The rest of the morning, Kurt didn't see Blaine "the Greek God" Anderson, but he definitely heard all about him.

"He was only in my class for 10 minutes and he was sent to principle Figgins," Mercedes said during the lunch break. She looked around the table with a facial expression that all but screamed that boy is trouble. Oh man, if they only knew...

"Really?" Kurt asked in disbelief, his drama classes being put to good use. Of course he wasn't really surprised but it wouldn't hurt if he represented himself naïve about the new boy, as he hadn't told Mercedes about the very... entertaining meet and greet in the car park. Kurt played with the salad in front of him as he listened to Tina, who had joined them in the middle of Mercedes rant.

"Apparently," Tina stage whispered, looking around as if an outsider was listening in on the conversation and leaning closer to everyone. The rest of the table drew near in response, "I heard he was kicked out of Dalton because he set fire to their tool shed from smoking."

"It really wouldn't surprise me if he did!" Rachel chimed in, leaning back in her chair as Finn stuffed his face with the contents of his plate. Quinn's face fell, shaking her head in disagreement.

"Really guys?" Quinn asked as she picked at her sandwich, "Why not welcome the new guy instead of piercing your rumors at him. Give the kid some time."

"Well, he is quite attractive..." Kurt mumbled without any beforehand thought and looked up to see the whole table staring at him. His blush was predominant, coming at his face with full force, "What?"

"I thought you said you haven't seen him before," Mercedes said, squinted her eyes in a knowing way.

"I saw him arrive on his motorcycle this morning," Kurt replied as he glanced down at his salad, trying not to think about that morning.

"Hmm..." Mercedes hummed with an ever growing suspicion, "What aren't you tell me white boy?"

"Nothing really," Kurt said, keeping his eyes down at his salad as if it was suddenly very interesting. Kurt braced himself for another question from Mercedes but when he did not hear her prying answers out of him, he looked up to see what was wrong. Mercedes was turned around in her seat looking at something and Kurt follower her line of view. Everyone was staring at the new kid. Mike and Sam walked straight pass him, but Kurt could tell they were studying him with their peripheral vision. Mike sat down next to Tina as Sam sat next to Mercedes. Everyone at the table looked back down at their lunches.

But not Kurt. Instead, he admired the new kids confidence and as Blaine smirked, winking at Kurt, his heart fluttered in his chest. He rapidly turned fast and ducked his head again, trying to hide his blush. "Kurt, are you alright?" Rachel asked, looking straight at Kurt.

"Yeah, it's just a little hot in here," he said with a small fake laugh.

"Really, white boy? Or do you have your eye on someone?" Mercedes chimed in, giggling softly with her eyebrow raised.

"Nope," Kurt coughed as he glanced back around to see where Blaine had gone off too. When he could not see him, he decided to go look for him. For some reason, he felt a pull towards this new transfer student. Kurt knew it was not the most idealistic plan, but something about Blaine was too interesting to pass up going after him. It drew Kurt to him, like a moth to a flame.

"I'll see you guys in class?" Kurt asked as he stood up swiftly and headed off without waiting for a response.

As Kurt walked out into the halls, he spotted Blaine sitting by himself reading a book. With a shake of the head, Kurt started towards Blaine. He was taken aback by Blaine interest in the book, and got the sudden urge to see what book had him so enraptured. As he started to walk straight toward Blaine, a hand reached out and grabbed him, nearly making him jump out of his skin. He was whirled around by none other than - "Oh my God, Noah! Don't do that to me!" Kurt said as he grasped at his chest, shaken. The bullying here is at quite a high rate for Kurt, leaving him on the edge all the time. It really sucked.

"Sorry Hummel, Mercedes sent me to spy on you," Puck said as he looked peered behind Kurt, looking straight at Blaine, "Ah, so you do have a man in mind."

"No, actually I was just going over there, being the nice person I am, and seeing if he would like to sit with us tomorrow at lunch," Kurt reasoned, crossing his arms and giving Puck his best bitch face.

"Ha," Puck laughed sarcastically at Kurt, "And Hummel gets action with Berry. Yeah, that's hilarious. Look, I saw you two this morning," Puck added, a playful smirk upon his face with a nod following behind it, "That was quite the way to say hello." Kurt literally wished the earth would open up right now and swallow him up. Actually, that would be perfect, thanks. But Kurt kept up his pride, acting as if it didn't bother him at all.

Nope. Not one bit.

"Jealous are we? Or adding Blaine's pickup lines to your playbook?" Kurt questioned with a smirk as he shrugged Pucks arm off his shoulder.

"Oh, it's definitely going to be added to my playbook," Puck semi-laughed. What came next was a little more serious for the Puck everyone knew and loved, "But be careful Hummel, he might eat you up and spit you out." With one last, final nod, he walked off.

"Noah, please don't tell Mercedes!" Kurt shouted after Puck. Puck just laughed, shaking his head.

"I thought his name was Puck?" A voice appeared over Kurt's shoulder and Kurt swore, he jumped three feet in the air. He turning around rapidly, he came face to face with Blaine's oh-so-signature smirk. At least this time he wasn't staring at Kurt's ass.

"Do you have a habit of sneaking up on people or is that just you?" Kurt snapped as he waited for his heart rate to slow down, breathing deeply.

Blaine leaned in closer to Kurt and Fuck, there goes the human heart rate idea out the window. With smooth composer, Blaine whispered in his ear, "Only with you," sending shivers down Kurt's spine. 

God, was there anything he couldn't do sexy? Kurt thought inwardly. Blaine leaned back, starting to walk off.

"Hey, where are you going?" Kurt yelled after him.

"I'm late," He said with a smirk as he turned around to look at Kurt, "I'm late for a very important date. See you around, Hummel." he added with a wink, stalking off in the opposite direction.

Well, shit.