Kurt Hummel grinned as he walked into school and nobody slushied him or tossed him in a dumpster. He knew it wouldn't last forever but he walked down the hallway smiling widely as he didn't have to change clothes or worry about his hair getting messed up.
He stood at his locker, smiling as he put his books inside, until everyone in the corridor parted and started to shout insults. Kurt frowned and looked down the corridor, seeing a boy that looked about a year younger than him, shaking slightly and clutching his books to his chest.
The boy had curly brown locks of hair and he was dressed in what were effectively rags; an old t-shirt and pair of jeans that were full of holes and covered in dirt. He also had dirt all over his face and he was constantly itching at his hair and arms.
'Get in a shower! You stink!' Someone shouted to him, and everyone else nodded and made comments of agreement. The bell then went and everyone else left and headed off to their classes. Kurt, however, stayed behind and went over to the boy.
'Hey..' He said softly, trying to stop his eyes watering at the smell that was coming off the curly haired boy.
'H-Hello..' The boy answered, itching desperately at hair.
'Don't be offended but... Um... Would you like it if I maybe took you to have a nice warm shower? And you could give your hair a good wash and maybe borrow one of my outfits? And I'll wash your.. Um.. Clothes...' Kurt said softly, truly not wanting to upset the boy in front of him.
'Shower?' The boy asked confusedly.
'Yeah...' Kurt said, slightly confused.
'Whats a shower? Does it hurt?' The curly haired boy asked nervously. Kurt gasped slightly and his eyes widened.
'Um.. No... No of course it doesn't hurt... It's just where warm water falls on you and you wash yourself with it...' Kurt explained slowly, still slightly in shock.
'That sounds nice... A-Am I allowed to try a shower?' The boy asked gently, and Kurt nodded.
'Come on, I'll take you to mine and you can have a shower there... I was gonna take you to the locker room but it'll be full of Neanderthals..'
'Do they have history class in the locker room here?' The curly haired boy asked confusedly.
'No of course not... What makes you think that?' Kurt giggled.
'You said there were Neanderthals in there...' The boy said as if it was the most obvious thing in the whole world.
'Oh.. Well... That's just a word people use to describe the jocks and bullies here..' Kurt explained softly, opening the door of his car for the curly haired boy.
'Oh. What's your name?' The boy asked quietly as he sat in the car.
'Hummel. Kurt Hummel. And you?' Kurt grinned, thinking he'd amuse the boy with a James Bond joke, only to be met with a confused look.
'Um... I'm Blaine Anderson.. Nice to meet you..'