Blaine Anderson couldn't think of a way to describe himself. His thick rimmed glasses that perched on the end of his nose ever so gently that it made a cascade of shadow that fluttered over his ever so flawless skin. The black mess of curls that sat upon his head was trimmed shorter on the side creating the slightest edge of a Mohawk but still revealing the madness that emitted from his skull. His body was tanned and toned, these tight t-shirts he liked to wear revealing the slight bumbs as ridges that mapped across his abdomen. He was short; not midget but slightly smaller than your average male. Blaine Anderson was gorgeous. But Blaine Anderson was also un-noticeable compared to his best friend.

Kurt Hummel was tall and lean and the clear muscles that peaked out from his shirt defining his stomach was the slightest six-pack that made rivers of shadows slither along his abdomen. His skin was snow white and as flawless as a fresh piece of paper, the smallest hint of freckles swarming around his t-zone. And then his cheshunt brown hair that always sat so carefully on his head with no sign of hairspray yet it never lost hits height. His fashion sense was impeccable, designer clothes mixed with sale finds creating the pure genius that was Kurt Hummel.

Whenever said two walked through the hallways people stopped dead; it was hard not to stare, compared to the bleak naive children that currently inhabited the halls of McKinley this pair were role models and sex course everyone knew the pair were gay but still; One could never be sure if they wanted to be them; or be in them.

But this duo was also well known for their misbehavior. Blaine Anderson loved to create trouble; whether it was whipping out his lighter and a 12 pack and lighting a few or just generally being an ass to people. And Kurt Hummel loved to flirt; the batting eyelashes and the softest of touches upon your thigh rising to that little dent leading into your crotch. Yes, Kurt Hummel loved to tease. But none of the teachers could say a word; their levels were impeccable A's and A*'s conquered their reports in every subject.

There was also one thing no one knew about Blaine Anderson though.

He was completely and utterly hopelessly in love with Kurt Hummel.

One would say, well why don't they just date? As if its that simple, Blaine was proud so proud that he would never admit his feelings to anyone even his best friend. Their Friendship had first bloomed the early years of Junior High. The hassle of changing schools and being faced with older people seemed to bring these to kids together; and the fact they both attended detentions on Fridays. They just seemed to click; one second acquaintances next best friends forever. And now they were Juniors in high school; popular and notorious

And that's where our story starts...