“So… how’s it going with you and Blaine?” Rachel asked, her eyebrows waggling suggestively.

Kurt sighed, “You make it sound like there is a me and Blaine. Nothing’s happening,”

“Well,” Rachel continued, pressing the issue. She loved playing matchmaker. “I heard that him and his girlfriend aren’t together anymore and you too looked pretty cute together in PE the other day,” Kurt shrugged. We was feeling quite low today, on his way to class one of his classmates shoved him with his shoulder as he walked past, yelling “Watch it Hummel.” Kurt didn’t consider himself weak or a victim but the amount of people at this school that disliked him for no proper reason definitely outweigh the amount of people that cared. Kurt sighed and grabbed his bag, walking out of the class as the bell rang. Rachel trailed behind looking hopeful. She was far too invested in this for Kurt’s liking. “I don’t know Rachel, I’m not interested in pursuing someone who doesn’t really care for me.” Rachel nodded but Kurt doubted she would let this go very easily. He hadn’t known her for very long but he already knew that when she had an idea in her head, she would move heaven and earth to make it happen.

They both wondered to their next class, English, and made their way to their seats. Rachel sat at the front with her friends and Kurt preferred the back, where he sat by himself like he did in every class. He couldn’t help but feel a little more isolated from his peers day by day but kept reminding himself that it was mostly his doing. Kurt had pulled out his schoolbook and was doodling pointlessly on the cover when he heard the chair beside him scraping as it was dragged out from underneath the desk. Kurt was surprised, no one bothered to sit with him usually. He turned his head to the left to see Blaine take the seat beside him and started to get out his stationary for the class. Kurt just stared at him. What was he doing? Did he want to be picked on by the class as well?

“Hey,” Blaine said casually, as if that was his usual seat.

“Um, hi,” replied Kurt. “What are you, I mean, um, why are you sitting here? Don’t you want to sit by your friends?” Blaine shrugged,

“Nah, they’re being lame. And I wanted a change of scenery.” The teacher started her class then and Kurt and Blaine were silent for the lesson, working comfortably beside each other. For the first time that day, Kurt cracked a smile. He felt right, sitting next to Blaine. Like it was his place. Unfortunately, the class didn’t agree and kept sneaking shocked glances at the pair. Kurt was starting to get annoyed, can’t they just mind their own business!? Kurt was happy to get through high school with invisibility; the only people noticing him were his friends and no one else caring what he did or where he sat with. But apparently he was stuck with a group of nosey peers. Kurt tried to shoot fierce glares at anyone who looked at him but it didn’t impede the looks. Blaine didn’t seem to really notice, his head was bent down and he was taking notes in his book. Kurt wished he could shrug it off just as easily.

Once class let out, Rachel was back at Kurt's side. “Okay,” She announced, “I’ve got a plan.”

Kurt rolled his eyes at the determined girl but let her continue. “What if I date Blaine and then dump him and you can be his shoulder to cry on, and then he will realise how much he likes you and you will live happily ever after.” Kurt laughed at the ridiculousness of her idea. “First of all Rachel, there is no such thing as a happily ever after and secondly, I appreciate the dedication but I am fine. What will happen will happen.” Rachel looked disappointed,

“Okay Kurt, I understand, it’s your life but the offer still stands.” She flounced away and rejoined her friends.

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Later that day Kurt was heading to the library, while he sat most days with Rachel and her friends, he felt like he was bothering them and today with his gloomy attitude he decided he just needed some time with his books. But on the way he ran into some classmates, Dave and Azimo. They were friends with Blaine but he had never spoke to them, they looked kind of intimidating. But they were coming right towards him so he stood frozen, hoping they wouldn’t bump into their shoulder again. Kurt decided before they got to close to just put his head down and keep walking, unfortunately they noticed him anyway. “Hummel,” Dave yelled, “You piece of shit. Nobody cares about you, Blaine just pities you because you are a loner.” And with that they looked at him snidely then walked away. Kurt had tears in his eyes as he kept walking toward the library, his safe place. He hoped it wasn’t true, about Blaine pitying him, although he didn’t doubt it, how could he? He wasn’t interesting or attractive. Before he walked into the library entrance he looked to his left and saw Blaine standing there, conflict on his face. Had he seen or heard the exchange? Probably. Kurt wondered what he was thinking. Kurt paused to see if Blaine would come over to talk to him but he just turned and rejoined his friends without looking again in Kurt's direction. Kurt sighed, his shoulders sinking forward as he hunched over himself in protection and comfort and dragged his feet as he made his way into the library.

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That night Kurt lay on his bed on his back, looking blankly at the ceiling. He was thinking about Blaine with tears running down his face. He felt alone. And then he remembered that warmth in his chest, the excitement and happiness he feels when Blaine is near. He thought about class that day, how close Blaine was, how we went out of his way to sit beside Kurt. Their arms brushing against each other’s as they worked. Kurt smiled, remembering Blaine’s smile. He smiled, the image of Blaine burning into his retina’s as he fell asleep.