A/N: PLOT BUNNIES WILL RULE THE WORLD!
...or at least me...
Yes its another fic. For glee. I don't really have to much planned but I hope you guys like it.
This came from my love of gymnastics and Kurt's issues with Transvestite's from The Rocky Horror episode. It kinda of weird and involves quite a few OCs. I hope you don't mind the weirdness and the AUness. Here we go!
P.S. Kurt's like eleven.
Title: Only Because I Have To
Rating: K+ (for now may possibly go up later in chapters.)
Summary:Kurt Hummel fell in love with gymnastics at the age of three when his mother signed him up at the Ohio Stars Club. It was a mixed class so they got to do all the events. The only problem was Kurt fell in love with the girl part of it. By the time he was five his parents and the head coaches made a deal. Kurt would go tranny to compete on the girls side. The only issue was keeping it a secret, convincing the National Committee to okay it, and keeping it from all the other team girls. Not to mention keeping certain..'things' hidden. AU
Disclaimer: I don't own glee, sadly...
One:Kaleigh Hummel
I finished wrapping and pinned the around my waist. I slipped into the pale blue velvet and rotated in the mirror making sure it looked okay. I then pushed the matching blue headband on, forcing my bangs back into a little 'poof'.
"Come on Kurt!." My dad called.
I groaned in frustration and grabbed my gym bag slipping into some flip flops. I sprinted up the stairs and found my dad at the top. He was smiling slightly at me.
"Hey Kiddo, ready to go?".
I sighed. "Yes dad. And how many times do I have to tell you? When I'm like this you need to call Kaleigh!".
He sighed too. "Yes, yes, Kaleigh. Lets go, we don't want to be late."
I smiled and we headed out to his car and on our way to my club. We drove in an awkward silence the entire way there. Dad wasn't happy about my choice. He said it was too big of a choice for a five year old to make but I knew by then that I wanted to go to the Olympics. But not in the boys division. So it took a lot of convincing, a lot of paper work, and a ton of work on my part to convince the committee that I was good enough as a 'girl' to compete. But I did it. And ever since I've been wearing leotards.
We pulled in and I jumped out of the car and ran to the building. It was two stories and open so it didn't have a second story. It had a second story balcony for the parents to watch. It had three trampolines, a pit filled with foam blocks with one of each of the apparatuses leading into it, a long tumble track and a spring board floor. It was my home away from home. I checked in at the front and then went to stuff my bag and shoes in my locker. I checked in the mirror that my face was okay, my hairband straight and just the faintest trace of peach lip smackers on my lips. I smiled and I looked as girly as ever. I closed the locker and headed out to the floor to stretch. I was quickly hailed by my two closest friends.
"Kaleigh! Hey!", Jasmine said.
She was Asian, and proud to admit it, so she was rather short for our age which was so unfair since it made it easier. She had tanned skin however like her mother and black hair when pulled back in a pony tail fell past her shoulder blades. Today she was in a shinny silver and red spandex leo.
The girl next to her was taller than her and had blonde and extremely curly hair. She had green eyes and a few freckles and was a bit taller than me. Inside the gym she had the most out of our age group. Outside she was a dead klutz so she was always bruised. She was in a three quarter length sleeve leo that was a velvety pink.
"Hey Jasmine, hey Adele!". I greeted.
I sunk into my middle splits and started stretching. We chatted and stretched until our coach called us to attention and we split off into our groups of four. They divided it by height so they could adjust the bars and vault once per group. So we lost Jasmine and we gained the twins.
Identical, warped and talented was what described theses two. They had pale blue eyes, pale blonde hair, petite builds, and long legs. Heaven and Neveah. They were by far the only girls who would throw themselves into anything and everything, get hurt and then get back up and do it again.
"Hey Kaleigh! Hey Adele!", They told us together.
"Ready to get cracking on bars? Were—".
"Starting double backs off the bars!".
I groaned. Both at their connected speech and the double backs. They terrified me. We've been doing them into the foam pit off of a raised mat and I've landed on my neck more than once.
We headed back to our lockers and grabbed our grips. I'd wind up sneaking them off once or twice any way. I didn't like the feel of the leather dulling my sense to my bars. But they wanted us to use them. WE chalked up and one of the many instructors, Jodi, Came over to start us.
I returned home at eight ten. I had gotten a ride from Adele to save my dad the trouble. And I was so tired.
"Hey Kiddo. Ready to eat?".
"Yeah." I replied unenthusiastically even though my stomach was doing back flips at the thought. I went down to my room, the basement and pulled on my gym sweats and a t-shirt. If it wasn't so late I'd be in better clothes, either boy or girl, but it was so late I didn't care. I dragged myself up the stairs and to the table. It was spaghetti. And my dad didn't burn the sauce. Good for him.
"Thanks dad." I said and dove into the huge helping.
I was glad it was still summer. It was always worse juggling school, gymnastics, and my secret. I had to go to a different school than my gym friends because they didn't know. It wasn't to much to worry about since they all live on the other side of town and aren't in my zone for middle school. I would get to be a boy for nine hours of the day, a girl for three and a half and sleep the rest of them.
It would be insane, and next impossible. But I would do it. Only because I had too.
A/N: So there it is. Is it good? Absolutely insane? Just stupid? Why don't you tell me! Seriously, if you have the time, please review! I will love you.
It went pretty well I think. I like my OCs. :) Till next time!
~Victoria Michelle
