Hello & Goodbye
Chapter one
Kurt Hummel walked quickly through the McKinley High School hallway, trying to avoid the jocks, who would surely give him a slushie all over his new Louis Vuitton bag. Just because he was carrying a bag didn't mean it was a purse.
"Kurt Hummel?"
Oh no, I've been caught, Kurt thought and braced himself as he turned around to face the voice. It just turned out to be Ms. Dawson, the school secretary. Kurt breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes?" he answered.
"You have a call from your father in the front office."
His father? That was weird. His father wouldn't call him at school unless it was an emergency. Kurt scanned the hallway for jocks, and dashed to the office. He picked up the phone.
"Kurt?" his father said on the other line.
"Yes, Dad?" Kurt said, worried.
"Do you remember Sam?"
Sam Whitley was the toughest person Kurt ever knew. And Sam was a girl. Until Kurt was ten, he had lived in Philadelphia, next door to the Whitleys. Sam and Kurt were the same age, with their birthdays exactly one month from the other. Kurt was actually the one who was one month older, but Sam would always dismiss that fact. Her full name was actually Samantha Claudia Whitley, but ever since she was three years old she insisted on being called Sam. About the same time Sam was allowed on the boy's football team, Kurt was allowed on the cheerleading squad. They had always been best friends, and promised to always be best friends, until Kurt's mom passed away and Kurt's dad went into a depression. Sam's mother, Anna, always had a compassionate heart, and when she witnessed Burt losing his job and slowly losing his relationship with Kurt, she pulled some strings and got him a job in Lima, Ohio, a much smaller town than Philadelphia, so that Burt could refocus and live his life. While Kurt was still adjusting, he would call Sam almost every day, but after a few years they lost contact. Kurt was surprised to hear her name again.
That Saturday, after Kurt was even more nervous than he was before regionals. He had arranged and rearranged his room about ten times. He was hoping she would walk in through the door in some dress or something, all made up, so they would have plenty to talk about.
"Isn't it awkward for a girl to be staying in my room?" Kurt asked his father.
"It'll only be for a few days, until they can find a place. We have to be as welcoming as we can, seeing as we went through the same thing, with Mom dying, and they helped us out. It's the least we can do after Bill died. And you know how close Sam and Bill were."
Kurt looked down, thinking about how much Sam loved her father. Bill had just died in a car accident with a drunk driver. He was the only one in the car, thankfully, but it left his wife and daughter devastated, and Kurt offered to help them start a new life, just as they had helped Burt and Kurt start a new life.
"Plus, it's Sam. She's basically a dude anyway. It'll be like when Finn was living here."
After he said that, there was an awkward silence, both of them remembering when Finn had moved in…and when he was forced to move out, after he referred to Kurt as "faggy". Kurt hoped that she wouldn't judge him for being gay. He was sick of people making fun of him at school. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang, and Burt and Kurt both jumped. Kurt stayed behind as Burt went to the door to open it. Fingers crossed, Kurt thought.