"Outta my way, gay-boy"
Kurt was shoved into the locker, the back of his neck hitting the lock in a painful way. He bit back an "Ow!" and brushed himself off. He picked his faded fake leather messenger bag and kept walking to his locker. He turned the lock and smiled as he saw the school-photo type photo of the boy he met just a week ago, with the word "Courage" written underneath. Kurt pulled a comb through his already perfect hair and made his way to his AP French class.
"So, exactly WHAT did he do to you?"
Kurt sipped his coffee "He slammed me into the lockers and now I have a bruise on my shoulder!" He pulled up his sleeve to reveal a golf ball sized bruise.
The new boy's name was Blaine. Kurt and Blaine were both at "The Lima Bean".
"Did you tell your dad?"
Kurt frowned and looked away. He pushed his sleeve back down. "No. I wouldn't dare tell him. He'd take me out of school for sure. Though I wouldn't mind going to Dalton with you." He blushed deeply, but Blaine hadn't seemed to notice. He almost seemed to pity the boy. Blaine took a sip of his coffee, looking down at the polished tables. He recalled the days when he was no less than abused by his peers for being a "freak", "disappointment" or just plain "wrong".
"I know what might make you feel better. Wait here." Blaine smiled and walked up to the counter.
"What are you doing?" Kurt was confused. What the heck would make him feel better? He felt crappy and sad today- What could change that?
Blaine emerged from the counter holding 2 bags in his right hand and something else in his left. Kurt didn't see exactly what he had until he sat down. Blaine handed Kurt a bag and brought the thing he was holding in his left hand onto the table.
"Well Kurt, I know sweet stuff always makes me feel better. Don't worry; they're both fat-free. In the bag is a piece of the amazing coffee cake they make here. And here is one of their amazing chocolate chip cookies. And I will split it with you." Blaine took out two napkins from his bag and set them on the table. He unwrapped the (huge) cookie and split it in half. It didn't split exactly down the center so one piece was bigger than the other. He smiled and gave the larger half to Kurt.
Somehow Kurt felt special, happy for the first time in a while. Okay, yes. He was desperately in love with Blaine. What did you expect? He felt loved for the first time (from someone other than his relatives).
A/N: Who else is a Kurtsie like me? Review please! I decided to start a new story but I will still be working on my others. I love you guys!