Blaine tried to make it to the end of the period so that he wouldn't disrupt the class, but Kurt's paler than normal skin and subdued eyes worried him. He didn't want Kurt to feel embarrassed but his face was about to take a dive into his desk. Halting in the middle of his literature lesson on Walt Whitman he called Tina to the front of the class. <br />"Go tell Principle Figgins that he has to send in a substitute teacher, immediately", Blaine whispered to Tina. <br />Spooked by the urgency in Professor Anderson's voice she scurried off. Blaine walked towards Kurt.<br />"Kurt, come on. Get up." He spoke to him gently, but other students still cat called. <br />"Oooooh."<br />"Kurt's in trouble" drum rolled Puck. <br />Hearing Puck's loud knuckles woke Kurt up. Perturbed eyes nervously glanced the room and zoomed in on the man he was having recurring day dreams and nightmares about. Professor Hunky Anderson. Dreamy hazel eyes commanded his attention. <br />"Let's go, Kurt."<br />"You mean with you, riiight now? " Kurt spluttered. <br />Chuckles filled the room. Getting out of his seat was proving more difficult than he thought it would be. Professor Anderson grabbed his hand and led him out of the room.<br />