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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The past two weeks had been going great for everyone. The fist snowfall had happened just two days ago, and tomorrow was Christmas eve. Thankfully winter break started after the last two agonizing periods for the students. Kurt sat in class watching the clock. He wasn't even paying attention to his teachers lesson. His legs were crossed and his foot was rapidly bouncing, while his pencil tapped back and forth on the desk. Finally the bell rang, and he jumped out of his seat. He grabbed his books and his satchel, and rushed out of the room. He made his way through the crowded hallway to get to his final class before he had to go to glee and the school was let out for winter break. He sat through the full boring forty-five minutes of class and the final bell rang signaling the end of school. Kurt shoved past everyone to get to his locker. He grabbed the thankfully small amount of books he was going to need over the break. He grabbed his coat, scarf and gloves. As usual Blaine showed up, ready to walk with his boyfriend. When Kurt looked over at him, he was smiling.
"Someones happy." Kurt smirked. Blaine smile grew, and he nodded.
"Yes I am. I hate school so damn much. I'm happy to finally have a break."
"It's not like you're alway here though." Kurt teased. Blaine giggled, as he grabbed Kurt's free hand and they walked to the choir room.
"True, but when ever I am at school, I just want to leave."
"Don't we all?" He joked. They entered the choir room and sat down on the red plastic chairs in the back. Rachel and Finn entered as well as the rest of the club members.
"Alright guys. I know you're all anxious to get out of here and start your winter break, but first I just wanted us to sing a few holiday songs for fun and to just see each other before we were let out." Mr. Schue said. "With that being said, does anyone have a song prepared?"
Of course Rachel's hand shot up.
"Alright, Rachel. The floor is yours." The choir teacher said.
"I have a Christmas song prepared." She announced. She turned around to face Brad the piano player giving him a nod.
"Ok hold on a second. Aren't you Jewish?" Joe interrupted.
"Yes. So?" Rachel asked placing her hands on her hips. "I like to keep my vocal chords warmed up, and I like to have plenty of songs in my musical repertoire." She informed everyone. Joe nodded his head still slightly confused. Rachel then began signing and everyone sat there listening to the familiar sound of her voice. When glee club ended Kurt threw on his heavy winter coat, scarf and threw his gloves in his bag, because his boyfriend wanted to hold his hand. When they reached Kurt's car, Kurt leaned against it. Blaine's free hand went behind Kurt's head and onto the car.
"I'm just glad that I will be able to spend more time with you over break." Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear. He then began to nibble at the shell of his ear. Kurt pressed his hands up against Blaine's chest. He let a small moan and gripped at Blaine's shirts. Blaine began to make his way under Kurt's chin, because his scarf was covering his neck.
Kurt inhaled "Blaine..not here." He whispered out. Blaine pulled his lips off of his boyfriends chin, and smirked when he saw his boyfriend.
"Sorry. I can't help myself sometimes." He flirted. Blaine moved his hands down to Kurt's waist. "So..I'll see you tomorrow?" He asked.
Kurt nodded his head. "Of course you will. And don't forget, my dad and Carole want you're parents to come."
Blaine carefully nodded his head. "..Ok. Well I love you, and I will see you tomorrow." Blaine answered. The couple shared a quick kiss before they each got into their own cars, and drove home.
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