Kurt and Mercedes had first period together. French. This was a "bird" class for Kurt. He was pretty much fluent in the language as it already was so he flew right through the lessons without hardly paying attention. Mercedes sat next to him not only because she was is BFF, but he let her cheat off of him. The discussed the beginning of the date on their way to class and then selected a table in the back to whisper at.

"Wait," she began. "He bought you a dozen roses, finally told you he loved you, and then just as you were trying to sneak out to see him, he just shows up?"

"Yeah."

"And you two?" Mercedes raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes as she flattened her lips.

"Yeah. Oh my God, Mercedes! It was incredible. He is such a-"

"Hi!" Kurt and Mercedes turned their attention to a blonde boy in black bomber jacket standing at their table. They didn't answer. They just stared. "I'm Zach. I was told to take a seat back here with you two."

The two slid over and made gave him the seat at the end of the table. "Do you guys have names or…?"

"Mercedes," she said smiling, dumbstruck by how handsome this new guy looked.

"Nice to meet you." He flashed her a smile, his mouth filled with perfectly straight, pearly white teeth. He turned his eyes to Kurt. "And you?"

Kurt was leering at his jacket. "Valentino- um, I mean, Kurt. Sorry. Nice jacket."

Zach chuckled. "You like it? I got it last year in Italy. I need a new jacket. I've been wearing this too many times."

"You've been to Italy?" Mercedes asked.

"You've been to an actual Valentino Gallery?" exclaimed Kurt.

"Yes and yes. I just transferred here from boarding school. My dad's an interpreter and I got to live with him in Europe while I went to school. I was only in Italy for the World Cheerleading championships."

Kurt couldn't believe this guy. "Cheerleading? You should join the cheerios. Our school are five times national championship winners," explained Mercedes. She clearly found words to talk to this gorgeous blonde easier than Kurt.

"Yeah, I know. I think that's why my mother moved here… If I ever moved back in with her then I'd have this. I met Coach Sylvester this morning."

Kurt's phone vibrated in his pocket and he jumped.

B- What are you wearing?

Kurt smiled and glanced up at the front of the classroom so he wouldn't be caught texting in class. K- Nothing… I'm in French class. It's mandatory to take your clothes off at the door. He held in a laugh, but he face betrayed him. He looked excited.

"Blaine?" Mercedes asked. Kurt's face said it all.

"Who's Blaine?" Zach asked.

Before he could stop himself, Kurt slipped out: "My boyfriend." He flinched. That was stupid. Maybe this guy's homophobic. It was none of his business to know. Kurt caught a glimpse of Zach out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't make out the expression exactly. Disappointment?

B-Can we make that a rule in my dorm room?

K- I require roses every time I take my clothes off for you.

B- I can do that Kurt couldn't help his giggling.

"Kurt is there something funny about conjugation?" the teacher announced in front of the class.

"Non, Madame. Je suis d�sol�, je te prie de me pardonner. (I'm sorry, please forgive me.)"

The teacher went back to explaining verbs that Kurt already knew how to conjugate. "Wow!" Zach whispered. "Are you fluent?"

Kurt looked at him intrigued that he was still paying attention to him. "Pretty much. But I don't tutor. So, sorry if you might need one."

The blonde boy smiled. "Oh, I don't need a tutor. I went to school in Paris for a year."

B- Did the teacher take your phone away?

K- No. Sorry. I was talking to the new kid who's sitting next to me. He transferred from Paris and he's wearing Valentino! How cool?

B- Gay?

K- Don't think so.

B- Wanna have coffee after school?

K-Yes!

B-Do you mind if James comes? I told him I'd bring him up to speed on a few things, but I want to see you.

K-Killing two birds with one stone?

B- I love you so much, Kurt.

Kurt suddenly felt a surge of giult. He'd ignored a text from his boyfriend so he could whisper to a hot guy and admited it to the love of his life. He probably made Blaine jealous.

K- Love you more than you'll ever know. :)

The bell rang and Mercedes looped her arm around Kurt's so they can walk and talk privately some more.

"What class do you two have next?"Zach asked.

"I have English," said Mercedes.

"Chemistry," informed Kurt.

"Oh, we have chemistry together. Would you mind showing me where the class is?"

"Sure. See you at lunch Cedes."

"Bye boys."

Kurt watched her walk off and became uncomfortable being alone with Zach. The tranversed the hallways side by side as Kurt pointed out certain people and classrooms.

"I like your shoes."

"Thanks," Kurt beamed. "They're-"

"Armani," the two boys said together.

"Okay, I have to ask... How do you know designers so well?"

"I have a pair of shoes just like that. I bought them the same day I got this jacket." Zach smiled back.

"Oh." Something about this boy made Kurt nervous. He didn't know if he liked the attention this boy was giving him. "Theses are the labs." He gestured to the different classrooms. "Which room is yours?"

"207."

"Okay. It's this one. You're with me."

"What do you know? We really do have Chemistry together."

Kurt gulped, not knowing if he had just been hit on, and walked into the classroom first thinking, You're gonna be trouble. I can tell.