Chapter 9
"Hey Kurt, how was your weekend?" He looked over to see Tina calling to him from across the parking lot as he shut the passenger door his car. Finn had driven today so he left him to lock the car and walked over to meet his friends who were standing outside the entrance to the school.
"It was pretty good," Kurt replied. Mercedes gave him a knowing look and he instantly looked at his shoes hoping the conversation wouldn't head that way. "Where's Finn today, Kurt?" Rachel asked, glaring around the parking lot. "Yer, he drove, he's... over there with Puck," he pointed across the parking lot to where his stepbrother was taking to a boy with a Mohawk. "Honestly," she huffed, "I'm his girlfriend, he's meant to talk to me first." And with that she set off across the parking lot. Kurt didn't know what Finn had already done to make her this angry but he didn't want to ask and risk her aiming fire at him instead. Oh well, he thought, it wasn't his problem.
Tina, Mike and Artie went off to do some last minute revision for a Spanish test they had today which left Kurt alone with Mercedes. "So Kurt, was there an appearance from You Know How in your weekend?" The two teenagers began to walk towards the school and through the main doors.
"I don't know who you're talking about," Kurt stated bluntly, he wasn't going to give anything away this time. But at that moment an arm wrapped itself around his waist from one side. "Hey there gorgeous," a husky voice came from his right and a small gasp came from his left.
"Hello Blaine," Kurt said without emotion, he didn't want Mercedes to see anything what would confirm their weekend activities. She was silent as she watched their interaction. Kurt could smell peppermint on his breath and the scent of tobacco hung in the air. He could feel the eyes of the students watching him as he walked down the corridor towards his locker, Blaine's arm still wrapped tightly around his slim waist, a finger stroking at his hip. When he reached his locker he stopped and Blaine leaned in to kiss him on the side of the neck. "See you later babe," he said and walked backwards for a couple of steps, watching Kurt intently before turning and walking off down an adjacent corridor. "Err, Kurt..." Mercedes began but he was saved from that awkward exchange. He quickly shoved the books he didn't need into his locker and pulled out the ones he did. "Gotta go," he said hurriedly. She looked like she was going to say something but he rushed off between the quickly dispersing crowds before she could make a remark.
Kurt made a point of avoiding the cafeteria at lunch so he didn't have to see either Mercedes or Blaine. Mercedes because he wanted to avoid that inevitable conversation for as long as possible, and Blaine because he still didn't really know where he stood on that front. He just needed some time to think.
He walked into the library and set his bag down on an empty table in the corner. He pulled out a chair, sat down and took out a random text book. If anyone came over he wanted to look like he was doing something productive as oppose to running around inside his own head, trying to find out what was going on with this emotions towards a boy he had met just four days ago. He didn't really know what he was feeling be he'd hopefully have the opportunity to talk to Blaine tonight as he was meant to be meeting him after Glee. The thought of this made him nervous but secretly thrilled at the same time. So far, both times they had been alone together something had happened to draw Kurt's attention away from the building questions he had. One thing was for sure of though; he wanted to make sure he wasn't just a quick fuck to Blaine. He was still a virgin and he defiantly didn't want to just give that up to a 'bad boy' he hardly knew if he was just going to be hung out to dry after. He heard the bell ring to signal the end of lunch and he looked up at the clock. He had exactly three hours to think about what he was going to say to Blaine as they were having an extended rehearsal today to make up for the incident which meant it would finish at five o'clock. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh before shouldering his bag and head towards his next lesson.