The very few people who know me might know I'm already doing a fanfic, It's Magic. Well, I felt like doing a oneshot in between. And I'm currently leaning a bit towards Kurt/Puck, so you'll be seeing hints about that in the fic. It's basically Kurt reminiscing about his life. I'd like to add the Netherlands has no Glee on TV. *pout*

The song is "Wicked World" from Laura Jansen, a song I've been stuck with for the last few weeks.

Here we go! Right after the commercials.

*insert commercials*

You say you like candy
Well stick with me
I've got some sugar on my sleeve

Kurt thought popularity was stupid. As long as you bring down people who don't bring down other people, you're set. And others and just willing to follow at your beck and call. Tremble at the sound of your voice. Kiss the floor where you walked. Chew your food for you. And most importantly, help you bring others down. And everyone sticks with you, like you're a streetlight and they're moths.

How fun it would be if Kurt could just squash them.

And don't be afraid of the Big Bad Wolf
He's just a sheep underneath those teeth
And don't be afraid of the Wicked Witch
She ain't so bad, she ain't no bitch

Kurt wished he could say he wasn't scared. That he knew exactly how to make all of them turn into normal people. Pluck the teeth from the wolf, so to speak, and as painful as possible. But the Big Bad Wolf (Puck) kept growling (throwing him into dumpsters) and he's afraid that if he'll come closer, the Big Bad Wolf would bite (beat him up). Best stay away. Also, there was Rachel. And as much as Kurt wished she wasn't right about him never being able to spread his wings, he knew homophobia wasn't just a Lima, Ohio thing.

So he'd be stuck here for the rest of his life.

Yes, it's a wicked world indeed.

La-la-la-ladies if you hear me holler
Fellas show us all the dollar

Kurt was gay. And just because Puckerman and co. were so afraid of change, they decided to push Kurt down the food chain and off the roof. So what he didn't holla for the ladies. Not like he cared for all the losers at this god-awful school. ...Okay, maybe one.

Finn was his weakness, with those goddamn chocolate brown puppy eyes.

Little Riding Hood is such a flirt
She got Miss Muffet all up in her skirt

Kurt never dated anyone. In this pig's town, he wouldn't dare show affection for anyone for his life. He couldn't flirt to save his life either. He never practiced either, except to the tender crook of his elbow. He had noone to flirt to, because even Finn would get him in the hospital. With a broken nose, more bruises than the doctors could count, and a concussion. Kurt wasn't weird enough to go flirting to people. He was weird in other ways. Like his fashion and cleanliness obsession. Ms. Pillsbury was nothing compared to him.

He wasn't the only weird person though.

Hansel and Gretel never made it home
They got some cooking to do of their own

Like Santana and Brittany. They were almost like sisters. They were inseperable, and while Santana could be quite the b...witch every now and then and always, Brittany had her wrapped around her little finger. Santana would do anything for Britt. That's why Kurt had his suspicions that the two were more than just friends, but he always chased those disturbing thoughs away with 'They're practically family, they couldn't...Right?' But when Brittany let slip a comment about their... experiments, Kurt just wished he could be surprised. But he saw it coming. He might have a pretty good gaydar. No bells ringing anywhere near Finn though. Pity.

That's why Kurt sometimes wished he were a girl.

Yes, it is a wicked world indeed.

Once I tried to be so good
All sweet and spice like good girls should

Kurt had secretly wanted to be a girl for a while now. Well, just a little bit, 'cuz having such a... hole... down there... Not a good idea. But Kurt had made it so he lived life as feminine as possible. His hair, his clothes, his friends, and his sexuality. And he liked it. So maybe he would be better off a girl. No teasing(or at least not much), no homophobia, and, boys. And Kurt liked boys.

But he wouldn't wanna be a girl.

But I don't see why I try
Why do I try
When every time I climb that hill
My Jack is somewhere chasing Jill

But it didn't matter. All it did, all the glamour, only created more ways for the jocks to hate him. Not one of them turned around and said: "Hey Kurt, you look like a girl, so I like you now. Wanna date?" Not that it really mattered. He knew relationships weren't serious in high school, it was more like, 2 weeks and then the others decides to break it off 'cuz he's bored. He saw it all before. The few tears cried before life took it's normal turn and everything was perfect again.

Yes, it really is a wicked, wicked world.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel
let down your golden hair
Giddy up, giddy up on your big white horse
Even if your prince ain't there

Kurt knew he didn't really need a guy. He was strong and kick-ass on his own. He had friends, he had his dad, and he had Armani. He was fine. But the "fag" on his locker, or whispered in the hallway, still hurt. And it hurt his dad too to see the slushied clothes when Kurt came home, or the anonymous phone calls. Kurt helped his dad stay strong, and in return someone should be holding him up.

But noone was.

I'd like forever after
Like every princess should
But there's always another chapter
And the apple sure tastes good

Kurt was really romantic. The picnic in the park, dinner with candlelight, bed covered in rose petals kind of romantic. Though someone would have to clean up the mess and if his boyfriend covered his bed with rose petals, he would clean it up himself as well. But he'd like it, because it would be romantic. But Kurt realised long ago, he'd never get all that. No matter how far he'd get, he knew noone would really love him. Except maybe Mercedes, but, girl.

He'd die alone.

It's a wicked, wicked world

After the final note died, Kurt stood there in the auditorium with a smirk on his face. One that didn't match the missing glint in his glasz eyes. The smirk soon turned into a frown when he noticed Noah Puckerman walking over to him. The tall athletic boy stood before him.

"You got issues."

Kurt didn't know three words could hurt him that much, three words could make his heart feel like it was drilled by a knife. He tried to stop the tears from falling, but he failed miserably.

And then, Noah Puckerman did the most unlikely thing he could ever do. He wrapped his arms around the little boy and let Kurt cry on his shoulder. He sunk down to the floor when he felt Kurt's legs go weak, and he never stopped holding the frail body that was Kurt.

"You know that I could use somebody"

So... did that in an hour, maybe two. While watching football(fine, soccer. Just call it the same as the rest of the world, would ya?) I'm proud of myself.

The last line was from "Use Somebody", also from Laura Jansen.

R&R, please! Also, check out my Glee/Charmed crossover, It's Magic, 'cuz I think it's dead. It needs food, water and reviews, and I got the first two, just need the last.

Julian out!