Sup Fan fiction readers! I am Magic painter and I am here with a new fan fiction.
Thanks to school and family problems I was away for a bit. (Truth be told I just didn't feel like writing)
Well I hope you like it!
Warning: Yaoi, o.c., cursing and KLAINEBOWS! Unbetaed(sorry for all the grammar mistakes)
If you don't like any of that, then kindly go away!
The ratting might change later on
Declaimer: Glee is not mine if it was mine Kurt would get all the solos not Rachel.
Background info:
Kurt is still in Dalton
Kurt has been at Dalton from the beginning of the school year
Kurt is a junior and Blaine is a sophomore
Blaine still hasn't admitted his feeling for Kurt, so they are still friends. D:
Sebastian (freshman) is sort of nice….
Also Kurt knows how to play the piano. :D
Speaking in different languages and thought are in italic formant
(Sorry to those reading on the mobile version) 0w0.
My o.c. info:
Name: Brendon Michel,
He is Italian and can speak fluent Italian and some French :)
He is a junior (so same grade as Kurt)
Brown hair,
Brown eyes,
Height: 6.2"
Favorite genre of music: classical, pop rock like neon trees, dud-step, country… he likes many more but those he loves the most
Hobbies: artist, singer, plays the violin/piano/guitar (self-taught on piano and guitar, had a teacher for violin), dancer (self-taught, likes to shuffle, jump style, hardcore, etc.) Doesn't do sports but keeps fit.
Brendon is the prefect hotty! (lol jk)
Well that's it for now… (I hope) so anyways onward to the story!
Kurt was rushing over to his first class of the day, French. His alarm didn't go off and he work up at 7:30, classes started at 8:00. It wasn't enough time for his daily face treatment, so he just skipped it. He hopped his skin wouldn't suffer. Kurt tripped over his feet almost face planting the dirty floor. He huffed, best way of starting the day Kurt thought. He replaced his bag over shoulders and smoothed out his tight fitted blazer. He took out a small hand mirror and quickly fixed the out of place hairs. Checking his self over once more, he put away the small hand mirror. Smiling, he opened the door.
The class looked over to the sound of the opened door. Kurt blushed and looked down.
"Glad to see you made it to class" the French, Mrs. Dubois commented. "Now go take a sit."
Kurt nodded and ambled to his sit. Once sited, Mrs. Dubois greeted them in French and explained the learning plan of the day. Mid-way through her speech the principle came in. All the student stood up, showing respect to the Principle.
"Well what do we own the honor of you visiting our class?" asked Mrs. Dubois.
"I came to introduce our new student." The principal smiled, walking into the middle of the class with the new student trailing behind him. He moved a bit to the side giving the new kid all the attention of the class.
"Go on introduce yourself, young man." The principal smiled.
The new kid nodded. He looked confidant as he stood in the center of the attention. Kurt smiled. He doesn't look half bad, he thought. Blushing at his own thought Kurt looked down to his desk.
"Um, Hello my name is Brendon Michel." He said smiling.
"Excuse me, Brendon this is a French class. So if it isn't too much to ask could you introduce yourself in French?" Mrs. Dubois requested.
"Oh Um ok. B-bonjour je m'appelle Brendon. C'est bien de vous rencontrer tous." Brendon stumbled over some words but other than that it was good.
"Well now that introductions are over. Kurt Hummel could you please stand up?" The principal asked looking for him.
Kurt still blushing stood up. Brendon was now giving him his full attention. He tried to turn his attention to the principal, but kept stealing glances at Brendon.
"Kurt I would like you to show Mr. Michel around school and the dorm rooms, if it isn't too much to ask" Said the principal.
Kurt nodded and muttered a meek yes. The principal smiled and dismissed his self from the classroom. Mrs. Dubois gave Brendon a workbook, flash cards and this week's assignments. He was given a desk which was two students behind Kurt. The class went on like always. Kurt began to doddle in his notebook. Being fluent in French gave Kurt a great advantage in the class but it also bored him to death. Sure once in a while he learned new stuff but those day where really rare. After half the class period ended, Mrs. Dubois paired the students together to begin using the new material. No surprise, she paired up Brendon with Kurt.
"um Kurt, right?" Brendon asked as he sat down into the desk besides Kurt.
Kurt nodded smiling and responded "Yup that's me. It nice to meet you, Brendon."
"Boys! This is French and I expect you to use it!" Mrs. Dubois scolded.
Both boys blushed and laughed a bit.
"So how do you like Dalton?" asked Kurt.
"It's ok, I guess. I just getting used to the feeling, its way different then public school. " Brendon answered honestly.
"I know how you feel. My first day of school here was really different then my old school back in Lima, but once you get over it, it's ok" Said Kurt.
"You went to public school?" Brendon asked a bit in surprise. Kurt nodded. Brendon blushed and muttered a soft sorry. "I expected most of the people here to be rich and never even set foot 100 feet from a public school."
"It's cool. I am here on a scholarship actually." Kurt commented.
"Really? Wow that's pretty cool. I am here thanks to my family." Brendon smiled. "They do too much for me."
"I know what you mean. My father had to give up some of his honeymoon money to help me get here. The scholarship help but I still need to pay for a few other things." Kurt smiled thinking of his father.
The bell rang. All the students began to put their supplies away and walking out the door. Kurt waited for Brendon as he conversed with the teacher. Once done they head to Brendon's next class. Saying their goodbyes, Kurt soon left to his second period.
+=+=+= to be continued maybe owo
I hope you liked it so far. If you want me to continue just comment! Also I would like advice to help make my stories better! Thanks for reading!