Chapter 1- Change
[Kurt's pov]
"I'm finally free. Free from all the bullying, teasing and getting thrown into bins," I thought to myself quietly. I finally graduated from hell and now, I was pretty much waiting for re-auditions at NYADA.

"Kurt! Were you listening?!" Rachel yelled.

I snapped back into reality and nodded my head. What did she say?
Rachel rolled her eyes at me and stood up.

"C'mon, let's walk home first."

We walked out of Breadstix and headed for Rachel's house. We kept silent for a few minutes before I spoke up.

"Don't you think it's too early for an engagement? You're basically only 18 plus you just graduated. And do I have to remind you that after summer you're moving to New York? Believe me, long distance relationships are hard and does Finn actually want to-"

"Oh my gods, Kurt. Calm down, okay?", Rachel interrupted.

I shrugged while she continued.

"I know it may seem like it's a little to early for our engagement but I really love Finn so, shouldn't we seize this moment while we're young?".

Rachel had a point. Finn and her had been together for quite a while now and I had to admit, Finchel was cute as shit. So since I'm the wedding planner, I'm gonna plan things right and hopefully Rachel would put up with me because I tend to…Over do some things.

We had reached her house but I decided that I would go home too. We hugged and I left her doorstep.

"Dad? I'm back," I said as I took out my watch and placed it on the table. As I walked in I saw my father sitting on the couch in the living room and he called out to me. Sitting on the chair adjacent to the couch, Burt had this look on his face. Crap He's gonna give one of those prep talks again, isn't he?

"How's everything going son?"

Well, I told him I was doing fine, especially since I graduated. Not forgetting the upcoming wedding in a few weeks time.

"Good to know, Kurt. But, uh… I wanted to talk to you about something a little more important. It concerns you, obviously. I know you aren't exactly attracted to, uh, women but I was wondering… You know, have you found your man?", Burt asked.

Have I found a man? What in the world, dad. I thought guys don't talk about their feelings?

"Dad, wh-why would you ask?", I stuttered. The reason wasn't because it was personal. The truth was that I was,well… Embarrassed. In fact, I hadn't thought of it that much honestly. Do I have a crush or boyfriend? Answer's no. Except for that one time I liked my perfectly straight stepbrother. Which was awkward...

"I know the whole 'coming out of the closet' thing was pretty rough for you but I wanted to know if you had a particular someone in your life. I mean, all your close and bestfriends are girls. Don't you think it's time to hang out with a guy, maybe?"

I stiffened and I swear I was blushing real hard. Really dad?