Blaine shut his locker with a loud bang as he leaned against it. Tina stood next to him, books held tightly to her chest.

"Another long night?" She asked with an eyebrow raised. Blaine nodded.

"Yeah, my dad was up late." Tina nodded in understanding.

"You're always welcome to stay the night at my house, you know." She said.

Blaine laughed, "Yeah, that'd be great. Then he'd ask if we were dating." Tina smiled.

"The offer still stands. Come on, we should get to class before Sylvester yells at us." Blaine laughed, linking his arm with hers as they walked to their last class of the day, Spanish with Mr. Shuester.

Blaine paused as he entered the room, their teacher was standing at the head of the room, as usual, but now there was someone standing next to him.

"Blaine, there you are." Blaine sent a look to Tina who shrugged and headed to her seat. Blaine walked over to the teacher with a questioning look.

"Can I help you, sir?" He asked. The new kid looked at him out of the corner of his eye. He recognized that look, wariness. This guy definitely had a history. One that Blaine was very curious about.

"Yes, this is Kurt." So, his name was Kurt. "He's new here. Think you can show him around?" Blaine sighed.

"Why me?" He asked. "I have Cheerios practice, Glee Club practice. Ask Artie or something."

Mr. Shuester sighed, "I asked you because you're the leader of the Glee Club-"

Kurt held up his hand. "If he doesn't want to do it, then don't make him." He turned his gaze to Blaine. "I'm sure I can figure out things myself." Blaine immediately felt shameful. Here he was denying a new student a simple friend. Then again, he was trying to keep his reputation.

"No, I'll do it." Blaine said. He held out his hand to Kurt. "I'm Blaine. Blaine Anderson."

Kurt stared at him for a second, that same wary look in his eyes. Finally he took Blaine's hand, shaking it. "Kurt Hummel."

Blaine smiled. "Nice to meet you Kurt Hummel." The bell rang before Kurt could respond. Mr. Shuester placed his hands on their shoulders.

"Kurt, you're going to sit in the empty seat next to Blaine's." Kurt nodded, looking at Blaine for direction. Blaine motioned with his hand for Kurt to follow him to the table. Kurt sat down, but didn't relax at all. His back was straight and he glanced around the room as if he planned to bolt at the first sign of trouble. The lesson started quickly. Over the course of the hour, Blaine kept glancing over at his new.. Project. Yes, that's what Kurt was. A project to work on and try to fix. Kurt's shoulders never relaxed, but he did keep his eyes on Mr. Shuester. Blaine almost believed that Kurt was deeply engrossed in what their teacher was saying - If he didn't see Kurt doodling in his notebook instead of taking actual notes.

The class flew by mostly and when the final bell rang for the day, Blaine quickly grabbed his things. Kurt was even more fast at getting his things together. He was already heading for the door by the time Blaine got his book into his bag. Blaine reached out, placing a hand on Kurt's arm. Kurt stopped, turning to him.

"Wait," Kurt raised an eyebrow at him. Tina stood in the doorway, watching the exchange quietly. "Come to Glee practice. We meet every other day after school. It's really fun." Blaine said. Kurt locked eyes with him for a few seconds before he pulled his arm out of his grasp.

"I have to get home." Blaine frowned.

"Come on, I'm sure your parents would be fine with it. It's a great way to get to know someone. Everyone's very welcoming." Kurt bit his lip, glancing at the door.

After a few seconds, Kurt nodded. "Alright, show me the way?" He asked. Blaine nodded energetically. "I have to call my dad on the way." Blaine smiled.

"Follow me." Kurt obeyed.

As they walked, Kurt pulled out his phone. He held it to his ear and spoke in hushed tones, obviously trying to be secretive. Blaine couldn't help but listen in.

"Dad? I'm gonna stay after school for something. - No, I'm not alone. It's Glee Club. My escort thinks it would be good for me to make some friends. - I'll call you as I'm leaving. - Okay. I love you Dad." He hung up the phone and pushed it into his pocket.

Blaine hated that he felt extremely jealous. Just off of that phone call, he envied the apparent relationship that Kurt had with his father while Blaine had yelling and thrown objects.

Blaine turned to him as he stopped in front of the door. Tina headed inside. Kurt caught up to him as Blaine opened the door, motioning for Kurt to walk inside. Kurt eyed him before he stepped into the room. Blaine smiled and led him to a pair of seats. Kurt sat down next to him, holding his bag tight to himself. Finn, their classmate turned teacher, was watching Kurt as everyone got into their seats. Kurt didn't meet anyone's eyes.

"Um, Hi everyone. I see we have a possible member with us?" Finn asked to Blaine. Blaine nodded.

"Everyone, this is Kurt. He's a new student and I thought it'd be nice for him to come meet you all. Maybe get some friends."

"Well, we're always happy to see new faces in here. Do you sing?" Kurt shook his head.

"Not really." Finn nodded.

"Alright then. Does anyone else have anything they want to present today?"

The hour went by quickly, filled with a love songs between Brittany and Sam and one by Marley and Jake. Blaine kept glancing at Kurt every so often, checking for any kind of positive reaction.

The only thing he saw was boredom, and that haunted gaze that held so many secrets that Blaine was just dying to find out about. When Glee club was over, Kurt quickly gathered his things together, rushing for the door. Blaine was just getting out of his seat when he looked up and saw the door close behind Kurt.

He sighed. Had he scared Kurt off? Did he make a huge mistake in bringing him to Glee?

"I don't think you scared him off."

Blaine's eyes widened. Had he said that out loud? He turned to Tina, who smiled at him. "How do you know?" He asked.

Tina laughed, linking her arm in Blaine's. "Because I kept looking over and he was tapping his fingers against his knee to the music."

Blaine let out a breath as they started walking towards the parking lot.

"Then why did he run out without saying anything?" Tina shrugged.

"Not sure, but maybe he's busy with something. That phone call with his dad sounded like his dad's a huge worrier."

Blaine nodded. "Yeah.." He looked out at the various cars. He paused as he saw Kurt's figure get into one of the parked cars. Kurt looked over, locking eyes with Blaine for half a second before he started the vehicle and drove off. Blaine was brought back to reality by a tug on his arm.

"Am I going to your house or are you going to mine?" Tina asked. Blaine frowned.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Tina but I can't tonight. Dad's home and-" Tina held up her free hand.

"I completely understand. I'll see you tomorrow?" Blaine nodded.

"Sounds good. Meet in the amphitheater?" Tina nodded with a grin as she walked off to her mother's car. Blaine watched her before he heard a sharp honk. He turned, seeing his brother's car. He sighed. Great, another thing to add. Now his brother was home too. Blaine got into the car and kept quiet for the entire ride.

Cooper didn't push him to speak. Not that he ever did. It wasn't that he wished his brother would push his boundaries but.. It would be nice to at least know that his brother cared about what was going through his head. His family wasn't big on physical contact. Blaine couldn't remember the last time his dad touched him. He couldn't even remember the last time his mother had said that she loved him.

He did however remember his dad throwing a bottle at his head, one that he barely missed. Luckily his dad had terrible aim when he was drunk, and so it only shattered near him and cut his cheek lightly.

He barricaded himself in his room by locking the door. Once he was inside, he quickly fixed up his cheek. It would leave a scar, but it would fade in time.

As he laid in bed that night, his thoughts drifted to Kurt. He thought about the look in his eyes, his posture, his voice. Everything about the mysterious boy. On the plus side, he'd get to spend the entire day showing him around the school.

Blaine smiled. Senior year might not be as bad as he thought it was.