"My name's Blaine."
"Kurt."
"So what are you doing here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well your oviously not a Warbler so..."
"Please don't beat me up."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because I'm from McKinely?"
"Ohhh your a spy."
"Well kinda. We were having a few problems so I came here."
"So when you are having problems you go to all of your compititions school's?"
"I'm so sorry. I should go."
"No it's okay I'm just messing with you." Blaine pulled out a peice of crumpled paper and a pen from his pocket. he scribbled something on it, folded it back up and handed it to Kurt.
"Here's my number. Call me maybe?"
"Sure."
"Well I have to go. Warbler's practice."
"Okay. Talk to you later." Kurt left the school and unfolded the paper. Sure enough a phone number was written across it but there was also something else written on it.
'Your kinda cute.' Kurt blushe and folded the paper back up.
