Blaine Anderson was just like any other seventeen year old high school student...only he wasn't. Sure, if you walked past him in the school hallways, you'd think this was a crazy accusation. He had friends, he partook in different clubs and yes, he had a boyfriend. Things looked pretty normal, but they weren't. Blaine's boyfriend had a secret, and that secret changed everything. So, to make everything clear to you, I should probably go back to the start...

“Blaine! Hurry up before we're late!” Wes called from outside Blaine's dorm room.

“I'm coming!” Blaine shouted pack, pulling on his last shoe and darting out of his room.

“What took you so long!?” Wes exclaimed. “You know what? Never mind. Let's just go before we're late; I swear that teacher is the Devils Spawn.”

“Don't talk about our teacher like that, Wesley. It's rude.”

“Don't you even try to deny it. Come on, we've gotta run- literally.”

And that's when he saw him. Sitting a few seats over from him in English was a boy like he'd never seen before. He had his head practically buried in a book and looked adorable, to say the least. Blaine itched to go and introduce himself to the chestnut haired boy, but he knew his teacher was due to arrive any moment and Wes was right- she really was the Devils Spawn.

“I'd like to introduce our new student,” The teacher announced. Oh, right...she'd been talking. “Kurt Hummel.”

Kurt blushed and waved awkwardly (no, Blaine did not smile at his adorableness...okay, maybe he did) before tucking his face back into his book.

Blaine spent almost the entirety of the lesson staring at Kurt, almost earning him a detention and definitely earning him several painful nudges in the ribcage from Wes.

As soon as the bell signalled the end of class, Blaine darted from his seat, trying to catch up with the new boy so that he could introduce himself. He did catch up with Kurt, but what he saw was the boy slipping over, all of his stuff flying everywhere. Blaine ran over to him faster than he'd probably run in his entire life before kneeling down on the floor and starting to collect up the papers.

“Are you okay?” Blaine asked, helping Kurt off the floor.

“Yeah, I- thank you.” Kurt said quietly, accepting his papers and books from Blaine.

“I'm way by the Blaine,” Blaine said, eliciting a snicker from Kurt. “I mean...”

“I'm Kurt.” He replied, saving Blaine from further embarrassment.

“I know,” Blaine laughed. “You were practically coronated in there.”

“Oh, the perks of being a new student.”

“Trust me I've been there.”

“Actually, speaking of the whole new student thing...do you mind showing me where my next class is? This place is like a maze.”

“Sure, let me see your schedule,” Blaine said as Kurt passed him a scrunched up piece of paper.

Blaine led Kurt to his classroom and the new boy said his thank you's before turning to enter his classroom, but he was stopped by a hand on his arm.

“Do you wanna grab lunch later or...something?” Blaine asked when Kurt turned back around to face him.

“Oh, I...uh...”

“Or not!” He exclaimed suddenly. “You probably don't wanna hang out with someone you hardly know...yeah that was a bad idea, I'm sorry, I'll just-”

“Blaine...” Kurt laughed, cutting Blaine off.

“Yes?” Blaine squeaked.

“You're rambling.”

“Oh.”

“I'd love to get lunch with you...I just kind of freaked out for a minute, I, uh...I'm not very good with...people.”

Blaine let out a sigh of relief before speaking.

“It's okay, you're doing fine. I'll meet you here after class?”

“Okay.” Kurt said, entering his classroom finally.

Blaine began to make his way to his own class, trying not to literally squeal with happiness. He was more than excited for lunch time, and he was also pretty sure that he was already crushing on the new kid...

“So, you like fashion and Broadway and it's your dream to live in New York...” Blaine clarified, propping his chin onto his hand, blatantly ignoring his lunch in favour of talking to Kurt.

“Mhm,” Kurt mumbled around a mouthful of his sandwich. “You know, people generally eat at lunch time...” He said after swallowing.

“Uh, yeah...I'm not too hungry actually,” Blaine said awkwardly, pushing his fruit to the side. Kurt made a little hum of acknowledgement before scoffing down the rest of his sandwich. “So, next question...”

“Nuh uh,” Kurt laughed. “Your turn.”

“Okay, okay,” Blaine said, mock surrendering. “Shoot.”

“Hmm...do you have any siblings?”

“Really? Out of everything you possibly could have asked, you chose that?”

“What? It's a legit question...” Kurt defended.

“Yes.”

“What?”

“Yes, I have siblings... well, a sibling. I have an older brother called Cooper.”

“Fascinating...” Kurt wondered sarcastically, causing Blaine to throw a grape at him. “Now, now, now...that's no way to make friends Mr. Anderson.”

“Wait, how do you know my last name?”

“You kind of tuned out in English this morning and the teacher kept saying 'Mr Anderson' to try and get your attention.”

“Oh yeah...” Blaine remembered. “Sorry, I'm not usually this awkward, you just make me kind of nervous...and I shouldn't have said that.”

“It's okay,” Kurt laughed, although Blaine could clearly see the blush that suddenly crept up his cheeks.

“So anyway,” Blaine started. “Are you dorming here?”

“No, I uh...have kind of a...weird, um, home situation...I guess.” Kurt said awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable.

“Okie dokie,” Blaine said easily, noticing how Kurt instantly relaxed.

Things went back to normal straight after that, and Blaine showed Kurt to his next class before the two boys parted their separate ways... but not before exchanging numbers.

Blaine went back to his dorm after school that day feeling happier than he'd been in a while. Little did he know that Kurt went home feeling exactly the same way...