Kurt knew Blaine was lying to him, Finn’s a klutz, and Kurt should know he did ruin Kurt’s wall last night. After all the dumbass things Finn has done none of them have ever given him a black eye. And he’s done some pretty dumb things. But who cares, Blaine is hot. Kurt’s just met him, but it seems like he’s known him forever. Blaine looks like he’s in pain, somewhere behind those eyes. Speaking of eyes, THOSE EYES! Oh. My. God. They’re a perfect blend of amber, caramel, and honey; they are almost impossible to explain.

“And this is your first period.” Kurt said pointing him to the Spanish 4 classroom. “Sorry for this extremely dumb question but you speak Spanish?”

Blaine smiled, “Sí, yo hablo español muy bien.” (Yes, I speak Spanish very well.)Kurt looked lost.

“Je parle le français. Je ne vous comprends pas." (I speak French. I do not understand you.) Kurt said.

“French? Nice, I tried that, and failed epically.” Blaine snickered. Kurt laughed. The five minuet bell rang.

“Oh, well, I guess I’ll see you around?” Kurt asked, trying not to get his hopes up.

“Yeah, I still don’t know my way around the school yet, so maybe we could meet up at lunch?” Blaine asked with a smile.

“Ok! I mean, yeah sure.” Kurt said. ACT COOL, KURT! He thought to himself.

“Great, meet you by your locker?”

“Yeah! It’s a date.” Kurt said, taking all his willpower not to jump up and down.

“‘Kay, see you then.” Blaine said turning to enter his classroom. Kurt started so walk away with a stupid grin on his face. But stopped, HOLY SHIT! His mind yelled, I LITERALLY JUST TOLD HIM THAT US MEETING FOR LUNCH WAS A DATE! AND HE DIDN’T FREAK OUT AND CALL ME A HOMO! Wait, is he gay too?
Kurt’s mind raced through anything that might give him a a hope to believe Blaine was gay. The final bell rang, and he was still in the middle of the hall.

“Shit!” Kurt yelled running toward History.

Holy crap, holy crap. Blaine couldn’t think straight. Did Kurt really like him? Was he even gay? Calm down Blaine, don’t fuck this up. Blaine was fidgeting. He desperately wanted to know. But he didn’t want to screw up and tell Kurt that he thought he was gorgeous and have Kurt be a straight boy with a love for fashion or something.

All of a sudden a wad of paper hit his head. He looked around and saw a blonde cheerleader, what were they called? Oh, yeah Cheerios. She mouthed what looked like ‘open it’

Hi! I’m Brittany!

Blaine looked at the paper before writing a response.

Hi Brittany. I’m Blaine.

He tossed it back.

You’re cute.

I’m also gay.

So is my unicorn! You two would make cute unicorn babies! :)

Your unicorn?

Yeah! Kurtiekins!

Blaine froze. Is this the Kurt he’s thinking of? He could only hope, He has to find out.

Kurt? As in Hummel?

Yeah silly! Are you new or something?

YES! He nearly shouted Kurt is gay! Kurt is gay! Kurt is-

“SENOIR ANDERSON.” Senora Gomez screeched, “Since you are new here I shall give you a warning, Brittany, please no more notes.”

“Okie Dokie, Senora!” Brittany said.

Soon after the bell signaled the end of first period. Only a few more till their ‘date.’

The lunch bell rang. Kurt walked to his locker. Blaine was leaning up against it. God, he looked irresistible, Kurt had to remind himself that he was probably straight as a line.

“Hi,” Kurt said nervously.

“Sup…Unicorn Kurtiekins.” Blaine snickered. He was making fun of him! He knew he was gay!

“Excuse me?!” Kurt snapped, enraged that someone he helped out was making fun of him. Then he looked at Blaine’s face. His eyes were huge, well his good eye anyway, he looked stunned.

“I, uh, Brittany told me you were her unicorn?” Blaine said with a really confused look on his face.

“Oh, sorry I didn’t realize, uh, never mind.” Kurt said, crap he ruined his shot.

“Um, this might be awkward but I know you’re gay.” Blaine said. CRAP, CRAP, CRAP.

“Oh, I’ll just go.” Kurt said turning, god, this was awkward.

“Hey! Where ‘ya going?” Blaine asked, once again his cute confusion look took over his face.

“I’m leaving you alone, I would hate to be ‘accused’ of ‘turning you gay’” Kurt snapped at the shorter boy.

“Who’s accusing you? I’ve always been gay.”