Oh god he's coming. Oh god he's coming. Oh god, oh god he's coming.
Sebastian was currently hyperventilating. Trying to brace himself by firmly grabbing the door of his open locker, he blurred out the bustling crowd of the high school corridor and set his eyes on the beauty that was walking towards him. Kurt Hummel.
Fidgeting nervously, he pushed up his large framed glasses and corrected the placement of the strap of his messenger bag on his shoulder. He smoothed the other shoulder of his green cardigan and the stomach area of his grey v-neck t-shirt.
He knew he didn't have to fix the placement of his glasses, or his shirt, because there was no way in hell Kurt would ever look at him. He was just a body in a crowd to the most popular boy in school. For crying out loud, Kurt Hummel is the head cheerleader of the Cheerios! He, on the other hand, was the in the science club, the chess club and he was even a member of the math team. Yep, the nerdiest kid in school.
"Guess who has two thumbs and is about to be one with the neighbouring locker door? This guy!" Sebastian thought to himself as he saw Kurt suddenly be joined by the beefy and horrendously intimidating quarterback of the football team, Dave Karofsky.
Karofsky made it his life's mission to make Sebastian's life hell. Slushies, locker slams, taunting words in the hallways, yada yada yada. You name it, it happened.
Sebastian was also pretty sure that Dave also liked Kurt. After all, Dave was following Kurt like a lost puppy. Kurt would say something funny, Dave would laugh and touch him on the arm. He'd carry Kurt's books and wait for him at his locker. He was also pretty sure that Dave knew he liked Kurt. Every time Seb looked at Kurt when Dave was around, he'd get the death stare.
He really didn't want the drama right now, so Sebastian ducked his head and spun back to face the inside of his locker. He opened his bag and reached into his locker to gather the books he needed for the rest of the day. When he heard Kurt's giggles, his heart expanded. Oh god I love that sound. However, when the sounds got closer, he also heard Dave's laugh. Bastard. How could a sweetheart Kurt seriously like that jerk?! As the noise charged towards him, he shuffled his body further and further into his locker, his red Chuck Taylors squeaking against the floor of the corridor as he moved.
Feeling the presence of the cheerleader and the jock behind him, Sebastian closed his eyes tightly.
He was a very socially awkward person at his best. He was terrible at communicating with people who weren't in the after school clubs he was a part of. He'd start mumbling and a part of his soul would die of embarrassment.
Nobody outside of the nerd groups wanted to talk to him. Hell, he was even too nerdy for some of the nerds. He'd never even had a conversation with someone of a higher popularity rank than himself. The only contact he had with that world was a slushy to the face and a painful push into a locker.
I really need to get a grip.
I'm in love with the head cheerleader, who just so happens to be the most popular guy in school, who doesn't know I exist. The second most popular guy, the quarterback, wants to make my life a misery and take the guy I love. Everybody hates me or wants absolutely nothing to do with me. Isn't life grand?
But hey, I'm the straight A+ guy who will be the boss of these jerks someday. Have fun washing my Roles Royce assholes!
The bell marking the starting of the next class rang through the space. The crowds parted like the red sea, all hurrying to their assigned classrooms. Sebastian shut his locker door and exhaled.
I hate my life.