A/N Hey guys so this is going to be quit a long fic. This is based on Chris Colfer saying he had weight issues in high school. A little back story

Glee club never happened, It was formed but Mr. Shue never put the drugs so Finn was never in the club

Finn also never found out Beth wasn't his child so he never dated Rachel

Burt and Carole never married although they did date so the basement incident happened

Alright I think that's it, enjoy hons

Ugly

Fat

Pale

Girly

Unlovable

Worthless

Those words ran through his mind as Kurt Hummel started at himself in the mirror. Rolls of fat on his stomach. His double chin stood out, his awful puffy cheek looked so big. He hated his life. Hated the way he looked. Hated his run of the mill job as a singing waiter. Hated his apartment with Rachel who ever day was there to remind him of his failure to get into NYDA. Hated vogue for so quickly turning him down. He that he'd never had a boyfriend. Hated how he stuffed all his hate with food. He hated his life. But he hated himself more than all of those thing's. It was his fault he looked like this. His damn fault he couldn't turn down that damn box of cookies last night after Rachel told him she got a call back for Funny Girl. It was all his damn fault.

He thought back to the first time he used food to stuff his pain. He was twelve years old. He had been bullied all through school, but today was the first time they hit him. The guys got him in the locker room pushing and shoving him. At that age he had begin to understand why he was hated. It was too much for him. He ate a crate of ice cream. That was the first time of the cycle. Not the last. Before he came out to his dad he munched through a whole bag of chips. When he blew the defying gravity diva off he ran through a box of mint cookies. When Finn called him that awful word he indulged on a dozen donuts. And when Dave stole his first and last kiss he went crazy. Two cartons of ice cream, a box of cookies , a bag of chips and a whole cake. He almost passed out from that. But he didn't know how to deal with that kind of pain. His first kiss was supposed to magical, beautiful with someone who loved not someone who pushed him into lockers and called him awful names. It broke his heart. He liked romance and that was about as far away from romance as it got

He fixed the collar of his shirt, not sure why he cared but he did. His job was very plain and boring but at least he got to sing, which is something up until that point he got to do very little of. His high school had a very small arts program and the glee club lasted about a week considering it only had about 5 members including, the kid in the wheel chair, the emo girl, that sassy black chick, Rachel and himself. Sounds like a winning glee club right?

So at least this job if nothing else gave him that. The pay was bad, his boss was a witch but he was singing and who knows maybe a casting agent would see him.

Yeah right he scowled to himself like they would pick me. Wishful thinking Hummel, he got out his wallet and keys pulling his jacket off the rack.

"I'm heading out Rach!" he called out to his roommate who was showering, heading off to NYDA for another glories day of sucking face with whatever guy she found this week.

"Ok, have fun" she called back.

He rolled his eyes

"Sure I'll try" he mocked

"Love you" she answered

He couldn't help but his heart start to melt a little at that. Very few people beside his dad ever said that to him and really meant it.

"I love you to Rachel. Oh and have fun sucking face today" He teased on his way out. He could hear her laughter from the door and couldn't help but smile. He loved that girl so much.

"You're late" came the unfriendly voice of his boss

"By a minute Mr. Ryan. There was traffic."

"Whatever Hummel. I can fire you as fast as I hire you! Don't think you're the only failed artist in this city with a decent voice I too was -"

"Yeah I know big dreams, no money I know the story." Kurt growled not wanting to her his about his bosses failed life, when his was a mess as well

"Get to work. You got table 3" his boss scowled throwing him, his pad of paper and pen

"Thanks boss" Kurt crooned sarcasticly.

"No problem" Mr. Ryan scowled back

Their eyes locked cold blooded hate. Ok maybe Kurt was being a tad bit over dramatic, but hey he was Kurt Hummel what do you expect?

Kurt sighed, defeated knowing no matter what he said, his boss would win, that he could kick Kurt out with one word, and Kurt really, really needed this job. He knew Rachel had the money to pay for the apartment but it wouldn't be fair to put that on her. He'd be forced to go back to Ohio. He was NOT going back, even doing this was better than back home.

"I'll just head to my table" Kurt mumbled

His boss smirked, not saying anything knowing he still had the power. Smug bastard. When Kurt got to the table he saw to pretty girls sitting together holding hands. One was a beautiful Hispanic, with long dark hair, and big brown eyes. The other was a smiling blonde girl with a bright look in her face. Kurt couldn't help but smile at that, knowing how looked down upon it would be in Ohio. The other person sitting with them caught Kurt's eye almost stopping his heart.

It was a stunning boy with curly dark hair, honey colored eyes and the most beautiful tan skin Kurt had ever seen. A lovely smile light his face as he laughed at he laughed at something the blonde girl said. He playfully hit the dark skinned girl, it looked as though she had tossed him a teasing comment. This boy hit Kurt like a train. Kurt had of course liked boys. He had liked Sam and Finn in high school. And here he saw hot boys everywhere. But this, this boy was different. Special. He made Kurt feel dizzy with glee, his heart spin, his face flush. He wanted that boy, more than he wanted anything. More than getting into NYDA, more than getting on stage, more than anything, If Kurt didn't believe at first sight he sure as hell did know.

Kurt took a deep breath, walking over to the handsome boy.

"My name is Kurt Hummel and I will be your sever today" Kurt sang, trying harder than most of the time wanted to impress the boy

The handsome boy laughed

"I told you they sang Santana!" The boy said

" Whatever Anderson I just didn't expect it that's all. I'm still a virgin of singing food places" she laughed

Anderson, interesting

"Blaine was right San, San" the blonde one sang

Blaine Anderson

That was a beautiful name, for a beautiful boy.

"I apolgive for our weirdness, could we maybe get drinks?" the boy- Blaine asked

"Of course" Kurt stuttered before catching his mistake that he spoke.

"I mean of course" he sang quickly corrected

"I'll take a coke and one for Brit to" Santana nodded toward her girlfriend

"I'll take a medium drip" Blaine said

"Coffee lover huh? I'm a fan myself" Kurt sang way off key smiling

Blaine smiled back

"Well I'm glad we have something in common Kurt" Blaine said pausing for a moment to look at his name tag.

Kurt swooned when Blaine said his name, it made him feel like he was floating. He could hardly walk to the kitchen to collect the drinks, his knees felt wobbly.

"Sheesh Hummel you look like you saw a ghost get a grip" Mr. Ryan snapped.

Kurt nodded not really paying any mind only wanting to get back to Blaine.

"Here you go" he set the drinks down trying, not to drop them which was pretty hard with Blaine's stunning eyes on him.

"Thank you this coffee looks perfect" Blaine reveled his white teeth into a huge smile.

"No problem now what would you guys like to eat?" Kurt asked

"Just a sub for me no tomatoes."

Santana smirked

"He has a weird fear of anything red" she teased

Blaine stuck his tongue out but didn't deny it.

"And for you girls"

"A garden salad for me" Santana said handing him the menu.

" Brownies!" Britney squealed

"No Brit you got to eat" Santana said softly

"Aww but San"

"No baby you have to eat real food. We'll get some sweets after" Santana admonished.

"Fine… can I have chicken fingers than?" Britney asked

"Of course honey" Santana laced their hands together leaning into a kiss

"Aww" Kurt cooed he couldn't help it, they were cute.

"Like what you see?" Santana asked

"No! I mean you guys are cute but I'm gay"

"Oh I guess were all gay here then" Blaine said smiling and Kurt almost had a heart attack. He honestly didn't expect Blaine to be gay.

"We can be our own gay pride parade." Santana laughed

"I'm a bicorn" Britney said randomly

"I'm going to put your orders in and your food should get in soon" Kurt sang

The food cooked quickly and they Kurt brought back the food, the end of this came much to quick, making Kurt want to cry.

Blaine paid thanking him, before walking out.

Kurt opened the bill to find a nice tip of ten dollars and a note

Thank you for the great dinning time, you were a fantastic waiter. We'll be sure to come back soon and leave a good review with the manger- Blaine, Santana and Brit

Kurt squealed, knowing Blaine had wrote the note. He placed it in his pocket as he began to clean the table. As he picked up the stuff he noticed a card.

Blaine Anderson fitness trainer, get your life in order with my help!

Under it was his number. Kurt grinned this could be a golden opportunity. He could get in shape and get close to Blaine at the same time.

Maybe Kurt's life was taking a turn for the better after all.