Hullo!
First chapter - this bit scares me greatly.
This is rated K for now - it may change throughout the story but I highly doubt to M.
This will just be Kurt and Blaine every other person is made up by me.
I don't own Glee!
"Who are you today?" Toby asks. Toby is the middle-aged guy that runs the drama group I attend every week. He is rather short and wears clothes like what my grandfather used to wear. Toby's most distinctive feature is his nose – I suspect he has broken it a few times. He runs a hand through his salt-and-pepper hair and turns to me.
This is one of my favourite things we do at OYDA (Ohio Youth Drama Association). All twenty of the attendants sit in a circle. I always sit cross-legged between Flossy and Quentin. Toby then goes around the circle and asks us who we are. We have to make up a fictional character and Toby and the rest of the group quiz us – it helps improve improvisation and keeping with a storyline under pressure.
"Andrew Parker," I reply – my real name is Kurt Hummel.
"Hi, Andrew," the group chorus.
People in the circle raise their hands and the person answering the questions picks a person. I pick Amy, a nice girl with piercing blue eyes. "How old are you?" she inquires.
"I'm twenty," I answer. My actual age is seventeen.
I turn to my left and let Flossy ask her question. Flossy has been my best friend since I joined OYDA two years ago. She's a year younger than me and still in school (I left last year). Flossy's real name is Florence but she insists that everyone calls her Flossy. She's one of the shortest sixteen year olds I've ever met but we don't mention it – she gets rather touchy about that. Flossy has a curvy figure that gets her rather a lot of male and female attention. She, however, never notices.
She has a round face and large, shiny brown eyes that I have learnt to avoid when she wants something. Her slightly wavy hair reaches just a bit further than her shoulders.
"Have you any relations to anyone? Because I would tap that," she says with a wink. She knows full well – as does everyone else – that I am gay but she always jokes about us getting together and when she's not she's picking out dates for me. All of them completely random blokes off the street.
"I am unfortunately for you," I say. Honestly, I'm not.
My friend Quentin to my right has a question so I turn to him next. We met through Flossy, she had set us up and we went on one date – we weren't attracted to one another but we became best friends quickly. Since then Flossy, Quentin and I have been a trio that nothing and no one can separate. Flossy likes to calls us the 'Trio of Sass'… Anyway, more about Quentin.
Quentin is in the same year as Flossy at school, hence how they know one another. Despite being a year younger than me he is much taller. He is very skinny and this just makes him seem even taller – like someone put him on one of those medieval torture racks and stretched him. He has this way of walking that makes me smile every time he blunders over to me, he's like a baby giraffe that hasn't really learnt how to use his long gangly legs. Quentin has a thin face, sandy blonde hair in a side-parting and a pair of square glasses frames his bottle green eyes.
"Who's the lucky person then?" Quentin asks of my character.
"Her name is Natalie and I am going to propose! I bought the ring today!" I say as Andrew Parker.
A few more hands go up and I give Hannah Right a nod. "Aren't you a bit young to be getting engaged?" she says.
"A person is never too young for love," this is a fact that I, Kurt, also believe. Not just the fictional Andrew.
"That's all we have time for today, guys," Toby announces and everyone in the circle turns to their watch or the wall clock, he's right.
Everyone gets up and leaves the hall in a loud cluster of bodies. Flossy, Quentin and I slowly walk over to the door and into the now empty hall – we're always the last to leave. "Are you coming for a coffee?" I ask them hopefully.
"Of course," Flossy says. She slings her small bag over her shoulder and turns to Quentin. "How about you, Q'?"
"Yeah, sure," Quentin unhooks his beloved blazer from the coat peg and pulls it on. You will never see Quentin without his blazer, even on a day in summer like this one.
We walk down the road and sit down at the bus stop. The next bus will take us into the city centre. Flossy's phone rings and she answers. "Hello?"
I only hear half of the conversation but I get the faint idea it is Flossy's boyfriend on the other end. I don't like him and I keep telling her but she just won't listen.
"I'm fine… Just going into the city with the Trio of Sass-"
"Why do you feel the need to call us that?" asks Quentin with a small laugh.
"It's cool!" Flossy insists.
Quentin and I look at one another, I roll my eyes and we laugh. Flossy carries on talking.
The bus arrives a few minutes later and we all hop on.
There we go!
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Liza Cathy x