Kurts POV

Breadstix is full as usual still as we mention that we're Santana's friends we get a table for two immediately. "So, what type of guys do you prefer?" Rachel asks after we ordered. I blush and shrug.

"I don't know, well… Someone who is nice, funny and genuine and … " I hesitate. "Someone who cares " Rachel nods understandingly. "How about that guy?" She points discreetly on a guy sitting across the room. He has wavy dark blonde hair - natural, obviously - and is quite good looking. Across his table sits an even better looking person - a girl with dark brown hair, braided. He holds her hand and then they start kissing. "For some reason I don't think he plays for my team" "Oh. Well, don't look at me like that, she could have been his sister!"

We play the game "How about that guy?" for a while when she finally gives up.

"Wow, you really are selective" "Just because I want someone who is gay?" "Well, you know what I mean. This is tougher than I thought." Suddenly the light dims

"What's happening?" "And now", the old waitress Mrs Cazear, begins with a monotone voice "the Dalton Academy's Warblers. Have fun" Rachel wrinkles her nose "Dalton Academy's Warblers? That's a Glee club. Perfect opportunity to spy on the competition for Sectionals" There's a bunch of guys standing in dark blue blazers. Oh - no, it's a formation they're all surrounding another guy who isn't as tall as them wearing the same blazer. His hair is dark brown just like his puppy like eyes embraced by long dark lashes. His triangle shaped eyebrows have the same colour and I wonder if he had ever been made fun of.

He smiles cockily as he takes the mic "We are the Warblers. And we're gonna rock your world" "As if" Rachel mutters. His voice is deep yet melodic even when he talks. His face looks like he's used to smiling and laughing - he has the perfect face for a smile. Suddenly shocked about how much I noticed in this short amount of time I lay back waiting for the show to begin. What makes you beautiful by that new hot boy band One Direction starts playing

You're insecure
Don't know what for
You're turning heads
When you walk through the do-o-or

He makes a weird gesture with his head as if to try to nod at everyone in the room which looks both: awfully arrogant and awfully precious at the same time.

The boys start dancing and soon it becomes a real show. Rachel keeps saying something under her breath that sounds like curses but I don't even hear her - The only thing I can focus on is that guy and his performance. Um, I mean the warblers and their performance.

So c-come on
You got it wrong
To prove I'm right I put it in a so-o-ong

I swear in that moment he looked right into my eyes and I look away as if I got caught with my hands in the cookie jar

I don't know why
You're being shy

Seriously?
And turn away when I look into your ey-e-es.

Oh my this real life?He's talking to me! Talking to me while singing!
Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you

Wake up, stupid, these are the lyrics I tell myself. As if he meant you. As if.

Baby you light up my world like nobody else
He's such a good dancer. He moves swiftly and you can see he loves what he's doing.
If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately

He's such a good singer. He sings with his heart, you can feel it. A lot of artists have the voice, the looks and maybe even the brains still if you can't believe what he's singing all of these things are useless.
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful

He's perfect.