Blaine spotted his sweat heart from down the hallway. “Hey, Kurt!” They couldn't help but smile at each other.

“Hold this.” Kurt instructed as he pushed his calc and his AP French textbooks into Blaine's arms. “So, what are we going to do after school?”

“Study date? I finally convinced Coop to help us.” Blaine's tone was cheery as always.

“My dad told me you stopped by the shop on Sunday. He told me about what you said about Coop. Why do you even live with him if he was like that?” Kurt kept it sweet but serious, wanting to know the story behind the man so often spoken of.

“He changed. Everything changed,” Kurt shut his locker and they both began to walk to English, “My dad especially. Can we talk about this with Coop? He can explain this whole... thing better. He's been around longer.” Blaine wryly smiled as they climbed the stairs.

“Fine, you're lucky I like Cooper.”

“A-hem.” Blaine cleared his throat.

“And you.” Kurt's smile grew as it usually did around Blaine. “Ugh. I hate Engliiiiiiii-eh-eh-eh-ssshhhhhhh.” Kurt whined nearly stomping his feet like a five year old.

“Jeez, stomp your feet and we may have to ship you back to the first grade. You did all this work for nothing!” Blaine made himself and Kurt laugh.

“I was thinking about it, it would be a very appropriate action for my feelings right now.” Kurt open and held the door for the two of them to open the door.

~*~

“Hey guys!” Mr. William Schuster half ran into the choir room to greet his favorite kids.

“Mr. Schue, if I may?” Rachel Berry raised her hand but didn't wait to be called on.
“Rachel, I haven't even said anything except for 'hey guys', what could you possibly imply 'Mr. Schue, if I may?'” Obviously Santana is rubbing off on the teacher too much.

“I just wanted to say that Blaine is sitting in with us, and hopefully auditioning to join us.” She shrunk in her seat next to Finn who put is arm around her.

“Sorry, Rachel; and hello Blaine!” Mr. Schue had is normal plastered smile on his face.

“Hey guys. It's awesome to be here!” Blaine sat up in his chair to look at everyone.

“Bite me, hobbit.” Santana Lopez continued to file her nails to her desired length.

“Santana!” Kurt, Mr. Schue, and Rachel all hissed at her for insulting the new kid.

“What, hobbit height is five foot eight and under, and Blaine looks like just the right height. Although on the weekends I see him with D-cups and three inch heels on. Not to forget the make-up, what a disaster that is. Who does your make-up anyway? A monkey?” Santana was now facing her victim.

“Santana, that is enough. Go to Figgins. Now.” He pointed at the door, ready to walk her as soon as she got up. “Can I not go one day without sending you to Figgins?” Mr. Schue pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Obviously not.” Santana tucked her nail file away and got up to leave.

They left and it was quiet for once.

Blaine lent over to Kurt, “I'm just gonna go. Text me when you get out of here.” With that Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand and walked out.

Rachel popped out of her seat and shut the door behind Blaine. “Kurt, I'm sorry but we need to get him out of here. He's a Dalton spy and I know it.”

“Rachel, you're the one talking. You brought Jesse here!” Quinn spoke up.

“That was different.”

“Are you kidding? We trust Blaine, we can't lose a voice like his!” Mercedes added.

The ramble went on but Kurt ignored them by pulling his phone out and texting the man of conversation.

Hi:3 xo

You're out already? Xx

No, Rachel is fighting for you to be kicked out of New Directions even though you're not even in yet.... xo

Oh, Rachel. She can be... weird at times. Xx

i.e. when she doesn't get her way, or when she doesn't get her way.... xo

Yeah, pretty much. :P xx

Where did you go anyway? Xo

The car.... XD xx

I'll be out in a second. All they are doing is yelling. And I have a serious case of the cuddles. Xoxo

Okay, love. I'll be here. Xoxo

Kurt didn't even say goodbye, or even later; he got up and left. All he could think about was being in Blaine's arms. He tried not to run down the hall toward the parking lot, though he did make it there in no time.

“Hey.” Blaine greeted his man.

“Hi.” A loving ring was left in the air. Blaine leaned in and kissed Kurt's porcelain check, carefully not to break it. Kurt didn't want just a kiss on the cheek, more was needed.

Kurt shut the door and placed is small tote between his legs on the ground. “Meow.” Kurt had leaned over and pressed his nose to Blaine's cheek placing a kiss on his cheek and used his nose to try and get Blaine to turn his head for a kiss on the mouth. Their eyelids fluttered closed, and tilted Blaine tilted his head so their foreheads supported one another.

Kurt tilted and moved his lips closer to Blaine's, Blaine mirrored him.

“Oh, hey. I've been looking for you forever.” said Kurt remembering the lines Blaine told him before they had there first kiss; they smiled at each other. But the grimaces faced as they do right before you kiss someone--preferably the person you love.

They're lips meet for the first time in what seemed like forever. Both off their mouths erupted into the familiar know facial expression. This innocents only lasted a few moments before Kurt tried his new thought.

Effortlessly, Kurt scotched himself at an angle, pressed his mouth farther into Blaine's and placed a hand on Blaine's thigh.

Freezing, Blaine's eyes flew open, drew himself completely away from his love and gripped the steering wheel for dear life.

“Cooper said that we shouldn't be late,” was all Blaine said before he turned the car on to a purr and pulled out of McKinley High parkinglot.