Chapter 1

The sun is what makes Kurt wake up that morning. He groans and looks over at the clock. He has to get up in 5 minutes, so he decides to just get up now. Its his first day at school after all; he needs to be prepared.

His father, Burt, got a job in this god-forsaken town a few weeks ago, so they needed to move here. Kurt hated this town. He didnt want to move. Yes, the people from his old town were just some arrogant fuckups, but he still had some friends there. And there were some good looking guys there too.

But he was staying positive about this. A new town meant new guys, which meant new guys to fuck. What could be bad about that?

After a quick shower, he finds some clothes to wear. Some ripped black skinny jeans and a grey t-shirt that ended around his hips. You always have to show some skin to tease the guys; Kurt thinks to himself and put on his leather jacket.

He moves over to the mirror to look at his hair. He styles it in the perfect way, scruffy, but sexy, and his pink bang is making it even better.

Satisfied, he finds his bag and puts his cigarettes in it and some other stuff he might need, before running down the stairs.

Burt is sitting in the kitchen looking in the newspapers and eating some eggs when Kurt walks in to find an apple.

"Hey, ready for school?" Burt says when he sees his son come in.

He takes a look over Kurt. He never really got why he dressed like this or suddenly started to act this way. And especially why he decided to throw away his education, all for nothing. He had told Kurt that he needed to start going to his classes, but Kurt had decided to ignore it. He had gotten so many calls about Kurt not being in class or doing something bad when he first decided to go to school, that he didnt know what to do anymore, and not to mention his tattoos and his piercings… He really didnt like those and he defiantly didnt get that either. He just didnt recognize his boy anymore.

And he really just wanted his little boy back…

Kurt shrugs, "I guess so." he answers shortly, not wanting to have this conversation again.

Burt nods, "and remember what I told you, you need to go to the office to sign in and get all the information you need." Burt tells Kurt with a serious voice.

Kurt nods and walks towards the door.

"I know! Bye." Kurt shouts behind him before going out the door.

Burt sighs, "Bye…" he mumbles, even though he already heard the front door shut after Kurt.

What is he going to do about this boy?

Kurt jumps in the car and starts the engine.

The ride to the school isnt very far and its not hard to find the way either. So in a few minutes he is unfortunately there.

The school looks just like any other school. Boring and depressing… This just makes Kurt want to skip this day even more. But he needed to at least get those fucking papers first. If not his dad would kill him.

But who needed school anyway? They never learned anything new and important information and Kurt can think of hundreds of other things he could occupy his days with instead.

But one good thing about school was that he could meat innocent guys to fuck. But thats the only good thing! Of course he can also go to a bar, if they even exist here, to find someone but its more fun here.

Kurt parks his car in the parking lot before taking his bag and getting out. He takes out a smoke and lights it. He hates that he needs to wait until he gets out of the house to smoke, but he cant let his father know about this.

He takes a few drags, just enjoying the feeling, before going towards the main entrance.

A couple of heads turns his way while he walks down the halls. It might be because he is new, or maybe because he is smoking inside, which he knows is illegal but dont give a fuck about. But whatever reason they had, Kurt didnt care.

Some looks scared, much to Kurts amusement, and some looks at him with a disgusted face. But the second Kurt glares at them, they quickly turn back to their friends or books, pretending that they didnt look.

One guy was looking at him and this got Kurts attention. He had dark curly hair and hazel eyes. And he looked quiet muscular under his football jacket. The second they cough eyes and Kurt winked, the guy looked away.

So fucking gay, Kurt thinks to himself and smirks.

Kurt walks over to the secretary, still with his smoke between his lips.

She is a middle age woman with short black hair. You can see she isnt willing to admit she is getting old by all the make-up and clothes she is wearing.

He coughs to get her attention and she quickly looks up.

Her face changes drastically when she sees the smoke in Kurts mouth.

"Excuse me; you cannot smoke around the school. Put it out at once!"

Kurt lift one perfect pierced eyebrow and looks at her for a second before taking one last drag and blowing the smoke in her face, he puts it out on the floor.

"Happy now, sweetheart?" he asks smugly.

The secretary just ignores him, "What can I help you with?"

"Im new here," Kurt says simply and waits for this to get over.

"Oh okay, welcome to McKinley High!" she says, but not really meaning it.

"Aw thanks! Im so happy to be here!" Kurt says sarcastically and rolls his eyes.

She just ignores him again and hands him some papers and gives him some information, before she lets him go. Finally!

He looks over his schedule.

French.

Well thats nothing big. Its the one class he knows he can actually pass.

He looks at the clock and sees he has five minutes, so he decides to go out and smoke before this depressing day begins.

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First day of school, first day of his senior year.

Blaine wakes up with a big smile on his face. This is going to be a great year; he can feel it.

Hes quarterback on the football team and hes dating a popular, kind girl, who he really likes. How can it get any better?

Blaine gets ready in no time, eager to get to school. He puts on his football jacket before going downstairs.

It might seem weird that Blaine is so happy to begin school again, but his life is better at school than at home. He is the most popular guy in school, everyone loves him and he has a hot girlfriend. Yes, he hates to go to the classes, but he has to do this to get into college. At home its boring and his parents are always busy.

His parents arent home, of course, so he runs out and into his car to drive to school.

He is a little early, but he can see some of his teammates and some cheerleaders talking outside the school.

He steps out of the car and walks over to them.

They all smiles at him when they see him and some fist bump him.

"Whats up, Anderson?" Nathan Price asks.

He hasnt changed much since last year; still his dark blond hair, just a bit taller, and still those big blue eyes.

Blaine just nods a hello to everyone.

Finn Hudson, Sam Evans and Mike Chang - three football players he used to be good friends with - walk down the stairs towards them. The moment they started the glee club, he couldnt be friends with them. Well, he wanted to, but the other guys told him "we didnt hang around losers." Blaine had convinced them to at least be nice to them. They are really good football players, so they couldnt afford to lose them. That was true, but deep down; he really just liked those guys. They used to be really good friends.

But last year their friendships changed. Well he and Finn changed the most. Sam and Mike still said hello and all that, but Finn didnt even look at him. He is not sure why he hated Blaine so much. Yes, Blaine took Finns place as quarterback, but that didnt happen before now. Why did he start hating him so much at the end of last year?

Suddenly a pair of hands covers his eyes and he comes back to earth. He can hear some laughter around him, some being his friends around him and one closer to his ear.

"Guess who it is?" a voice is whispering in his ear before laughing.

The hand opens his view again and he can see some of the others rolling his eyes and some just smiling or not caring But one face is completely different than the others; Finn.

The few seconds he sees him, he is frowning and looking a bit angry, but he quickly turns around and runs up the stairs again.

He cant question it for long before his girlfriend is in front of him. Shes smiling bright and her brown eyes looking at him excitedly.

Blaine smiles back at her before she gives him a sweet chaste kiss on his lips.

"Hey," she says when she pulls away.

"Hey Rachel," Blaine says back, smiling at her before taking her hand to walk to class.

Well one thing hasnt changed. People still move out of the way when they are walking down the hall. For Blaine, it feels stupid. That he is just going to go where he wants and everyone else has to move away. Blaine has never liked it, but Rachel loves it.

Blaine rolls his eyes at that thought. Shes an attention seeker; too much at times. She loves the spotlight and would do anything to get it. She is the head Cheerio and a member of many clubs, including the glee club. Shes the only popular one that is in the club, mostly because she is head Cheerio and because shes dating Blaine.

But Rachel is nice. Well, to most of the students. She could be a bitch sometimes, but deep down she is a loving person.

They had started to date a few weeks before summer break. Blaine has never been really into Rachel, but she is nice to him, so why not try, right? And of course Rachels parents and his own are good friends, so to Blaines parents that was a good enough reason to date her.

They walk to their lockers, only a few lockers between each other. Rachel is talking about something he couldnt care less about. He looks at her, nods to pretend to be listing, when suddenly something catches his eyes.

A new student. Blaine doesnt think hes a sophomore; he looks too old for that. He is walking towards them down the hallway and he cant help himself to look at this new guy. His short, brown short hair with pink streaks framing his face is styled perfectly and he can see some piercings too. His eyes wander down and they stop immediately on the end of his gray shirt where he can see a line of pale skin. Looking up again at the boys face, he sees light blue eyes looking at him. It looks like he winks and Blaine looks away quickly.

Rachel is waving a hand in front of him and he looks at her quickly, "sorry what?"

Rachel gives him that disappointing look she gives him every time he gets busted for not paying attention.

"I said that the glee club is having a welcome back to school concert after lunch in the gym and everyone have to come and watch us!" she says excitedly, "so you are going to watch me sing!" she smiles up at her boyfriend and Blaine forces a smile. "This stupid band is after us so I cant end it with my fabulous song, but I guess its fine this time, Im sure no one will like it anyways," she says, more to convince herself.

"Thats cool…" he says and walks over to his locker to get his books.

Rachel has an amazing voice, he knows that, but he is a bit sick of always hearing it. He never sings with her though. He knows he can sing, really well actually, but if Rachel finds out, he would be forced to join the glee club, and he couldnt risk that. He liked his life and he doesnt want anything to change.

oooo

His first class is finally over so Kurt goes out for a smoke again before he is being forced inside again. He would love to just skip but he couldnt go home, where his father would be, and he doesnt know of any places to be in this fucking town.

He walks around the school ground to find a nice place to be and just killing some time when he sees a girl smoking under the bleachers. The first thing he sees is her pink hair and dark clothes, and he cant help but like her a bit already.

After one more drag he decides to just walk over to her.

She looks up when she hears him and gives him one look-over before smirking slightly. He smirks back and gives her one look-over too when he is closer. She is wearing a purple t-shirt, also cut short to show some skin, and a short black leather skirt.

"Can I help you?" She asks after a few seconds of silence.

Kurt looks up at her and smirks his flirty smirk, "Im Kurt," he says simply and gets another smoke from his pocket.

"Quinn," she says back, "so you are the new guy huh?" She looks over him one more time, and if Kurt isnt wrong, it looks like this Quinn chick likes what she sees. Well, who wouldnt?

He nods, "yeah how lucky am I to come here?" he jokes and Quinn smirks.

"It isnt actually that bad here. Well its a shit town and you cant find stupider people than here, but there is some stuff to do here."

Kurt scoffs, not believing it could be much, before taking another drag, "oh yeah? Like what?"

Quinn shrugs, "Parties and stuff. Im also in a band."

Kurt blows out the smoke and raises an eyebrow, "Band? That plays country and shit like that?"

Quinn rolls her eyes, but smirks, "No, actually were pretty good. We play at clubs and stuff. Were playing here later today so you should check it out."

"Well see," he says with a wink and a grin.

"Were gonna practice after school, so you should come and listen or whatever."

She starts walking away and Kurt follows. He cant stay out alone all day, so what else is he supposed to do?

"Where are you from?" Quinn asks after a few quiet seconds.

Kurt sighs slightly, "Just a stupid town in Maine… Portland." He looks around, "but I have to say, anything is better than this place…"

Quinn nods and walks toward the school, Kurt following after.

They decide to meet after school and after two more classes, Kurt can finally get out of there.

He walks out and sees Quinn beside a car. He walks over.

"You want a ride?" Quinn asks and opens the car door.

"I have a car. Ill just follow you," Kurt shrugs and stumps his smoke before walking to his car.

It wasnt long to whoevers house they were driving to, so they were there in five minutes. Kurt parks beside Quinns car and gets out of the car.

Why is he even doing this? Her friends are probably just some losers that think they can actually play and that it is a good band. Its probably not though. Or maybe its just a girl band playing cliché girl songs! Fuck, he didnt even think about that. He should go.

"Are you coming or not?" Quinn asks.

Kurt nods and walks after her into the house garage. Quinn doesnt look like someone who would be playing cliché girl songs though.

"Guys! I brought a guest. Hes new to Lima." Quinn says when she walks in.

Kurt walks after her with his bored look, not wanting to seem too interested.

The first guy he sees is a muscular guy with Mohawk sitting by the drums. He looks up at Kurt and looks over him twice before getting up fast.

Kurt raises an eyebrow at him before looking at the next guy. He is a little taller with brown hair and brown eyes. He looks over him and notice he is pretty muscular too, not like the Mohawk guy, but he has a fitted body. Kurt looks up again and can see him smirking slightly at him. Kurt smirks his sexiest smirk and can see this guy already drooling over him.

"Guys, this is Kurt, and Kurt, this is Puck," she points at the guy with the Mohawk, "and this is Dylan," this time pointing at the guy who is drooling over Kurt.

Kurt says a hello and pulls out a smoke "are you guys only three?"

"Used to be four, but Jason bailed out." Dylan says before finding his guitar.

Puck comes over and gives Kurt a scalding look.

"What the hell is your problem?" Kurt asks and breaths out the smoke.

Puck lays an arm around Quinn and looks over Kurt again, "So why are you here? Are you and Quinn like friends now?"

Even a deaf person could hear the jealousy in his voice and Kurt rolled his eyes, "dude, relax, Im gay."

Kurt can see Puck relax a bit and Quinn roll her eyes, "you didnt answer my question." He says pretending that was what he really was wondering about.

"I invited him, Puck, relax." Quinn says and goes over to her bass, tuning it.

Puck looks at Kurt once more before going to the drums.

"Can you play?" Dylan asks with a little smirk still there as he moves over to the mic. Hes the one singing?

Kurt nods, "Yeah some," and sits down on the couch, smoking.

"You should join, we need another one anyways," Dylan says and looks at Quinn and Puck to see if they agree.

"Lets just play a song and see what he thinks," Quinn says and they start playing.

They are actually pretty good. It reminds him of Nickelback of some sort – but better. Dylan is a great singer and everyone plays well. He didnt really expect this; he thought this would be some stupid teenagers thinking they had a talent but really sucked. Kurt can see that isnt the case.

They finish the song and all of them nod in approval.

"Were much better now," Puck says with a big smile.

"What do you think?" Quinn asks and everyone looks at Kurt.

Kurt nods, "Its actually pretty good."

They all smile at him, even Puck. Maybe he has forgotten all about what he thought a few minutes ago.

"So what can you play? And can you sing?" Quinn asks.

Kurt finishes his smoke, "I play guitar and no, I dont sing."

Quinn nods, "well, are you good? Like Dylan said, we need another member."

"Yeah Im good enough. Give me the tabs and Ill learn it in no time. I have a guitar at home," Kurt shrugs.

Dylan smirks and gives him notes of two songs, "Can you be ready for tonight? Would be cool if you could play at the assembly at school."

"Shouldnt he practice a bit more than just a few hours? We dont even know how good he is," Puck says and walks to stand beside Quinn.

Kurt smirks and walks over to Dylan, "Well maybe I should show you then."

He moves a bit too close to Dylan, who seems to like it, and takes his guitar. Kurt starts to play a guitar solo he learned a few years ago and watches everyone watching him with big impressed eyes. Kurt grins, nailing his solo.

"So can I play with you guys tonight?" He looks at the sheets, "this looks easy enough."

"Be back in three hours, we need to go through them before we go to the school," Quinn says and Kurt nods, giving Dylan his guitar and walks out.

Kurt opens the car door when Dylan comes after him, "hey! Do you need any help? I could come with you."

Kurt grins, "Ill be fine." He winks and gets in the car.

Cant play too east to get, Kurt thinks as he drives home. God he is so desperate. Kurt smirks at that and cant wait to tease this guy. Kurt liked nothing more than guys begging for him.

Kurt had been playing for almost three hours now, and he almost knew it without looking. Kurt had never been interested in joining a band and not this one either. But it could be cool and Dylan was a hot peace of ass he needed to have at one point. So why not? Like Quinn had said and Kurt could see at the moment he got in this hellhole, is that its not much to do here.

Kurt packs his guitar down and runs down the stairs as his father comes down. He has plans to just walk pass him, saying he is going out and walking out the door, but his father stops him.

"Where are you going with your guitar? Thought you didnt play anymore, or is that just the piano?"

Kurt sighs, "Im in a band, so we are playing at this stupid thing at school, and Ive never stopped playing guitar. Piano is not my thing."

"Youre in a band? Since when?" Burt frowns, looking at his son.

"Since now, so I have to go," Kurt opens the door.

"Okay, well dont be too late and-"

Kurt just shuts the door, not wanting to hear what his father has to say.

Kurt drives to the house again, remembering that he doesnt know whose house it is, and parks at the same spot. He jumps out of the car and walks into the garage again, interrupting the others rehearsing.

"Can you play it?" Puck asks as soon as he sees Kurt.

"Of course I can play this, Im good, remember?" Kurt rolls his eyes with a smirk and finds his guitar.

They practice for half an hour before they need to drive to the school. Kurt still thinks its stupid that they have to play at this school, but Quinn says it might help them. Kurt cant really see why though. How can some annoying teenagers help them?

Puck and Quinn ride in her car while Kurt takes his own with Dylan. Kurt said he should take the ride with Quinn and Puck, but he really wanted to be in the same car as Kurt. This was really pathetic though. It couldnt be more obvious that Dylan likes Kurt, and of course Kurt was going to take advantage of that but that didnt mean it had to let him after a few hours. He could always play some and Kurt loved that. When the guy wasnt a challenge, it had to be some fun before he got what he wanted.

"So how long have you played guitar?" Dylan asks, looking at Kurt.

Kurt looks at the road as he shrugs, "Since I was a kid I guess."

Kurts phone buzzes in his pocket, but ignores it.

Dylan nods and looks out of the car window. No one says anything, but Kurt doesnt care. It was good with some quietness.

"Do you have any plans after the concert?" Dylan asks, not looking at Kurt.

A smirk comes when Kurt looks at Dylan, "Nothing special, did you have something on your mind?" he teases.

"Yeah, just if you wanted to do something or go somewhere, nothing special. I dont know; I just dont feel like going home." He shrugs.

Kurt nods and parks the car; "Ill think about it," he winks and gets out of the car. Dylan comes out of the car too and both of them take out their guitars.

They walk in to the school and Quinn tells Kurt that they are going on after the glee club with her eyes rolling. Kurt sighs, glee club? Who even does that?

They put their instruments backstage and walk out to the theater, where many have already found a seat. They find a seat not too far away from the stage so they can quickly get ready. And of course Dylan has to sit beside Kurt. This was getting too ridiculous for Kurt; had this guy never been laid and was that desperate?

Kurt shakes his head a bit and looks to the right to look at the other people here. First thing he notices are a bunch of guys with red jackets. The guy from this morning was sitting there. He looked bored as hell and he was looking around, not caring what his friends had to say. They catch each others eyes again, but this time he doesnt look away and blushes like a virgin. He just looks at Kurt and of course he looks back. Shit, he is hot.

Kurt smirks at him and is about to wink when he looks away. Well this should be fun, Kurt thinks with a grin. The grin goes away though when the glee club starts singing.

Kurt rolls his eyes when he hears the song they are singing. They couldnt find anything better than One Direction? Not like Kurt was listing to them. He had just heard them on the radio once. Kurt sinks in his seat and tries to not listing to them sing, but its not working that well.

When the song is finally over and Kurt is ready to get up and make some real music, a short brunette starts singing. Kurt sighs and sits back down in his chair, seeing Dylan smirk at him.

Kurt has never heard that song before, and he would be happy if that was still the case. This club sucked. They had the talent, but the songs… who the hell picks these songs?

When she was done, Kurt and the others hurry backstage and get their instruments. Puck sits down by the drums and the two others find their mics. Dylan stands in the middle and Kurt stands on his left side and Quinn on the other side. Kurt strums his guitar strings and gets ready. Quinn grins at Kurt with a lets kill this look and Kurt winks back at her. Yes, lets kill this.

The curtains opens again and everyone in silence. Kurt wants to laugh at all the boring faces that are looking at them, but then Puck is starting to count down.

1, 2, 3, 4

And we start.

Kurt gets totally into it and plays it better than he did in the garage, nodding his head with the beat. When Dylan starts to sing the course, some of the audience starts clapping and cheering. Kurt grins at this and continues playing. This was a weird feeling, nothing he has felt before. It felt… good just playing music for people.

Kurt looks up and starts his guitar solo; his fingers running over the strings like theyve been doing this for years and Kurt doesnt even have to look, his fingers simply comply.

He can see the boy in the red jacket looking at him and nodding his head a little with the beat too. It looks like he enjoys it, but dont want anyone to see it. Kurt looks away this time, since the song is over and a new one starts.

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"Are you excited to hear me sing?" Rachel says after she had used the ten minutes it took from Blaines to warm up for the concert.

Blaine had been listing to her voice nonstop since they got in the car and was starting to feel the need to strangle her than to hear her for another minute.

"Of course," Blaine says trying to sound excited.

She smiles and starts singing again. Blaine sighs and tries to focus on the road. Only one more block away and she has to go to the others and Blaine can get away from her for an hour.

Blaine isnt sure why this is starting to bother him this much now, she have always been like this. She always got super annoying around a solo or something important. They had stayed at Blaines house after school and Rachel hadnt said a word to him since she had to save her voice. So they had watched two movies and not saying anything to each other. It was good when Rachel didnt say too much, but it was annoying when she didnt say anything. If she could just find a mix of both, not too much and not too little, it would be so much better.

Blaine parks the car and gets out, sighing in relief. Rachel jumps out of the car and runs over to kiss Blaines cheek.

"Wish me luck; have to go get ready for my solo now. See you after," and then shes gone.

Blaine walks in and finds a seat. Not long after, most of the football team is sitting with Blaine. He isnt listing to them, just waiting for this thing to be over. Blaine looks around and his eyes catch the same guy that was in the hallway. Blaine looks back and he can see that stupid grin of his come in view. Blaine looks a few seconds more before he turns away. What was his deal? Why is he smirking at Blaine all the time? And wink? He didnt think Blaine was gay, right?

The glee club starts singing and Blaine tires to pay attention since he know Rachel will ask him about it later, but right now he couldnt.

Blaine looks at the guy again. He couldnt think Blaine was gay, no one could. Blaine is with Rachel, so no one would think that. And it wasnt like Blaine doubted himself. Maybe he didnt think Rachel was the most attractive girl, but he liked her. She could be fun to be with at times. And maybe he didnt feel that much when they kissed, but maybe that was just how it was to kiss. He has never kissed anyone else, so maybe Rachel just wasnt a very good kisser. But he wasnt gay.

Rachel starts her solo so Blaine decides to try to listen to it. Rachel would be mad at him for days if he said he didnt listen. And like all the other times, she killed it.

New Direction was finished and Blaine was glad he could finally go home again, but then suddenly the curtains opens again and there he is, standing on stage with three others. Still in the same clothes, still with his pink hair, still wearing the grin he had sent his way two times today, holding a guitar.

They start playing and theyre amazing. Many in the audience seem to think so too and they start cheering and clapping. Blaine smiles and looks at his teammates. They dont seem to like it much though. Blaine slightly nods his head to the beat and looks at him playing the guitar.

He was good, like really good. He plays his solo and almost everyone cheers. Blaine looks at where Rachel and the other New Directions are sitting and sees she doesnt look happy at all. Some of the others are cheering with everyone else and that seems to make Rachel even more pissed.

Blaine isnt sure why he likes seeing Rachel this mad, but he does. And this music was a lot better than what they had just been singing.

They finish their two songs and bows. Quinn and Puck throw out some paper and everyone tries to catch one. Blaine looks around at them and notices one is lying beside his foot. He picks it up and looks at it. It wasnt anything special really, just written a time, date and place. It looks like they are playing at the only club that is for teenagers in this town next week.

Blaine looks up at the band again, and sees the new guy and the rest walk off stage. Maybe he should go next week, only because he likes the band, nothing else. Maybe some of the other guys want to come too. But they were really good, so why not go? Hes sure he isnt the only one going. He looks around again and sees everyone reading the little note and talking about them.

Everyone starts walking out and Blaine follows his teammates, still holding the paper.

"What did you think of them Blaine?" Nathan asks when they get outside.

The others say a goodbye and walks to their cars, only leaving Nathan and Blaine alone.

Blaine nods, "I liked them." He looks at Nathan, "what did you think?"

Nathan nods too and smiles, "I liked them too. It doesnt look like the others seemed so happy about it though. Probably because theyre afraid they will get more popular than us."

Blaine rolls his eyes slightly, "Yeah, well I doubt that will happen."

Nathan shrugs and looks down at the paper in Blaines hand, "Whats that? Is that what they were throwing out?"

Blaine looks down at the paper, "yeah, they are playing at the club next week. I was thinking of maybe going, but Im not so sure anymore."

"Why dont we go? Its just a band, nothing dangerous."

Blaine thinks about it for a moment, "yeah why not? Itll be cool."

Nathan smiles, "okay, great! I should get going, but see you tomorrow."

Blaine nods and sees Rachel come running towards them, "see you later dude."

Nathan walks off and Rachel comes over smiling, "hey!"

Blaine smiles. "Hey, you seem happy, whats going on?"

Rachel shrugs, "I cant be happy with my boyfriend?"

"Of course," Blaine says trying to smile, but her mouth touches his before he can.

Usually she pulls back at this moment, but it didnt look like she was this time, she only deepens the kiss, and Blaine lets her.

Blaine feels someone watching, so he opens his eyes as Rachel sucks on his bottom lip slightly. The first thing Blaine sees is him. He is standing by the wall, smoking. He is staring at Blaine and grins slightly when their eyes meet. Blaine isnt sure why, but he just keeps looking while he is making out with Rachel. It did feel a bit wrong to do it, but he just couldnt stop. Why couldnt he look away though? Its just a stupid guy he didnt even know the name of.

The guy from the band Dylan, Blaine thinks his name is, comes over to the new guy. He is still looking at Blaine and from what Blaine can see; his eyes are getting darker by the minute. Dylan is standing really close, but it doesnt look like the guy minds it at all. He leans down to say something and suddenly the new guy thrown away his smoke and grabs Dylan, pushing him against the wall, to kisses him.

Feeling bad to even look this long, Blaine closes his eyes again and focuses on Rachel. But this just feels wrong now, so Blaine pulls away.

"Whats wrong?" Rachel asks.

Blaine frowns, "nothing! Whats going on with you? You are so…" he cant find the right words, but Rachel smiles.

She presses her body against Blaines and whispers against his mouth, "are you saying you dont like it?"

Okay this was getting weird; she never acted like this. And they hadnt even been dating for long, so she wasnt supposed to say stuff like this right?

"I didnt mean that," Blaine whispers back, but cant look Rachel in the eyes.

That was a lie; he did mean that. He didnt like this Rachel it was just too weird.

Rachel smiles and pulls away. "Come on, lets go."

She gets in Blaines car. "Where are we going?" Blaine asks when he gets in too.

"Well you are home alone for a few days right? And I told my dads that I was sleeping over at Mercedes. So I can come with you."

Blaine looks at Rachel for a few seconds with big eyes. Did she mean…?

Blaine just nods and drives off.