A/N:
Heya! Super bowls tomorrow, GO HAWKS! Sorry, I live in Seattle. Lol. What about you guys, Hawks or Broncos?
Disclaimer: In case you didn't know yet, I don't own Glee or any of its characters.
Warning: Language
"It's senior year! Can you believe it Kurt?" Blaine exclaimed, practically running into the building.
"Yeah, I know. I can't wait to be out of this hell-hold we call school." Kurt replied honestly.
"Oh come on Kurtie! This schools not that bad..."
"Easy for you to say, you didn't win prom queen last year." Kurt shook at the memory.
"Hey! You won fair and square, my Kurtie is true royalty!" Blaine defended.
Kurt just smiled and pulled out his schedule.
"Let me see your schedule." Kurt said.
"Okey dokey." Blaine said brightly as he handed the paper over to Kurt.
Kurt quickly skimmed the list.
"We have two classes together." Kurt stated.
"Ooh really? We only had one together last year, which ones?"
"Umm... glee (obviously) and French." Kurt smiled at the fact that they had French together.
"No fair! You know I have a weakness for your French, I don't even remember choosing that one..." Blaine questioned.
Kurt just smiled evilly, "I may or may not have something to do with that."
The bell rang and they quickly said goodbye and headed to class. Their first class as seniors.
Kurt was now eighteen and Blaine seventeen, they had been together for over five years if you can believe it (they sure couldn't). They came out to the school last year a few weeks before prom thus the prom queen fiasco. All in all, high school was going smooth besides the whole Karofsky incident...
Blaine held his paint brush in his left hand, painting a flower on a canvas.
"That's beautiful Blaine! It's quite rare that kids can paint as well as you with their left hand." The art teacher, Ms. Malerie praised.
"Thanks. It's actually kind of easy." Blaine shrugged.
"Well we have an exercise today that I'm actually going to try." She said.
Blaine had a confused look on his face until she called out to the class.
"Please put down your materials! I would like to try something new today, instead of painting with your usual hand why don't you paint with the opposite hand and see how it works."
Blaine gulped. He usually tried to keep his hand hidden most of the time, the permanent twitching made it so he couldn't do a lot with it.
Blaine nervously picked up a paint brush with his right hand and raised it to the canvas. A shaky line formed where the stem of the flower was supposed to be right before he dropped it. The paint brush flying down the painting and painting a green smear across the once flawless canvas.
"Shit!" Blaine cussed out loud not noticing his teacher standing right there.
"Having problems Mr. Anderson?" She asked sincerely.
"N-No, it's just... this hand twitches due to a injury." He muttered.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. If I would have known-" She started sadly.
"No, it's fine. It's done and over with." Blaine said, he was done with the pity.
After all of the physically therapy they had put him through last year the only thing that was yet to recover was his hand. A permanent reminder of that sad day. A reminder of Karofsky. Karofsky of course was expelled from McKinley and had recently moved somewhere more northern of Ohio, Blaine and Kurt of course rejoiced to this news.
"Can I be excuses to go to the restroom?" Blaine asked politely.
"You may." The teacher replied with her British accent.
Blaine quickly grabbed his stuff and went to the bathroom. He went to the sink and turned the water to hot, then dunked his face under.
"Bad day?" A guy's voice sounded from the doorway.
"Shit, Sebastian. You scared me..." Blaine said frightened seeing that he used to be the only person in the stall.
"Wait... Sebastian? Sebastian Smythe!" Blaine yelled as he ran over to hug the man but stopped right before he got there.
Sebastian enveloped Blaine in a hug. "Blaine? Blaine Anderson!" Sebastian mocked jokingly.
Blaine pulled back, "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I go here now." He said obviously.
"I know but why?"
"My ass of parents moved me here from Paris this summer. They let me choose my school and I chose this one cause I remember you telling me about it in the seventh grade. The stench of public schools is one I'll never get used to though." Sebastian shivered.
"That's so cool! Can I see your schedule?" Blaine asked.
"Yes indeed." He handed the schedule to Blaine.
Blaine compared his and Sebastians schedule.
"We have four classes together." Blaine said excitedly.
"Fine by me, which ones?"
"History, fitness, math, and French. Kurt's in that one to."
Sebastian looked like something died in his mouth, "Swell."
"Well, I best get going. I'll see you in like five minutes."
Blaine looked up at the clock and was suprised, he had been in the bathroom fifteen minutes.
He ran to class and the bell rang just as he got there. He grabbed his stuff and ran out the door, next class history.
"Kurt! Wake up the bell just rang." Rachel yelled from her seat beside him.
"Mmm, Blaine. Five more minutes." Kurt muttered in his sleep.
"Okay. I didn't want to hear that. Kurt, get up!" She yelled loudly in his ear causing him to scramble.
Kurt startled awake, "Geez, Rachel!"
"Sorry, you apparently thought I was Blaine and tried to cuddle me to death. It's time for lunch, your coming with me." Rachel said.
Kurt's face went scarlet, "I-I, okay."
Kurt stood up and grabbed his satchel and linked arms with Rachel. They began down the hallway and passed the stage which was currently occupied by the band. This school had a limited arts program that was just installed a few years back attracting not to many student. Rachel and Kurt needed credits so they took every arts class they could (Rachel even tried to pretend she knew how to play the violin).
"Are you excited to go to New York when schools over?" Rachel asked in her usual cocky tone.
"Yeah, if we're lucky enough to get excepted." Kurt said.
Kurt was looking to be a designer and Rachel (of course) a singer and performer.
"I was actually thinking about that and what if I don't go to college, I mean a lot of performers on Broadway didn't go to college like-" She began listing people and that's when Kurt tuned out.
He would occasionally nod his head or 'Mmhmm'. This was honestly one of the reasons he was gay, how does Finn put up with this girl? Kurt loved her but could she ever give it a break?
"Kurt, Kurt! We're you even listening?" She said as she stopped and looked at him.
Kurt didn't answer so Rachel continued, "I said, are you excited for glee today?"
"Oh, yeah. It'll be cool to meet back up with the club and Mr. Shue. I'm going to miss them when we graduate though." Kurt said sadly. That realisation just hit, and it hit hard. Or maybe it was the grape slushi that was just thrown in his face...
"Welcome back homo!" A guy with a mullet yelled
All Kurt had time to do was flip him off which earned a laugh from the hockey player.
"Rachel! I need a facial ASAP!" Kurt yelled.
Rachel just nodded her head and quickly ran to her locker and got her moisturizers out (after as many times as they were slushied they had this stuff).
Rachel grabbed Kurt's arm and led him to the girl's bathroom. "At least it wasn't cherry. That would have stained."
Kurt just shrugged and ran his face under the faucet water Rachel had ran. He grabbed Rachel's bag and took out a bar of face soap and washed his face quickly.
"Thanks Rach, I'm gonna go see if I have some clothes in my locker so you can go ahead to lunch."
"Are you sure? They might strike again-" She began.
"I got it." Kurt reassured.
She nodded and walked out of the bathroom heading to lunch, Kurt left as well to his locker.
He looked inside and mentally cussed. He of course didn't have any clothes! Just his luck...
He quickly opened the locker beside him and looked to see if Blaine had a shirt that would match his white skinny jeans. He found a blue skin tight polo shirt, he could make it work.
He went to the men's room this time and changed his shirt flipping the collar up and putting a dark blue scarf on top.
Leave it to Kurt Hummel to walk in school with a great outfit and walk out with a just as good one.
He quickly put his slushi stained shirt back in his locker and headed down to the courtyard where Blaine and him usually had lunch on the hotter days.
He saw Blaine sitting down and laughing across from a guy. Kurt squinted trying to recognize the guy and stopped dead when he saw who it was. Sebastian. Shit, when did he transfer? You see, Kurt and Sebastian didn't like each other. He didn't know why they just were always so competitive with each other. He shrugged and ran to sit down beside Blaine.
"Hey babe!" Blaine exclaimed when Kurt sat down.
"Hello, who do we have here?" Kurt asked knowing just who that was.
"It's Sebastian! Do you remember him from Middle school?"
"Oh, now that I think about it I do." Kurt fake laughed.
"Okay, well you guys can catch up while I go get some lunch. You want a salad?"
Kurt nodded his yes and turned to Sebastian imediently as Blaine left.
"Well hello gay face, I didn't think we'd meet again so quickly. I was hoping you would fall into a ditch or something." The meerkat face smirked.
"Yeah, Mr. Meerkat. I was hoping that you and your ugly sweater drowned five years ago." Kurt smirked right back.
Sebastian was in fact gay. Everyone knew this since the seventh grade, he literally kissed a dude on the lips one day for no reason. It earned him a punch in the face but according to him it was worth it.
"Mmmm, right back at you." He said.
"Look, Mr. Meerkat. I know what your after and your not going to have it so please don't push me."
Sebastian gasped dramatically, "How could you Kurt!? I would never be after your virginity."
"Haha funny, lucky for you Blaine took that one a while ago." Kurt snapped back.
"Oh yeah, cause that's what I want. Sorry, I don't like vagina. However, Blaine has a nice perky butt that looks exceptionally delicious today." Sebastian said the first part sarcastically.
"Yeah right, touch my boyfriend and I will kill you." Kurt snarled.
Sebastian laughed, "I'd like to see you try! You have no muscles to even hold me down with."
"I'm a lot stronger then you would think, ask Blaine." Kurt snickered.
"Don't play that shit with me. Your Blaine's bottom bitch and you know it. Or it could be the fact that you don't have a dick to fuck with." Sebastian snapped back right before Blaine came back with two salads in hand.
"What were you talking about?" Blaine asked brightly, setting the two salads down.
"Just about how I was going to steal you today to go boxing." Sebastian said with a smirk.
Kurt was in rage. He of course wouldn't show Blaine this because Kurt Hummel couldn't get jealous! Oh man, why did he always say these things?
"Oh yeah, that's okay right Kurt?" Blaine asked for permission. I know that may seem weird but Blaine and Kurt were always together so it wasn't strange for them.
"Of course." Kurt said through his teeth.
"You alright Kurt? You look a little flushed- wait, did they slushi you?" Blaine questioned starting to get angry.
Wait boxing, that ment working out and working out led to sweatyness and sweatyness led to changing and changing led to- "Um, yeah. No big deal." Kurt replied quickly.
"I'll beat their ass. Give me names!" Blaine yelled.
Blaine couldn't fight big strong dudes and he knew it. But that was one of the characteristics about Blaine, if anyone touched Kurt they would get his rath. It usually ended with his ass beat but it was a start.
"No, I'm fine. I'm pretty sure Rachel got her mouthful in which is pretty threatening." Kurt tried to joke.
"Okay..." Blaine said skeptically.
Kurt put his arm around Blaine's bicep and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He may or may not have been trying to make Sebastian jealous.
"Well, I'm going to go get some coffee." Sebastian said and what he did next shocked Kurt.
Sebastian wrapped his arms around Blaine really quick and pecked him on the cheek. Blaine was not phased by it though.
Blaine saw the confused look on Kurt's face and quickly explained. "It's how they say hello and goodbye in Paris."
Kurt knew that Sebastian was playing that card to his advantage. "Just be careful around him, I wouldn't want you getting hurt."
"Why would I-" Blaine started but was cut off by Rachel.
"Guys, are you ready for our recruiting performance?" Without waiting for an answer she grabbed them both by the arm and pulled them up.
Man, they forgot about this. Whatever, they knew the words and choreography anyways.
The Glee Club gathered up on the steps and almost imediently a familiar song playing.
See the people walking down the street
Fall in line just watching all their feet
They don't know where they wanna go
But they're walking in time
They got the beat
They got the beat
Yeah
They got the beat
The Glee Club began jumping on tables and dancing only a few people looking up to see what was going on. Most just looked annoyed and could care less, some even had headphones in.
See the kids just getting out of school
They can't wait to hang out and be cool
Hang around till' quarter after twelve
That's when they fall in line
They got the beat
They got the beat
Kids got the beat
Yeah
Kids got the beat
It was Brittany's solo and she began dancing on the table, all the boys imediently looked up some even began filming. Kurt knew it was good to put that in, (much to the protests of Rachel) this school is full of perverts!
Go-Go music really makes us dance
Do the pony puts us in a trance
Do watusi just give us a chance
That's when we fall in line
We got the beat
We got the beat
Yeah
We got it
We got the beat
Everybody get on your feet
We know you can dance to the beat
Jumpin'- get down
Round and round and round
We got the beat!
We got the beat!
We got the beat!
We got the beat!
They all finished with their heads down and arms up. It was dead silence until there was a splatter sound.
"Food fight!" A boy yelled.
Everyone started screaming and throwing stuff.
"Oh no!" Kurt yelled grabbing a tray and scooting out.
Blaine picked up some food and began fighting back laughing. 'How could he be laughing? My beautiful Alexander McQueen jeans are ruined!' Kurt thought to himself.
After about five minutes of this the janitors and Sue broke it up, a bunch of kids getting detention. The Glee Club ran to class right as they started giving detentions. Suckers.
"Woah, guys what happened?" Mr. Shue gasped.
"Are little 'recruiting stunt' didn't start a dance, it started a food fight!" Rachel yelled angrily with a huff.
"I thought it was fun." Brittany chimed in.
"It was kind of bad ass." Puck added. He was one of those who fought back.
"Okay, I'm going to give you all ten minutes to change." Mr. Shue announced.
Kurt silently praised anything listening above for that.
Blaine and Kurt held hands and went down to their lockers.
Blaine popped his locker open, "Hmmm, funny. I could have swear I had a blue polo in here." Blaine smiled knowingly.
"In fact, it looked a lot like this one." He said pulling at the stomach area of the shirt Kurt was wearing.
Kurt laughed, "Yeah, sorry about that. It's kind of stained with spaghetti sauce now."
"That's okay, I used it as a sweat rag anyway."
"Wait, you what!?" Kurt yelled getting ready to rip it off.
"Joking!" Blaine smiled.
"I swear, you get more child like everyday."
Blaine pulled Kurt's lower back up to him so they were chest to chest and faces next to each other. "Isn't it supposed to be the opposite?"
"Yeah, but your exceptional." Kurt smiled.
"And that's why you love me." Blaine smiled right back.
No one was in the hallway so he pressed a quick kiss to Kurt's mouth. They were very careful about PDA.
Kurt hugged Blaine and then broke away, "We should get cleaned off."
"Okay sugar dove." Blaine smirked teasingly.
"And you just ruined the moment." Kurt laughed and pulled away, swaying his hips as he went to the bathroom.
"You know you love it!" Blaine called after.
And it was true, little things like this was what made Kurt fall in love with him.
A/N:
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Song: We Got The Beat- The Go-Go's
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