Prom-asaurus

Kurt can't wait to get out of this town. And leave all these hypocrites behind. Seriously, what's wrong with them?

Last year they voted him Prom Queen. He's nothing more than the little gay Glee Club loser for them. They see him as a walking joke. The boy they can humiliate in front of the whole school for their amusement. It was mortifying.

This year they voted Rachel as Prom Queen. At first he thought it was a repeat from last year. A chance to humiliate a person that most of the student body dislike. Rachel became one of his best friends, but Kurt also knows that she is one of the most irritating persons he ever met. He can't understand how she managed to become popular enough to be voted Prom Queen.

He's happy for her, but there is also that lingering feeling that resents her for winning. It's the Prom of her dreams and he doesn't want to ruin her night by jealousy. That's how he ended up on the side of the dance floor, while the rest of the Glee Club is dancing. Blaine seems like he's having the time of his life. Kurt is not sure if the loose hair has an influence on Blaine being on the loose or if it's the spiked punch.

Looking over to his friends he sees that someone is missing. Puck isn't with the group. One glance through the gym and Kurt sees him sitting at a table in the back of the room. He still has the crown on his head, but the smile he was carrying around vanished. Now it looks like he's scowling into his cup.

Kurt gives one last look at Blaine, who is tumbling over his feet while trying to imitate Mike's steps, and makes his way over to Puck.

"Hey Puck! Can I sit down?"

"Sure, why not?"

He has to brush off some of the mini dinosaurs off the chair before sitting down. The decoration is really tacky and he's still not sure why the Dinosaurs theme seemed like a good idea. Sure it was Brittany's idea, so it's no wonder it's strange but the other students also seem very enthusiastic.

"I'm glad you decided to come." Kurt's smile is only returned with a shrug which startles him. But now that he thinks about it, Puck was oddly distant the whole week. "But my congratulations on your crowning, my king."

"Actually, you should probably kneel before your king." Puck finally laughs with a spark in his eyes.

"I bet you would like me on my knees, but I don't think so." Kurt feels himself blushing. Why would he say such a thing. But said is said and Puck doesn't seem to mind the innuendo.

"Damn, Kurt, was that a sex-joke? I was never more proud of you." Puck holds up his hand for a fist bump. Kurt's giggling causes him to nearly misses Puck's fist which he doesn't seem to mind."But I was talking about royal etiquette and shit."

"Royal etiquette and shit?" Kurt is glad that he someway managed to cheer his friend up. Unfortunatly he doesn't know when it is time to shut up. "Sadly your only the Anti-Prom King, so I don't think the rules apply to you."

Once the words are spoken Kurt realizes his mistake. Puck's easy and genuine laugh disappears. His gaze wanders towards the dance floor where Finn is twirling Rachel around.

"But we have one thing in common."

Kurt is puzzled by the sentence. There are a lot of things Puck and Finn have in common. They play football, are in Glee, they both dated Quinn and Rachel he could go on and on. So he's not quite sure what he's meaning.

"Both our queens weren't chosen by the students."

Well, this doesn't explain anything. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Do you really think someone voted for Rachel?" He leans back on his chair and smirks. "My guess is on Quinn convincing Santana to make Rachel Prom Queen. She kinda has this soft spot for Rachel."

"Why do you think that it weren't the students?"

"Did you vote for her?"

"Well, no."

"So if her friends didn't vote for her why would the others do it. She may be in twenty other clubs beside Glee but no one likes her that much to vote for her. Especially with the competition. Santana, the head cheerleader, Quinn, the former head cheerleader who's know pitied because she's in a wheelchair and Missy, who is by far the nicest person in this school."

Actually the votes being rigged makes so much more sense than Rachel suddenly becoming popular. It does make him feel better to know that it wasn't the student body who voted for her. But then he also feels ashamed to be happy about the fact that Rachel is in deed still as unpopular as him. Probably a little more popular since she's the quarterbacks fiancee.

"Look who's coming over!" Puck nods into the direction of the buffet.

Blaine is grinning from ear to ear and coming towards their table with a cup in his hand. It took only five minutes for the news to spread around that there is alcohol in the punch. So Kurt is pretty sure that there isn't any of the spiked punch left. Blaine however had more than one glass of the original one or he's on a sugar high.

"Come on Kurt. Let's dance, let's dance, let's dance!"

His boyfriend is so enthusiastic that Kurt can't refuse his pleading. The tension from a few weeks ago seems nearly forgotten now. Sure, they don't talk a lot about New York and the next year they have to spend apart, because Kurt still feels that it is difficult for his boyfriend.

He stands up and tells Puck to join them, but he refuses. Even Blaine tries to drag him from his chair, which clearly doesn't work.

"Nah, I'm going home soon."

Kurt wants to ask him why he's going to leave so soon. Last year he was one of the last ones leaving Prom. There is something wrong with him, but he's already on the dance floor before he can ask Puck what's bothering him.