Mother Nature's a Matchmaker?

"So um. . .are you new in town? I've never seen you before. Do you go to McKinley?"

The male chuckled, turning to face Kurt.

"No, I don't go to McKinley. I attend the Dalton Academy."

He told Kurt, arms folded neatly across his chest. It was then that Kurt noticed the white, black and yellow striped bow tie that fit nicely against the white polo tucked into his jeans. Kurt stood a good distance away, and from there his eyes looked simple, but he found himself curious as to what color his eyes were. Were they the kind someone could get lost in?

Kurt suddenly felt very insecure in his navy sweatpants and black crewneck tee. This was something he would never wear in public.

"Oh, is that some kind of Private School, or something?"

Kurt was trying his best to make polite conversation to clear the awkward air, but somehow he felt more awkward than ever. And wait - what was this man's name?

"Uh, yeah. It's an all boys school, actually."

"Ah."

Awkward silence. Again. The drier spun, and Kurt glanced at the clock. Gosh, how much time was left? Was this ever going to end?

----------------

Kurt Hummel's life was as normal as it could possibly get. Being the only openly gay kid at McKinley High wasn't the easiest thing in the world, but it was something you got used to after a while. But just because Kurt seemed okay with that fact, he wasn't. He longed to have the kind of relationship everyone else had. He wanted that one person on his mind before he fell asleep, he wanted someone to run their fingers through his hair, to kiss him into oblivion. But oh well, what could he do?

At least, Kurt thought he wouldn't ever have any romance. But when Blaine Anderson stumbles into Kurt's life, everything is flipped into a different perspective. The smell of raspberry hair gel and soap is constantly lingering in his mind, the smooth tombre of Blaine's voice. Could this be love?

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the characters, only this story. Some lines used aren't mine!