Because he was late for class, he was literally running though the hallways of the college. Actually he hated being late because it always meant storming into the classroom and everyone would have to look at him. And due to the fact he didn’t know a lot of people here yet, it would be kind of embarrassing. Hearing the school bell ring, he cursed under his breath and almost stumbled as he sped up, running even faster. When he arrived at the dancing hall, he knocked, trying to slow down his breathing, before he opened the door. Just like he had thought, everyone was staring at him as he entered, blushing.
“And what’s your name, kid?” the male teacher said, raising an eyebrow at him.
“Nick Springfield, sir”, he whispered shyly.
“And why are you late for my class?”
Nick was getting nervous, he just wanted to sit down and stop everyone from looking at him like that. “I’m sorry, I overslept. It won’t happen again, I-I promise.”
“Okay, kid. Come over and sit down.”
The other students were sitting on the floor and Nick couldn’t help but look them over, wishing he would see Blaine or Kurt or that other girl who was with them yesterday. He had already forgotten her name; she had been talking way too fast. Slowly he sat down behind all of them, hoping that would stop their looks.
“So, for today, you will have to pair up and show me your best dance skills so I know how good or how bad you are, and how much work we will still have to get done.”
Nick sighed, looking around. Pair up, really?
Suddenly someone tapped his shoulder and he turned around, looking at a girl with long brunette curls.
“Do you want to do it with me?” she asked and looked at him curiously.
He stared at her in shock. She wasn’t really asking him if he wanted to…? No, that would be ridiculous and they were in the middle of dance class. How was he supposed to answer that? And he didn’t even like… girls that much. “What…?”
“The dancing thing? You know, pairing up?”
Nick sighed in relief. At least now he wouldn’t have to ask someone himself. “Sure, why not.”
“My name’s Rebecca but you can call me Becca. And you?”
“Stop talking everyone, get to work!” the teacher yelled at them and the girl rolled her eyes. Nick just wanted to get over with this as soon as possible, even though he loved dancing. At his old school, he was one of the best dancers and since he was eight years old he had won prizes every year. And though Nick was really shy and always felt like he was going to die from excitement before a performance, he always did well. But something went wrong this time. When they had to perform in front of the class at the end of the lesson, Rebecca kept on stumbling and messing up every move they had practised, it was horrible and everyone was laughing.
“That was the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life! Why are you in this course again?”, the teacher, whose name turned out to be Mr. Hale, said angrily and Rebecca just rolled her eyes again. Nick couldn’t believe this, she was ruining him! Once again he was reminded of how much he didn’t like girls. When the lesson ended and the bell rang, he was the first one to get his stuff and leave the room in a rush. Was he even going to attend next lesson? He felt like he was going to cry any moment, he so badly wanted to succeed here and right now, it all just seemed like a big mess. Of course, you shouldn’t skip classes and neither should you skip classes on the first day but his hopes for a good start in New York seemed to had just vanished. Nick went outside to breathe some fresh air and trying to hide his tears, he sat down on a bench close to building two, where all the music lessons were taken.
What he didn’t expect was to see Blaine walking up to him just minutes after he had sat down.
“Shit”, he cursed, wiping the tears from his face in a rush. Why him? If anyone else had seen him, he wouldn’t have bothered. Why this cute guy he met on the first day, with that very protective boyfriend?
“Hey, are you okay?” Blaine asked, sitting down next to him slowly.
Nick looked at the boy and tried to smile. “Yeah, just had a rough start. Nothing important”, he shrugged. “What are you doing here?”
“I have a free period so I should probably ask you what you’re doing here”, Blaine replied.
“Ran away from dance class, it wasn’t that good and starting out here was supposed to be amazing and it just isn’t. But, like I said, it’s not important.”
Blaine nodded. “Well, but you should probably keep going. Missing your next period won’t make it any better.”
Finally Nick smiled a real smile. And because Blaine asked him again, he told him what happened exactly, how he actually was a good dancer but the girl messed it all up for him.
In the same moment, Kurt walked out of building two. He had been sent to get something from the college office for his Graphic Design teacher and spotted Blaine. It took him a few seconds to realize he wasn’t alone. Nick, the boy from yesterday, was sitting beside him and he could’ve sworn he saw them smile at each other before Nick put a hand on Blaine’s shoulder, stood up and walked away.
That left Blaine sitting on the bench alone and even though Kurt knew he had an instruction, this was far more important.
“What was that?” he said, walking up to Blaine with a puzzled expression.
Blaine looked up in surprise, not expecting to see Kurt and frowned. “What was what?”
“He touched you! And… why were you even sitting here with him? Alone!”
His boyfriend sighed and stood up so he was almost eye to eye with Kurt. “We’ve been through this, Kurt. You don’t have to be jealous. He was just having a bad day.”
“I am not jealous.” He stressed every single word. “But it just seems like he’s crowding you.”
“He is not crowding me, Kurt! Stop being so paranoid, I’m not cheating on you and Nick is not hitting on me and you should know that”, Blaine murmured, taking Kurt’s hand. “Please.”
Kurt sighed. “I know… But there are a lot of cute boys in this school.”
Blaine smiled at him. “Really? I didn’t even notice.” He also took Kurt’s other hand and moved closer so he could sing something into his ear. As quietly as possible, so nobody else would hear.

Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
Because I only have eyes for you

Kurt tried desperately not to roll his eyes. Of course this was very romantic but also ridiculous. Blaine didn’t care, he just kept on singing.

I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
They all disappear from view
And I only have eyes
For You

“Okay, I get it. But I have to go now”, Kurt said, grinning. He kissed Blaine’s cheek and turned around. “See you in after lunch.“ And after that he almost ran to the college office. His teacher was probably wondering where he was already.
After lunch Kurt and Blaine had Music Composition class, which was the first and probably only lesson they would ever experience together. When they entered the room, Kurt spotted Lucas was already sitting there, talking to Claire, the girl he already knew from Theatre Arts. Taking a seat next to him, Kurt looked up to the boy and smiled. “Hey, Lucas.”
To Kurt’s surprise Lucas didn’t answer him and simply looked at him with an expression of disgust. Did he do something wrong? He hadn’t talked to Lucas since yesterday, he hadn’t even seen him, so what could he possibly had done to him? But before he could say something, Blaine poked him and he turned around to his boyfriend.
“That’s Lucas?” he whispered, keeping his eyes on the table in front of him.
Kurt nodded. “Yes, that’s him.”
“Looks like an ass”, Blaine raised an eyebrow.
“But he was so nice to me yesterday; I don’t know why he won’t talk to me. Do I look particularly revolting today?”
Blaine shook his head. “Of course not. You look beautiful as always. Don’t let him bother you.”
The teacher came in and everyone in class stopped talking. Assigning them to just do some work sheets, the lesson passed very slowly. Kurt looked over to Lucas again and again, still wondering what could be wrong and when he finished his exercise, he took his writing pad.
Is something wrong? – K.
Looking at the piece of paper once again, he folded it and put it on Lucas’ table. He looked slightly puzzled at first, but hesitantly took the paper and opened it. After having read through it, he just shook his head, crumpled the piece of paper up and threw it away. Kurt looked at him angrily. What the hell was his problem? Soon the bell rang again and Kurt stared at Lucas while he stood up and went out of the room with Claire and some other girls. Shaking his head, he slowly took his books and put them into his bag.
Blaine tried to get Kurt’s attention. “What was that about?”
“I have no idea.” He grimaced, looking over to his boyfriend as both of them got up. “Anyway, what’s your next period?”
“Stage Design, I’ll see you after school?”
Kurt nodded. “Yeah. I’ll have to talk to Lucas now, since he’s still in my Theatre Arts course.”
“Oh, okay”, Blaine murmured, smiling slightly and looking around before kissing Kurt’s cheek and walked away without saying another word.
Kurt sighed before he walked down the halls to the Theatre hall, wondering if Lucas would talk to him now. Maybe this hadn’t been about him after all. Maybe he didn’t like Blaine, okay; well he didn’t even know him. Or this Claire girl was getting on his nerves. Whatever it was, Kurt was determined to find out. Entering the room, the others had already taken their place and he sat down next to Lucas, acting like nothing happened. That was his strategy for now.
“Hey”, Kurt murmured again, smiling slightly, not even noticing Rachel had sat down beside him. But it didn’t matter. Lucas looked at him, frowned and turned away again.
“Kurt! I had the best day, really! All of my teachers told me I was one of the most talented girls they had ever seen and I already know that I’m, you know, far more talented than everyone else. Except you, we’re equal of course, but I’m just saying!” she started babbling.
“Great, Rachel…” Kurt said, forcing a smile. His thoughts were still far too occupied with the whole Why-Is-Lucas-Ignoring-Me thing. But then again, he didn’t even know why he cared that much. It was just that he was happy he had found someone who could become a good friend on the first day but apparently he had been wrong about that and it disappointed him. Kurt Hummel was never wrong.
When Mr. Big Belly, a.k.a. Mr. Zerjathke, walked in and told them to get back together in their groups, Kurt looked up. Maybe this was his chance. Lucas would have to talk to him.
In their groups, they tried getting into the characters they chose yesterday again and started playing the rumble scene in West Side Story.
“Hey, stop! What are you doing?”, the guy who played Tony interrupted the fight between Bernardo and Riff, who were played by Kurt and Lucas. As their characters they pushed him away.
“Tony, stay out of this”, Lucas said as Riff, before the two of them started moving around each other. Suddenly Lucas got too close to Kurt, closer than he was supposed to be and pushed him to the ground. This was not in the script, Kurt thought to himself as he looked up at the others. He just wanted to get up when Lucas pushed him back down again.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Kurt screamed, out of character now.
Lucas was about to say something, when Mr. Zerjathke interrupted him. “Hey, what is this about?! I don’t think it says in the script that Riff is pushing Bernardo to the ground twice! What are you doing?” Everyone was now looking at the three of them. Kurt slowly stood up and tried to smooth down his clothes.
“Okay, I think it’s enough for today. Now get out of here.” Mr. Zerjathke clapped his hands once and gestured for everyone to get gone.
A little puzzled Kurt got his stuff while everyone was already gone, except Lucas who the teacher still wanted to talk to. He didn’t even look back once as he walked out and spotted Blaine waiting for him with a smile on his face, which faded quickly as he saw the expression on Kurt’s face.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Blaine said, taking his hand in his, looking at him with worry in his eyes.
Kurt just shook his head and looked around once, so he was sure nobody would see them, before he put his lips on Blaine’s longingly and sighed in relief. He had wanted to do this all day but he had been waiting for the right moment, when they were alone, and that moment was now. Well, at least that’s what he had thought before he heard someone making a noise of disgust behind them. And standing there was no one else than Lucas.
“Do you have a problem?” Blaine snapped at him, suddenly getting angry.
“Is it really necessary to be all gay in my face all the time?”
Blaine raised his voice again. “What do you mean all the time, huh?”
Lucas didn’t smile or glare, he kept a straight face as he answered. “Seeing you guys, making out on the street, yesterday was disgusting and disturbing already.”
Kurt looked at him with a shocked expression. He had never expected Lucas to be some kind of homophobic. How come he had seen and recognized them anyway? Actually Kurt had been so relieved to get away from Karofsky and the others and now this was starting all over again? That was the least thing he wanted to happen, here in New York.
“Listen! You were really nice to me yesterday and I really don’t understand what your damn problem is!” Kurt screamed so loudly that some students walking past stopped and looked at them. “You just don’t like me being gay?! Because yesterday you didn’t have a problem with me yet! How can you be so stupid?”
“Kurt, it’s okay”, Blaine whispered to him. “Let’s go.”
“No, it’s not okay!”
“Yes, it is. Come on, we have to go”, Blaine urged him on.
Kurt looked at Lucas one more time and shook his head before he took Blaine’s hand and turned around to get out of the building.
Later in the evening, when they ate their dinner, Rachel, Blaine and Kurt were sitting in the living room together. Kurt was sitting on an arm chair, while Blaine and Rachel were sitting on the couch.
“… and then she dared to say she was a better singer than me! I mean, is it true? Is there someone who can sing better than me? Except Barbra?! Kurt, you saw it, didn’t you?” Rachel said and looked at the boy, quietly eating his pasta.
“I was dealing with my own problems there. So no, sorry but I didn’t”, he murmured.
“Well, anyway. But what… Wait, what was his name? Oh, yeah, Lucas! What Lucas did to you was utterly misguided, wasn’t it? I thought he was really going to kill you right there!”
“What?” Blaine shouted, luckily not choking on his food.
Kurt glared at Rachel and just shook his head, to show her that she should stop talking.
“Oh, I get it. Blaine doesn’t know about it yet?”
Blaine frowned. “I don’t know about what?”
Kurt facepalmed and then looked at Blaine. “It’s nothing, I’ll tell you about it later.”
Before Blaine could reply anything, Rachel started talking again. “So, anyway, after she called me stupid I-“
The two boys kept staring at each other, not listening to Rachel’s never-ending monologue anymore. In the end Blaine and Kurt decided to take a walk through New York’s streets, against Rachel’s will because she still wanted to watch movies with them but ended up watching those alone. The streets were still crowded, as always, so nobody really paid attention to two boys holding hands.
“I can’t believe Lucas turned out to be like this. I’m so disappointed, you know? I thought we’d actually meet some reasonable people here”, Kurt said and sighed.
Blaine nodded. “There’s a caf�, do you want to sit down and keep talking there?”
Kurt looked over to the caf� Blaine was referring to. “Barnwell’s Coffee Shop?”
His boyfriend smiled and shrugged. “It looks alright.”
The caf� did look inviting, it wasn’t big and there were only a few people sitting around the tiny tables on easy arm chairs, which looked too comfortable for words.
“How do you know about this place?”
“I didn’t, just thought it looked inviting”, Blaine replied, grinning.
Kurt frowned. “It kinda reminds me of Lima Bean”
“Even better!”
They sat down on arm chairs near the window and a few seconds later man walked up to them. He looked old, about 60 years and smiled at them with a friendly smile. Kurt figured he would be the owner of the caf�.
“What can I get for you two?” he looked down at them, as he arrived at their table.
“One medium drip for me and a grande non-fat Mocha Latte for him, please”, Blaine replied and pointed at Kurt.
“Alright, I’ll be right back”, he nodded and walked away.
“So… Now tell me, what happened in Theatre Class? Because you looked really upset and wouldn’t answer me.” Blaine looked straight into his boyfriend’s eyes.
Kurt sighed. “Well, I was in one group with Lucas, right? As I already told you. And when we were supposed to play that rumble scene from West Side Story, I was Bernardo and he was Riff, we started fighting like it was written in the script. Then, suddenly, Lucas pushed me down and-“, Kurt was interrupted by Blaine’s phone ringing.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Wait a minute.” Blaine looked at the display from his phone and frowned when he saw who was calling.
“Who is it?” Kurt mouthed.
Blaine just shook his head, picking up the phone. “Hi, Dad. What’s wrong?”
Kurt looked at him in surprise. Usually Blaine wouldn’t answer a call from his Dad and especially not when they were out together. He tried to find out what they were talking about by listening closely but Blaine didn’t say a word, he just kept staring into space while the low, deep voice, which Kurt couldn’t understand, kept on talking.
Until the color rushed from Blaine’s face and he became really pale.
“What’s going on?” Kurt asked, as his boyfriend lowered the phone in his hands, apparently he had already hung up.
But Blaine didn’t answer him and just continued to stare into space in shock.
“Blaine?”