Song: Sophomore - Darren Criss

Date: 05.02.12

A/N: So, I picked this song for today, and I didn't write it during the length of the song; I just listened to it on loop while I wrote it. Not many people have heard this, so if you haven't, go and check it out on YouTube.

This is set at some point in Never Been Kissed, after Kurt and Blaine have met, but they've only met once.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARREN!

"Finn, I'm afraid you don't have a choice in this."
"But, Mom..."

Carole looked at Finn, who was slumped across the counter. "No buts, honey; after everything that happened last year… and now we're moving in together. We want you two to be happy. So we thought it would be a good idea for you two to go to PFLAG together."

"Fine, I'll go, but-"
"Great, you need to go pick Kurt up in half an hour."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Kurt said, as Finn pulled up outside the hall where the meeting was supposedly being held.

"I know. Me neither," Finn replied, cutting the engine.

They stepped out of the car and walked in. Finn made a mental note to walk a couple of metres behind Kurt; he didn't want people to think they were a couple. Though Kurt, it seemed, had read his mind.

"Finn, we do not look like a couple."

Finn blushed. It was awkward enough walking into a PFLAG session with another boy his age.

The room was fairly small. There was a group of adults at the back; some seemed to look at ease where others looked like they would rather be anywhere else. Kurt scanned the room for anyone who looked his age. His eyes locked on the back of a curly haired head. From what Kurt could deduce from his dark locks, he looked vaguely familiar.

Leaving Finn stood awkwardly by the entrance, Kurt walked over to the boy.

"Mind if I sit?" The boy turned around and caught Kurt off guard. He gasped.

"Blaine?"

"Kurt?"

Kurt stood completely still, staring at Blaine. He was wearing a Dalton Academy hoodie and a pair of worn out jeans that hung awkwardly above his bare ankles. His hair was free of the gel he'd been wearing earlier and it bounced in curls around his head.

"I… wasn't expecting to see you here," Kurt said, sliding into the seat opposite Blaine. Finn, seeing that Kurt knew someone, felt at little more at ease, and slipped into a seat at the back of the room.

Blaine looked up guiltily. "Yeah, well, I try to keep a low profile."

"What do you mean?"

Blaine shifted nervously in his seat. "Oh…" Kurt mumbled, embarrassed. "Sore spot, I get it."

"No, it's just…" Blaine looked up at Kurt. Kurt. The boy he'd only met once. The boy that had been such a terrible spy. The boy that had almost broken down in that coffee shop.

"You don't have to tell me, Blaine," Kurt said, putting his hand on Blaine's knee. The pair sat in silence for a few moments, but the silence was broken by the shout from the group leader. "OK, then, good evening everyone!"

Kurt gave Blaine a smile and turned his chair to face the front.

Blaine spent the rest of the meeting staring at the back of Kurt's head. OK, this was only the second time they'd met. But he felt a special connection with Kurt, as friends. A connection that… maybe, could turn into something else.

But Kurt was a junior.

And Blaine was just a sophomore.

I'm stuck as a… SOOOOPPPHHOMOOOOOORRREEE!

Word count for "awkwardly" in this… 3 times.

So, last night, I got tumblr! I have no idea how to use it, but you can find me here (take out the spaces) http: /redvinesandrane . tumblr . com /