(Kurt POV)
Going to a new school made me nervous. A thousand different fears constantly popped into my head. What if no one likes me? What if I'm not able to find new friends and I spend my year alone? What if the kids at McKinley forget about me and move on? What if I forget them?
I knew I was being stupid and that these things wouldn't happen, but I couldn't help but fear it anyway.
A sweet voice broke through my train of thought.
"Hi… um… my name is Blaine. Welcome to Dalton."
The voice came from a boy a bit shorter than me. He was absolutely amazing looking. He was with two other people who introduced themselves as Wes and David.
I shook his two friends' hands. Blaine then held out his hand for me to shake. When I did, it was as if an electrical shock shot up my arm. My whole body seemed to be tingling. As I gripped his hand, someone, Wes I assume, cleared his throat. I giggled and reluctantly took back my hand.
"Hi. My name is Kurt. It's very nice to meet all of you."
I then realized that, even though I had just met him and as much as my brain screamed at me not to, I still desperately wanted, no I needed an excuse to spend more time with Blaine. My mind and its quick thinking soon came up with this excuse.
"So Blaine, what class do you have next?" I asked.
"Um… math," answered that sweet voice.
"Oh good, me too. I need someone to show me to the class," I said, even though I knew perfectly well how to get there. "Maybe you could show me where it is?"
"Uhh… sure," came his response.
Hi s answer made my heart speed up. I tried to tell it to stop, mostly because I didn't even know for sure if he was gay, and I wasn't about to ask him. I didn't want to fall for yet another straight guy. I had had my heart broken by straight guys too many times to risk it again.
"Great. Thanks," I heard myself say.
Wes and David left, and I started down the hall with Blaine. As hard as I tried not to fall for Blaine, I couldn't stop myself from feeling something deep down for him.