It was a normal day at William McKinley High School. Well as normal as it can be for a gay kid in Glee club. It started out with a dumpster toss. Those had stopped after Puckerman joined Glee, that is until today. The toss had his stomach turning. It made him lightheaded and dizzy. Which was a first, he'd never experienced these things before. He slowly climbed out of the dumpster and fell when he landed on solid ground. He was fine at first, but when he stood he swayed and had to lean on the dumpster for support. After a minute or two the dizziness went away, and he grabbed his bag and headed towards the school. He walked through the front doors prepared for anything that day would throw at him. SPLASH! All but that.

"Sup FagFace?" A slushie facial. The jock walked away high fiving his teammate, laughing as they went on. Kurt stood there frozen for a second. 'Well, glad I brought extra pair of clothes.' He thought. He headed straight for the bathroom. In there he was spotted by none other than Karofsky and Azimio.

"Hummel! Girls bathroom is across the hall." Azimio started.

"Yeah, we don't want fairy dust all over our bathroom." They laughed and headed out. But before Karofsky left he turned back inside and walked up real close to Kurt.

"You tell anyone?" He asked in a forceful and yet, fearful tone.

"No. I didn't tell anyone. I'm not you, I'm not cruel." He thought that he had a slight advantage knowing who he is and proudly showing it. Karofsky didn't seem to think so. He pushed Kurt up against the bathroom wall just against the sinks. It knocked the wind out of him and he couldn't breathe. He fell to the floor gasping for air, clutching his chest. Karofsky stood there shocked that something so simple made Kirt stop breathing. He freaked out and ran out of the bathroom. Kurt was trying to get his breathing under control, he sat there clutching his chest unable to breathe. He managed to get up to the sink and splash some water on his face. The water felt good on his skin. It helped him calm down and his breaths came in and out more clear. Kurt took slow deep breaths. Eventually his breathing became normal and he could relax. His chest hurt though, like a hammer was smashed on it. He changed his clothes and cleaned. He looked at the time, he was 30 minutes late for the first Glee meeting today. He hurried out of the bathroom and to the choir room.

Kurt walked into the choir room shaking a little. Only a few of the gleeks had arrived already, the rest seeming to be late or not really care. Rachel, Mercedes, Tina and Artie were sitting in the first row talking about yesterday's performances. They didn't acknowledge him as he entered or even when he sat down. They were all facing each other engrossed in their conversation. Kurt thought maybe it was good that they didn't notice him. He kind of didn't want them to. He sat down in the back row next to the wall and set his messenger bag down in front of his feet. He sighed as his back and chest ached like hell! Thinking about the bathroom incident he realized that what happened was some sort of panic attack. Thinking about Karofsky in that bathroom with him almost started another one. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He then took out his phone and began to look for more fabric prices.

He wanted to tell someone about what happened but he didn't know who. He didn't want his dad to worry about him, especially with his heart attack and all. And Finn would just blab it to Rachel and his mom. His mom would definitely tell his dad. Then his dad would get all worked up and he would come down to the school and make him more an outcast than he already is. Even his Glee club friends would look at him differently. He didn't want that. He would have to just stick it out until he stopped or until graduatio

He closed his phone and put his it away as Mr. Schue walked in with the rest of the Glee kids, with one Rachel Berry talking. Actually he knew they were outside the choir room because he could hear Rachel talking about solos. His heart kind of sunk as he thought about solos. They were rare for people like him. People who were out and proud of who they are, people who were actually kind to others and not judgemental, he sighed. He looked up to see everyone sitting mostly on the other side of the room. Finn gave him a glance and small smile. At least his future brother-to-be acknowledged him. He returned a small sad smile, but didn't realize that Finn noticed it more than Kurt thought he would. Mr Schue stood at the marker board and picked up a dry erase marker and turned towards them.

"So i've been thinking about those who hadn't had a solo in a while or at all. And I believe i've found a way to honor them this week with...solos!" Some of the students cheered. Of course Rachel was about to have a mental breakdown.

"Now i know that we've had competitions in the past but, this time is going to be different. You're going to select a category of emotion from the hat and the one who chooses the best song and performs it with said emotion the best, is the winner." Mr. Schue clapped his hands together in excitement.

"What does the winner get?" Santana asked.

"Well a friend of mine gave me some tickets to a certain concert next week."

"Oh my gosh!" Brittany exclaimed.

"No WAY! There are rumours going around that it's Barbara Streisand."

"Yeah right, Berry. In OHIO?" Santana snickered at Rachel.

"WHO!?"

"That's what you'll have to find out. And there is also a special prize. Now it has nothing to do food, or concerts or tickets."

"What?"

"Whoever wins gets a solo at Regionals and Nationals!" Kurt sat up in his seat. What Mr. Schue was saying was very intriguing. The surprize performer at the concert could be for anyone. Mr. Schue has a lot of contacts when it comes to tickets from Broadway to Carrie Underwood. Kurt actually wanted to win this contest. And on top of that a SOLO at REGIONALS and NATIONALS? Kurt really hoped he got a good selection from the hat. He started going through his repertoire in his head.

"ARE you serious?!" There goes Rachel.

"I'm still getting my solo right?" She asked.

"That depends. Can you win the contest?" Mr. Schue asked raising his eyebrow. Rachel stared at him open mouthed. He looked to the rest of the class and continued.

"Alright, i'm going to call you up and you're going to pick your emotion." Everyone braced themselves.

"First up is Finn." Finn stood and rubbed his hands on his pants nervously. He walked to the hat and reached in. A second later he pulled his hand out to reveal his emotion.

"Acceptance. Is that even an emotion?" He asked aloud. Mr. Schue gave a small laugh.

"Yup. Now you get to choose the song you want to sing. Okay next, Santana." Finn sat down looking confused and Santana stood and walked over to the hat confident she knew what she would get. She drew hers out.

"Pleasure." She gave the club a huge smile.

"Figures." Puck commented.

"Puck, you're next." Puck stood and slowly walked over to the hat as if he regretted this assignment.

"Do i have to say it out loud?"

"No. You can keep it to yourself."

"Chicken!" Santana exclaimed.

"Alright, that's enough Santana. Come on, Puck you got this one."

"Thanks Mr. Schue." Then he sat down.

"Tina, you're up." Tina walked to the hat and rustled her hand around for a few seconds then pulled out her hand. Finally after a few sighs and huffs from the others she pulled one out.

"Sorrow/Sadness." Tina was glad she got that one. She knew plenty of songs that would be perfect.

"Brittany."

"I got obsession. But i'm not obsessed about anything. I just possess things."

"No Brit, obsession is when you something is constantly on your mind and you have pictures of that thing or someone all over your stuff." Satana explained.

"I'll help you with it." Brittany nodded and when to sit next to Santana.

"Artie." He wheeled over and Mr. Schue leaned the hat down so it would be easier.

"Thanks Mr. Schue. Jealousy." Artie nodded and wheeled back over to his spot while stealing a glance at Tina.

"Quinn."

"Hate and Anger. Well i have plenty of that already. I got this Mr. Schue." She smiled.

"Love you enthusiasm, Quinn. Alright Rachel your turn." Rachel proudly walked up to the hat and closed her eyes and pulled one out. She held it in the air as if it were special.

"Love. Perfect!" Some of the others rolled their eyes. Of course she would get love.

"Come on up Mike." Mike was really nervous.

"Fear. Huh fear of singing, that worked out great." Mr. Schue laughed and patted Mike on the back as he walked to his seat.

"Mercedes."

"Happiness and Joy. Plenty in my repertoire." She sat down as Mr. Schue called someone else up.

"Sam."

"Contempt."

"Oh that's a tricky one, Sam. You think you can handle it?"

"I think so. I'll have to do some research on it though."

"That's okay. And you can come to me if you need any help."

"Thanks, Mr. Schue."

"Alright, Kurt. You're the last one." Everyone started talking amongst themselves about what songs they were gonna sing and about the emotions they got. Kurt slowly walked up to the hat. All the way there, he could feel everyone's eyes on him, staring at him. Mr. Schue gave him a reassuring smile. He reached in and pulled out the last piece of paper. It read Loneliness/Depression. Mr. Schue saw it too and he looked at Kurt, who didn't look up. He simply walked back to his seat without a word.

"Alright that's everyone. Now, you select the song that matches the emotion the best and you win the tickets and the solos. Good luck!" Mr. Schue hurried out while the bell rang. Everyone picked up their stuff and headed out for first period. Kurt couldn't stop thinking about his emotion all throughout first and second periods. He was kind worried that his performance would be too good. Not that he was being condescending or arrongant but Kurt felt lonely, and depressed and he knew that. He felt it so much he cried at times, alone in his room. He didn't have anyone to talk to about this. No one to tell him that they had his back or that they would never let him do anything like that ever again. He just felt so let down and alone and he was beginning to get tired of it actually.

He was tired of people bullying him. He was tired of people not noticing that he was being bullied. He was tired of people not doing anything about it even when the DO see it. He was tired of being alone and being closed up into his own little world. He was special. He was kind hearted, forgiving, talented, truthful, smart, handsome and he deserved to treated like an actual human being. So he decided that he would give his best performance at the competition and the other Glee clubbers won't know what hit them.

Right before lunch, after third period had ended Kurt was at his locker talking to Mercedes about the fabrics he wanted to get on their weekly trip to the mall. And of course listening to all the songs Mercedes and Tina were considering for the contest. The bell rang again and they went on to lunch but Kurt had forgotten something in the classroom.

"I'll meet you there i left my book."

"Okay."And they took off without a second thought. Kurt walked to his mathematics classroom and searched the room for his book that a bully had tossed across the floor when Kurt dropped it out of his bag. He located it in far back corner of the room, the farthest from where he sat. He walked over and bent over to pick it up when he heard a door close. He stood quickly and turned to face the door and his heart skipped a beat, and not in the good way.

"Hey FAIRY!" Karofsky greeted with a sneer. Azimio and some other jock whose name Kurt didn't know stood behind him with their arms crossed.

"W-what do you want? I was just getting my book."

"Getting brave aren't you fairy?" Karofsky said again and took a step forward. Kurt took a step backwards away from the bullies, and closer to the corner.

"Looks like, he's starting to talk back to us."

"Time to teach you a lesson FAIRY!" That's when the first shove came. Kurt fell backwards against the wall and he dropped his things. He looked up at the bullies and in a shaky voice tried to reason with them.

"If you beat me up people will see and they know I don't just go around town looking for fights. And my friends know that you're the main bully, they'll know it was you and you'll be expelled and even put in juvie. There's tons of FAIRIES there!" Karofsky punched Kurt in the gut. Kurt's breath left him and he fell to the floor. After a second he gasped out air and began breathing heavily.

"They won't see what we did to you. And you won't tell because if you do, we're gonna kill you!" Then they started to punch and kick him. They tossed him around the room and it took everything Kurt had to not scream for someone to help. He doubted that anyone would even hear him.

The other Glee members were in the lunchroom just talking away and it wasn't until about thirty minutes into their lunchtime that someone noticed that Kurt hadn't shown up yet. Mercedes looked around the lunchroom searching for her best friend but couldn't find him anywhere.

"Where's Kurt? He's really late for lunch."

"Maybe he's visiting the garblers. Good luck!" Santana said with a small smile.

"Back off, everyone knows he's not the only one who isn't straight." Santana was about to punch Finn in the face when Rachel spoke.

"He meant he's not the only closeted gay here. There has to be others. They just don't show it as much as Kurt does, or... at all." Santana backed down, deep down they all knew he meant Santana and Brittany's relationship.

"Maybe he's just rehearsing for the contest. I mean he's just like us, he wants a solo that he never really seems to get." Sam said, defending Kurt. Tina nodded.

"He was already looking at his repertoire list on his phone." She said. Everyone just brushed it off and let it be that he was just rehearsing.

Back in the math room Kurt was lying on the floor breathing slowly. The bullies had stopped about ten minutes ago but everything still hurt too much for him to move. He finally decided that lunch would already be almost over so he should probably get a head start to Glee practice. He sat up and cried out a little. It wasn't that loud to where anyone could hear him and he was glad. He took a deep breath and put his bag and book on the desk next to him so he wouldn't have to bend over. Slowly he stood up and pain once again seared through his abdomen and chest. Karofsky had grabbed the back of Kurt's neck to throw him a few feet across the room. Kurt suspected that there were bruises but he hoped that they weren't that bad. He decided that he should go to the bathroom and check to make sure that there were no bruises that anybody could see. He grabbed his book, put it in his bag and headed out of the door.

He looked in the bathroom and made sure that it was empty. He walked up to the mirror and looked at his face and neck. There were bruises. Bruises that can't be covered up by make-up, maybe a scarf. But he can't wear that all the time. Maybe they just won't notice. He hoped that he had one in his locker. If he not, he didn't know what he was going to do. He was about to leave when saw a piece of his skin on his cheek had a little red line and it was slightly darker around it. It was small, so maybe he could pass it for walking into a locked door. Raising his shirt he looked at his stomach. It wasn't black and blue yet but it was dark red, he knew it would be purple and black tomorrow. He decided that he would talk to Mr. Schue about going home early since all they were going to be doing is working on their contest songs. He left the bathroom and arrive at the choir room just in time. He looked at the time on his phone and he was ten minutes early for the bell. He walked into Mr. Schue's office and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Schue?" He asked softly. The teacher looked up from his laptop and smiled at Kurt.

"Hey Kurt come on in." He waved him in and Kurt complied, sitting in the nearest chair. Mr. Schue looked at his student and saw the small cut on his cheek.

"Kurt what happened to your cheek?" Mr. Schue got really worried that bullying had been taken to a new level at the school.

"Oh, uhm one of the jocks pulled a prank and locked the door to one of the classrooms and I walked right into it. A piece of wood was chipped off and it must have cut my cheek." He answered matter of factly. Mr. Schue supposed that could've been true, but Kurt's disheveled appearance told him not to question it further. Besides, the faculty couldn't do anything unless someone actually witnessed them hurting Kurt.

"Okay, well do you want me to have a word with them?"

"No!" Kurt answered quickly.

"They're just picking on me. I'm used to it, it's fine."

"Let me know if something is going on Kurt. I can help. So what is it you wanna talk to me about?"

"I was wondering, since all we're going to be doing in Glee today is work on our contest performances if I could just do it at home?" Mr. Schue thought for a second and began to nod.

"Yeah that would be fine. In fact i'm not gonna be there either I have a date with Miss Pillsbury tonight." Kurt gave him a huge smile.

"That's great Mr. Schue! What made you decide to ask her?"

"Well, she asked me actually. Haha. It was rather quick actually but, i'm glad we finally decided to do it."

"I'm really happy for you Mr. Schue."

"Thank you for listening Kurt. You know, these kids here don't know what their missing not being your friend." Mr. Schue gave Kurt a small smile and he returned it.

"Thanks Mr. Schue. I'll see you tomorrow. Good luck on your date."

"Thank you, see you tomorrow Kurt." With that Kurt left to get into his Navigator. Mr. Schue watched him walk out of his office and he couldn't help but be worried about him. Usually Kurt can just shove off what the bullies throw at him, but lately, he's been closed off, quiet, and he hasn't been fighting for solos. Something was wrong and William Schuester made it his mission to find out what and to help Kurt the best he could.