William McKinley High School. Lima, Ohio. Highly recognized for its cheerleading team, the Cheerios, lead by champion cheerleading coach, Sue Sylvester. The schools glee club, the New Directions, is also beginning to once again get the school some recognition, after topping the competition at many of their show choir events, even making it to Nationals in New York City, the school's first time in years. Last but not least, there are the McKinley Titans. The schools football team, who made an outstanding rep-recovery after a failed year lead by Ken Tanaka, with the help of champion coach, Shannon Beiste.

On the now Champion Team includes Noah "Puck" Puckerman, Finn Hudson, Mike Chang, and Sam Evans, all members of New Directions. Other team players include David Karofsky, and Azimio Adams. With a new year at McKinley comes a new year of football.

"Puckerman, catch!" Dave yelled. From a distance, Puck catches a football thrown to him.

"Catch? Come on, Karofsky, what are we, little girls?" Puck mocked. Lately, Dave had not felt much less. His summer was spent pondering over his sexuality, having finally come to terms with the fact that he's gay. Puck's insult hurt him.

"Come on, man, it's all fun," said Dave. Puck rolled his eyes, but figured they could waste the time while Beiste was talking to Mr. Schue. Puck threw the ball back at Dave, and Dave returned it. This went on.

"So… Karofsky. What did you do this summer?" Puck asked. Dave didn't really expect to have a conversation with Puck, but he'd be nice.

"Work, I guess. Uh, you?" Dave asked.

"Same," Puck shrugged. Dave had the ball, and he threw it a bit stronger than intended. It went over Puck's head.

"Shit, I got it," Puck mumbled. He ran to where the ball landed, and bent over to get it. Dave couldn't help but look… Puck's ass just looked so good in those shorts… It's not like he wouldn't see it every day, though… along with Finn's, and Z's…

"PUCKERMAN!" screamed the coach. "Get down here! That's goes for the rest o' ya!"

The locker room was the place Dave felt most uncomfortable. Besides the fact that… things had happened here, he was in a room fool of steamy, hot, sweaty, beefy guys. Not to mention they were naked. Like always, Dave would shower quickly and get the hell out of there. He took a shower that wasn't taken, and started to clean himself.

"Good job today, homo," Azimio said as he was walking out of the shower. He slapped Dave's bare ass when saying so, and Dave cringed.

"What the fuck? You're one to talk!" Dave said, defending himself.

"Eh, whateva brotha. At least I'm not an actual fairy boy." Azimio looked at Finn. He would ride Finn about this every day, and he would stop to no end. Finn looked at Dave. He had started to appreciate him ever since he started the Bully Whips with Santana. He was so good to Kurt, protecting him and actually treating him with respect. Dave raised his shoulders at Finn; he didn't know what else to say. Dave finished showering and went to his locker, taking out his Bully Whips jacket, along with the trademark beret.

"Man, come on, more of this Bully Whips nonsense?" Azimio whined.

"Today's our first meeting," Dave started. "We're gonna try get some new recruits…"

"Pfft, good luck with that. It's just gonna be you and your girl for the rest of the year," Azimio mocked. Dave's eyes widened at what he said. He was sure that Santana wasn't going to rejoin the Bully Whips. She didn't have to now that she wasn't running for Prom Queen. Dave didn't care. He believed in his club and he would protect the Ku- …the people of McKinley.

"I… don't think she's doing it this year," Dave sighed. Azimio started to laugh.

"Ha! So it'll be just you protecting that homo, Hummel. You better get a gas mask, bro or yo-"

"HE'S NOT AN ANIMAL!" Dave shouted. Those who were still in the locker room went quiet. Finn and Puck, now clothed, ran to Dave's side. Dave felt Puck's hand on his shoulder.

"You know, Azimio. Dave's right," Puck growled.

"So just piss off!" said Finn. Azimio put his hands in the air, mockingly, and backed out of the locker room as the three glared at him. Puck patted Dave's shoulder.

"You're alright, Karofsky," he said.

Right after, Dave went to the auditorium to hold the first Bully Whips meeting of the year… to see if anyone actually showed up. It was there because he wasn't bothered enough to go through the class schedule to find out which classrooms were empty, and he knew the auditorium would be anyways. He showed up, and was alone. The place was a ghost town, except for a sole figure on the stage. It was Mr. Schuester. He was moving around instruments and setting up some microphones on the floor.

"Uh, Mr. Schue?" Dave spoke. The Spanish teacher was kneeled down, plugging in something.

"Oh, David. Right, the Bully Whips meeting is here today. Hold on a sec, I'll be right of your hair." The teacher started running around the stage, double checking everything he had done, and adjusting a few things.

"Couldn't the AV club be doing that?" Dave asked.

"Nah, I didn't wanna bother them on their first week of school. Especially when I can do it myself." Mr. Schuester whipped his hands together and pressed a button, looking up. Dave could see the look on his face go from triumphant to disappointed. "Maybe you're right…" The man sighed, and jumped off of the stage. He started to leave but trailed back to Dave. "Dave. I was just curious is you've considered joining the glee club. You were fantastic last year, and we were so close at Nationals. We just needed that little extra firepower."

Dave nodded… kind of. "I'll see what my options are, Mr. Schue," he told. Will patted him on the back, just as Puck had earlier. Maybe it's where he got the habit. He left, and Dave sat alone in the large room, waiting desperately for someone to show up. The sounds of clacks echoed. Santana was walking on the stage, dressed in standard red Bully Whip attire.

"Looks like it's just us," she said.

"I didn't think you'd come," Dave said to her.

"Well, I wasn't going to, but…" she stopped. "Something said I should." They both smiled, and the bell rang. Seemed like no one else was coming, and they had students to protect. One in particular anyway.

Dave ran to Kurt's locker. He was still there, staring down at his schedule. He rolled his eyes when he saw Dave approach.

"Look, Dave," he said, slamming his locker shot. He began to walk away, and Dave followed beside him.

"Do you still find it necessary to follow me to every single class?" Kurt asked.

"Yes," Dave said. "People here want to hurt you."

"Look, I think I can stand up for my-" Suddenly Kurt was slammed against the locker, and saw Dave do the same beside him. They both saw Azimio as he walked away, and as Dave was about to confront him, he saw Puck run in and punch him in the face. The two were on the floor fighting. No one dared go near the two. The outcome could be painful. Suddenly coach Beiste arrived and instantly tore the two apart.

Next Dave found himself sitting in Principle Figgins' office with Puck and Azimio.

"What do you have to say for yourself, Mr. Puckerman?" Figgins asked.

"Look! Azimio shoved Dave and Kurt into the lockers, and I was just getting him back. It was like a citizen's arrest!" Puck told. Figgins looked at Dave.

"David, is this true?" Suddenly Azimio was looking at Dave, desperately. Dave closed his eyes, knowing what he had to say.

"Yes." Puck was looking desperately at Figgins, who then looked back at him.

"…fine. Azimio you are hereby suspended. You will go home immediately and your parent's will be receiving a phone call," he declared. Azimio groaned and got out of his chair, shaking his head at Dave as he left. Puck just stared him down. "As for you two. You can go back to class." Dave and Puck left, walking through the hallways.

"It isn't right," Puck said. "How Kurt's treated.

"Y-yeah," Dave sniffed. Puck looked at him.

"Dude… are you crying?" he asked. Dave sniffed again.

"No! It's just…"

"I think you need to sit down…" Dave and Puck went outside and walked to Dave's truck. They were likely not gonna go to class anyways, so this was an ok spot to chill.

"Nobody should be treated like Kurt is," Dave said, wiping his eyes dry.

"You really care for him, don't you?" Puck asked. Dave sat still, not responding in any way. "Hold up. Karofsky… are you gay?" Once again, Dave sat motionless. It was then that Puck knew, and Dave didn't care. If he was accepting of Kurt then he was bound to be accepting of Dave. "Oh… that's… yeah." Puck looked at Dave's face. He could see how miserable he was. Suddenly he was leaning over, and his head was in kissing distance from Dave's. And what else to do in kissing distance. Dave's mouth opened and reacted to Puck's lips, suddenly the thought hit him. What the fuck was Puck doing? He seemed as straight as they get… but then again, so did Dave. But still, Puck! He dated Santana… and Quinn... and… well, Lauren. Dave pulled his face away. Puck's eyes were still closed.

"Come on, man, are we gonna do this or what?" Puck said, leaning closer to Dave.

"Do what?" Dave asked, furiously. Puck's eyes opened, and he squinted at Dave.

"To hook up! You're telling me you don't want some of this?" Puck said, partly lifting up his shirt. Dave couldn't help but look, and Puck caught him. "Knew it." He pulled Dave's face close and the two began to make out again.