For the next few hours Kurt couldn't take his mind off of one mysterious Blaine Anderson. He would see curly hair in his peripheral vision and would automatically look over, just in case it was the beautiful, strange boy.

Sadly, he didn't seem to share any classes with Blaine but that didn't mean he could never see him during school, this much was evident as Kurt stayed back after class to avoid the after school rush and maybe have some time alone to collect his belongings and thoughts, instead of being harassed by Karofsky and/or any other of the football meatheads.

Kurt had finally gotten his wish, as he was collecting a few belongings from his locker in the seemingly empty hallway he heard a slam from behind him, he turned around out of curiosity. He knew he probably shouldn't in case it was one of the jocks, he really didn't need anymore trouble on his first day after all. The person he was expecting the least however, was Blaine Anderson, which was exactly the person now leaning against a locker and staring directly into Kurt's eyes.

"Uh… hello." Kurt said, barely above a whisper.

Blaine didn't answer, just carried on staring.

"You're Blaine right?" Kurt tried again to communicate with this strange boy.

Blaine just nodded in response, not once taking his gaze off the blue eyed boy in front of him.

A few moments passed, with both boys just staring intently at each other. Kurt didn't know whether to say goodbye and walk off or stay and stare at this beautiful creature forever.

Finally, Blaine spoke. "You're not from around here are you?"

Kurt slightly jumped in shock, it was the first time he had heard Blaine's voice. He wasn't expecting to hear such a seductive sounding voice, well he guessed it would match the boy's looks after all.

"I… I uh yeah. I'm from New York, me and my dad just moved here last week." Kurt managed to control himself to get out a sentence.

Blaine nodded again, once again his gaze not leaving Kurt. By this point Kurt was beginning to feel uncomfortable under the intensity of Blaine's stare, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't seem to move away; or look away from those hazel orbs.

"I'm Kurt." Kurt spoke again, extending a hand; finally managing to break Blaine's gaze as the boy now studied Kurt's hand.

Blaine took a tentative step forward and brought his hand up to shake Kurt's. "It's nice to meet you Kurt." Blaine took Kurt's hand in his but let go just as quickly, almost like he had been burnt. Kurt furrowed his eyebrows as the other boy took a step back. "I… I have to go." Blaine murmured.

Before Kurt could protest Blaine was grabbing his bag and fleeing from the hall, leaving Kurt to stare on wondering what the hell had just happened.

That night, after the usual dinner with his dad and telling him how his day went (he didn't mention Karofsky - or Blaine for that matter) Kurt sat at his desk going through some homework, finding it hard to concentrate however when the scene from earlier kept replaying in his head. Did he realise I was gay or something? Did that creep him out? He looked like he was physically hurt from my touch…

Kurt slammed his textbook down in frustration. He needed to know why Blaine did that, hell he needed to just know Blaine. Kurt picked up his phone and scrolled down his contact list; he had gotten Rachel's, Mercedes' and Tina's number today, if he called Rachel she'd just freak out like earlier at lunch. However he didn't know Tina or Mercedes as well, he did seem to hit it off with Mercedes however. Kurt made his mind up and pressed call.

"Hey Kurt, I wasn't expecting you to call."

"I know, sorry I know we only just met today Mercedes."

"Don't worry about it, I'd rather you call than Rachel."

Kurt laughed, everyone did love Rachel but at times she was a bit…much. "I understand, actually I did call for a reason, I wanted to ask you something."

"Let me guess, you want to know about Blaine?"

"How did-"

"Trust me boy, I know."

"Oh… well can you tell me anything?"

"Not anymore than anyone at school could tell you. Blaine was in Glee Club, one of our best singers actually. Had lots of friends you know, even the popular kids liked him. Then a few months ago he just changed, quit Glee and just stopped talking, to everyone. Just sits on his own, something must have happened but no one knows what."

Kurt wasn't that surprised to hear this, he kind of made his own conclusion that this was the case. He was however shocked to find out he doesn't speak to anyone, yet spoke to Kurt earlier and spent a lot of time paying attention to him.

"So he doesn't speak to anyone?"

"Nope, other than giving the odd answer in class, he's completely shut himself off from people. It's sad really, he used to be so full of life."

"Thanks, I hope you don't think I'm creepy for asking or anything."

"Not at all, listen. Don't listen to Rachel, she's just mad that because he quit we lost at Nationals. Just don't go digging into something you can't handle okay? No one knows what happened to Blaine and maybe he has a good reason for that."

"I guess so."

"Well, goodnight Kurt. I hope whatever decision you choose to make is the best one."

"Thanks, night 'Cedes."

Kurt hung up and sighed. Regardless of the warnings Kurt still wanted to know about Blaine, he wanted to help him. Even though he didn't know exactly what he'd be helping him with.

The next week at school was un-eventful. Mainly because Blaine didn't show up at all. Kurt looked over at the table he first saw Blaine at everyday that week, expecting to see the curly haired boy, but he didn't.

Kurt decided to help his dad on the weekend at the shop in order to take his mind off of things. His dad had gone on a break and left Kurt to watch the place alone since business was slow today, Kurt was just working on a car his dad didn't quite finish yet when he heard someone enter the shop.

"I'll be with you in a minute!" He called out from underneath the car he was working on. A few moments later he wheeled himself out and stood up, wiping his hands on his coveralls.

"Welcome to Hummel Tires and Lube how can I help you?" Kurt said finally looking up, glad he said the greeting first before he did look up, otherwise he would have spluttered it out since before him stood none other than Blaine Anderson.

"Well, there are plenty ways you could help me." Blaine said, his voice a bit deeper than the last time, his eyes scanning up and down Kurt's body as he licked his lips. "Damn, if I knew they had guys like you working here then I'd have crashed my dad's car more often."

"Blaine…?" Kurt asked, shocked by Blaine's certain change in behaviour.

Blaine cocked his head to the side, as if trying to remember if he knew Kurt or not. "Oh well that explains it."

"Explains what?" Kurt asked, confused.

"Nothing, nothing." Blaine said with a wink and Kurt blushed.

"Why haven't you been at school?" Kurt blurted out without thinking, of course he shouldn't ask, it's none of his business.

"Busy." Blaine said with a shrug. "Anyway about my car, well my dad's car." Blaine motioned over to a wrecked up vehicle. "My dad said he doesn't care how much it costs, since I'll have to work for it anyway or whatever but yeah, if you could fix that It'd be awesome."

"I'll have to ask my dad to look at it, he knows more than me after all."

Blaine nodded, then seductively smiled. "You know, if you wanted… we could come up with other terms of… payment." Blaine waggled his eyebrows suggestively, stepping a bit closer to Kurt so he was just an inch away from his face and Kurt felt like he was going to faint.

"W-what do you mean?" Kurt stuttered.

"I think you know." Blaine said and Kurt could feel his breath on his own lips, Blaine was that close. "Even if it wasn't for any type of payment, I still wouldn't say no to some fun, especially not when you're looking this hot."

Kurt whimpered as Blaine moved his hand onto Kurt's hip and squeezed gently. "I-I don't think that's very… uh… appropriate Blaine."

"Awww, aren't you cute." Blaine said, giving Kurt was last squeeze before stepping back and throwing his keys to Kurt, who fumbled to catch them. "Well, see you around gorgeous." Blaine said with a wink as he left the shop and Kurt, who right now was leaning against a car trying not to hyperventilate. What just happened? How can someone who didn't even want to shake my hand turn into some sexual predator? Something didn't seem right… not at all.

Kurt waited patiently for his dad to come back and then went back home, telling his dad he felt a bit sick. He needed to go home and think about everything. There was no way he could work in this state. He wondered what he'd say to Blaine when he saw him at school, would it be a good idea to mention it? What if he came onto him again? No, Kurt was going to do something about it. He was going to figure out Blaine Anderson, he promised himself that.