Sam and Kurt Fanfiction
Chapter 1: First Day Back to School
Beep Beep Beep
Kurt rolled over on his bed and turned off his alarm clock. He buried his face back into his soft pillow and groaned.
'Oh, how I hate mornings, even though I have to do my moisturizing routine and get ready for school.' Kurt thought to himself.
He snuggled into his pillow and started drifting off to sleep again. Unfortunately for him, his back up alarm on his phone woke him all the way up when Für Elise started playing. Groaning, he sat up and grabbed his phone, turning off the alarm. He put down his phone and swung his legs over the side of his bed. He sat there a moment and rubbed a hand over his face before he stood up.
He walked over to his En Suite bathroom and relieved himself before washing his hands and starting his morning ritual. He lathered shaving cream onto his face, and shaved, which didn't take too long. He wiped off the excess cream and started to undress as he turned on the water for his shower. He turned the water on as hot as he liked it before stepping under the spray. He stood there and let the water beat down over his body, soaking him, and letting little droplets of water roll down his body.
As the water rushed over his body, he reached for his strawberry-vanilla scented body wash and his loofah, scrubbing every inch of his slender frame. He closed his eyes and sighed in pleasure as the sweet scent of his body wash wafted over him, soothing him and his mind.
He rinsed off and picked up the matching strawberry-vanilla shampoo and lathering it into his hair. Oh, how he did enjoy his fruity scents he used in his shower. He massaged his scalp and rinsed; repeating with the matching conditioner.
He let the suds get rinsed out of his hair by the water before turning off the shower and stepping out onto the bath mat. He grabbed his fluffy bathrobe and slid it on before towel drying his hair, and stepping back into his bedroom.
As he entered his room, he heard buzzing that he knew could only be coming from his phone. He picked it up and saw a message from Mercedes Jones, his best friend. He unlocked his phone and opened the message.
M: Hey Baby, you awake yet?
Kurt smiled and sent a reply.
K: Hey GF, I'm up. Just got out of the shower.
M: Ohh la la! What scent did we go with today?
K: Strawberry-Vanilla. :/
M: Mmm, Sweet! Speaking of sweet, did you have any sweet dreams last night? ;)
K: No, Mercedes, I had no dreams at all. I tossed and turned all night and finally fell asleep around 2:30 am. :(
M: Aww, Baby! What you stressing about? I know you're only that restless when you got something on your mind.
K: Honestly, I have no idea. Nothing big has been on my mind.
M: I hope it isn't first day back to school jitters. :/
K: No, I'm pretty much over that. I have been for awhile. It's just going to be another day at school for me, which starts with me getting tossed in a dumpster.
M: Aww, you don't really think that's going to happen this year, do you?
K: Of course I do, Mercedes. It's happened for a long time, and it isn't going to stop now. It's just going to be another day of me reeking of garbage and getting more clothes ruined so that I have to change. The high point is that there won't be any garbage in the dumpster today, so my clothes shouldn't get too ruined.
M: I'd bring an extra change of clothes anyways, Babe. :/
K: Already planned on it. Anyways, I hate to do this, but I have to get moisturized before I get dressed. I'll see you at school in an hour.
M: Okay, Boo. I'll meet you in the cafeteria. Get us a couple of breakfast sandwiches. :)
K: Sounds good. See you then. :)
M: *Kisses*
Kurt smiled slightly as he turned on his music and letting Selena Gomez's 'Cruella De Vil' fill his room.
Oooh, ooh oh oh, oooh oh
Look out for Cruella De Vil
Kurt started singing along the best he could as he started his skin moisturizing.
Cruella De Vil
Cruella De Vil
If she doesn't scare you
No evil thing will
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
The curl of her lips
The ice in her stare
All innocent children had better beware
She's like a spider waiting for the kill
Look out for Cruella De Vil...
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella De Vil...
Oooh, ooh oh oh, oooh oh
This vampire bat
This inhumane beast
She 'outta be locked up and never released
This world was such a wholesome place until
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
Yeah!
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella De Vil...
Oooh, ooh oh oh, oooh oh
(oooh oh, oooh oh. oooh oh. oooh oh)
At first you think Cruella is the devil
But after time has worn away the shock
You've come to realize
You've seen her kind of eyes
Watching you from underneath a ROOOOOOOCK!
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
If she doesn't scare you no evil thing will
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
If she doesn't scare you no evil thing will
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella De Vil
Oooh, ooh oh oh, oooh oh (Cruella De Vil!)
Oooh, ooh oh oh, oooh oh (Cruella De Vil!)
Oooh, ooh oh oh, oooh oh
Look out for Cruella De Vil
Kurt was almost done his painstaking ritual of moisturizing his face when the song changed. He continued to sing along as the songs changed over the next few minutes and started to style his thick hair.
He blow dried his hair the rest of the way before styling it into his now signature up-sweep coif. As the songs changed during the duration of the time he styled his hair, he sang along softly. He didn't want to wear out his voice before he got to Mr. Schuester's class, Kurt's favorite by far: GLEE!
He smiled as he stood from primping himself, satisfied at his face and hair, before turning to his closet.
'Time to pick the perfect outfit.' Kurt thought as he opened his closet door.
He pondered his choices before deciding to go with his favorite pair of black skinny jeans, and added his best bright blue dress shirt. He put on both, wiggling into the jeans and tucking in the shirt before adding a black bow tie and black formfitting cardigan.
He pulled on his black dress shoes before putting together an extra outfit and storing it in his Marc Jacob bag, before heading up the stairs; his phone in hand and bag slung over his shoulder.
He turned off his music as he entered the kitchen. He found his father sitting at the table, eating breakfast and drinking his coffee.
"Morning, Kurt." Burt Hummel said, looking up as his son entered the room.
"Morning, Dad." Kurt smiled as he walked over to the cupboard to get a to-go cup. He filled it with coffee and fashioned it the way he liked it. He turned around as he was putting the lid on the cup to find his Dad watching him carefully.
"Something wrong?" Kurt asked, getting worried.
"No, I was going to ask if you wanted something for breakfast, besides that coffee." Burt laughed.
"Oh." Kurt chuckled. " No, I'm good. I'm meeting Mercedes in the cafeteria. We're going to grab a couple of breakfast sandwiches there. So, the coffee will hold me until I get to school."
"Alright, if you're sure." Burt smiled, picking up his coffee. "I just don't want you skipping meals, especially breakfast."
He took a sip of his coffee as Kurt spoke.
"Don't worry, Dad. I won't." Kurt walked over to his Dad and leaned down to give him a hug. "I have to get to school. I'll see you for dinner tonight."
Kurt stood up and shifted his bag on his shoulder and started for the front door.
"Okay. Drive safely!" Burt yelled out to his son's back as Kurt left the kitchen.
"I will!" Kurt called back as he picked up his keys from the dish and left the house, and walked to his Navigator.
He got in and placed his bag on the passenger seat before buckling his seatbelt and starting the engine. As the engine purred to life, Kurt ran through his safety checks. Once done, Kurt carefully backed out the driveway and drove to school.
Kurt pulled into a vacant spot in the parking lot of William McKinley High School. He turned off the engine and pulled out the keys, putting them in his bag. He opened the car door after unbuckling his seat belt, grabbed his bag and stepped out of the car. He locked the doors and slammed the drivers side shut, before turning and heading to the school.
His phone buzzed as he walked, letting him know he had an incoming text message. He pulled his phone out and opened it to a new message from Mercedes.
M: Hey, where are you? I got your usual sandwich: bagel with egg, cheese and bacon. It's still warm, but if you don't get your white boy ass here soon, it'll either be cold or I'M gonna eat it myself. :P
Kurt chuckled to himself as he sent a reply.
K: I just parked. You eat my sandwich, woman, and I'm not taking you shopping ever again. XD
M: LOL, very funny, Kurt. XP
Kurt laughed to himself as he closed his phone and slipped it back into his pocket before he started walking again. He didn't get far before he felt a large hand grab the back of his neck and stop him.
"Well, well, well. Look what we got here."
Kurt closed his eyes briefly before he was turned around. As he turned, he came face to face with his assailants, Azimio Adams and David Karofsky. It was Azimio that had spoken and still had his hand on Kurt's neck.
"If it isn't the little Fairy Faggot, Hummel." Sneered Karofsky.
Kurt held his head high as he stared at the bigger boys in front of him.
"Is there something I can do for you?" Kurt retorted.
"It occurred to us that you were trying to walk past us without making a deposit." Said Azimio, tightening his grip on Kurt's neck and pulling him along as they started walking. Karofsky walked on the other side of Kurt, blocking any chance He might have had of a potential escape.
"Deposit?" Kurt said, knowing full well what Azimio was talking about.
"Yeah, a deposit in the nearest dumpster." Smirked Karofsky.
"Sorry, but I don't have any garbage to throw in there." Kurt said as they neared the dumpster.
"Oh, of course you do." Said Azimio. "I just wanna know if you wanna go in on your own, or if you want us to toss you in."
"I don't think I like either option." Kurt said, crossing his arms over his chest, trying not to wince in pain as Azimio tightened his grip on his neck more. Kurt knew that he'd most likely have bruises by the end of the day.
"Dude, let's just toss him. I don't have time to wait for him to choose the right answer." Karofsky said, cracking his knuckles and leering at Kurt.
"Yeah, you're right. Grab his legs, Man." Azimio grabbed Kurt under his arms and Karofsky grabbed his legs. Kurt closed his eyes, resigning himself to being slung into the dumpster. Azimio and Karofsky were about to release Kurt into the dumpster when they heard:
"Hey, Man, what's going on here?"
Kurt opened his eyes to see Puck and Finn approaching.
"Nothing, Man." Azimio said.
"Doesn't look like nothing." Finn said.
"Yeah, looks like you're about to toss Hummel into that dumpster." Said Puck.
"Yeah. And we told you that wasn't gonna happen to him anymore." Spoke Finn. "So, we're just wondering what's going on here."
Karofsky dropped Kurt's legs and Azimio let go of his upper body.
"Yo, Man, we thought you were joking about that." Azimio said, as Karofsky shot Kurt a disgusted look.
"Naw, we meant it, Az." Puck said, tilting his head. "You can toss any Nerd you want into that dumpster, but Hummel is off-limits. We find out you toss him in there, you won't like what happens. Hummel, let's go."
Puck snapped his fingers and jerked his head backwards, motioning Kurt to join him and Finn.
Kurt walked over to Finn and Puck quickly and stood behind them. The three of them turned and crossed the parking lot, heading to the school entrance.
"Thanks, guys, but you didn't have to do that." Kurt said, as they walked into the school.
"Would you have rather been dropped in that dumpster?" Puck said, arching his eyebrow.
Kurt looked between the mohawked boy and the giant teenager that were flanking either side of him.
"No, but it doesn't mean they won't try again anyways, or throw slushies in our faces."
"Yeah, those slushie facials aren't the best, but I'd rather those to the dumpster." Finn said.
"Either way, my clothes get ruined," Said Kurt. " But at least I can salvage part of it if I'm tossed in the dumpster. I can't get the stains out with the slushies."
Kurt started to head to the cafeteria when Puck grabbed him.
"Where you going, Little Man?" Puck asked. "Your locker is this way."
"I'm supposed to meet Mercedes in the cafeteria."
"Alright, let's go." Puck slung his arm over Kurt's shoulder as he and Finn escorted Kurt to the cafeteria.
"I don't need you guys to be my body guards!" Kurt protested.
"Yeah, sure you don't." Puck snorted.
"Safety in numbers, Dude." Finn said.
"Not for Glee kids." Kurt muttered as Puck steered him into the cafeteria. "And don't call me 'Dude'."
"KURT!"
Kurt winced as he lifted his head as he heard his name shrieked out. He saw his Best Friend storm her way over to him.
"Where the hell were you? Why you only getting here now? The bell is about to ring, and you still need to eat!" Mercedes ranted, thrusting the breakfast
sandwich into Kurt's hands.
"Mercedes, calm down." Finn said. "Kurt's here now, you don't need to yell."
"The HELL I don't!" Mercedes said sassily. "Why the Hell are you so late? You sent me that last message almost twenty minutes ago!"
"Relax," Puck said, arm still slung around Kurt's shoulder. "He had a little dumpster trouble, that's all."
"WHAT?" Yelled Mercedes.
"Inside voice, Babe," said Puck. "Little Man was about to be tossed in a dumpster; me and Finn stopped it before it happened."
"That true, Kurt?" Mercedes said, lowering her voice.
"Yeah, it is. Karofsky and Azimio were gonna toss me in, and Finn and Puck stopped then before I went flying." Kurt nodded, opening his breakfast sandwich. He was about to take a bite when he remembered Puck leaning on him.
"Puck, do you mind?" Kurt said, turning his head to look at Puck.
"What?" Puck said, oblivious.
"Are you just going to lean on me while I eat, or are you going to get off of me?" Kurt said, looking at Puck's arm on his shoulder.
"I am pretty comfortable," Puck joked. "But I'll get off you."
Kurt rolled his eyes as Puck removed his arm and stood up, allowing Kurt to eat.
"Thank you." Kurt said, taking a bite of his sandwich. Kurt slapped away Puck's fingers on the hand that was trying to steal a piece of his sandwich.
Just as he took another bite, the bell rang for class.
"Just lovely." Kurt complained as he swallowed. "Now I have to eat on the go, and I still need to stop at my locker."
"Let's go then." Mercedes said, herding him out the door with Puck and Finn in tow.
