A/N: This is going to be a multichapter story so I hope I'll have some readers and reveiwers, it's AU so don't hate me if I do some un-canon things. This chapter is kind of a set up for the rest of the story, I get more into the plot in the next chapter. Anyway enough of my irritating talking read on...
Kurt felt a light tap on his shoulder which woke him up from his peaceful sleep. He opened his yes slowly and wearily to see his mother standing over him "Get up Kurtie, it's your first day of preschool today!"
Kurt leapt out of the covers, and started jumping up and down on his bed excitedly, when he suddenly stopped and just stood there with his 'I'm thinking about something very important so don't disturb me' face on.
He was looking into the distance for a while before he suddenly shouted as fast as he could "I got it!" as he ran towards his mini walk in wardrobe. Even with his clothes all being kids sizes a normal kids wardrobe would not be able to fit the insane amount of clothes he had convinced his parents to but him.
He picked out his favourite plain white short sleeved dress shirt, his favourite his favourite pair of dark grey skinny jeans, his best looking pair of sneakers, and his favourite diagonally striped pink and purple bowtie. He brushed his hair to the extent that it could not be any more perfect, and marched downstairs confidently.
"My, don't you look fabulous today!" exclaimed his mother, Elizabeth.
"Don't I always look fabulous?" Kurt protested in response. Elizabeth gave him a cheeky smile and handed him his lunch in his brightly coloured power rangers' bag. He let out a small scream as he realised he had forgotten something.
He disappeared up the stairs for a few seconds before returning, clutching his favourite toy that he took everywhere and anywhere special, his pink power ranger.
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"Burt" his mother called out "Are you going to take Kurt to school yet?"
"Yep" came the reply as a seemingly large butch man, wearing a flannel shirt and baseball cap came thundering down the stairs.
"Hey kiddo" he said in a cherry voice "Are you ready to go?" he looked down at Kurt's outfit in confusion but quickly got over it by thinking 'How mean can kids be at age 5? Not too bad I guess.'
He looked at Kurt and playfully scruffed his hair "Come on lets get going!" he walked out the door a few steps then turned back because he could not hear the pitter patter of Kurt's little feet behind him.
He looked and saw that Kurt was inside just the door looking into the mirror that was situated at his head height, frantically fixing his hair with an annoyed expression on his face, desperately trying to return it to its perfect state. Burt chuckled to himself,
"C'mon Kurt your gonna be late!"
-XXX-
Burt led Kurt into the preschool and Kurt's eyes grew to twice their size with amazement. He looked around and he saw lots of young kids all playing happily.
His dad made sure he was alright, gave him a big bear hug, knowing that he could leave because Kurt was such a confident young kid. After all no one pushes the Hummels around. Having that in mind he left him to go play and find new friends.
Kurt turned around and was headed straight for the doll house, when a boy who was a good head taller and much stronger looking than him blocked his path.
"Can you please move?" Kurt asked the menacing looking boy in a very polite manner. The boy gave him a look, which looked like a sort of a threat but walked away quietly.
Kurt couldn't understand why he had just walked away like that especially when he looked about ready to beat him into a pulp, but he looked behind him and saw a teacher watching closely. Busted. He gave the teacher the best fake smile he could muster. The teacher smiled back and then continued talking with some parents.
Kurt looked at the parents to see if his dad was there even though he knew he had already left, he wanted to talk to his dad, his wanted his dad to protect him from the mean looking boy.
Kurt's thoughts were interrupted when he heard a loud "Hi!" come from behind him. He turned around to see a confident looking, dark skinned girl, with jet black hair and eyes with a sass that could kill, waving at him.
"Hi!" he boomed, happy to have found a potential friend.
"I like your bowtie, purple is my favourite colour!" She said.
"Thanks, I like your zebra jumper! It's really colourful!" Kurt replied. He gasped with a sudden remembrance of what he was doing before he was interrupted "Wanna play dollies?" He burst out excitedly.
"Hell to the yes!" The girl said, obviously happy to. "By the way my name is Mercedes."
"Kurt" said Kurt happily, as they made their way to the doll house. A little girl was playing there already. She looked friendly, holding a rainbow unicorn in her little hand. She had slightly curly blonde hair, and was wearing a unicorn headband.
"Hi Brittany can we play with you?" Mercedes asked hopefully.
"Of course, but who is that?" Brittany asked, she seemed quite … simple.
"This is Kurt and he wants to play with us!"
"Cool" replied Brittany as they sat down and played happily until the bell wrung to go to the teacher.
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Kurt was excited that the day was almost over because he would get to go home and tell his mum and dad all about it, but he was also a little sad because he would miss all his friends.
He thought back to all the people he had met today… he had spent a little while watching a boy called Finn who was tall for his age, attempt to dance but just kept falling over instead. He giggled at the thought. There was one girl he would not miss, that was little Rachel. All through the day she would not shut up whether it was talking, singing or moaning whenever she got the chance. Kurt couldn't stand her, especially when she came up to him and stuck a large gold star sticker over his face and said "There, now you can shine almost as bright at me!" He was already plotting revenge.
He couldn't wait to get home and tell his mum and dad all about his preschool adventures.
The bell rang and Kurt quickly said goodbye to Brittany and Mercedes before darting out of the room to find his dad standing there waiting for him. He ran and jumped into his arms and started chattering away as he was carried off to their car.
He was determined to keep talking until he had told his dad every last detail, but was soon distracted as they drove past the most awesome park he had ever seen. He looked and there were happy kids playing everywhere, he wished he were a part of it.
"Dad" said Kurt with a hopeful hint to his voice.
"Yeah kiddo"
"Can we play at the park oh please, oh please? Pretty, pretty please with a big fat cherry on top!..." Burt cut him off "Ok, ok but not today, maybe on Saturday."
Kurt couldn't wait until then; he looked out again to see a boy staring back at him. The boy dropped the ball he was holding and just looked into the car. His big Hazel eyes were filled with a sense of longing, for what he didn't know.
Kurt giggled a little at the sight of his wild, curly, afro like hair blowing around in the wind. His cheeks suddenly felt hot. He didn't know why but he just kept looking at this boy, he could not for the life of him take his eyes away. Kurt tried to make a mental picture of the boy in his head; he didn't want to forget him.
They passed the park and Kurt let a small whimper accidentally leave his mouth. Burt looked in the rear view mirror, a little concerned, to see that Kurt was just sitting there looking out of the window with a humongous goofy grin plastered across his face and his cheeks were a bright shade of red.
"Hey Kurt, why are you blushing?" Burt asked in a confused tone.
"No reason" the goofy grin remained on his face. Burt thought to himself 'I remember that look, my dad explaining that I would look like a fool when ever I saw this girl as we would drive past the park, maybe Kurt saw a pretty girl he liked'.
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They arrived home and Kurt jumped out of the car and sprinted inside as fast as his little legs would take him.
"Hey mum" he said quickly as he ran inside, past the kitchen and up the stairs, to his bedroom.
"What was that about I thought he would be talking non stop to me until I finally tapped his mouth shut!" said Elizabeth.
"Well I don't know, he's been acting funny ever since we drove past the park and he just kept staring at something." Burt replied.
"Well I'm sure it was just a funny looking animal or something"
"Yeah could be, but then why was he blushing afterwards?"
"Oh well I don't know then, maybe you should ask him."
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Burt and Elizabeth stayed talking for a while when they decided that Kurt had been way too quiet, so Burt went up to check on him. He opened the door slowly and peeked in to see Kurt sat in front of his desk, his tongue poking out in concentration. There were papers and crayons scattered everywhere.
"Hey little guy, watcha doing?" Burt asked.
Kurt looked up a little shocked to see his Dad standing there. He held up a piece of paper with three stick figures drawn on it.
"This is me and my friends from preschool!" Kurt chirped happily.
"Oh. Wow that's awesome Kurt!" Burt looked around to see another picture on the ground. It had just one stick figure on it. Burt picked it up gingerly and looked at it before speaking again.
"Hey what's this picture of?" Kurt looked up confused and saw what his dad was holding. He quickly jumped up and snatched the picture out of his father's hand.
"Nothing!" He yelled.
"Oh, it's something, who is it?" Burt questioned.
"It's just a picture of someone I saw at the park today."
"What is it exactly?" Burt asked trying his hardest not to offend Kurt.
"Its the prettiest boy in the world! Can't you see that from my very accurate picture?" Kurt exclaimed frustrated.
"Wow, big word, anyway, what do you mean by prettiest boy in the world?"
"I mean what I said!"
"Oh well then... is that why you wanted to go to the park so bad then?"
Kurt's cheeks went bright red again "It's not the whole reason..."
"Uh huh, well just keep on doing what you're doing, I'm just gonna go..."
"Okay" Kurt said happily as Burt hastily left the room.
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