'Why did I smile? What's happening to me?' Blaine kept asking himself on his way to Biology class. He had been so full of courage before and now he was arguing with his inner voice. 'It was something in his eyes. He felt guilty'

'Are you talking to yourself again, Blaine?'

He really needed to stop thinking out loud. 'Is that song I've been practicing… I told you, Wes'

'But you don't seem to be singing, there's no rhythm, no rhyme, no nothing. I don't believe you. If there's something that's bothering you, you know you can—'

'Everything's fine, Wes, I'm just tired. That's all' said Blaine as he hurried into the classroom before Mr. Harrison entered.

As a new semester was beginning, they were supposed to be partnered up for lab. He sat down in an empty table, waiting for his teacher to call the roll and assign each of them a partner for the rest of the year. As he thought on how bad his Monday had finally turned, he saw Kurt Hummel enter the class with a piece of paper in his hand. He showed it to Mr. Harrison.

'Well class, let's welcome our newest student. Introduce yourself to the class, Kurt' said the teacher, as Kurt stood there, tapping his foot. Kurt met Blaine's eyes.

'I-I'm Kurt Hummel, I'm sixteen years old and I transferred from William McKinley High School, in Lima' He waited. 'Is that enough, Mr. Harrison?' he asked shyly.

Mr. Harrison was the only teacher who was interested in his students' life 'outside Dalton', as he used to call it.

'Tell us about your life outside Dalton. Or, well, outside McKinley!'

Blaine couldn't take his eyes off Kurt, as he was standing in a similar way to a ballet dancer, although he couldn't hide his discomfort. Wasn't he in Glee club? Shouldn't he be all opened up and diva-esque? 'Maybe that's just Rachel's way of behaving' he thought. He took a mental picture of Kurt. His hair was styled in a sort of rockabilly way. He looked so cute and fragile in his Dalton uniform.

'I was on McKinley's Glee Club, New Directions. I'm keen on shopping and designing clothes' he looked at Mr. Harrison, expecting a 'Well Kurt sit down' but by the look in the man's eye he wasn't finished. 'Tell us about your family Kurt, do you live with your parents?'

Blaine kept looking at Kurt. Kurt took a moment and breathed heavily. 'I used to live with my dad, but he re-married to Carole who has a son, Finn, so they moved in with us. My mom died when I was eight' he swallowed hard. He took a moment as if holding the tears. Blaine didn't know that Kurt's mom had passed away. He just thought that he had left Kurt's father. Now that he thought about it he remembered how sad Kurt was when they were eight. How sad Kurt still is.

Kurt didn't wait for Mr. Harrison to tell him to sit down. He grabbed his stuff, and sat at the only empty table left.

'Well, interesting story Kurt. I hope you enjoy your time here at Dalton. Okay, let's pair up! As I call your name and your teammate's, you'll sit down at one of the tables. Everybody stand up, let's begin!'

Blaine stopped looking at Kurt only to focus on what Mr. Harrison had just said. He stood up and went as far away from Kurt as he could.

'All right guys. Trent and Jeff. Max and Taylor. Thomas and Matt. Blaine…' The teacher stopped talking, as if deciding with whom he would put Blaine.

'This is going to be the hardest year ever' Blaine thought after he heard who his partner was.

'Blaine I'm going to pair you up with Kurt. You are the most advanced student here and you can help him if he doesn't understand something'

Neither of the two boys moved from his spot in the classroom.

'C'mon guys, hurry! We need to start with today's topic: the heart's functioning'

They sat down. Blaine moved his chair as far away as he could from Kurt. He chuckled 'the heart's functioning. Maybe we should analyze mine, because I don't think it is beating' he said to himself. He looked at Kurt through the corner of his eye. Kurt was young, na�ve and lost, he could tell. He used to be that boy.

Blaine took out his book and notebook. He glanced at Kurt who had only taken his folder and had raised his hand.

'Yes, Mr. Hudlem. What do you need?'

'It's Hummel. Mr. Harrison I still haven't bought my books. I'm so sorry I arrived this morning and didn't have time to pick the list from the library. I'm truly sorry, I promise I will bring them for next class', Kurt over apologized.

'Don't worry Mr. Hummel; you can share it with Mr. Anderson-Berry. That's why I partnered you up! Open in page 75 where it says "Atria, Ventricles and Valves".

Blaine was now obliged to move his chair closer to Kurt's. He opened the book where the teacher said and made a sign to Kurt.

'Are you going to come near me or are you going to read from afar?' asked Blaine sternly. Kurt took his chair and placed it next to Blaine's, almost as if they were glued. 'Shit, I didn't mean near me. Oh, well his face is super close to mine. His eyes are grey now. He smells so nice. Is it lavender? Maybe if I lean closer… I'll look like a creep. That's what's going to happen. You are better than this Blaine, focus on the book'
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Kurt couldn't stop moving. He was so nervous. He was sitting next to Blaine who, every now and then, gave him this look as if he was scanning him. He wasn't comfortable, that's for sure. 'What's happening to me? I'm a good actor. I can pretend I'm not melting at his sight. Get a grip Kurt!'

Mr. Harrison explained, pointing at a huge chart 'The human heart has four chambers, two superior atria and two inferior ventricles. The atria are the receiving chambers and the ventricles are the discharging chambers. Trent, pay attention! As I was saying, the pathway of blood through the human heart consists of a pulmonary circuit and a systemic circuit'

Every time the teacher said heart, Kurt felt a sting. His heart was beating so fast as Blaine's fingers moved along the book, then tapping the table, even when Blaine yawned he found it to be the cutest thing he had ever seen. He really thought he was loosing it. Since he got to Dalton, Blaine had given him nothing but crap.

'Deoxygenated blood flows through the heart in one direction, entering through the superior vena cava into the right atrium and is pumped through the tricuspid valve into the right ventricle before being pumped out through the pulmonary valve to the pulmonary arteries into the lungs. It returns-Mr. Anderson-Berry are you listening to anything I'm saying? I've had enough of your loud yawns and the little noises you are making against the table. You are distracting me and more importantly you are distracting the class. May I continue?' continued.

Kurt took this moment of Blaine's distraction to really look at the boy beside him. He was exotically beautiful. He had never seen someone like him; he was one of a kind. Earlier, in the Warbler's performance, he listened to Blaine's voice. 'He sings like a dream' was the only accurate description Kurt could found. But he was immediately crushed by the song's lyrics. He hadn't thought about it yet.

At that moment, Blaine had set his eyes on Kurt's. He had never felt so… invaded. He shivered at the thought and felt Blaine's movement. Suddenly he was kicked in the calf.

'What's wrong with you?' he whispered to Blaine.

'Nothing's wrong with me. Is something wrong with you?' he replied. Kurt couldn't believe this was actually happening. Blaine was acting like a child.

'Of course not. Just… stop kicking me, okay? Let's just share this book for today and for the rest of the year you don't have to even look at me', Kurt's heart started beating faster, his blood was boiling.

'It was not my intention to kick you. It was just collateral damage. I was trying to move away from you', Kurt hold back the tears. 'Why can't I just be mad at him, like a normal person would? I always cry whenever I'm mad. What the hell is wrong with me?' Kurt was frozen. He looked straight at Blaine, rage flowing through his eyes.

'Don't… cry. Please' Blaine said, pleadingly. The bell rang and Blaine rushed out of the classroom, leaving again a surprised Kurt behind.