A/N: Hello all! (: Jenn here (, if you'd prefer.) & I'm the author of this story. First things first, please don't say I stole this from Camp Rock. I've never even seen the movie, so anything even remotely similar is by complete accident. Second, this is a completely AU story. Finn & Kurt are step brothers in this story, though.
This is my first fan fiction, so please, review & tell me what you think (:
It is meant to be multichaptered, but I'm not sure yet, depends on how this chapter goes. (Oh, & ignore the terrible camp name. I seriously was lacking creativity when I wrote this chapter. -.-)
I don't own anything, Glee & its characters included. Oh how I wish I did though. *sighs*
Camp Glee
Chapter 1: Beginning of it All
As Kurt walked into the large and cozy spacious welcome center of Camp Sing, the first thing he noticed was all the windows. A single wall facing the lake was made completely out of large, square windows.
"Woah, look at this view!" Oh my god, this is gonna be awesome. KURT, LOOK, IT SAYS WE HAVE CAMPFIRES EVERY OTHER NIGHT!"
Kurt jumped, then turned around, putting on his best bitch stare (the one he felt is over-used on his less- than- bright step brother).
"Finn, I swear, you're such a child." He sighed, then glanced back to the windows & smiled. "It is rather pretty though." He said.
Finn was too busy chatting animatedly to Carole about something to notice Kurt's response. Kurt smiled and shook his head. Only he would end up with a step- brother who's personality is eerily similar to a hyperactive puppy. Suddenly, he felt a large, calloused hand on his shoulder, & spun around to face his dad.
Burt Hummel was rather tall, and looked as if he was capable of murder, but Kurt knew better. His father would never hurt a fly, unless it was to protect his family. He looked his father in the eyes as he realized he was talking.
"… I know you like all those fancy clothes and all, but I think that the clothes I bought you are better for this. Are you sure you wanna do this?" Burt asked, genuine concern in his eyes. His son loved camping, but he hadn't been ever since his mom died. She always brought him, because Burt was usually too busy with the shop to take him.
But Kurt just smiled & hugged his father.
"I'll be fine dad. It's not like I'm going to get eaten by a bear, or something." He said, releasing his father and picking up his designer bad to follow Finn towards the reception desk. He glanced over his shoulder one last time as he waved, & he swore he saw his dad wipe a tear off his large, worn- out cheek.
His baby boy was growing up.
Well, I dunno about this. It's sorta short. THE OTHER CHAPTERS WILL BE LONGER, I PROMISE. Thoughts? I probably will continue, though. Its just too much fun to write. & theres a really big shocker in a little. Really, I was surprised I even thought of something so unexpected. Oh well *Darren shrug*.
Reviews = sweet boy kisses. You might wanna listen to me. Im usually pretty smart.
JUST KIDDING. K, this is getting extremely long. *ending my A/N before one of you guys shoot me.*
-Jenn (: