A/N So... instead of finishing my ChemE homework, I am instead typing up this. Oh, well. Since I have decided to be lazy, whenever anyone is speaking french, it will look like this.

French

Just because.

1st Day of School – Junior Year

"Kurt!" he heard, and turned to his right to see Mercedes, Brittany, Santana, and Tina all gathered by the lockers.

After giving them a quick hug, Mercedes grabbed the schedule that was crumpled loosely in his grasp in order to compare it with her own. Her face quickly broke out into a grin "You have 3rd period history with me and Santana, then 7th Chem and 8th study hall with me!"

The bell rang and Kurt rushed off to Math, where he slid into the seat next to Artie.

Artie noticed him, then held out his fist, cheering "AP Calc, man!"

Kurt giggled, but fist bumped Artie anyway. God he was so glad none of the Neanderthals were smart enough to take this course.

There was a lot of chatter in the halls, but Kurt thought nothing of it until he walked into History and Mercedes and Santana seemed to be into a serious gossip session.

"So what did I miss?" Kurt said, walking up to them "Did someone die? Oh god, did Sue finally snap?"

Neither of the girls so much as cracked a smile at his joke, but they both paused, and finally Mercedes burst out "Oh my god, Kurt! We have a new student and he's a boy – a Junior – and he's – he's just so – "

"Hot. Delicious. Fuckable." Santana continued.

"Santana!" Mercedes admonished, lightly slapping her shoulder.

"I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking!"

Kurt giggled and plopped down in a nearby seat – new kids were quite rare at McKinley (who ever wanted to move to Ohio anyway?) and whispered conspiratorially "Tell me everything."

By the end of the class, he knew that he was going to be learning most of his history outside of the classroom. He also knew that the new kid was gorgeous, with green eyes, 'fuck me' hair (to quote Santana), rich, smart, flirty, had rock hard abs (he had no idea how Santana knew this, but she seemed rather certain…), and that Santana would proposition his 'fine ass' the next time she saw it. Also, his name was Sebastian. Which sounded oddly familiar…. but he didn't know anyone with that name.

At lunch a lot of the gossip was focused on the new kid. It surpassed the excitement of their same old gossip (Finchel was back on – again, Mr. Shue had divorced his awful wife, Tina and Mike were together now, Quinn had a fantastic new haircut – Kurt thought she must've gone to the hairstylist he recommended and mouthed a "great hair" to her when they made eye contact)

So far, the day had been pretty great, with only a small locker slam from Karofsky in passing. But of course his day had to take a turn for the worse.

Walking in with a group of soccer players (not the worst jocks at the school by far, but still….) was none other than Sebastian – rich homophobe who ruins cars. Kurt groaned.

Santana turned to see what had upset Kurt and saw Sebastian "Damn! There he is!" She pointed out to the rest of the Glee club "I think Kurtie here like the look of him!"

"No. NO!" Kurt exclaimed "It's just….. 'Cedes, it's him, the guy from the garage last week…"

"No," Mercedes gasped "Not Mr. Douchey Smirk Face?!"

The rest of the gang laughed at their nickname, all except for Brittany, who exclaimed "Wow, that's a really weird name! It's strange, but did you know that there's a guy named Sebastian who looks just like Mr. Face?"

"Britt…. That's not his actual name" Artie attempted.

"Oh…. I get it. It's his" Brittany glanced around, then dropped her voice to a whisper "Secret Agent name. Don't worry, I won't tell."

Santana patted her arm affectionately, then said "So what's the story behind this guy?"

"He came into Kurt's garage, called him a girl, insulted his work, called him names, and was basically a homophobic jerk!"

" 'Cedes!" Kurt cried, flushing a rosy color.

Mercedes glared back "Well, he did!"

"Jerk" Santana muttered.

"I'm sorry dolphin" Brittany comforted.

"We got your back, princess" Puck said, punching Kurt in the shoulder amicably. Kurt winced at the punch, and decided not to mention the fact that Puck always called him names, too.

"As a young woman with two gay Dads" Rachel butted in "I have a thorough understanding of how cruel homophobic slurs can be. I would be more than happy to have a chat with him over the error of his ways -"

After about ten hands reached out to keep Rachel from marching across the cafeteria that moment, the conversation turned to music and all the solos Rachel felt she was due for the rest of lunch.

After lunch was Kurt's favorite class: French. It was the class he looked forward to all day.

"Bonjour Madame" He said sweetly as he entered, nodding to Mme. Blanche, who smiled back at her favorite student.

In his free time, Kurt had studied French for fun, so though the McKinley French course only went up to French IV, he was on a separate level, so Mme. Blanche assigned him books to read, which they then discussed (all in French, of course).

Kurt sat himself front and center, and the few kids who were intelligent enough to be in the class filed in behind him (it was McKinley – not many people took high level classes, and a lot of kids took Spanish. Kurt had decided to take high leveled classes mainly because he would be able to avoid most of his bullies….).

Mme. Had just begun passing out the syllabus for the year when someone knocked on the door. She frowned in thought, then opened the door and exclaimed to the class "Oh! It seems that I have forgotten that we have a new student today!" She gestured, and the student stepped into the room.

Kurt groaned and slid as far down in his seat as he possibly could. Of course Mr. Douchey Smirk Face had to come and ruin something else for him – and it was his favorite class at that!

"Monsieur Smythe was actually studying in France for a year," Mme. Blanche said, beaming at Sebastian, who was smirking superiorly at the class (stupid Meerkat face – Kurt had always wanted to go to France), "and he is fluent in the language, so he will be joining Monsieur Hummel for our book discussions. Please, take a seat up front M. Smythe."

And of course Sebastian sat next to Kurt. Kurt tuned out Mme. Blanche's discussion of the syllabus with the other students, and focused intently on doodling in his notebook (he had earned the right, as someone nearly fluent in French). Sebastian did not speak, or even as much as glance, at him. Kurt had nearly convinced himself that Sebastian did not remember him until he dropped his eraser near Sebastian's desk. It was said in a very soft tone, but when Sebastian deposited the eraser on Kurt's desk (as Kurt desperately tried to cover his face and look the other way) Kurt thought he heard him whisper "Lady Face".

Luckily, there was no interaction for the rest of the class, and when the bell rang, Kurt bolted out of the class as fast as he could. He met up with Mercedes at her locker, along with Mike, who also happened to be in their Chem class.

"It was terrible" Kurt bemoaned on their way to Chem "Mme. Blanche made him sit right next to me, and he could totally remember me….. God, I hope I don't have any more classes with him."

"Ummm…." Mike said tentatively, peaking into the classroom they had just arrived at "I'm really sorry man."

Kurt groaned (he felt like he was doing a lot of that today). Not only was Sebastian in this class, but so were Azimio and Rick "The Stick". He, Mike, and Mercedes sat at a lab bench as far away from the bullies as was possible in the small room, but five minutes into the class Kurt could tell that Mr. Benedict had read the teachers handbook for making their students' lives miserable.

"So" Mr. Benedict said "I will be picking lab partners for you – we all know that you don't work efficiently when you pick your own. And the partners will be for the year people! That means NO switching. So….. Chang and Black, Israel and O'Neil….." Kurt tuned out the teachers droning until he heard his name "Hummel and…. Adams, and last, New Kid and Jones."

Kurt dropped his head into his arms "That's it" he said in a muffled voice "I might as well drop out of school now. There's no way I'm surviving the year with Azimio as my lab partner."

"Oh, Boo"

"Yeah, don't worry about it too much, Kurt. There's not a whole ton they can do under direct teacher supervision….."

But Kurt did worry about it. He worried about it when all the glee kids visited Mr. Shue to find out if anyone new had signed up for glee club (no one had). He worried about it when he bumped into Sebastian on his way out, who smirked and said "All that hairspray must have gone to your head, Casper the friendly gay. You can't even walk in a straight line." and waltzed away before Kurt could come up with a snappy come-back. He worried about it as he ate dinner with his dad, cleaned up, and got ready for bed. He just couldn't help but think that he couldn't take much more of this – the last thing that he needed was for things to get worse, but new dangers seemed to be creeping in on all fronts with absolutely nothing to stop them.