He inhaled deeply and walked through the doors, paying close attention to the people in the hallways to see if Blaine was there. To make sure there wouldn't be an awkward meeting of course...

Kurt reached his locker, remembered his combination, opened it and placed a few books from his bag into the locker. He pulled out a timetable from one of his books to see what first period was.

His heart stopped beating when he read the first square next to Tuesday. It read English Literature. The only lesson that he shared with Blaine, had to be the first class he had the day after a passionate encounter with him.

***
He arrived at the door for the English Literature classroom. Heart beating a mile to the dozen, sweat beading and trickling across his forehead. Standing central of the doorway to the classroom, petrified to his very soul.

"Mr Hummel, come and find your seat and stop causing a blockage", said Mrs Sherwood.

Kurt blinked sharply and came to his senses as the nth person tried to get past him into the classroom. He took his first cautious steps inside and surveyed the area, to make sure Blaine wasn't already inside the classroom, making himself unnoticeable for once. His heartbeat slowed down slightly as he detected that Blaine wasn't in the classroom.

He took his usual seat next to Mercedes and placd 'An Inspector Calls' by J.b. Priestley (the play they had been studying) on his desk.

Mercedes leaned over and said "You okay Kurt? You look a bit on edge?"

"Erm, no, I'm fine" said Kurt with heavy breaths.

Even though Blaine wasn't inside the classroom, there was always the chance that he would drag his tardy, delinquent self to class a couple of minutes late.

Mrs Sherwood began the class; she was rambling on about some character in "An Inspector Calls". Kurt wasn't paying the attention he would usually give to this class, he loved literature and was fascinated by books, but his mind was focused on the door. As he was anxiously watching to see whether Baline would come through the door or not.

Mrs Sherwood's voice wasn't too monotonous luckily, so some parts of the class didn't just go over his perfectly styled hair like waves of sea.

Before Kurt knew it 40 minutes of the class had passed and still no appearance of Blaine. Maybe he was more of a coward than Kurt thoguht...

The bell rang eventually, and Kurt packed his book and exited the classroom a lot less nervous than he was when he started the day. He practically power-walked down the hallway with a smile on his face and his head held high. He found his locker and sorted all the book that he would need for his second period, biology.

"Hey baby", Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear as he leant against the locker.

Kurt practically jumped out of his skin as he turned to see Blaine with his super-gelled, coal black hair, several ear piercings and a stench of cigarette smoke. To add to that, he had his usual intimidating, cocky expression on his face.

"So when are we going to have our next fucking session?" said Blaine with a twisted smile.

"You know you're never going to get anywhere being a complete man-whore" said Kurt, trying to be assertive that he doesn't want to be used again.

"You know you want to...", said Blaine as he stroked his hand up Kurt's thigh. "...You can't wait to get a bit of action from me", he continued as he twisted his head into Kurt's neck.

"I'd really rather not" said Kurt resisting his cocky charms. He turned to go to second period. Although that may be the cowardly thing to do, he didn't want to be late because of that creature.

A firm hand grabbed his ass cheek and a whisper of "I'll be in the library from 3pm, feel free to come along", from Blaine.

Blaine walked off and Kurt was left with another dilemma. He really didn't want to be associated with him, but he couldn't help think about how amazing that kiss was...and how the erection against his jeans was clearly telling him that he wanted more.