Summary: So I got this idea from somewhere deep in my mind basically this doesn't really follow the Glee plot, other than the characters and the pairings. So Kurt doesn't live in Lima, Ohio, never went to WMHS, and never joined New Directions. So this chapter is just to introduce you to Kurt's life here in my story so hope you enjoy… Oh! And this happens to be a Dalton Academy Reform school fic :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its characters :( sadly but I do own the plot and characters that I made up.
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So now on to the story :)
Kurt loved his life it was good…. Minus one thing. Kurt had a loving dad caring step-mom and step-brother. Good friends who he trusted with just about anything and an amazing talent his voice. He was an outstanding student, caring and respective step-brother, step-son and son to his family, his friends adored his diva sometimes bitchy but yet understanding and caring personality. He always got what he wanted at home spoiled but yet appreciative. Not to mention he was definitely a sight to see he had perfect chestnut hair which would always be perfectly styled, flawless, smooth pale but not a sickly pale mind you! More like a porcelain pale skin, with piercing blue eyes, full pink lips, that when in the form of a smile never showed his teeth and to top it all off he had a slim, fragile looking, but slightly muscular figure, which was always covered in top designer's clothes. Mow Kurt's life seemed like it should be perfect after all he had wonderful friends and family and all the designer clothes a gay teen could ask for right? Right but Kurt had multiple problems the majority of them wearing football jackets. Kurt being the only openly proud gay kid at his school was a target to multiple offensives. So when on this particular day h was not at all shocked when he felt the sudden coldness against his face he looked down and confirmed his suspensions. Kurt Hummel had just received what others called a slushie facial but what he called a destruction of his designer clothes, Kurt looked up to see a small group of jocks walking away empty slushie cup in hand and smirks painted on each of their faces. Sighing Kurt turned around opened his locker and took out the spare pair of clothes he always kept stashed in his locker for moments just like this and a jar of facial cream. Making his way to the boy's bathroom he heard a familiar voice.
"Hey Kurt fairy I think you're going to the wrong bathroom girl's bathroom is across the hall" Kurt turned around to find a smirking Jacob Greenwald watching him along with 3 other beefy football jerks. Giving him his "bitch shut the fuckup and walk away" glare Kurt rolled his eyes and walked into the bathroom going to the last stall and changing. As Kurt stepped out to wipe slushie off his face he was shocked to see the 3 jerks waiting in the bathroom for him. Cocking an eyebrow at them Kurt turned and proceed to clean the slushie out of his hair and face it wasn't until he reached for his cream that Jacob who seemed to be in charge spoke up.
"I mean it Hummel you don't belong in here this bathroom happens to be for boys only"
"Frankly Jacob" Kurt spat the boy's name out feeling the disgust on his tongue "I think you're the one that doesn't belong here "Kurt smirked as Jacob's eyebrow's furrowed together in confusion "with as much knowledge as you had when you were born you shouldn't even be in high school, but I guess pathetic, Neanderthals, with a brain the size of a speck of dust who happen to think they can just tackle their way through life, get all the advantages don't they? You would know right Jacob" again disgust lingered on his tongue. "Considering you're the model teenage moron for that description" Jacob just stared at Kurt as he was an alien."I didn't understand half of what you just said Hummel"
"My point exactly" Kurt said with a roll of his eyes. Suddenly Kurt's back was against the wall and Jacob had a hold of his by his collar fury in his eyes.
"Listen Hummel I am so tired of your gay ass fagot fairy bullshit, it's time to end the once and for all." Then a loud bell rang through the boy's ears it wasn't until one of Jacob's henchmen spoke up about being late then he let go leaving a terrified Kurt shaking. After recuperating Kurt hurried to class. Despite the funny looks from his friends nobody bother to question him.
It wasn't until later that day in the locker room that Kurt's life was changed. Adjusting his hair quickly Kurt turned around to only be face to face with Jacob. He wasted no time in shoving Kurt up against the lockers, closing his eyes Kurt waited for the fierce blow of Jacob's fist but instead was disgusted to feel Jacob's lips against his. Quickly pulling away Kurt attempted to push Jacob off him but the bigger boy just trailed his hands down Kurt's body down to his ass squeezing it and that when it happened something Kurt finally just snapped and before either boy knew what was happening Kurt's fist were flying. Kurt grabbed a handful of blonde locks in his fist and repeatedly smashed Jacob's head against the bench not caring that after the 4th blow the boy was already unconscious blood running down his head. He couldn't help it; it wasn't until a teacher was prying him away that he finally stopped. After four days Jacob finally came to telling a story about Kurt coming on to him and when Jacob turned him down the boy just attacked him. Naturally Jacob's parents pressed charges. The judge "let him off easy" as she put it after seeing spotless record but he put it as torture but better than juvie. He Kurt Elizabeth Hummelwas sentenced to The Dalton Academy Reform School for The Troubled Youth being forced to spend the rest of his high school life there. So here Kurt was hugging his crying emotional wreck of a family, Kurt hugged his dad one last time before turning around wiping the tears from his eyes and holding his head high he board the bus taking him away from his loved ones and his home. Kurt hated the idea of being so far away going from Columbus Ohio to Westerville Ohio. But he had reassured his family that he would be home to visit every chance he got. Kurt pulled his iPod losing himself fin the bliss that is music for the rest of the trip. Being so caught up in his thoughts he almost didn't noticed when the bus stopped outside a rich, private snobby looking school. "Maybe just maybe this wouldn't be this bad" Kurt thought but that thought was gone as soon as he stepped off the bus and he saw all the heavy security. And then was patted down by a man who appeared to be in his late 20's after being cleared through Kurt was leaded into the main hall of his new school, and new life.