Defying Gravity The Story

This is a chapter story continuing on from where The Plot Bunny Whisperer has issued the challenge... it's been tearing at my mind, wanting to come out and damn that Bunny for getting the better of me! It figures that the one day I have off is Christmas Eve and I use it to write... ugh.

Here you go TPBW, Merry Christmas!

Plot Bunny Whisperer's Defying Gravity: 100 Prompts

Chapter 1:

"David likes his closet. It's comfortable and it's safe. Just the thought of leaving it, of even opening the door terrifies him. He knows the opinion about those who are different at McKinley High. He knows what happens to them, the outcasts; hell, he's done a lot of it himself.

But then he came along. David may have thought Kurt was cute, but he was hot. All big green eyes and Just Fucked hair, and an attitude to match.

He's not ready to leave his closet, not yet. But he doesn't seem to be giving him much of a choice."

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It was Senior year when David found out that McKinley had a new foreign exchange student.

Usually, there was little to no excitement about transfer kids, and even less for foreign exchange students. Having new students just meant having the social hierarchy disrupted and the natural order of things disturbed.

It was then up to David and the other jocks to lay down the ground rules and set the proper tone of fear. With that done within the first week, the rest of the school year all David was required to do was throw a couple of slushies and slam a few kids into lockers, and stand around leering for an occasional dumpster dive and he'd be basically off the hook.

David thought that this year would be clear coasting. He'd keep his grades up, leave all of his aggression on the football field and hopefully get a scholarship to somewhere other than Ohio University, and he'd leave Kurt alone.

He owed Kurt big time after last year. Not only did Kurt actually forgive him after all the threats and violence of last year, but he was helping David come to terms and get comfortable with his sexuality.

Not that David was going to come out of the closet… No, David liked his closet. He was comfortable in it. He had been for years and he saw no reason to come out of it or even open the door when he knew what would happen to him if he did.

There was only one year left and then David could be free to be who he wanted to be. One year. One year, and then he could open that door… he just had to make it one more year…

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David was walking down the hallway, the second day to the start of his Senior year, when he saw him. David's first thought was a simple 'WOAH!' His second thought was a complicated string of impressive curse words.

David had thought Kurt was cute. The countertenor was fine boned, lean, and had perfect pale skin. He had the attitude of a Diva with a capital D, the strut to match and David had been totally enamored with the pale teen since middle school when David had 'come down' with his crush.

But this kid… Woah...

He was Hot. All big green eyes and Just- Fucked hair, he wasn't all that tall, maybe around Kurt's height, but he had an athletes' build. But that wasn't the best part… And apparently David had a type.

No, the best part was that the new kid had an attitude to match his looks. He was confident in a way where he knew exactly who he was and was not going to allow even one person to talk down to him… they wouldn't dare.

Where Kurt was confident and so very courageous, David envied him some times for having that kind of courage, he was also very sensitive and that confidence could crumble with just the right word. David knew this because he had locked away into memory what those exact words were so he had that arsenal ready should he ever really wanted to hurt Kurt.

But this new kid… David was floored. While Kurt's walk was confident, it was also full of trepidation, like he knew who was just around the corner to beat him down; his walk was confident without an ounce of fear and it bordered almost on confrontational, like he couldn't wait for someone to approach him to take him 'down a peg or two'.

David watched as Azimio roughly grabbed onto the new kid's arm and heard he black man say something low in a threatening voice.

"You better watch your back around here, Britain. Or you're going to find yourself face down in a dumpster if you don't stay out of our way."

The bored expression on the new kid's face stayed decidedly unimpressed as he took his time and looked Azimio up and down. Arching an eyebrow as he got done, he looked at Azimio as if he found him severely lacking, in what David was scared to know.

"And just who am I supposed to be looking out for? Because if you're talking about yourself, all I see is a little boy playing big, bad wolf."

And with that, the kid looked to the right, past Azimio's shoulder, meeting David's eyes for the first time and him a little smirk and a subtle wink. David felt a bolt of lust slither down his spine and knew he was well and truly screwed, because he was pretty sure he just fell in love.

So David did the one thing he knew he could do and do well. As Azimio roughly shoved past the new kid, David laid one hand flat against the new kid's chest and abruptly shoved him back into the locker as hard as he could. The loud clang made everyone pause and glance back toward him in sympathy before scurrying on their way to class. David himself just shot the kid a hostile look that he knew probably didn't cover up half the interest that was still written all over his face.

As David turned to walk down the hallway, away from him, he heard a quiet chuckle and couldn't resist a quick glance back over his shoulder. David saw the little amused smile gracing the other teen's beautiful lips and the twinkle in the bright green eyes and blushed when he noticed that it was aimed at him. And as David turned back away, warmth spread through this chest and a small smile spread across his own lips almost unwillingly.

David doesn't even know his name yet, but what David did know was that he was well and truly screwed and not in a positive, life- affirming way.

Because he's not ready to leave his closet, not yet. But he doesn't seem to be giving him much of a choice.

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A/N:

As you can see, I do use phrases and sometimes exact quotes from The Plot Bunny Whisperer's Defying Gravity: 100 Prompts, but in my defense it's all on her! She issued a challenge to continue her prompt, so I took that as permission to glean from her! She should just be thankful I finally caved!

Happy Holidays!

Triden