Mean Guys Chapter 1, a glee fanfic

Hello! This popped into my head the other night and I just had to write it! It won't be any longer that 10 or 15 chapters, but we'll see. If you guys like it, I might consider making it a little longer, but who knows. I'm still trying to figure out a few things for this and Learning to Love so hang in there!

Chapter -1-

The Warblers were not a group to mess with. Sure, they sang top 40 hits in show choir competitions by day, but by night they were a gang of misfits. And even thought their school strictly prohibited bullying, the warblers never missed a chance to harass people when they though no one was watching. Kurt would watch in disgust as the three ring leaders, David, Wes, and Blaine would taunt random boys in the halls. One day they caught Kurt glaring at them.

"What you looking at Hummel?" Wes asked as he jumped at him.

David gave an evil glare as Blaine proceeded to knock Kurt's books out of his hands.

The three amigos continued down the hallway as Kurt took a deep breath to calm himself. He was sure they were laughing at something stupid, but Kurt didn't care. He bent down to pick up his belongings as he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"You need some help?" the voice said. The very recognizable boy kneeled next to Kurt helping him pick up his books.

Kurt turned to look at his face, "Puck?" he said in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

Puck stood up and handed Kurt his things, "You know just checking the spot, making sure nobody's messing with you." He looked suspiciously from side to side then back to Kurt, "Those assholes aren't hassling you are they?"

Kurt shook his head, "No they're a couple friends," he lied, "We always joke like that."

Puck raised an eyebrow as he started walking Kurt down the hall. Kurt cleared his throat about to say something else until Puck spoke up.

"Well, I'm just making sure. I don't have to kick anyone's behind up in this joint. After what Karofsky pulled the guys and I aren't taking any more chances, no matter what this schools policy is."

Kurt was touched that his friends back at McKinley cared about him enough to make sure he was okay. Kurt nodded his head knowing full well Puck was referring to the traumatic bullying he underwent with David Karofsky. First he terrified him for a year, shoving him into lockers, and tossing slushy's in his face. It wasn't until he kissed Kurt a couple of weeks ago that he finally realized why he had been treating Kurt that way. Because Karofsky was gay himself, and was too afraid to come out. He threatened to kill Kurt if he told anyone, and that was the straw that broke the camel's back. Burt and Carole found him a new school that was supposed to have a strict no bullying policy. Obviously it wasn't too strict if kids were still getting bullied by none other than the schools Glee Club.

They reached Kurt's last class of the day. Puck patted Kurt's shoulder, "You sure you okay dude?"

"I'm fine, Puck." Kurt said trying his best to smile, "Now go back to school and tell the rest of the guys that too."

"Okay. But I'll be back!" Puck said smiling and taking off just as fast as he had come.

Kurt stood there for a moment grateful that he had friends out there who he knew had his back. He wanted to be back at McKinley so badly, but he didn't want to upset his dad or Carole and waste all the money they had spent on his tuition, just so he could be back at McKinley 3 weeks later. Kurt knew there had to be some way he could make this work.

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Kurt walked into his dorm room exhausted. He felt as though he had just run a marathon. He didn't know why he was so tired all of a sudden, but he just wanted to go to bed. He waved to his roommate who was sitting on his bed chatting with someone on the phone.

"Hey Kurt!" he exclaimed holding the bottom of the phone.

Kurt waved again, more effortlessly this time and collapsed on his own bed. He overheard a few words of his roommate's conversation as he hung up his blazer.

"Yeah, well I can't wait to see you either. Yeah… mhm… well my roommates here. I'll see you tomorrow."

Kurt grabbed some pajamas out of the dresser sat back down on his bed.

"Hot date Steve?" Kurt said removing his shoes.

"Oh Yeah!" Steve said dancing to no music, "She's so hot! And I finally got the guts to ask her out and she said yes!"

Kurt smiled, "Well congratulations."

Steve frowned and punched Kurt's arm, "What's wrong Kurt?"

Kurt held his arm, "Well first of all, my arm is sore now, but… I just, I don't know." Kurt sighed, "I'm just not happy here."

Steve sat next to Kurt on his bed, "Aw common man. You'll get used to it. What made you happy at your old school?"

"Singing," Kurt said immediately.

"Well, why don't you sing?"

Kurt laughed, "Right, and get hassled by those Neanderthal Warblers every day after school. No thanks."

"Hey, I'll join with you if that makes you feel better!" Steve perked up.

"Can you sing?" Kurt asked. He had never heard sing. Never really knew he had an interest in anything besides girls.

"Can I?" Steve sprung up from the bed and began belting out the first chorus of Do Ya Think I'm Sexy.

Kurt was rather impressed. He didn't think Steve had it in him. He and Steve had become rather good friends in their little time together.

"Okay, okay," Kurt said after he began another chorus, "Save it for your audition."

"Ooh so you're in?" Steve asked hopefully.

Kurt looked unsure.

"Look if any of those guys get in your grill, I'll whoop their asses!"

Kurt laughed at his new bodyguard. "Well, I guess it's worth a shot."

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Blaine Anderson was a horrible person. Well at least he thought so. He knew what he and the Warblers were doing was wrong, but he couldn't be the loser who didn't join in. But Blaine always knew he was different from the rest of the guys. He had a secret, and he couldn't risk anyone finding out. Especially not David and Wes. They were the closest thing he had to best friends, and he wasn't about to give that up just to be… well…

"Blaine… Blaine!" Wes said snapping his fingers in front of Blaine's face.

"Snap out of it!" David said clapping his hands.

Blaine snapped out of his little daydream and remembered where he was.

"Oh, sorry guys. I'm a little tired." Blaine said adjusting in his seat. "Who's next?"

David called in the next guy to audition for the Warblers.

"Steve Wilson?" David called out, "Tell me again why we are even having auditions this close to sectionals?"

"Because Nick left, and we need one more person," Blaine said plainly.

"Right," said David as Steve walked in calmly.

"Hello, what are you going to sing?" Wes said.

Steve cleared his throat, "Teenage Dream."

"Get out." David said rudely, "I hate that song!"

"What?" Blaine interrupted, "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, you haven't even heard him sing yet."

"Don't care," David put his hand up, "Get out! Next!" he called out.

Steve cursed as he walked out slowly. Blaine called out, "Kurt Hummel?"

He watched as the slightly pale boy walked into the room.

Blaine immediately noticed how beautiful the boy was. His flawless face, his beautiful eyes which color he just couldn't figure out. His red nose and cheeks, blushing from being nervous Blaine figured. He checked him all the way to his lips that looked so round and soft. No! Blaine shook the images out of his mind.

"What are you going to be singing for us today, Kurt?"

Kurt swallowed and spoke, "Um, Blackbird by the Beatles."

Blaine glanced over at David who nodded approvingly.

Wes took a tape from Kurt and slid it in the boom box. Blaine observed as Kurt took a deep breath, opened his mouth and began singing.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blaine had to catch his jaw before it dropped. He had never heard something or someone for this matter, so beautiful.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night

He watched eyes wide as the beautiful boy continued his solo. Blaine was so captivated. He had never been so… moved by someone's voice.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

The room was silent for a minute as the boy finished. Blaine clapped, but then stopped when he saw no one else doing the same. David chuckled.

"Wow, that was… awkward." He said looking up at Kurt, whose face read pure horror.

"Excuse me?" Kurt asked confused.

"Your voice is, well it's really high." David continued. He shook his head. "No."

Blaine could swear he saw Kurt's heart break right there.

"What? What do you mean no?" Kurt was on the verge of tears.

"I mean no, get out." David motioned to the door, "Who's next?"

Kurt ran out of the common room bawling.

Blaine was outraged. He slammed his clipboard down on the table, "What the hell was that?!"

David ignored his little outburst, "Blaine, I don't want a guy like him on the Warblers."

"A guy like who?" Blaine squinted his eyes. He knew what he meant, he just wanted to see if he would admit it.

"A gay guy, Blaine." David said matter-of-factly.

Blaine felt his heart sink. He couldn't believe this, "He was perfect." He mumbled as he sat back down.

Wes laughed out loud, "Gee Blaine, what are you in love with the guy?"

"No, I'm just saying. He would have been a great addition, that's all."

"Whatever," Wes rolled his eyes, "Who's next?"

Blaine sat in his chair motionless for the rest of the auditions. He felt horrible. Not only did Kurt have a wonderful voice, he seemed like an all-around nice person. Not like Blaine. Blaine knew he had to do something. He couldn't keep living like this. Living in this hell he called a life.

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