So, this is something that's been running in my mind the past weekend and I just had to write it down. If you're reading this, it means that it was good enough for me to post.
For the sake of this working, Karofsky and Azimio have graduated, while everyone else is going through their senior year. The Bully Whips never happened, meaning the bullying never stopped, Kurt never transferred back and just finished his junior year at Dalton with the Warblers. The kiss and the locker room and everything else is still intact. Just any indication that the bullying stopped or even lightened up never happened.
To anyone who has read my story "Get it Right", I'm using my character Dani for this, and it's mainly focused around her and Kurt. I just loved her so much that I couldn't let her go. Only one thing has changed though; she's a freshman still, Dave's just not in the school with her. The character herself has been transformed a little bit too.
Dani POV
I walked towards my locker with my chin held high. Finally, after those grueling years of pre-school, elementary, middle, and junior high school, I'm at the high school. Well, obviously. Where else would I go after junior high? I mean, sure, there are options. But high school is the best choice to me. Just watching movies and TV shows, I can tell that high school will be the time of my life. Until I get to college, of course.
Kurt POV
I didn't think this day would ever come; the day that I finally got to walk back through the doors of William McKinley High School. A huge bonus is the fact that my wonderful boyfriend, Blaine, decided to transfer with me, and is now gripping my hand like it's the only thing keeping him from beaten to a pulp, though I can't help that much. He's pretty depressed that he's leaving his safe haven, his friends, and the only opportunity he ever had to get every solo offered. It didn't matter if you auditioned for solos or not; he always got them. Good luck with that here dear; that's Rachel's job.
The best part? Karofsky's gone, along with the majority of his Neanderthal friends. From what I've heard from Finn and a few others, he never relented on his bullying ways. He was more cautious since he was under constant watch of the faculty, but he never stopped. Pity. Oh well! I never have to see him or hear his name ever again. All is good in my book.
Dani POV
Well; I'm thoroughly disappointed. This is nothing like the TV shows made it out to be. There's no excitement at all. I just go class to class and learn, like every other year of my life. This is bogus.
I'm walking towards my fifth period class when the signup sheets on the bulletin board grab my attention. I walk over and start looking at each one. Hm, Cheerios. I should try that. I like to be active and move, but I could never play sports. I like watching them too much to actually participate. Cheerleading would be perfect for that.
Other than that, none of the other ones grab my attention. That is, until I get to the signup sheet for New Directions, the glee club. I love to sing, along with dancing. Not to mention, these guys are really good. How do I know? My brother Dave took me to a few of the performances. He liked watching them, and even having to do the halftime show, but he never would join. He'd never tell me why either. Don't get me wrong; me and Dave are close. Really close. He just likes to keep things from me sometimes. And yes, I know he's gay. It's one of the few things about his high school life that he'd tell me. That he majorly bullied Kurt and kissed him, leading him to discover his true sexuality.
I notice that the list has no names on it. Well real names anyway. There are a few made up crude names on there. I put my name on there, then scribble over the others to let the person in charge know that I'm serious. I finish by drawing a smiley face next to my name and turn to walk away with a little half smile myself. That smile slides off my face the second a slushy finds its way to my face. I didn't see the guy, but I guess he was staking out the signup board.
"Welcome to glee club, loser. If I were you, I wouldn't bother trying out, or that's gonna happen to you everyday. I'd hate to see that happen since you're sorta pretty."
I wipe the slushy from my eyes and shoot back the reply, "Yeah? Well guess what, ham hock, nothing you say will keep me from doing what I want to do. If I get a slushy chucked in my face, fine. That just makes you sorta jerkish."
I saw his nostrils flare and his eyes roll. "Fine, whatever. Don't say I didn't warn ya. So, let's see what you're name is, shall we? Let's see if we can get any good nicknames outta it."
I don't even stay to wait for his list of 'nicknames' because quite frankly, I don't care. That's how Davey taught me. Don't let others push me around. I do, however, turn around when I heard an empty cup hit the ground. The guy was standing there looking at me with wide eyes. "What? Do I have something other than slushy on my face?"
He looks terrified. "Karofsky? As in, Dave Karofsky?"
I'm confused but I nod. "Yeah, what about it?"
He rushes towards me and says, "I am so sorry. Terribly sorry. I didn't…I'll be right back with a towel."
I shake my head, even more confused than before. "Don't bother. I'll clean myself up, thank you. Now, you just go on to class." God, it's a good thing I have study hall. This is gonna take a while.
"Okay, okay. Whatever you want. Just, don't tell Dave about this, alright?"
"What the hell? Dude, just go." He didn't have to be told twice. He bolted straight down the hallway.
I spend the rest of the period trying to get as much of the stain out of my shirt as possible. It's my favorite, so hopefully it'll come out after a few washes, or maybe with some luck, after one of mom's power washes.
In my sixth period class, which is Spanish with Mr. Shuster, said teacher asked me if I'd be able to come after school to audition and then attend the first glee rehearsal of the year. I don't see why not. I'll have to wait for Dave to get off work to pick me up anyway. The bad part is that I only have one more period to decide what I want to sing, and I have no way to get an extra change of clothes before then. But at least I'll have the audition over with soon and can just enjoy the club afterwards.
Good news! I have a song. I hope they're okay with not having a connection with the song. It's just it's the only one I know how to play on guitar and I think it could give me and advantage.
You know, since I'm the only one auditioning. I mentally roll my eyes. Oh well. It's all I have on such short notice.
I can feel my nerves growing as I sit through seventh period. It's not so much that I'm nervous I won't get in, because from what I've heard, everyone gets in. It's more because I'm nervous they won't like me. I mean, that's just high school nerves in general. But here's the thing; I've never had real friends. Sure, people will say hi to me in the hallway or ask to go see a movie, but I've never had a friend that I was close to. Well, except Dave. But he's my brother and doesn't really count.
So, right now, I'm standing outside of the choir room, trying to force myself to go in. I take a few deep breaths and walk inside. I'm suddenly hit by a wave of laughter. I look around and that's what everyone is doing; laughing, hugging, huddled in groups gossiping, but still somehow connected to everyone else.
I better rock this audition, because this is what I want.
Kurt POV
Oh, how I've missed the gossip. I'm actually surprised at how little there is. It must have been a pretty slow summer.
Mr. Shue called our attention. I noticed there was a girl standing behind him, looking very shy with a bright purple stain on her shirt. Oh poor dear. First day and already got a slushy. "Alright guys! Welcome back for your last year of high school, meaning your last year of glee club. Man, it seems like just yesterday that I had a band of 5 misfits trying to make 'Sit Down, You're Rocking the Boat' work. Thank god we got more people to join." He said with a smile, and the five misfit mentioned, myself included, are smiling their heads off as well. "Moving on, I'd first like to welcome back Kurt," at the mention of my name I smiled, stood up and bowed quickly, but also noticed that the shy girl had snapped her head up. "It's great to have you back Kurt. We might actually have a shot at Nationals with you back. Next, I'd like to welcome Blaine Anderson into our little family of misfits. Blaine, since you were the head soloist at Dalton and we've heard you sing, I won't make you audition. Now, as you all know, we never have had good luck with the signup sheets. This year is no different. But, we did have one sign up. I'd like to introduce you to Danielle Karofsky." My head, which had been looking down and the intertwined hands of Blaine and I, snapped up at the mention of the name.
I'm not the only one who reacts to the name. Blaine's grip on my hand has tightened even more, if that's even possible. A few of the guys have their heads tilted back groaning, but no one says anything offensive or anything. In fact, a few of the girls say hi. I don't blame them, the girl doesn't look dangerous at all.
"Wait, you're that one who stood up Molina in hallway today, right?" Mercedes asks. I raised my eyebrows. I'm impressed. I looked over at the girl who just nodded. Mercedes smiles and says "I like you already." I saw the girl smile and seemingly gain more confidence from the statement. Wow. That's amazing. Alright. I'll help.
"Me too." I nod at the girl with a small smile. I then look at the rest of the club who seem to be wearing the same look of surprise. I'll cut the girl some slack. She may not even be related to Karofsky.
Psh, right. Like there are a billion Karofsky families walking all over Lima, Ohio.
"Alright, well unfortunately for you, Danielle, you'll have to audition. So, take it away."
He walks off and she nods. "Alright. As Mr. Schuster already mentioned, I'm Danielle, but most everyone who knows me calls me Dani. Except for my brother who feels the need to irritate me by calling me Dan. Anyways, is there a guitar I can use?" I saw Puck get up and hand her a guitar, all the while watching Blaine watch Puck. Many don't know this, but Blaine plays and absolutely loves the guitar. I think he'd go insane if he didn't have one in arms reach at all times. "Thank you. I didn't have a lot of time to pick out a song since I was informed I'd be auditioning sixth period, so I hope you don't mind that I don't connect to this song completely. But I enjoy it and I think I do a pretty decent job. So here goes."
Before I fall too fast
Kiss me quick
But make it last
I couldn't help but smile. Demi Lovato rocks. Blaine perked up too. He loves Disney and especially Demi.
So I can see how badly this will hurt me
When you say goodbye
She's really good. Not over the top amazing like Rachel or I, but she definitely isn't horrible.
Keep it sweet,
Keep it slow
Let the future pass
And don't let go
But tonight I could fall too soon under this beautiful moonlight
But you're so hypnotizing
You got me laughing while I sing
You got me smiling in my sleep
She sang the last line with a smile. Only it wasn't one of those clichéd smiles that happen because the line says so. It seems genuine.
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling
But please don't catch me.
I look around to the different couples and see they're smiling and leaning their heads on each other's shoulders/heads. I look to Blaine, who tilts his head on my shoulder. I smile and lay my head on his.
See this heart
Won't settle down
Like a child running scared from a clown
I'm terrified of what you do
My stomach screams just when I look at you
Run far away
So I can breathe
Even though you're far from suffocating me
I can't set my hopes too high
Cause every hello
Ends with a goodbye
I tightened my grip on Blaine's hand while thinking Except for this one. I'll never say goodbye to him.
But you're so hypnotizing
You've got me laughing while I sing
You've got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling,
You're love is where I'm falling
But please don't catch me
So now you see
Why I'm scared
I can't open up my heart without a care
So here I go
It's what I feel
And for the first time in my life I know it's real
But you're so hypnotizing
You've got me laughing while I sing
You've got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling
You're love is where I'm falling
So please don't catch me!
If this is love please don't break me
I'm giving up so just
Catch me.
When she ends, we all clap. She definitely has talent. There is no denying that.
"Alright, well I guess the clapping indicates a unanimous decision. Welcome to New Directions, Dani. If you would, have a seat." She smiles at him and goes to sit by Tina, who pats her shoulder. "Also, Dani, I know this may sound a little pushy, but it would be great if you could try and recruit a few new members. It won't get crucial until next year, but these guys are leaving at the end of this year and it'd be nice to have some new faces mixed in with them, that way we don't end up the only ones left."
Dani POV
I sighed at Mr. Schue's request. "I can try, but I can't guarantee anything. I'm only a freshman, so people don't really listen to me, and I don't have a lot of friends. I can't promise you a whole new club by the end of the year, but I can try to get a few people."
I saw a few people give looks to one another, mostly confused ones.
"I thought you stood up to Molina?" The blonde guy asked.
"Well yeah, but he didn't say he'd stop slushying me or anything."
"But he ran down the hall the minute you told him to go away. What was that about?" The black girl asked. I really need to learn their names.
"I don't really know. He saw my name on the signup sheet and just got really weird. Almost as if I was royalty or something, which I know I'm not. It was just weird." I looked around at the disbelieving faces.
Then Kurt spoke up from across the risers. "You really have no idea how powerful your name is in this school do you?" I shook my head and he chuckled. "Tell me, are you related to on David Karofsky?"
I nodded. "Yeah, he's my brother, but I don't see how that has to do anything."
He got up and walked over to me and stretched his hand out. "Hi. I'm Kurt Hummel. I'm one of the many people you're brother has bullied at this school. The reason you have so much pull in this school is because everyone's afraid that the slightest thing to trigger you off will send him straight back to this school to take care of it. In other words, they're scared that one wrong move will have David Karofsky hunting their ass."
I heard a scoff from the doorway followed by "Jesus Christ, Hummel. You haven't changed a bit," and I watched as the fashionable boy in front of me froze in fear.
Tada! This story will probably not be very long at all. I'm expecting four chapters at the most.
So…thoughts?
