A/N: this is a story. . . .
good luck understanding.
DISCLAIMER: i don't own anything to do with glee.
Kurt's eyes brimmed with tears running through the crowd of horrible class mates who just voted him queen. He took a quick glance back before running out the door. He saw Blaine running after him he saw the entire room staring at him with cruel judging eye's, But his eye's connected with one girl who looked as heart broken as he felt, She started pushing through the crowed.
Kurt was running down the hall with tears flowing down his face. He stopped and fell against a locker. The girl came rushing to him putting a hand on his shoulder, rummaging through her little blue purse, pulling out a napkin. She wiped his tears and shushed him.
"Hush hush. Breath. Relax." she murmured under her breath. Kurt tried his hardest to compose himself front of the stranger.
Blaine came running in a second later.
"Kurt!" Blaine stood there a second looking at the girl in confusion. The girl just nodded and leaned in to give the sobbing boy a hug.
"You didn't deserve that. I'm so sorry." she spoke softly in his ear. She sadly smiled, stood up and walked away.
She heard Kurt venting to Blaine as she walked back into the gym.
She returned to the group she was hanging out with.
"So that Hummel kid's dream finally came true huh?" her date joked. She looked at him in disgust.
"Yup. Isn't that the whole reason guy's are gay cause they want to be girls, really why don't they just get a sex change and be done with it." his friend commented. She couldn't handle it.
"Now that has to be one of the most arrogant thing I've heard come out of a persons mouth. You stupid jerk." She stood up to walk away, but was pulled back by the hand.
"Raquel, where are you going?" Her date asked.
"To find some decent human beings to hang out with." With that she stomped off with the intention of going home and calling it a night.
The microphone amplified a loud feedback and Figgins announced Kurt as the 2011 McKinley Queen. It was dead silent.
"Eat your heart out Kate Middleton." the boy under the glamoured crown gushed out. Raquel could barely hold in the cheering scream in her throat.
"WHOOO! YEAH KURT!" she screamed and clapped most of new direction's also cheered soon the whole room was clapping.
Raquel walked toward the door till she heard Figgin's announce that they were having the traditonal king and queen dance. Raquel turned toward the stage.
That bastard! Putting even more uncomfortable events in to play. Raquel pushed herself to the edge of the cleared space. She watched Dave walk off repeating "I can't" under his voice.
Kurt was left in the middle of the vacant floor alone. With the same sad face that he had when he was announced as Queen. Raquel held down the need to run out and comfort him. Why was no one out there to help him. What was wrong with this school?
Blaine appeared and asked Kurt to dance. It was heart warming and upsetting that they only have each other. Kurt looked around the room.
His eyes meeting Raquel's. She grinned at him the biggest smile she could and clapped. Kurt smiled back and nodded. He turned to his boyfriend and took his hand. Blaine spun Kurt and met Raquel's gaze she smiled at him to. He smiled and spun Kurt whispering to him.
Raquel turned toward the door and walked out into the crisp night. Pulling out her phone and calling her older brother.
"Hey Derek can you pick me up?"
"Who was that girl that was in the hall with you?" Blaine asked as they were driving home.
"Honestly. I have no clue but god I wish there were more people like her." Kurt rested his hand on Blaine's.
"Yeah, me to." Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand. "Hey, uh I don't mean to pry, but what did she say to you in the hall."
Kurt looked out the window and smiled.
"She said I didn't deserve it and she apologized."
"Huh. Does she even go to your school."
"I don't know. I kinda want to find and thank her." Kurt turned and smiled and Blaine.
"Yeah we should." Kurt smiled at the way Blaine used "we". It was just one of those reminders that he wasn't alone and he had someone.