Chapter 1
 
Blaine walked through the halls of McKinley high school smirking thinking back to the amazing blowjob he had just received in the janitorial closet from his girlfriend, Santana. Confident and handsome it was no question that Blaine was one of the most popular boys in school. You could say he had a perfect life. He had good grades, was a star on the football team, had a great and beautiful girlfriend who would do pretty much anything sexually for him, he was extremely attractive and was the apple in his mothers’ eye. Spotting Santana at her locker he ran up to her and grabbed her from behind snaking his arms around her waist.
 
“EEE!” she squealed. “Fuck Blaine, you scared the shit out of me!” she said turning around hitting him playfully.
 
 “And hello to you beautiful” he replied smiling, placing a quick peck onto her lips. She sighed leaning her forehead against his.
 
“I got to get to class babe.” She turned away grabbing a few books from her locker and started heading down the hallway, as Blaine watched her walk away.
 
 “I’ll see you tonight at the Lima Bean?” she said questioning.
 
“Yeah! See you there!” Blaine replied heading down to his own locker where he took out his books for his first class of the year, Chemistry.
 
He walked into class right as the bell rang. Taking his usual spot at the back of the class that he had been sitting at since grade 10, he set his brand new textbooks down and began taking out various school supplies that he had gone out to buy with Santana the night before. As the teacher began speaking the door of the classroom flew open and a boy ran in out of breath.
 
“And who are you?” the teacher asked annoyed with having her class disrupted. The boy stood straight and ran a hand in his hair before answering.
 
“I’m Kurt Hummel. Sorry for being late I’m new and had trouble finding the class” as soon as those words were out every single girl in the class sighed dreamily and stared.
 
“Well Mr. Hummel I understand, now will you please go take a seat and I will start again.”
 
Kurt began walking towards his table, which had to be of course the one with the last empty seat. The boy sat himself down onto the stool beside Blaine, taking out his books.  Every girl was still staring at Kurt, which began annoying Blaine. It wasn’t like Kurt wasn’t attractive with his pale skin, preppy attire, brown hair, green eyes and light outline of muscles but this was seriously ridiculous! Blaine had been here for 2 years and not once did any of the girls stare at him like they stared at Kurt. Are you seriously getting jealous over the new boy Blaine! Come on man the fuck up! Deciding to listen to his inner thoughts, Blaine turned around so that his body was facing Kurt’s.
 
 “Hi I’m Blaine.” He said with his trademark grin, holding his hand out.
 
A smug look appeared on Kurt’s face as he looked down to the extended hand and back up to Blaine.
 
“Kurt” the boy replied turning back to face the front of the class not bothering to shake Blaine’s hand.
 
 Blaine shot the boy a dirty look before taking and shoving his hand into the pocket of his leather jacket. How fucking dare he! That little prick!  If Blaine hadn’t been annoyed before he sure as hell was now. Turning to face the middle age teacher who was now rambling about ionic bonding and what not, he snuck glances at Kurt who was now taking down notes with that same fucking smug look on his face.
 
 “Also I should tell you, the people who you are sitting beside will now be your lab partners for the year.”
 
The teacher said as the bell signaling the end of the class rang. Both boys turned and looked at each other in disbelief. The same thing went through their heads; I have to work with this dipshit all year!? Needless to say this was a great start to senior year.
 
Blaine had unfortunately, after checking his schedule and sneaking a glance a Kurt’s, three other classes with him, where thank goodness the teachers he new weren’t big on assigned seating. One of these classes was English, which was right before lunch. He shared this class with Kurt, Santana and her best friend Brittany. To say that Brittany was flirting with Kurt throughout the class would be an understatement. She had managed to get past the teacher with her cheerleading skirt raked all the way up, so you could practically see her ass, and her usual tight fitting top that went with the skirt looser so when she bent over you would get a full eye shot of boob. Though Santana hated when Blaine said this, if you could explain Brittany in two words it would be stupid slut. Not that she wasn’t nice, but Blaine sometimes wondered whether this girl had had some sort of traumatic event to her brain when she was younger. As soon as the teacher had his back turned to the board Brittany, who had managed to nab the spot beside Kurt, would either get up and lean over our table which was beside Kurt’s giving a perfect view of the skimpy shorts that she wore under her skirt, or she would conveniently “drop” a pen or eraser onto Kurt’s crotch and laugh claiming how clumsy she was will searching around for her drop object on Kurt’s crotch. Needless to say the poor boy’s face became red in a matter of seconds, shifting uncomfortably trying to hide his now growing boner.
 
At the end of the class Kurt bolted, running to the boys washroom glaring at the few people in the room, who all ran out. Fumbling with the lock he finally turned the bolt and checking each stall to make sure it was empty, quickly jerked himself off, coming in a matter of minutes. After cleaning himself up he walked out of the washroom and checked the time on his Rolex watch that his father had bought him as a bribe after making him move. 12’20, perfect, lunch had just begun so nobody would notice his being late. He then walked over to his locker, grabbing the paper bag that held his lunch and headed to the cafeteria.
 
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Blaine sat at his usual table near the windows overlooking the football field with a few members of the team as well as with Santana and the ever-present Brittany. Kurt was passing by their table, and Blaine couldn’t help but stare at the way his hips swayed from side to side. Santana’s voice snapped him out of his trance.
 
“Kurt! Hey come sit with us!” Kurt turned and took a seat beside Brittany who had already begun batting her eyelashes.
 
“ So Kurt” Brittany purred into his ear.  “What took you so long to get to the cafeteria?”
 
Kurt felt the heat rise to his cheeks, and took two steadying breaths before answering.
 
“ I had to meet with the principal so I could arrange a few things with my schedule.”
 
Brittany smiled knowingly and brought her mouth to his ear. “Ya right.” She whispered.
 
“Anyways Kurt,” Santana said, breaking the tension, “Since you’re the new kid and all, how bout throwing a back to school party?” Blaine was surprised at how quickly Santana got to the point.
 
“I’ll have to check when my dads out of town.” Kurt knew that he would be gone but he didn’t want them to pity him because of his distant father.
 
“This weekend maybe?” Santana said more as a statement then a question. Blaine who had returned to his conversation with the football players turned to watch this interesting exchange watched as Kurt thought for a few seconds.
 
 “Ya I guess so.”
 
“Perfect!” Santana beamed and everyone at the table smiled. “So I’ll invite people and get the booze. All you got to do is make sure no adults are there and that you have some killer music.”
 
“Okay, no problem. Here’s my address.” Kurt handed her a small piece of paper with his address scribbled onto it. He looked over to Blaine who was staring at him. He held the stare till the shorter boy turned away to give a lingering kiss to Santana.
 
“Bye babe. I got to head over to Gym.” Blaine stood up, as did Kurt.
 
“Where you going Kurt?” Brittany whined with puppy eyes.
 
“I have Gym too, and I have no idea where it is. Blaine, care to show me the way?”
 
“Ya, no problem.” Blaine answered coldly. Kurt shrugged and began following him.
 
“Kurt! Party Saturday at 9!” Santana yelled.
 
Kurt looked over his shoulder and gave her quick thumbs up before heading out of the cafeteria.