgh,' Kurt shook his head again, 'Just stop, okay?'

Blaine just chuckled and placed his hand on Kurt's upper thigh, ignoring Kurt's bitch glare directed at him.

'Sure thing, babe.'

Kurt could not get Blaine out of his head for the rest of the day. Although he was so annoying and ridiculously inappropriate, with no sense of personal space whatsoever, Kurt had to admit that he was also incredibly good looking. As Kurt walked slowly towards his locker at the end of the day, he was interrupted of his thoughts of a certain dark-haired bad boy by a rough shove to the lockers by Karofsky.

'Watch where you walk, fag!'

Kurt just picked himself up and brushed himself off angrily. He looked up and saw two bright hazel eyes stare back at him, but Kurt just rushed off and ignored the deep emotion lying deep in those beautiful eyes.

Blaine watched as Kurt stormed off, his hips swaying seductively in his skin-tight black jeans. He did not expect such a rage of emotions to wash over him when the blue-eyed boy was shoved roughly into the lockers.

'You only want a quick fuck, Blaine,' he reminded himself. 'No emotions. No strings attatched. Just a fuck.'

However, Blaine couldn't hide the fact that Kurt could mean something more to him and the more he thought of the beautiful boy, the more he couldn't lie to himself about his own feelings.

Meanwhile, Kurt sat in Finn's car ignoring everything the tall boy was saying to him. He caught Rachel's name and immediately felt a pang of sadness towards his fellow diva- she didn't deserve to be hurt repeatedly by his step-brother, she was so much better than him and deserved so much more. Kurt also couldn't stop feeling confused about Blaine Anderson: he was just so frustrating and got underneath Kurt's skin.

'Why are you letting Blaine get to you?' He asked himself. 'He doesn't deserve your attention. Just forget about today.' Kurt sighed and leaned back on his seat: it had been a long day.

A/N First Chapter done! Will post Chap. 2 next Wednesday- or earlier if I get tons of reviews (I doubt it though).
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