“Okay! That was great Blaine!” Mr. Schue said with a smile “I think I speak for everyone when I say, welcome to the club! Take a seat anywhere you want”

Blaine walked over to where Kurt was sitting and sat behind him. Kurt watched Blaine through the corner of his eye as Blaine sat down on the second column.

“So guys, sectionals is coming up in a few weeks,” Mr. Schuester started, walking towards the whiteboard and grabbing a pen “Ideas?”

“Mr. Schuester, if I may” Rachel said, raising her hand “I think that this time we should all remain heavily on MY vocals seeing as my voice is far superior. I think that I should get a chance to sing something from wicked this year seeing as I am quite an expert on it and I have memorized all the songs off my heart.” Rachel concluded and sat back down in her chair.

Kurt’s eyes rolled and his eyebrow rose. “Rachel,” Kurt said, checking his nails nonchalantly “Get over yourself! You’re not the only singer in this group and most definitely you are not ‘superior’ to any of us! We should all actually get to audition for solos not just give them to you!”

Mr. Schuester seemed surprised at Kurt’s outburst seeing as he doesn’t argue that often, but he thought that this was a great idea! Auditions for a solo at sectionals!

“Kurt’s right Rachel” Mr. Schue said, Rachel’s confident posture deflated as she glared at the back of Kurt’s head “I think we should do 1 solo and another group number”

Kurt nodded triumphantly at Rachel who continued to send death glares in Kurt’s direction. If looks could kill then Kurt would be in quite the predicament. Kurt picked at the imaginary lint on his white skinny jeans as he felt not one but two pairs of eyes on his back. Rachel’s fiery gaze but another lighter stare. Kurt felt uneasy but didn’t show it and began to talk song ideas with Mercedes.

“Great day today guys! I’m really looking forward to hearing all of your auditions” Mr. Schue said, optimism soaking his words like always. It got very tiresome after a while but he meant well.

“So I was thinking maybe I’d sing something from Wicked or maybe RENT” Kurt said excitedly. He was speaking with that bright spark in his eyes when he got really excited, his cheeks taking on a pink tint.

He was speaking with such enthusiasm that he didn’t notice the short, dark haired Adonis walking towards him.

“Hi!” He said, his tone was bright. He could probably make anyone happier just by saying ‘hello’

Kurt stopped his debate on whether wicked or RENT would make him stand out and just stared at the boy.

“I’m Blaine!” He said, his cheery voice remaining as he stuck his arm out towards Kurt. Kurt was so surprised that this beautiful boy was actually talking to him.

“Kurt” He mumbled. He could feel his face heating up from looking at the boys intense gaze. Why was he talking to him? He was just some loser with a wheelchair and skinny jeans worn on legs that don’t work.

“I’m Mercedes Jones! I’m Kurt’s best friend” Mercedes said cheerily, shaking Blaine’s hand. Artie coughed when Mercedes said ‘Best friend’

“Excuse me, I think I’m Kurt’s best friend!” Artie protested, chuckling lightly “I’m Artie.” he said, sticking his arm out to shake Blaine’s hand “Abrams”

Kurt was debating in his mind. ‘Should I just roll away? But that would be rude!’ Kurt thought quietly ‘But what should I do? He is gorgeous and I’m just some loser, why would he want to talk to me? God Kurt say something! You look like an idiot! I can feel him looking at me...God this is awkward‘    

He could hear Mercedes and Artie chatting happily to Blaine about what Dalton was like and how was his first day but through out all the chatter and questions, Blaine’s eyes remained on Kurt.

Suddenly the bell rang to symbolize the end of the day. Mercedes and Artie stopped talking and asking questions when they realized that they could finally go home. “Bye Blaine! See you at glee tomorrow!” Mercedes noticed that Blaine was looking at Kurt still and decided to wheel Artie away so that they could have some time to talk amongst themselves.

Mercedes discreetly squeezed Artie’s shoulder and gestured to Blaine who’s eyes were still on Kurt. He nodded.

“Well guys we better be going” Artie said, getting ready to wheel away but not before shooting Kurt a sly wink and nudge. Mercedes smiled cheerily at Blaine and Kurt before wheeling Artie away leaving both boys in an awkward silence.

“I’d better leave” Kurt said quietly, unlatching the break on his wheels so he could get moving. Blaine noticed Kurt’s nervousness.

“Hey Kurt! Wait!” Blaine called as Kurt began to wheel down the hallway “I’d like to try talking to you again but this time without the awkwardness so can I...have your number?” Kurt stared at the boy in shock.

“Um..O-okay!” Kurt said, smiling slightly as he rolled back in front of Blaine. He wrote down eight digits on a slip of paper that he tore out of his notebook. “Here. You can call or text anytime” Kurt gave Blaine a final smile before rolling away, his heart was beating hard and fast and he had an enormous grin on his face. Blaine was sporting the same.