Chapter 6

I enter Kurt's bedroom walking on air. Kurt immediately smirks, "I knew it."

"Knew what?" I ask him confused.

"I knew that he likes you!" Kurt says a matter-of-factly.

I blush, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Please," Kurt rolls his eyes, "You're lip gloss, that I did perfectly this morning, is completely smudged. You kissed him!"

"He kissed me!" I exclaim.

"And you're trying to convince me that you didn't kiss him back, and that you just let him smudge my perfect lip gloss creation?" Kurt crosses his arms.

I look down, "He started it."

Kurt puts on his gossip face, "Tell me everything!"

I shrug, "There's not much to tell, he kissed me in his car, and I kind of couldn't help but kiss back, and then he purposely turned left when I said to turn right so that he'd 'get lost' driving me home."

"So are you two an item?" Kurt leans in to make sure that he's hearing everything correctly.

I shake my head, "No, we just kissed, it'll probably never happen again, so let's drop it."

Kurt shrugs, "I doubt that Puck is going to stop there, as far as I can tell he won't stop until he gets in your pants."

I roll my eyes, "That is never going to happen, I can promise you that."

Kurt smirks again, "If I had asked you yesterday if you would've kissed him you probably would've given me the same answer."

I smack his arm, "I'm not like that and you know it!"

Kurt raised his eyebrows, "I'm sure Puck is very convincing."

I gape at him, "Are you mental! There is no way I am going to sleep with him, especially since he doesn't have the best track record in the world, he does have a baby."

Kurt looks down, "Try your best not to talk about that, especially not in Glee Club."

"Okay," I sigh, "but why?"

"Quinn doesn't like to think about it." Kurt's voice trails off.

I look at him quizzically, "Why does she care?"

"She's the mom." Kurt says quietly, as if he's done something wrong.

"Oh," I mutter, "That makes sense."

Kurt shrugs, "Don't let it get to you, they didn't even date or anything so, don't worry about it, besides, Puck has already expressed his interest in you."

I raise my eyebrows momentarily, as Kurt puts Bye Bye Birdie in the DVD player.

The next morning Artie ambushes me in the hallway, "You owe me an explanation."

"I was trying to get out of an awkward situation, quite like you when you saw that girl." I tease him.

Artie blushes, "I don't know what you are talking about."

I roll my eyes, "Yeah, okay."

As I am about to walk to my first period class I feel someone's arm snake around my waist, and I am absolutely certain that it isn't Artie. I spin around on my heels. There is Noah smiling down at me. I immediately blush feeling like Artie. "Noah, you scared the crap out of me."

It's his turn to blush, "No one calls me that."

I shrug, "So, I like it better than Puck, to be completely honest I hate that nickname, it's just so tasteless."

He laughs, "It's not supposed to be tasteful, it was made up from the guys on the team, they're not exactly classy."

"Well," I sigh, "I am calling you Noah, that is your birth given name, and that is what I intend to call you by."

He laughs to himself, "So, I know that nothing's official or anything, but how would you like to go to homecoming with me."

My heart stops, I look down, I want to say yes, but I can't "Noah, can we please talk about this when I am not worried about being late to class."

He shrugs, "Fine, since we both have Spanish, I guess I'll have to ask you again in class."

"How romantic," I say sarcastically as we start walking to class.

He rolls his eyes, "Well I'm not that good at the whole romantic thing, I think that's why most of the time my relationships are rather short lived."

I stop in my tracks, "We're not in a relationship, we just kissed."

He nods, "Right, okay, I understand," He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him, "I'm going to have to try harder."

I blush as he whispers those words in my ear, and he leads me into the Spanish classroom.