I shifted in the corset that I wore as I tried to make myself comfortable. I stood at my locker perfecting my outfit and hair before I had to go to class. I grabbed my books when I finally felt a feeling of satisfaction. I made my way towards my 1st hour class. I received many different stares as I walked along the halls. My head was held high as I walked among the "lower" beings. I heard bits of the laughter and comments that were made about my choice of style. I just shook it off on the outside. But on the inside I felt stabs of pain.

'Just ignore them. Some day they will work for me.' I kept repeating in my head.

I soon reached my 1st hour. A few people looked up as I walked in but I had no clue as to who they were. The only name of the people that I knew in this class was Tina and Rachel. Tina gave a small smile as we locked eyes, but then she looked away and went back to whatever she had been doing. Rachel, on the other hand, shamelessly stared at me. Her eyes were widened slightly more then usual. I took a look at her horrendous outfit. I rolled my eyes at her but she obviously didn't catch it seeing as her eyes were fixed on my corset. I walked over to her taking only 3 long strides.

"May I help you?" I asked in a tone that held confidence.

"Oh no, why?" Rachel asked in confusion. I held in a look of disgust.

"Oh well seeing as you were staring at me, I just thought that you might need something." I stated.

"Well no I don't need anything I was just thinking." Rachel said.

I couldn't resist the look that decided to seat itself on my face it was a mix between humor and annoyance. I just turned around and went to my seat. I settled myself down gently. I surveyed the rest of the class. As soon as my eyes wandered to Rachel I noticed that she was looking at Tina. Then she looked at me I stared right back unafraid of being caught staring. Rachel looked away soon enough. I smirked in triumph. I turned back to the front of the class just as the teacher walked in. The English lesson soon began.

I walked out of the class in a hurry not wanting to get caught by the football players and their slushy's. But I apparently wasn't fast enough. I began to walk past the football players lockers usually they were the last out of class, seeing as they usually got a detention or the fact that they may have been falling behind, but it seemed that 5 of them were perfectly fine. Worry started to pulse through me. I knew the fate that was going to happen. I began to walk forward. I kept my head held high as I walked faster and faster. But it was too late. The slushy was cold and wet as it hit my bare face. My corset was ruined and I was sticky and wet. This just wouldn't do. I continued walking. I looked as though I was unaffected by what had happened but in reality I wanted to burst out crying. I rushed to the bathroom to change into my spare clothes that I carried in my messenger bag.

Seeing as Kurt didn't have a corset on in the rest of the episode this is what I came up with to explain what might have happened to it. So yeah…. Thanks for reading!