Blaine cursed to himself for letting Sebastian pick his own ringtone as he dug threw his unusually tight pants to answer it. "Where are you?" Blaine asked.

"Hey," Sebastian's voice came in a slow mumbled grumble, other voices were waking up in the back ground but Blaine tried to concentrate on what Sebastian was saying. "I just woke up."

"I'll wait," Blaine simply said.

"Thanks," Sebastian hung up and Blaine turned his phone to silent before setting it to his left. He reached into his bag and grabbed his warn copy of The Great Gatsby. It had always been his favorite, but he decided to collaborate with the AP English teacher and teach the roaring 20's to his AP US History students the same time she taught her AP English junior the Great Gatsby. Not even getting to the second page he heard Kurt's voice.

"No, I just want to be alone for a while Rachel." Kurt's voice was strained and he sounded quite defeated.

Blaine couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with his student. Blaine rose out of his chair and walked to the resister to meet Kurt.

"7.34 is your total." The young boy behind the register said.

"I got it, Jared." Blaine said handing the cashier a 10 dollar bill. Kurt turned and smiled surprise to see his teacher buying his drink.

"Thank you," Kurt said as he watched Blaine put the change in the tip jar.

"Not a problem," Blaine led Kurt away from the register to allow the next costumer to approach the cashier. "Were you meeting someone?" Kurt shook his head, Blaine quickly took the opportunity to see what was wrong with him." Would you like to sit with me?"

"Yeah that would be great." Kurt said. He looked at Mr. Anderson in shock over his out of school appearance. Slim jeans that fell right over his bottom, a theater shirt for the Anne Program he played in. he didn’t bother to shave this morning so light stubble decorated his face, and he wore frameless glasses. The thing Kurt couldn’t get over the most was his hair. It was wild, curly jet black quite long it cuffs over Blaine's ears.

Kurt took a seat opposite Blaine, "Mr. Anderson can I ask you a personal question."

"Go ahead," Blaine said moving his copy of Great Gatsby towards the corner of the table.

"How old are you?" Kurt looked at his coffee until Blaine started laughing then he looked up to catch his amazing smile.

"I’m twenty-five." Blaine smiled, "Why do you ask?"

"Well you don’t ever look your age. Right now you look like you is 22, just got out of some English lit class. You don’t have time to sleep, or shave; all you can do is study. But when you’re at school, you look late 20's law school with the whole gelled hair. And your bowties are amazing." Kurt said.

"Yeah, this is Blaine. Just some coffee deprived dude hangings out on the nice side of town. Mr. Anderson wears suits and uses his trust fund money, and would be asking you where your homework was." Blaine smiled, "So please, just call me Blaine if you see me outside of school."

"Ok... Blaine." Kurt took a drink of his steamed coffee.

"Are you alright, you seem distraught." Blaine asked. Kurt let his face fall and his eyes stared at the coffee bean decorations around the table.

"A friend of mine tried to commit suicide and I just saw him in the hospital." Kurt confessed. Blaine reached his hand over the table and took Kurt’s.

Blaine gave Kurt a reassuring squeeze, "I’m so sorry. That’s hard to deal with especially in high school." Blaine held Kurt’s gauze for a moment. Kurt broke the stare first to look down at their hands. Blaine realized he was still holding Kurt’s hand so he hesitantly let go and slipped his hand back to his coffee.

"It’s so confusing everything the two of us have been thought. We are so complicated." Kurt said.

"Do you want to talk about it. I’ve been told I’m a good listener." Blaine said raising an eye brow.

Kurt leaned in and began the story of his and Dave’s relationship. Blaine remained silent yet tentative thought out the whole thing.

Blaine was in fact an excellent listener and the perfect audience. It was reassuring for Kurt to just talk and not be interrupted or talked over every 10 words like when he talked to the girls. Blaine just absorbed it all. "So they found out at his new school and he couldn’t handle it. They are still writing such rude things on his Facebook. I don’t understand how teens can be that rude and heartless." Kurt concludes.

"I’m sorry you had to go thought all of that." Blaine said, " I went through similar things when I was in high school but it has to be twice as hard now. The internet is such an awful place its faceless anything can be said without repercussions."

"So you are gay," Kurt asked.

"Yes, but I don’t like labels." Blaine clarified.

"Is it wrong that I am 10x more comfortable around you now that I know that?" Kurt asked.

"Not at all." said Blaine with a smile. Blaine catches Sebastian walking into the lima bean wearing OSU sweat suit and his aviators. Blaine raised an eyebrow seeing that Sebastian went to Illinois State.

Kurt turned to see Blaine’s sudden distraction. Sebastian walks to the table and pulls a chair over wincing as he sits down.

"You look like shit." Blaine commented.

"Twins," Sebastian says taking off his sun glasses.

"Joe and Jason?" Blaine asks.

"God no." Sebastian scoffs, "Mark and Devon. You know I'm not into petes."

"I'm sorry Kurt. Seb, this is my friend Kurt. Kurt this Sebastian, my collage."

"I think I'm still drunk." Sebastian says he takes Blaine cup of coffee and smells it. "Yeah I'm still drunk." He concludes before drinking some. "Luke warm coffee, how long have you been here?"

"Keep it," Blaine says when Sebastian hands it back. " I have a pretty good feeling I shouldn't drink after you for a week."

Kurt sat and observed Blaine and Sebastian Talk.

"I can't sit much longer lets go to my place." Sebastian said standing up he nods to Kurt

"I’m so sorry Kurt. Here is my number if you want to talk again. I’ll see you Monday " Blaine meets Sebastian at the door and they left.