Kurt walked towards the school, he was nervous. He and his dad had just moved here after his job change and this was the closet school to their house.

He walked up to the entrance starting to walk through only to get pushed out the way by a boy with brown curly hair, he walked back away from the entrance watching as the boy stormed towards what must have been the field.

He kept watching him, confused of where he might be going. He walked towards the field a little so he wasnt in the flow of people who was running into the school, but not too far enough that the boy would see him spying on him.

He raised his eyebrow as he saw the boy reached the back fence and then got onto his hands and knees climbing under the fence.

The bell went and he turned around and walked away towards the entrance again, he didnt want to be late on his first day.

The rooms were easy enough to find and he found his class and walked inside, everyone was already seated when he walked in and Mrs Williams introduced herself before pointing to the only free table in the class room.

A couple people in the hissed and gave him sad looks, he had no idea why they were acting like it was the death seat.

He walked over dumping his bag on the table for sitting down, he pulled out is note pad and his pen before putting his bag by his feet.

Mrs Williams started the lesson and it was about fifteen minutes into the lesson when the boy that he had seen walk up the field walked in.

"Blaine, youre late," Mrs Williams said as he shuffled into the class.

"I know," the boy grumbled walking towards the table he was on. Blaine looked at him and paused, he looked around for sighing walking toward him again slumping downing the chair next to him.

He went into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper and a pen. He almost wanted to offer him a non-crumpled piece of paper but he decided it might not be the best idea.

The class continued Mrs Williams going on about something or other but he couldnt concentrate, he was trying to give little looks that Blaine wouldnt see but it wasnt working.

"Stop looking at me," the boy growled.

"Sorry, I-I didnt mean to," he stuttered looking at the table. He could tell that he wasnt the kind of person you wanted to get on the wrong side of.

He kept looking at his notes only taking glance up to look at Mrs Williams as she spoke.

"Ok, discuss Steinbeck with your partner," Mrs Williams said and he felt Blaine stiffen.

He took a small breath.

"Hi, my names Kurt," he whispered wanting to break the ice.

"Lets just not talk," Blaine said and he felt himself shrink.

"Ok, did I do something wrong?" Kurt asked. He had no idea what he had done to annoy him.

"No," Blaine muttered before he stood up collecting his notes and his pen and stuffing them back into his pocket.

He watched and Blaine walked towards the door rushing out of it.

"Dont worry about him, hes just out for attention," Mrs Williams said looking hardly interested that one of his students had walked out.

He nodded and the class carried on again. He couldnt stop thinking about Blaine and where he had gone.

His anticipation got the best of him and he put his hand up.

"Could I go to the toilet?" He asked and Mrs nodded, he grabbed his bag and made his way to the door.

"Do you know the way?" She asked opening the classroom door for him.

"Yeah, I saw it on the way up here," he said walking out into the hall.

He walked quickly down the hall hoping that he was just going to see Blaine walking back to the class, but it was when he found himself back at the entrance to the school that he knew that it wasnt going to be that easy.

He walked out of the school, maybe he went home?

He was about to go back into the school when he remembered seeing Blaine walk up the back of the field earlier that day.

He looked across the field but saw nothing, walking quickly towards the back of the field. He wasnt quite sure where Blaine has disappeared to but then he saw white against the fence.

He walked faster stopping behind Blaine, he was about to light a cigarette.

"You know those can kill you," he said making him turn around staring at him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Blaine said looking angry; he took the cigarette out of him mouth.

"I wanted to know if youre ok, I didnt mean to do what I ever I did to make you mad," he said getting a little pissed off at the boys attitude.

"Im fine and you didnt do anything, just go back to class Kurt or whatever you said your name was," he said turning and sitting back against the fence again.

He bit his lip thing of what he was going to do next. He looked at the hole in the fence and then back at Blaine before dropping his bag on the ground and getting onto his hands and knees shuffling his way to the other side of the fence.

"What are you doing?" Blaine asked moving out of his way so he could climb the rest of the way through.

"Honestly, I dont know," he replied annoyed that he was getting his jeans dirty.

He sat down next to Blaine and he could see that he was trying to ignore him.

"You might as well leave because Im not going to talk and be buddies with you, go find some real friends," Blaine said and he felt a splash of anger rush through him. He looked a Blaine who took a long drag of his cigarette.

"Well Im not leaving so you might as well deal with it," he spat back.

"This is a joke," Blaine said slamming his head back on the fence looking frustrated.

I wish, Kurt thought leaning his head back against the fence as well.