Kurt was fourteen when he met Iris.
He didn't even mean to talk to the girl that cool autumn day. He was just walking along, head down and eyes trained on his phone, when he bumped into the short girl. He had, of course, immediately apologized, but that one mistake started something that went far further than an apology. During the months following that day, he and Iris, last name Pullham, became good friends; texting each other nearly every day, learning more and more about each other as the days went on. Even now, you wouldn't believe that she was two years older than him. Iris was short, a mere four foot eleven when he met her, and only just reaching a full height of five-two. She made p for it in personality, thou. The silver haired girl was bubbliest person Kurt had ever met, andnever now he had yet to meet someone that matched her personality. She was never afraid to speak her mind, or be who she truly was - so different from then-closeted Kurt.
It was shortly after his fifteenth birthday when the bullying began.
He wasn't sure what exactly started it. Whether it was his soft voice, near impossible to hide fashion sense, or the extremely fabulous new hat he bought himself, he would never know. Whatever it was, it set off the jungle of sweaty, pubescent boys and their endless taunts. Over the years, Kurt learned to deal with their snarls of "fag" and "gay", but at the time, he was completely overwhelmed. So he put a plan he had devised the year before, a plan he thought he would never have to use, into action.
He got a girlfriend. Not just any girlfriend, either. Miss Iris Pullham, the only soul, beisdes himself, that knew for certain that he was gay.
Coming out to Iris had been easy. When he had done it, he had completely forgotten that it had been the first time he had told anyone, ever. It made sense to tell her; he was more comfortable around her than anyone else, and he highly doubted she would judge him. And she didn't - instead she just laughed, and said "Kurt, you're an idiot. You think I didn't know?" He hadn't expected her to respond like that, but he supposed it was better than her judging him. Asking her to be his girlfriend, his 'beard', was even easier. She knew about the bullying he was suffering at school - who else would he go to? - and knew the pain he was suffering. "It's just what friends do," she laughed with a nod, washing Kurt over with relief. Now that he had a girlfriend, the bullying would stop.
Little did he know of the even crazier adventures it would bring with it.