Whoops. Forgot to mention that I do not own Glee by any means in the previous chapters.
I hope you guys are liking my story so far! :D
Pride and Prejudice
First Grade Part 2
Dave has been one of Santana's boyfriends for a few days now. She dragged him everywhere, from the oval to the playground to the out of bounds areas where they both got yelled at by various cranky teachers. It was annoying the heck outta him, but he didn't say anything in fear of getting his butt kicked by this girl.
One day, Santana started complaining to him about the fact that they hadn't kissed yet.
'You're my boyfwiend!" She screeched. "We're sposed to kiss all the time!"
She stomped over to a wooden ledge, which bordered a pretty little garden.
"Sit," she commanded. Dave considered making a break for it, but knew that would most likely end badly. He timidly walked over to the ledge and sat next to her, his eyes on his runner-clad feet.
"Pucker up!"
Dave winced in pain when his girlfriend slapped her hands onto either side of his face and grasped it with her sharp, nail polished fingers, and lurched forward at his face. Their lips were about to crash together when –
"Hey!" a voice called.
Both Dave and Santana looked to their right to see a chubby, African-American boy glaring at them, his hands on his hips angrily.
"Go 'way man! Santana's my girwfwiend!" he shouted at Dave.
Dave's opened his mouth to say something but words failed him.
Santana got up and stood in front of him.
"Azimio! You –"
"What? Santana, I thought you were my girwfwiend," said a quiet voice behind the pair.
A tall boy with long, dirty blonde hair stood a few metres away from them, behind the garden. He walked around it, towards the others with quite the sceptical expression on his face.
"Who da heck are you?" the first boy, whose name was apparently Azimio asked.
"I'm Finn," the other kid answered.
Meanwhile, a very grumpy little Kurtie roamed the school, looking for Dave. Frankly, Kurt had a bone to pick with him. Why hasn't he seen him lately? Was he avoiding him?
Kurt jumped on a nearby rock so he could see better, he put a hand above his eyes to keep the sun out of them as he surveyed the area, and saw what looked like Davie and Santana through the small patch of little trees. There were others there but he couldn't see them properly. He didn't recognise the bits of them he saw anyway.
"Aha!" he exclaimed to no one in particular, "there you are!"
Kurtie was proud of himself for finding Dave and marched over to the scene, grinning.
By the time he got there, he placed his hands delicately over his mouth in shock the way a Disney princess would when she saw her loyal animal companions in trouble.
Three boys were having what appeared to be a huge argument. Azimio was holding Davie up to his face by the scruff menacingly whilst trying to keep a clearly agitated Finn at bay by saying mean things to him. Then there was Santana, who went back to sitting on the ledge, and appeared to be examining her fingernails.
"Santana is my girwfwiend! She can only kiss me!" yelled Azimio, looking as tough as a six year old possibly could.
"But she said she liked me. I'm her weal boyfwiend!" insisted Finn, with a shaky voice.
Kurt watched the scene in front of him, not knowing what to do. From the corner of his eye, he spotted an obnoxious looking kid sporting a Mohawk and an attitude to be reckoned with saunter over to Santana without a care in the world. He bent down and whispered something in her ear. She got up and walked away with him, smiling. She started skipping as they both disappeared around the corner.
Finn appeared to have given up and ran away.
Azimio looked down at Davie, who he still had a firm grip on, to see the poor boy was crying.
Kurt felt a very strong urge to jump in and help Davie, even if he didn't really know if they were friends or not.
Azimio laughed. "Haha, you're such a cwy baby!"
"Hey!" Kurt barked.
Azimio looked up to see a little boy wearing a pink, woolly jumper with a hood attached to it. Said hood had floppy bunny ears on it, making Azimio cackle. Kurt payed no attention, only walked over to Davie's tormenter with a scowl.
"He is not a cwy baby! You weave him alone!" Kurt ordered, and stomped on Azimio's foot.
"Ouch!" he howled in pain, and grabbed his foot and started to bounce, letting poor Davie go in the process.
Kurt and Dave ran away, and were nearly out of Azimio's view when they heard him shout a word at them. Neither of them knew what it meant, but both knew that it was a mean word.
"FAGS!"
Kurt had a glum expression on his face when he got in his Daddies car at pick up time that afternoon.
"Hey, champ! How was school?" Burt asked. His warm smile got considerably smaller when he saw his son's face. He put his hand on Kurt's shoulder and asked him what was wrong.
Kurt said nothing for a moment, then asked;
"Daddy, what does 'fag' mean? Am I a fag Daddy?" He looked up at his hero with tear rimmed eyes.
Burt turned to look at Kurt, all dressed in his pink, bunny jumper, he was the most precious thing in Burt Hummel's life. He loved his son with all his heart, whether he wants action figures for his birthday or a Polly Pocket dream house. Whether he likes girls or boys or monkeys, Burt will always love his son.
He pulled Kurt, who was now sobbing, into a warm and loving hug.
"No, buddy. Of course not. You're my little hero, and Mommy and I both love you very much," he said in a soft, soothing voice. "And I don't want to hear you say that word again, okay?"
"Okay Daddy, I wove you too," Kurt replied and sniffed.
"That's my boy," smiled Burt. "Now whadya say we go have some icecream?"
"Yaaaayy!" Kurt cheered.
Couldn't resist putting in some Burt and Kurt love in there. ^^
Next chapter is an interesting one! ;)
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