A/N: Okay, I suck at summaries, but this is the first fic I've properly wrote. It's an idea I've had for a few weeks now, so I've decided to try and turn it into an actually story. So I hope you enjoy it and please review and tell me what you guys think. It would mean a lot :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or fox, or anything else related in the slightest.. Unfortunately :)
Kurt sat at the back of his History class, watching the seconds tick by ever so slowly on the clock situated on the wall above the whiteboard. It was days like this he longed for Glee Club. To just let go of everything pulling him down through song. He was sick of the constant bullying and being the school's punch bag, sick of being alone, and sick of being the only gay guy in the whole of Ohio. Well, he thought he was anyway.
It was currently 15:28. Just two more minutes.. Kurt kept reminding himself as he started to fidget with the pen in his hand, his eyes not leaving the clock once. To his left, Mercedes Jones was currently taking down everything their teacher said, not wanting to miss a piece of information. She knew Kurt wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention just by quickly glancing at him from the corner of her eye, and she knew she'd have to help him with everything in their next lesson.
And then after two of the longest minutes of his life, the bell rang, signalling school was finally over. Kurt let a small, sad smile cross his lips as he picked up his messenger bag and started to pack his books away. He hoisted his bag onto his shoulder as he stood up, waiting for Mercedes to do the same. "Ready?" He asked his best friend. Her reply was nothing more than a nod, which was accompanied with a small smile. She made her way out of the classroom and down the hall towards Glee Club, Kurt following closely behind her.
On their way through the corridors, they passed Jacob Ben Isreal. He was currently terrorising who Kurt thought must have been a new student, bombarding the dark haired boy with questions. Kurt couldn't see his face, but quickly glanced him up and down. His hair was gelled back. Well, he says gelled, he means more of cemented! The boy also was wearing a red polo shirt, a pair of dark jeans which were rolled up slightly around his ankles and pair of loafers that Kurt could only describe as adorable. If he was honest, the countertenor had never seen anyone with such an amazing dress sense, well apart from himself of course.
But after studying this stranger, Kurt was quickly brought back to reality by the commotion of the rushing corridor and Mercedes lightly pulling on his arm, leading him out of the crowd and towards the familiar choir room. With one last look at Jacob and the small boy, Kurt quickly turned his head and hurried away.
As he stepped into the choir room, Kurt was reminded with one of the reasons he loved this place so much. Despite the bullies and the constant put downs, Glee Club was a place where Kurt could just... Belong. This room was like a second home to him. A second home where a second family lived. Sure, his dad was amazing and he loved him dearly, but sometimes he needed just a little bit more than fatherly love. He needed someone he could talk to on his darkest of days. He needed someone who could snuggle with him on the couch and watch a movie with. He needed someone who he could walk around in the open air with, proud to be seen with them. Kurt Hummel needed a boyfriend.
But that wasn't entirely possible. It was likely that Kurt was the only gay guy in Ohio, he knew finding a boyfriend wasn't hugely possible in this day and age. That's why, after graduation, he was planning to move to New York City, where you could be anything you wanted to be and won't be criticised on it. New York was where Kurt belonged, just like Barbra Streisand and Patti LuPone did.
Kurt sighed slightly and shook his head, slowly walking to the back of the choir room and taking a seat. He set his bag on the floor beside his feet and started to focus on the latest conversation between his step-brother Finn, and his fiancée Rachel. He really admired Finn. He was able to put up with a girl as strong willed as Rachel. If he was honest, during sophomore and junior year of high School, Kurt wanted to punch Rachel every time she opened her mouth. To put it straight, the girl was freaking annoying! But boy could she sing. In fact, he also had to admire Rachel, too. She was also getting bullied for a few years. Maybe not to the same extent as Kurt is now, but she was still bullied. She still knows how it feels to want to hide away and wait until the world and everyone in it was more accepting. But she pulled through, and look at her now. Engaged to the quarterback of the school's football team, the female lead of the Glee Club, a letter of acceptance to NYADA, and basically her whole life ahead of her. And in comparison to Rachel, what did Kurt have? Sure, both the soprano and countertenor had planned on moving to The Big Apple together after graduation, but apart from that, Kurt had pretty much nothing. That was, of course, until he walked into Glee Club just a few minutes ago.