First day of school jitters. Why is he having them? He knows exactly what to expect. He knows what's coming. When Finn came over with Carole the night before, he assured him that he'd be there for him and that he was sorry that they had all been virtually oblivious last term. Unfortunately that didn't soothe him much. He hardly ever sees Finn until Glee class. They just didn't have similar classes and he had no reason to believe that would change this year. Besides he has learned to fight his own battles, with words instead of fists. Though, if he were being honest, most of those guys wouldn't know a cleverly crafted insult from the most beautiful poetry. Poor souls. Through all this, he couldn't shake this feeling he had. Which was ridiculous. If anyone should be apprehensive it's Merry. And she is happier than a kid at Christmas.

"Pipin!!! It's gonna be sooo much fun!!! Oh my Colfer!!!

That's another thing. Kurt thought. Last week Friday Chris Colfer released his photo shoot called Mr. Potter. Needless to say the girls went ballistic for their idol. The amount of squeals that was coming from the living room that day! He was sure people passing must have thought several persons were being murdered in his house. Ever since that day all the girls have started saying ‘Oh My Colfer' "In honor of the unmatched perfection that is Chris Colfer!" He thought in his most Sara-esque voice. Also Merry kept telling him that he resembled this star. "He's like the bad ass motherfucker version of you." She said. He didn't see it at all. Oh well, let them have their fun.

In any way they can, while they can.

Because high school was a bitch of the highest level of bitchiness. And they were about to face it. He had prepared them the best he could. He'd told them what it might be like. It still didn't deter them. Case in point; Merry's enthusiasm. But that was fine. He loved to see her happy. That's all he ever wanted. He just didn't want any of them having false expectations on this experience. Maybe theirs will be an awesome one. That would be great. He still had to let them know what was the alternative.

"Ok, ok. Finish eating so we can go. We have to pick up Blaine and Davy."

Sky started shoveling the rest of her food in her mouth at this statement. Kurt turned towards the window, his cup of coffee in his hands and stared at his baby in the driveway. His father surprised him with his black navigator. Black leather interior, ultra chrome finish rims. And holy fuck, he still didn't know how his dad could afford it!

"I need my kids safe." He had said as he handed Kurt the key. "I'll spare no expense to ensure that. You know this bud." He gave Kurt a hug. "Keep Sky out of trouble!" That was Burt's signature statement.

Of course Blaine had his own car. They've been carting around in it since he came into their lives. Kurt, Mercedes, and Rachel packed Blaine's car (with Blaine as chauffeur) for Friday night matinees at the movie theater. Blaine was always happy to comply. Now Kurt had his own... And carpool duty for this week.

"Ready!" Sky chirped. And she was. Of course she was on guard. She knows what her bro has been through. But she couldn't help her excitement. She'd be with her girls and she'll have Davy and she was determined to make this awesome!

"Ok." Kurt acknowledged. He grabbed his keys and his bag as Sky grabbed hers. "Let's go."

In two shakes they were picking up Davy. He lived right down the street after all. Davy rushed out his house and got in the back with Sky. He gave her a hug and kissed the top of her hair. Kurt smirked at her through his rearview mirror. Jeez just say it already Merry! Sky gave him a "SHUT IT!" look! And he chuckled. They were great at silent conversations. Blaine was next. And God he wasn't ready for this. Blaine came out his house in a tan fitted dockers pants, and a black and white diamond print vest over a tight white short sleeved button up. His hair lightly gelled (at Kurt's continuous insistence) and his messenger bag over his shoulder.

Holy fucking fuck Blaine! I have to drive you know! He thinks. It doesn't even matter. He could wear a damn garbage bag and look great.

He chanced looking in his rearview again and of course as he expected, Sky is smirking her ass off... He arranged his face in a welcoming expression to hide his thoughts of tearing those clothes off.

"Come on B, we're gonna be late!" He shouted. Blaine quickly locked his front door and started towards Kurt's car.

As soon as he got in he asked, "So is my outfit Kurt Hummel approved?"

"Oh you have no idea." Sky said before she could stop herself. She covered her mouth and Davy looked at her with a half panicked half amused expression. Kurt's rearview expression was livid! Shit!

Blaine chuckled and turned around in the front seat to face them. "Hey guys!" He said. "Ready for today?"

"We're actually cool I think." Davy said. He looked at Sky to make sure his statement was accurate. It was the vibe that he got from her when he entered the car. And he'd like to think he has gotten good at gauging her emotions and reactions to things. And whenever she is calm, it calms him.

Sky was busy thinking of the fact that Davy just spoke for them both, thinking of them as a single entity and how ridiculously adorable and sweet it was that he could do that and be accurate.

"Yeah. We're not sweating it so much. Whatever happens happens. And we'll just try to deal." She finished.

Kurt had one ear in the conversation and everything else concentrated on the road. He didn't miss the looks Sky and Davy exchanged though and by the looks of the grin on Blaine's face, neither did he.

They arrived in McKinley's parking lot and discovered they were being lay waited. Well not Kurt and Blaine so much as Sky and Davy. The girls were practically bouncing in their shoes. When they were out and hugs were exchanged, Becks shouted, "Ok, let's get this show on the road!"

He and Kurt have the same homeroom. Who should he thank for that? Seriously, he should send a gift basket or something. But then it was class time and Kurt has French, which is on the way to his Italian class (or so he thinks, he's not too sure yet). So it wouldn't be weird to walk with him right? RIGHT? ‘Screw it. I'm just gonna do it!' He thinks.

"What are you doing?" Kurt questioned.

"Walking you to class." Blaine replied sheepishly. "My class is just down the hall from you right?" He said in his defense.

Kurt nodded but looked at him curiously. They started walking. "You don't have to do this you know..." He trailed off. He doesn't even know what he was getting at; he just knew he didn't want Blaine acting out of pity (he was waiting on the locker check he knew would come) or convenience (since Blaine didn't really know his way around). He wanted Blaine to be around him because he really wanted to...

Blaine looked at Kurt's downcast eyes. Kurt's expressive eyes that betrayed his every emotion.

"Come on Kurt. You know this is just an excuse to spend more time with you, right?" He said before he had time to think about the words. Kurt's eyes widened and then soften. Well the words were out and he wasn't gonna take them back. This has been a long time coming. He really didn't mean to do it like this, but sometimes spontaneous is the way to go. They looked at each other for a full minute before Kurt cleared his throat.

"Could you... I mean could we..." He takes a deep breath. "Meet me at lunch? I have Physics after this, and you have Chemistry."

"How did we fall on such bad luck to do those two subjects but be in different classes?" Blaine complained.

"God is out to get me, and now you by association." Kurt supplied. Blaine grinned at the joke and the indication.

"So, lunch?" He questioned.

"Yeah, lunch." Kurt answered. And he gave Blaine a dazzling smile before entering his French class...

Lunch. Blaine thinks he's never liked that time of day more. He can get through his classes if it means it will bring him closer to lunch....

Kurt walked into Physics class still dazed to take his regular seat beside Mercedes.

He didn't hear a thing in his French class. Thank everything that it was the first day of school and he was actually great at the subject. Mercedes looked at the glazed over look that Kurt had. Wth?

"Boo? You ok?" She asked. That snapped him out of it.

"Yeah. I'm ok. I'm just really looking forward to lunch."

Mercedes' eyebrows hit her hairline at the statement. "Kurt you complain endlessly about the food in the cafeteria, how can you possibly be looking forward to lunch?"

"Maybe I'm not looking forward to the food..." Kurt smirked.

"What did I miss?" Judging by the smirk on Kurt's face she's guessing it's something big. Based on the "drunk on love" look in Kurt's eyes, she's also guessing it has something to do with Blaine.

"I'm meeting Blaine at lunch."

Right on the money. She smiled. "And how is this different from every other day for the past nearly 2 months?"

"Well, if I'm right, we're finally gonna talk about this thing between us, what it means. And maybe, what we want it to be..." He said the last sentence very quietly, as if he were letting out a secret. He wants it to be so much.

Mercedes opened her mouth to respond but before she could the teacher called the class to order. So she gave him a thumbs up, hoping to convey her full support.

"OMC! I'm tired already!!" Sky exclaimed. It was finally lunchtime and she was leaning on Davy's shoulders. "I mean it's the first day! Why exactly do we already have all this homework and its just lunchtime? And I'm tired of getting up to introduce myself. ‘Hi, My name is Skylar Kiarrah Hummel, hand me a gun so I can shoot my own brains out!'"

"You know, you're such a drama queen Fuzz." Davy chuckled.

"Oh shut up, you love me!" She exclaimed.

"That I do." Davy replied earnestly as if to will her to see past their normal banter.

A shiver ran up Sky's back at the words. But she knew this was just them. He didn't mean it romantically. He's just keeping up the regular banter they always have. She needs to stop these feelings around her best friend. Feelings she can't act on. She can't lose him over some stupid crush. Except she knows this isn't stupid, and she knows it's not just a crush. Sigh, complications. Sky looks around and spots the girls sitting at a table. Becks spotted her and waved.

"You go ahead, I'll get us something to eat." Davy said.

"Ok but no to-"

"No tomatoes on your salad, nothing too greasy and we share whatever dessert they have there." Davy recited. She gave him a wide smile before running off toward the table.

"Hey Bitches!" She exclaimed.

"Hey!" Becks said.

"Wazup!" Sue replied.

"Oh just sit the fuck down." Sara retorted.

"Oh Sare, I'm having exactly that type of morning too!" Sky sympathized as she sat down.

"Where's Davy?" Sue asked.

"Getting food." Sky replied.  "How goes the morning for everyone?"

"Why the hell did I choose so many subjects? OMFC! I had four different single session classes a while a go! Wtf! I can't even tell you what the teachers said in any of them. FML!" Sara ranted putting her head on the table.

" I know what you mean." Becks chipped in. "High school isn't going to be easy is it."

"Well Kurt did tell us." Sue retorted. "By the way, Sare?" Sara lifted her head to indicate that she was listening.

"Your Raven, what's her last name?"

"Fonseca. Why?"

"Hmm." Sue pondered for a bit. "If I remember your descriptions, minus the sun shinning in her eyes bit of course, (Sara chuckled at this) I think she's in my English class..."

"WAH? That's impossible." Sara shook her head in disbelief.

"What's impossible?" Davy said as he appeared with a laden tray for him and Sky.

"Sue says that Sare's Raven is in her English class." Becky piped up.

Davy popped a grape in his mouth, sat beside Sky and looked at Sue. "Seriously?" He questioned. Sue opened her mouth to answer, but before she could, Sara chipped in.

"Ok firstly, She's not MY Raven, though I'd really love her to be so. And secondly, Sue it must be another Raven because ‘MY' (She made quotes with her fingers) Raven is in Serbia the last I heard." No one took the second statement seriously however, because Sara was now scanning the cafeteria like a hawk. Then her jaw dropped as she turned to the lunch line.

"Raven." It was almost a whisper. She didn't even realize that she said it out loud. So everyone at the table was surprised when Raven turned completely towards the table and stared directly at Sara. She started out of the lunch line toward the table, her food forgotten, never taking her eyes off Sara's. Sara didn't even realize that she stood up. They stood in front of each other for just a second before gathering each other in a bone-crushing hug.

"How are you even real? What are you doing here?" Sara exclaimed, not wanting to let go.

"It's a long story." Raven replied, not wanting to let go either. She looked at the table full of people staring at them and blushed crimson. Sara smiled at the color. Sky coughed loudly to get Sara's attention. She let go of Raven and chuckled.

"I'm sorry, guys, this is Raven. Raven these are my-"

"Your puzzle pieces." Raven smiled as she said this. Sara grinned.

"Let me see if I can get this right, ok?" She said to Sara. Sara nodded enthusiastically.

"I'm starting with the obvious, you have to be Davy." As she looked towards Davy, he smiled around his slice of pizza. She continued on. "Which means you MUST be Sky." Sky blushed and giggled into Davy's shoulder wondering what the hell Sara told Raven. "And... Hey! You're in my English class! So I guess Sue is short for Suzanna."

"Right you are!" Sue beamed. Raven gave her a smile.

"And that leaves Becky, who is the sweetie pie." Becks grinned, and Raven preened, proud that she got all the names right.

Sara directed her to the seat beside her and gave her an apple from her tray, since she didn't get lunch. "So spill." She said immediately. "Don't get me wrong, I'm nothing short of overjoyed that you're here. But How?"

" I knew I was coming to America for a while Sara."

"And you didn't think I would have LOVED to have known this bit of info?" Sara asked with a tinge of hurt.

"I..." Raven began. "I didn't think it made any sense. I didn't know where my aunt lived. America is huge. And I figured even if I did, it would be miles and miles away from you, because that's just my luck you know." She took a breath. "By the time I found out it was Lima, you were already back and I could only hope to run into you when I got here. By the way how the hell have we not exchanged numbers!? That would have made this so much easier. WTF?!"

"Oh you'll fit right in Raven." Sky inserted with a chuckle at the curse.

"Let's do that now then." Sara proposed.

"Aww, it's fate." Becks cooed.

Both girls glanced at each other and blushed tomato red. Becks full out laughed throwing her head back and putting her body into it. When she lifted her head she made direct eye contact with the peculiar guy. He had tan skin and a Mohawk. Which was pretty hot if she were being completely honest. And it was the third time today she caught him staring. So she named him "The Peculiar guy". She smiled at him and then quickly looked down. She completely missed the intake of breath he did at her smile...

Kurt walked into the cafeteria and saw Blaine already seated with two trays. One had a salad, orange juice and small chocolate pudding. Blaine was looking at the table in deep concentration. He smiled. Well this must be quite the conversation they were about to have. He sidestepped his normal table with Rachel, Mercedes and Tina. He guessed Mercedes must have told them, because none of them tried to stop him.

"Is this seat taken?" He said breathlessly. He didn't mean for it to come out like that. It just did, he couldn't help it. Blaine took his breath away.

"As a matter of fact, it is. It's for this very well dressed bloke, with perfectly coiffed chestnut hair, and eyes like galaxies swimming in a cyan ocean. A smile that not only lights the room, it lights the whole block, it lights the city, it lights my world... And the most beautiful face I've ever had the privilege to lay my eyes on. He's also the most compassionate, caring, kind person I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Do you know him? I've been waiting for him. But if he doesn't get here, it's ok. I'll keep on waiting. I'll wait forever. He's worth forever." Blaine finished with a whisper.

Kurt felt like he was filled to bursting with warmth and God he just couldn't believe Blaine was talking about him. He just couldn't reconcile himself with this person Blaine described.

"Blaine." He whispered. Because that was all that could come to his lips.

"Was it too much, too fast? I spent the last 15 mins trying to convince myself to say it. And when I saw you, I said to myself, how could I not?" Blaine rushed through his explanation. He got up and drew out Kurt's chair so he could sit. Kurt sat and studied Blaine for a minute. He could see Blaine starting to panic. He had to put an end to that.

"Blaine it's ok. Actually, it's more than ok. It's flipping fantastic. I guess I don't have to wonder what this talk is gonna be about any longer. Just... Do you really think that? All of that? About me?" Blaine nodded vigorously, not wanting to interrupt.

Kurt continued. "Because I... I can't see that. I can only see you. You... I see the gorgeous honey amber eyes that I can't help but sink into, I see the excess of silky curls that I have to grip my hands to keep my fingers from running through, I see the smile that makes my day better instantly, I hear a voice that soothes me no matter the mood I'm in. I see the guy that is my tower of strength and unbiased advice when I need it. Just being around you gives me the courage to keep my head up. And what scares me is that I am certain of all these facts after a very short time of knowing you. I had you as friend and I just couldn't think you'd want more, not from me. So I didn't say anything, incase you didn't, which would have eventually ended up with me losing you in every capacity. I couldn't imagine that. I can't imagine my life without you Blaine. And that scares the hell out of me."

"What is this? How can you have this effect? What have you done to me to make me feel so much so early and so hard? I'm not sure what it is Blaine. But I'm glad to finally be able to say it to you." Kurt finished, looking Blaine right in the eyes.

And there was silence. The longest silence yet.

Blaine reached across the space and entwined their hands on the table.

"I think its swell that you think that of me." Blaine said batting his eyelashes.

Kurt laughed uproariously. "Seriously Blaine? Swell? Who the fuck says swell? I swear you're and 80 yr old man sometimes!"

"Maybe I've been reincarnated. We may never know." Blaine smiled, his aim of getting Kurt to smile accomplished. He clasped both of Kurt's hands in his. "What do you wanna do Kurt? I told you I'd wait forever and I meant it. What ever you want to be now is fine. As long as I get you, I'm fine."

Kurt smirked. "I know what I want." Then the smirk slid off. "I'm just scared Blaine. I don't know what I'm doing."

"I don't either. But we'll find out together?" He made it a question, giving Kurt the option.

Kurt didn't even hesitate. "Ok..." He smiled. "Ok..."

Blaine let out a relieved laugh, Kurt's smile widened. Then the bell rang.

"Fuck. I honestly forgot where we were. I seriously don't think I'm in the frame of mind for Physics right now." Blaine stated.

"One of us has got to be, because I didn't hear shit in my morning class!" Kurt chuckled. "We didn't even get to eat lunch."

"Well that's not a big loss. It doesn't look that appealing does it? Let's just have the juice quick, ok? Then maybe you'll let me make it up with dinner?"

"I'd really love that B, but it's a school night."

"Shit. I'm so used to summer! I'm so not ready for school to begin."

"It's here though." Kurt sighed. "Rain check? How about this weekend?"

"Sounds like a plan, Mr. Hummel."

They drank their juice and headed out the cafeteria hand in hand.