Dave's up before the alarm clock goes off, a rare feat made even more unique when he greets his family good morning in a sing-song voice and with a smile. He doesn't know why, but he's woken up in a good mood. He has a feeling today will be a good day, a day when nothing can go wrong, maybe even an important, memorable day. He has his favorite classes today, the only one he isn't so fond of being Geography, but he'll be taking a test for this subject, one he's studied his ass off for and feels totally confident that he can do well at, might actually ace. Better yet, he's got football practice in the afternoon, and that has quickly become the best part of his day. He misses hockey sometimes, the feeling of nearly flying through the rink, the incredible speed he can reach when he's on skates. He enjoys football, though, and is grateful to his friend Azimio for pushing him into trying out for it. It turned out he was a natural. It's a pity he couldn't play both, though, but the schedules conflict, and even if they didn't, the hockey and football teams in McKinley are nearly enemies, no one in their right mind would play for both. And he'd much rather play football – at the end of the day, it was more popular and all the athletes were treated like stars. As a hockey player, he had been a no one. As a football player, he's on top of the social food chain – and he fully intends to remain that way.

The day goes by as predicted and everything seems to be going on spectacularly well for him, until football practice. He's dressed in his full uniform, pads and all, warming up with his teammates, when Coach Tanaka blows his whistle and motions for them to assemble around him. He starts scolding them for not being able to score goals, which makes Dave a bit ashamed of himself, but he just shrugs it off. It's not like he can help much, he's a right guard, not a kicker. Coach then says anyone who can score a goal is on the team and he briefly wonders if he can get one of his ex-teammates from hockey to try out. He's startled out of his reverie by a more than unexpected appearance: Kurt Hummel, the school's resident fag, saying he wants to try out for kicker (though he uses another word Dave doesn't really get). Dave chuckles. Who does that fairy think he is? He looks nowhere fit enough to kick that high, not to mention he's dressed in the most ridicule way Dave's ever seen, with long socks over sweatpants and a long-sleeved T-shirt that goes past his ass and fits way too tightly (not that Dave was looking or anything). Besides, Coach Tanaka would never let a fag into the team – he knows the queer would just be ogling them in the locker room. None of the other guys would feel comfortable with an effeminate boy around, not to mention he might make one of the guys gay, and who wants that? His mom would say he shouldn't be so harsh, that the poor boy doesn't know best and just needs to helped to amend his ways, but Dave wants nowhere near him, just in case. Coach Tanaka allows him to try on, however, and Dave shakes his head. He's pretty sure Coach just wants to have a laugh at the fag's expense, and, sure enough, everyone else is snickering when Hummel takes his place and turns on the stereo, but Dave thinks he should have just been told off already. Pretending that he has a chance won't do anyone any good.

Hummel turns on the stereo and some loud pop music starts, something by JLo or Beyoncé, Dave's not really sure (nor does he care). Some of the boys start swaying a bit, laughing in mockery, and Dave rolls his eyes. He just hopes it doesn't take too long so that they can all go back to their training and stop wasting time. The queer boy starts dancing, moving arms and legs in some sort of routine, then he rolls his hips and Dave takes a step back, stunned. Hummel continues, going as far as turning his ass to them and slapping it a few times, and Dave blushes. His heartbeat increases and he looks at his feet, utterly embarrassed, although he's not sure why. He suddenly feels hot and all he wants to do is run back into the locker room. He closes his eyes, but the image of Kurt Hummel shaking his hips and smacking his own butt assaults him and he feels his cock stir in interest. He gasps, reopening his eyes with the sheer shock of what's just happened. He takes a few calming breaths, regaining his composure, sighing with relief that nobody seems to have noticed what had happened. Not that he's sure what exactly has happened himself. He's never had that reaction over a guy before, but, truth be told, he's never had that reaction over a girl either. He enjoys touching himself and imagining other hands that not his own exciting him, maybe even a warm mouth, with pink lips and wet tongue, but that's it. He's never connected his arousal to a full person, though he's tried to imagine one of the cheerleader's a couple times. And now, somehow, his body has reacted to the fag, of all people. He wonders what his mom would say, though he knows already: she'd say it's a sin and that it's impure, but that if he just prays hard enough, the Lord will forgive him and help him mend his ways. He makes a mental note to pray harder that night – if the fag has managed to infect him somehow, he'll be purified.

The sound of a helmet hitting the ground startles him, and he realizes he's missed Hummel's kick – and, apparently, his goal. Everyone's gone silent and Coach Tanaka has walked fast to where Hummel's standing, hand on hips, and is now talking to him. Dave can't hear what they're saying, but he's pretty sure he already knows the outcome: Hummel's the new member of the football team.