New story! Finally! It's only the first chapter, so hang in there, please! Ive had this idea in my head for almost a year, now. im so excited to finally have it posted! Rates, and reviews would make me smile! And a HUGE thank you to my beta, she's from Instagram. klaineglee if you have an IG go follow her! Anyway, thanks for reading! I hope you enjoy!
Kurt Hummel had always known he was different. Different in more ways than one. He always seemed to be one step ahead of his class mates, always a bit more mature than them as well. He never seemed to quite fit in.
When he was younger, the other kids would point to him and laugh because he preferred to play with the girls in his class. His mother would tell him, "There's nothing wrong with you, darling, you're just a little bit more special than everyone else." Of course, she knew, even before him, that he loved boys the way that most boys would love girls. In a society where it's wrong to do just that, Elizabeth knew she had to protect her son. She never could, though, because she was killed in a car accident when Kurt was the young age of seven.
Kurt will always remember the day when he was six years old, that Elizabeth showed him his charm. "Look, Kurt," she said holding her hand out. In it, she held a chain with a small charm on the end. The charm had a circle with a woven star in the middle. Kurt looked at the charm. It was pretty, he thought. He would have preferred something with much more flare, but it was pretty all the same.
Elizabeth smiled, "When a baby is born, a charm is given to their parents. Each person has their own special charm. The only other person in the world that has the same charm as you is your soul mate. When the baby grows up to be a big kid, the mommy and daddy give them their charm so they can go find their soul mate."
Kurt looked confused, "Mommy, what's a soul mate?"
Elizabeth looked at her son, she knew he was different and things would be difficult for him. It broke her heart that he would eventually deal with the back lash that came with being yourself. "It's the person that's supposed to love you forever and ever. Look," she reached for the charm wrapped around her neck, a plain square with a lily engraved on it, "this is my charm. Your daddy has the same one." He leaned in closer to get a closer look at his mother's charm.
Kurt looked concerned. "Will a girl have the same charm as me?" He asked.
Elizabeth looked her son right in the eye, "It will be whoever is supposed to love you forever, Kurt. It doesn't matter if it's a girl or not," she smiled warmly.
Kurt giggled, "Good, 'cause girls have cooties!"
Kurt looked down at his charm, the one he has stared at in wonder so many times. He really wished he could have his mom there with him, he missed her a lot.
Kurt had not yet found his soul mate that had the same charm that he did, but he was only in his junior year of high school. At times, he got discouraged, though, because he had met several people who had.
His step-brother, Finn, had found his soul mate last year. Her name is Rachel Berry. She was the kind of person to always wear her charm just in case the bearer of the matching charm were to waltz into her life one day. And, of course, he had. Everything always seemed to work out the way Rachel Berry wanted it to. They have been together ever since.
Kurt would like to find someone to love because he does get very lonely at times, but he knows he shouldn't rush it. His Glee Club teacher, Mr. Schue, had married a woman with a different charm than him because he thought that he would never find his soul mate. He settled on someone who he had thought was nice enough. His marriage ended up being a complete disaster that ended in an ugly divorce. He had found his charmed match soon after, Emma Pillsbury, the school guidance counselor. Mr. Schue was a perfect example to everyone who knew him, that if one was patient, they would eventually find their soul mate.
Kurt knew he would find his charmed match if he was patient, but sometimes he wondered what it would feel like to be wanted by someone. He just wanted someone to love.
He often wondered about the person who had the same charm as him. He tried to imagine his perfect man. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a sense of fashion that was to die for. What did his soul mate enjoy doing? Was he concentrated so much in his studies that he never thought to seek out Kurt? Is that why they hadn't found each other, yet? What if he had already met his soul mate? How would that be possible? Kurt didn't feel a special connection to anyone, so that couldn't be it, could it? Kurt didn't have a clue where his soul mate was, but he just wished they would appear soon.
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Kurt was looking for his French text book when he felt hands slam against his back, sending him forcefully into the lockers. "Mornin' fag!" He heard someone snicker, as he crashed to the ground. Kurt hit the floor with a thump and looked up. Dave Karofsky. Who else did he expect?
Kurt sighed and rolled his eyes, "Don't you have anything better to do other than make my life a living hell?"
Karofsky chuckled, "Not at all, princess! The look on your face when I dirty those pretty designer clothes brings me joy." He looked at Kurt with a smile twisted on his face.
"I may be gay and a loser, but at least I'm not pathetic." Kurt said and turned back to look for his book that had fallen out of his grasp during the collision.
Karofsky grabbed his right shoulder and spun him back around, while his other hand, balled in a fist, connected loudly with the locker. The hallway was almost empty now with the first period bell due to ring any minute. Kurt looked at Karofsky's face, filled with fury. "Now, listen to me Hummel! You better watch what your fucking gay ass mouth says to me or I will make your life ten times worse! Do you fucking understand me?!" His voice got louder as he punched the locker beside Kurt's head again.
"Whatever." Kurt mumbled.
"Good," Dave said, "I'll see you around, buddy!" He snickered and clapped his hand on Kurt's shoulder before picking up his bag and heading in the direction of his first period class, leaving Kurt completely alone in the hallway.
Kurt turned back to his locker to get his French book as the first bell rang. He was late. Great. I'm late, now, he thought, Just another day in Hell.
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The only thing Kurt enjoyed in school anymore was Glee Club, which was after school. He took a seat next to Tina in the back of the room as they patiently waited for the last few members to show up.
Once everyone was there, Mr. Schue stood in front of them, leaning against the side of the piano. "Sectionals," he began, "Is coming up. I have the letter containing our competition, but first, I wanted to discuss our set list."
"I'll sing a ballad from a Broadway musical!" Rachel interrupted before Mr. Schue could say anything else, "I was thinking maybe one from Funny Girl because the role of Fanny Brice was obviously written for me..." Kurt rolled his eyes as she continued to babble.
"Rachel!" Mr. Schue cut her off, "I was actually hoping you would just sing a duet with Finn. You guys can pick the song that you would like to sing, just run it by me first, okay?"
"Oh, okay. But, uh, who's going to sing the ballad?" Rachel asked, confusedly. Kurt was shocked to see that she didn't fight or throw a fit over the change of plan, like she usually did.
Mr Schue smiled, "Have any of you heard the song I Want to Hold Your Hand by The Beatles?" Everyone nodded their heads. "Well, we have a member that I believe would kill that song." He paused again, while everyone waited. Kurt thought that Quinn would do a lovely job on this song, but she's not a strong ballad singer. Same with Santana, but her voice was too raspy. Honestly, Tina would do a phenomenal job, but she often cracked under presser. So, he didn't know who Mr. Schue was referring to.
Kurt rolled his eyes once more as Mr. Schue began his typical build up for a big announcement, "And our ballad singer for this years Sectional competition is..." Pause. "Mr. Kurt Hummel.
Kurt looked at his teacher profoundly. "Really?" Kurt asked excitedly.
"Yes. If you could stay after Glee Club tomorrow, we could begin to work on it. Okay?" He made his way over to the stool in the middle of the room.
"Alright."
"Awesome!" Mr Schue said, taking a seat on the stool, "We'll start with Kurt and then Rachel and Finn will sing their duet, then I wanted to do a big power house number featuring the sweet dance moves if Mike and Brittany!"
Everyone was still in shock. It was Tina the first to speak up, "What's with the huge change of the original plans that we had?"
"Well, I know you all want to win Nationals, and I let you down last year. So, here we are this year and we have to bring it. Especially now, because we're going against a show choir who has won multiple National titles and has gained respect from top judges all over the nation."
"Yeah, Vocal Adrenaline." Rachel said matter-of-factly.
"Nope. We won't have to compete with them until Nationals." Mr. Schue said as Rachel shifted awkwardly in her seat after being proven wrong.
"Then who is it Mr. Schue?" Finn asked.
"It's an all male acapella show choir from Westerville, Ohio. They have some amazing compositions and they recently got a new lead singer this year. People say that they've never heard anyone as good as him." Mr. Schue informed them.
"Well," Rachel said, "They obviously haven't met me...or anyone else in the New Directions!" She added on quickly.
Santana turned in her seat to glare at Rachel, "Shut it, Berry." She spoke up for the first time all practice. Kurt was surprised she kept her mouth shut for that long. "What are the dancing fairies called?" Kurt rolled his eyes, so stereotypical.
"Watch it, Santana," Mr Schue began, giving her a look of disapproval, "They're called The Dalton Academy Warblers."
Santana snickered as she glanced at Kurt. "Okay, okay. A bunch of gay jokes just popped in my head," she said. Kurt rolled his eyes once more. He wondered how many times he would roll his eyes in that room before he went blind.
"Santana..." Mr. Schue warned her, again.
"Isn't a warbler a bird?" Tina giggled.
"I wouldn't be so worried, Mr. Schuester. That doesn't seem very intimidating." Rachel reassured him. Everyone agreed while Kurt sat quietly in his seat. He loved his friends in Glee club, but sometimes they could be rude and immature.
"Guys, knock it off! We have our work cut out for us." He walked over to the piano and grabbed a pad if paper, before making his way back to the stool in the middle if the room. "Now, we need to discuss our big group number. Shoot some ideas at me!" Mr. Schue finished.
Kurt barely listened while his fellow Glee Club members mentioned top 40 hits, in hopes they would perform them at Sectionals. Kurt was too busy thinking, thinking about his solo and thinking about their competition. He had never had a solo in front of a competition audience before. What if he choked on stage. Honestly, he's terrified. If Mr. Shue was serious about this acapella group, then they really did have their work cut out for them, only this time Kurt was going to be leading the pack.
