Kurt rode into the parking lot of William McKinley high school in the passenger seat of his dads Chevy pick up, much to his dismay.

"I cant believe Im here on a Saturday," he mumbled to himself. 

"Well maybe next time you shouldnt tell your teacher to stop being so fucking uptight just because he wont let the glee club perform Britney Spears," Burt said sternly. "Now get in there."

"Whatever," Kurt rolled his eyes and hopped out of the car. He definitely wasnt impressed that he wasnt able to talk his way out of this one. 

All of a sudden, just as his dad drove out of the parking lot, Kurt heard the sound of a motorcycle pull up behind him. He turned to see a shorter boy in a leather jacket parking his bike. Kurt knew exactly who it was. It was McKinleys "bad boy" Blaine Anderson. He was also the only other openly gay guy in the school. Everyone expected them to get together for this reason, but Kurt had no interest in him and wasnt even sure if Blaine knew his name. 

With that in mind, Kurt turned and started walking towards the enterance of the school.

"Hey, Princess, wait up," Blaine yelled, running up to him. Kurt was immediately angered with the nickname and turned to give Blaine his if looks could kill bitch glare.

"Dont you ever call me that again," Kurt half yelled into the shorter boys face.

"Feisty. I like it," Blaine looped his arms around Kurts waist to put his hands on Kurts ass. "I like this too."

"And dont touch me either," Kurt violently ripped Blaines arms away from his waist.

"Babe, you gotta know that when you play hard to get, it really turns me on," Blaine smirked as he smoothly passed Kurt by. He whispered "This is gonna be a fun day" into Kurts ear before heading inside.

Kurt groaned, rolled his eyes, and headed in after Blaine.