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When they get home, Carson is steered into the kitchen and sat down forcefully in one of the chairs, Burt and Kurt on either side. Kurt thanks the heavens it's Burt's day off because he's not sure he'd be able to handle this alone right now. He's not even sure where to begin, and is so thankful for his dad.
"Carson. Would you like to explain yourself?" Burt's voice is tentative, as if afraid of setting off a trigger that'll cause Carson to close off.
"There's nothing to explain. Aunt wanted me to move schools, thought this one was convenient."
"Why this one?" Burt asks, and Kurt feels a little proud of his father for being so scrutinizing. Sure, it sucks when Burt notices how rumpled Kurt's hair is after a 'study session' but using those parent powers on your brother while you watch is a good feeling. Or would be, at least, if Kurt didn't have a nagging sensation that something with Carson was off.
"Best free school for a while, and I'm close to you guys." Carson says, and it's not a novel, but it's probably as close as they're going to get with him. Burt sighs as he hears Finn's keys turn at the door, always noticeable because he can never use the right key in the first try.
"This conversation isn't over, Carson. You hear me?" Burt calls out as Carson gets up and heads upstairs, seemingly not in the mood to confront Finn too. Finn only found out about him recently too, and they are in the awkward so-you're-technically-family stage. It's sad, because Kurt knows they could be good friends, if at the cost of bonding over anything related to Kurt.
Finn stumbles into the kitchen, ducking through the door out of habit, even though in the new house the door frames are all long enough to accommodate his large structure.
"Dude, the whole school is talking about you and Carson! It's all over Jacob's website!" Finn whisper-shouts to Kurt, one-handedly opening the fridge and reaching for the milk by reflex. Kurt, against his better judgement, takes out his smart phone and types in Jacob's website on the touch screen, grimacing slightly as he read the headline.
KURT 'GAY-FACE' HUMMEL'S (POSSIBLY) STRAIGHT TWIN?
Kurt Hummel himself today admitted to having a twin brother who, though having a similarly gay face, looks straighter than Kurt! We are not sure yet if this is some kind of trick of Hummel's to make him seem more eligible to boys(have he and the preppy school boy broken up?) or if what we have is some good old-fashioned family drama. What we are sure of, however, is…(Read More)
Kurt doesn't click on the link, instead locking his phone and resolutely pushing it into his pocket with a little more force than necessary. He can hear Carson's rap music pulsing through the house, making everything vibrate slightly. Finn is absent-mindedly humming along to the mindless tune and lyrics that consist mostly of fornicating with a bunch of pretty girls, milk swaying slightly. Kurt's phone beeps with a new text message and he resolves to ignore it, since he'll bet his winter scarf collection that it's one of the New Directions girls asking about Carson. Kurt, at this point, is utterly lost, even more so than when he saw Carson standing in the hallway of his school, an image so surreal and imaginary, two things that shouldn't get mixed up together, like amalgamating video games with real life.
However, in a few seconds he hears Blaine's customized ringtone and takes out his phone again, smiling a bit as the screen lit up with a picture of Blaine making a goofy face, eyebrows raised and tongue out.
"Hello?"
"Hey Kurt! How are you?"
Typical Blaine. Always with the manners.
"Not great, actually. Haven't you heard what's boiling at McKinley?"
"Am I going to have to remind you I go to a different school?"
"You know it's my incredibly subtle way of telling you to get your excellent ass over here."
"I can't just abandon the Warblers. Those guys are my friends."
"Hmph. You have until Sectionals, mister."
"Never mind that, what's this gossip you've been dying to tell me about?"
"Guess who transferred to McKinley."
"Kurt, we just discussed this!"
"Not everything is about you, silly! Carson did!"
There's a few seconds of silence on the other line that stretch on for forever.
"Carson? As in, your twin brother Carson Hummel?"
"No, my freakin' great uncle's gardener. Yes, my brother!"
"I thought he lived with your Aunt?"
"That's what we thought too."
"What are you going to do now?"
"I have absolutely no idea."
"I'll come over tomorrow."
"Counting the hours."
"Bye, Kurt."
"Bye Blaine."
Kurt is the one that hangs up first, since he's decided to just try and go about life as normally as he can. Which includes homework. With a groan, he gets up and goes upstairs to change into casual house clothes(a pair of plain black slacks and a simple green button-up) and opens his bag, rummaging through his stuff.
There's a sticky note plastered to his History textbook, and he peels it off carefully, squinting to read the barely distinguishable handwriting.
Fag.
Kurt crumples up the sticky note and throws it in the garbage, repeats the mantra "someday I'll amount to something grand, and that day all they'll have will be their cruel words, more useless than ever," in his head, until the words lose meaning and bounce around in his head, and he shakes his head a bit as if to put some order in there again.
He really doesn't need Carson on top of all of his problems, especially when he's not sure if he can trust his own brother to be on his side through this ordeal.
