Hello! This is my newest multi-chap endeavour, something that I'm hoping to update fairly regularly. This first part is an introduction and the second part will be up to read very soon. I'm currently finishing my previous multi-chap, so this will have my full attention very soon.
So without further-ado, I put you in the fashionably capable hands of Mr Kurt Hummel!
(Glee is not mine.)
Kurt hated the first day of school. He hated the first day of the school week. He hated the first day of the school year. He hated the first day he'd returned to school after his mom died. His dad had made him a packed lunch, but the salad had made the bread soggy and a boy had pushed him for crying before a teacher had scooped Kurt up and taken him to sit down in the quiet room.
Long story short, he really didn't like going back to school.
He sighed and grabbed his schedule and his French textbook from his locker, replacing them with a clean set of clothes in readiness for the "first day back" slushie that was sure to come flying his way at some point that day. He banged the locker door shut and hoisted his bag onto his shoulder, then promptly dropped it as he turned to find none other than David Karofsky standing right behind him.
"Crap! David could you not stand directly behind me when I'm at my locker please?" Kurt said exasperatedly as he bent down to retrieve his bag. "You and lockers are my least favourite things in combination. With the possible exception of whatever Rachel decides to dress herself in on a daily basis."
Dave didn't say anything straight away, just shuffled his feet nervously and looked around to check no one was listening in.
"Look, Kurt, are you taking music this semester?" he asked in a low voice after he'd made certain no one was eavesdropping.
"Yes..." Kurt replied slowly. "I have it fifth period after lunch today. Why?" he asked suspiciously.
"Because...because I'm taking it too," Dave replied quickly, glancing around nervously. Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"You're taking music? You? Since when were you musical?" Kurt demanded, hand on hip.
"I had to choose between this, home economics or calculus!" Dave said in a strangled whisper. "And I can't take calculus because I really need a good GPA to get into college-"
"Calculus is tough," Kurt said nodding.
"Exactly! And there is no way I am learning how to make cupcakes or fairy stuff like that, no way!" David thumped the locker next to him. Kurt jumped back, eyes wide and eyeing Dave's fist. Dave stared at him, then held up his hands in a peace gesture.
"Look, I'm sorry! I wasn't going to hit you, I swear," Dave babbled. "It was an accident, I just lost control!" He looked so genuinely pathetic that Kurt almost smiled.
"It's fine, David," Kurt said shortly. "Just don't do it again."
Dave stood nervously, not saying a word. The bell rang shrilly and Kurt jumped again. Dave put his hand on Kurt's arm briefly then disappeared into the throng of students.
"Hey Kurt!" Mercedes appeared at Kurt's side, shortly followed by Tina and Brittany. "Are you okay?" Mercedes frowned, seeing the less-than-happy look on Kurt's face.
Kurt plastered a show smile on his face so fast that it would have taken Shelby Corcoran by surprise.
"I'm fine! How are you enjoying your first day back, ladies?" he asked, linking his arm through Mercedes' and walking down the corridor, Tina and Brittany giggling at their cell phones behind them.
"Fine," Mercedes replied, steering them around a gaggle of cheerleaders. "I miss Sam though," she said a little sadly.
"Oh Mercedes," Kurt said, stopping and enveloping her in a hug. "I'm sorry."
She hugged him back and Brittany and Tina jumped on them shortly followed by Rachel, Finn, Puck and Mike, resulting in a large hug-fest that blocked up half the corridor and caused several students to trip (Puck later denied any involvement) as they stared at the madness.
Rachel stepped back and clapped her hands excitedly before taking a deep breath and speaking very quickly. "I would like to be the first person to say 'Welcome Back'! After the summer break I think we can all agree that focusing on winning nationals should be our top priority, especially since most of us will be leaving McKinley after this year to go on to bigger and better things! I've had several ideas that I thought would be sure-fire ways to get us straight to nationals-"
"I hope one of those ideas involves us tying you up backstage before we go on." Santana had arrived. Brittany grinned and skipped over to her, spinning her around and giving her a hug.
"No, Santana, they don't," Rachel replied, folding her arms. "I admit that nationals went less smoothly than I would have hoped, and we all learned some valuable lessons about stagemanship-"
"Like not making out with your boyfriend in the middle of the most important performance of our lives?" Tina said as she hooked her arm around Mike's. Rachel went pink and started spluttering.
"Hey guys, back off Rachel, okay?" Finn stepped in and put his arm around Rachel's shoulder, pulling her to him. "It wasn't just her fault."
"Oh, we know that, Frankenteen," Santana said furiously. "I made a voodoo doll of you too."
"Okaaaay," Kurt interjected, stepping between them and holding his arms out. "Let's just calm it down a bit. They said they were sorry."
"Actually, they didn't," Mercedes pointed out. Kurt glared at her.
"What do we have here?" The Glee club turned to see Sue Sylvester marching down the now-empty corridor, an evil grin on her face. "I didn't know they'd opened a leper colony in the school yet. I was specifically told next year."
No one said a word. Santana was still shooting daggers at Finn and Rachel and the others didn't dare move lest they incur the wrath of Sue. Eventually Kurt stepped away from the group and said, "I'm going to class. See you all in Glee later," then disappeared as Santana began screaming at Finn and Rachel, and Sue began screaming at the Glee kids.