Even though I have to eat my lunch alone everyday and I often find myself running from the football team, I feel oddly comfortable in my school. My name is Kurt Hummel, I live in Ohio and I am a sophomore at McKinley High. There is something about McKinley, I may be a mess now but I know it's going to be okay. I know life will get better. This school showed me that I am not alone. I often choose someone in the hallway and try to figure them out; it helps me feel surrounded by family. That's all McKinley really is- a family of freaks; I mean that in the nicest way possible. We are all just trying to find ourselves somehow- our individual identity.

There was a kid from the football team walking in front of me. He had a messy, brown Mohawk atop his head. That's the kind of kid hiding something, I thought. He acts bad-ass but I bet he's the kind of boy who cries after a breakup and gets hurt easy. The boy stopped walking and let one of his teammates catch up with him. He turned his sadness into anger and created a new, less-vulnerable version of himself. I fixed the straps on my backpack and continued walking. A hand reached across my body and before I knew what was happening, I was flung into the lockers- with force. I looked up to see the laughing face of Mohawk-kid. "Dude, show some self-control." I looked at the speaker, Mohawk-kid's friend, he was the quarterback on the football team and he had beautiful eyes. His name was Finn. Everybody knew Finn. He had a soft face- oddly soft for his strong body. His smile was sunny but his eyes were the best. His eyes told me everything I would ever have to know about him, without either of us speaking a word. Finn gave me a sympathetic look and nodded at me- the world must have stopped spinning. I wanted to say thank you, but it took everything I had to keep my breathing regular. My heart was beating faster and slower at the same time.

Finn had thrown the jigsaw pieces of my life in the air, the pieces- like me, fell hard. I doubt they will ever fit in place the same way again.