Disclaimer: I don't own Glee
Best Bully
Chapter One:
I strut down the hallway; I always strut, with Mercedes of course. Unfortunately, my best girl wasn't here today, she was out sick. Before I knew it I was being shoved into a locker. By Karofsky, of course. "Sup, Lady Face?" he hissed at me. I was sincerely tired of him annoying my life. "Just leave me alone Karofsky," I tried to shake him. He was having none of it. "Where you running to, Lady Face?" his friends closed in on me. Before I could blink a girl I knew to be A.C.D.C had him up against a locker. "Why you gotta shove the little queer around Karofsky? I mean really don't you have bigger fish to fry?" she yelled in his face. Everyone knew A.C.D.C to be the bullies bully. She didn't bully kids like me, she only bullied the bullies. Even Santana was jealous of her extreme "Lima Heights" persona. I had never spoken to her, or cared to anyway, but at this moment, I loved her, dearly, truly couldn't thank her enough. I just HATE Karofsky. Soon enough she had chased him away, screaming "COWARD!" at him as he went. She turned back to me. She wasn't even tall or intimidating, but for some reason, she was tougher than the TOUGHEST of bullies. "Sorry I called you queer," I heard her apologize. "What… you… and… you're a girl… how do you… how do you do that...?" I managed to ask. Her lips curled into a grin. "It's called Lima Heights, it'll teach ya something about life," she said sounding very serious. "So does said Lady Face have a real name?" she asked in a rather humorous way. "Oh… ya… Kurt Hummel, otherwise known as Porcelain, Lady Face, Girly, Queer, Fag, Baby Gay, and Dolphin…" I rambled getting more and more upset with each name I said. "I see… I think I'll just stick with Kurt, how's that sound?" she said sounding very friendly. For such a mean, intimidating bully, she was a really nice person. "It… it sounds great," I said smiling. "Walk with me Kurt," she said putting out her arm so I could loop mine around it. "I see you walk with Mercedes a lot, and I can tell you miss her, so just pretend I'm her, huh?" she said. "Sounds great…" my lips curved into a smile. I'm no good at making friends… but I was pretty sure I just made one.
