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We begin...
Kurt was pissed, he really hated how his father treated him. He was treated like some porcelain doll that would break or shatter at the sight of small inconveniences. He sometimes kind of hated his Dad for it, always babying him. He wanted to pull his perfectly styled hair out.
"Elizabeth, I just don't know. May be it would be better if you home schooled him, the kids here look dangerous." Burt said cautiously as he watched some kid with a Mohawk Jock rob a small frizzy haired student of his lunch money.
"He can handle himself, Kurt is tougher than he looks. Right Sweet Pea?" Elizabeth asked from beside Burt. They were inside Burt's car, Burt drove and Elizabeth sat at the passenger's side beside him.
"Dad if you won't send me back and this hell hole is my only option the I can handle it. I can handle these poor unfortunate losers just fine on my own." Kurt assured his Dad.
"I don't think you are ready" Burt said, as he turned the key of the ignition. He changed the gear from park to reverse. "We should go home, you can't handle this"
"Why must you always treat me like some little kid?" Kurt snapped. Burt put the gear in park and turned back to his son, he could see the little boy who would run to him and give him pieces of candy. The little boy who let Burt carry him like a purse and take him any and everywhere. The one who cried if he didn't get to pick out what he wore. The one who cried out for Burt if the elder didn't tuck him in.
"Kurt I just want you safe" Burt whispered.
"Then take me back to Dalton" Kurt replied, Burt could but he just couldn't stand by and let some animal put Kurt in a box. The bastard made Kurt think he needed the son-of-a-bitch. Kurt only needed his parents, he (Burt) was after all Kurt's protector and provider.
"Do you need me to walk you inside?" Burt asked, with a roll of his eyes Kurt stepped out of the vehicle and slammed the door. He walked towards the entrance of the school where a group of jocks stood afar off near the dumpster. They leaned against it casually.
Burt sat watching to make sure Kurt was safe, his heart beating in his chest. He turned to Elizabeth who equally shared his worried expression and started the engine.
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Kurt could not believe that he was no longer in Dalton, he missed his friends. He missed Sebastian the most, usually they were always together.
Kurt was shocked when he was pushed and slammed into the row of lockers by some fat headed jock.
He had been here two minutes and he already hated this school. He was not going to prove his dad right by calling him to come get him. With slight difficulty he found the principal's office.
The secretary was an over weight woman with brown shoulder length hair and a southern accent. She gave him his schedule, his locker details and all the necessary information.
Finding the class took a bit more effort because the small map of the school did nothing but confuse him. He Knocked before he stepped into the classroom.
The teacher had her back turned to the class as she wrote on the boar, she turned to look at him. "Class we have a new student today." the teacher announced.
"Her name is Kurt Hummel" The teacher said, it made Kurt flinch.
"I am male Ma'am" Kurt replied.
"You can Identify however you want but you are a girl Kurt, you are just going through a phase now. See the guidance counselor before you leave." The teacher turned back to the board, Kurt sighed and scanned for free seats.
He spotted on beside a jock with curly black hair, Kurt took the seat. He hated this school, people were whispering and turning to look at him like a side show attraction.
His eyes stayed focused on the board, not only was the school crap the school was behinds Dalton by light years. He had learn this topic last year in a lower grade.
He took out his notebook and pen.
A piece of paper landed on his desk which made his turn to look at his peers. None looked even remotely guilty of tossing the note. They were now all focused on the teacher.
He opened the note.
'Do you munch Carpet or do you like dick? I have never been with a lesbian before.' Kurt had never been so horrified before. He squeezed the note up and threw it on the ground.
"Kurt I know you are a new student, But I expect you to know that passing notes in class is illegal" The teacher walked down his aisle to pick up the note.
She read it then gave a glance around the class. Probably searching out the guilty person who had tossed the note. "Ricky! This note is unacceptable for one Kurt is a girl and she likes boys so there is no need to use deregulatory terms on her."
"It wasn't me who wrote it" a redhead with a hockey shirt exclaimed. The teacher narrowed her eyes on him. "Besides, she looks like a carpet muncher. I just wanted to know if she would like to suck my dick after school"
"One day detention for passing notes in my Class!" The teacher walked back to the board.
Kurt felt pissed, one day detention for the bastard embarrassing Kurt and calling him a carpet muncher. The least she could have done was a week suspension, Dalton would have given him a month suspension.
How dare the bastard suggest Kurt suck his dick, he hated this stupid school!
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Lunch time was different in this craptastic school than in Dalton, the food here unlike Dalton was inedible. The seating arrangement left a lot to be desired and Kurt was unsure where to sit.
He held his lunch tray of garbage in his hands as he scanned the lunch for a place to sit.
"Hi" a small Burnett with a wide smile dressed like a 90 year old woman said. Kurt gave her a once over and chose to ignore her. It was almost as if she had no fashion sense whatsoever.
"No thank you" Kurt said harshly as he moved towards q table at the back.
"No wait, I want to be friends" she announced.
"I guessed as much but honey you look like a 90 year old lady. I feel our friendship will be inappropriate" Kurt finished with a bitchy tone.
"You were a warbler right?" She asked trying once more. It made Kurt pause, he turned to her with a raised brow at her. "We have a show choir called the New Directions"
"That is all fascinating but what does that have to do with me?" Kurt asked.
"I want you to join us" She finalized. "With your voice we can win Nationals"
"Thank you for the invitation but I want nothing to do with you. If you are dressed this…. I can just imagine the rest of your friends." Kurt turned around heading back to the table he had spotted where the Frizzy haired boy from this morning was seated.
Kurt sat down and with a glare he sent the other boy flying. Kurt hated this stupid school, he hated it more when the red head from this morning sat across him. A smirk on his face as he wiggled his brow in what Kurt was sure the boy felt was seductive.
"I bet your mouth isn't just for yapping baby, just be a good girl and suck my dick-" Rick was still speaking when Kurt abruptly stood up. He left his lunch behind and Walked away.
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When Kurt got home he was exhausted, the school was full of partly retarded morons. All have hyped on sugar.
Kurt sighed as he walked down the stairs that lead to his room. With a sigh he laid on his bed and searched for his phone.
He called Sebastian multiple times but the phone just rang out. Kurt felt frustrated, he wondered if Sebby was mad at him.
He tried Sebby one last time this time an unknown person answered the call.
"Hello?" The voice said.
"Who is this? Where the hell is Sebastian?" Kurt snapped.
"You are his girlfriend right? Well I just sucked his dick and let him fuck me multiple times." Kurt could hear the smirk through the voice.
"What the fuck? Who told you to pick up my calls you fucking cunt" Kurt heard Sebastian's voice then the line went dead.
Kurt was not sure what to do, his phone rang and against his better judgement he picked up Sebastian's call.
"What is going on? I am away for a week and you are-" Kurt snapped.
"Baby I have needs and you are not here anymore. I have take care of them, I am just keeping a few friends. Is that okay babe?" Sebastian asked. Usually Kurt would pretends and say it was fine but today he felt so exhausted so without a word he cut the line and turned off his phone because it was not fine. Nothing was fine and it was all his dad's fault.
Kurt heard a knock, the door creaked open loudly.
"How was your first day at school Bud" Burt asked as he stood at the door frame of Kurt's basement room.
"Sometimes I really hate you Dad, you destroyed my life. I will never forgive you for what you did to me." Kurt snapped.
Burt felt like a hand was squeezing his heart, for a moment he couldn't breathe, he couldn't reply he just took steps away and shut Kurt's door.
Burt needed Elizabeth home to talk to, he had to wait till she came back from the store.
He wondered why Kurt could not see that he was trying to protect him. This was the only way, Burt didn't like it but- he heard the phone ring.
Burt lifted the phone receiver to his ear, "Hey Baby, this is Ricky" Burt rose a brow. "So are you going to take me up on my offer to suck my dick?"
"Where is your fucking house kid?! How about I bring my shot gun and fill you full of lead?" Burt snapped. The line immediately went dead.
Kurt was no doubt playing on his intelligence to get him to transfer him back to Dalton. He was not going to fall for that, he shook his head.
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Blaine, Puck and Finn all stood at Puck's locker joking around.
"Seriously Anderson don't tell me you have another crush again" Puck rolled his eyes at the love struck look in his friend's eyes.
"The new guy" Blaine sighed. He sat next to me in Social studies yesterday.
"Dude, it's a chick." Puck corrected.
"I have eyes Puck, I can see he is a guy" Blaine rolled his honey colored eyes.
"Because I am sure you barely listened and probably spent the time having a faggy wedding in your head instead of listening." Puck began "I as your bro, hereby give you the heads up that it's a chick"
"You are so full of shit Puck" Blaine snapped before walking away, this would be the last time Puck mind fucked him. Puck had a habit of mind fucking Blaine to make him look like a complete idiot.
He spotted the new guy at his locker, Blaine could not help staring at that ass. There was no way that was a girl with the broad shoulders and slight muscles.
He moved towards the guy, his legs felt shaky. How could that be a girl? It was not even possible.
"My hi Blaine name is" Blaine said nervously as he stood before the new student. The guy turned to look at Blaine with his big Blue eyes that made him want to kneel and worship the ground he walked on.
"Okay….? Thanks for the heads up." Kurt replied coldly, making Blaine sigh. He sucked at this conversation stuff and he was 40% sure any sentence spoken from his lips would be garbage.
"What's your name?" Blaine asked. Kurt felt a bit of pity of the cute guy standing before him sweating profoundly and stammering out words. It was obvious the guy found Kurt attractive but had zero game.
"Kurt Hummel" said toning down his bitchiness because the guy was cute.
"So how are you finding the school" Blaine asked, Kurt stared at the black hair gelled back and the honey colluded eyes. The small red that filled his cheeks and the nervous tone in his voice.
"I like it well enough but I have not made any friends yet" Kurt decided that Blaine was a compatible friend. "Would you like to be my friend Blaine?" Kurt chuckled as those big honey coloured eyes looked confused. They stared at Kurt blankly.
"I-" Blaine stuttered out words that Kurt could not understand. He liked watching Blaine turn to the shade of a tomato.
"I need a very close friend Blaine would you like to be my very very good frien-" Kurt was speaking when he was cut off rudely.
"Oy, new kid stop teasing Blaine" Puck interrupted them. His face had a disinterested look as he stared Kurt down. "We both know he a stupid loser but there is no reason to tease him, I mean the kid can hardly form a sentence"
"Who might you be?" Kurt chuckled. Staring at the letterman jacket with a smirk. "Guardian of the galaxy? A knight perhaps, here to defend the princesses honor?"
"Heh, I guess jokes are not your strong point, comedy should never be forced. I guess your mouth must be good for something else..?" Puck replied with an eye roll, Kurt's lips thinned and he flashed an empty smile soon after.
"Let me guess, you are his wing man and mouth, here to fight his battles?" Kurt asked as he turned back to his locker in disinterest. "Well I was just kidding, no need to beat me up and prove that you are just a meat head. Though the dead squirrel on your head makes it quite obvious that you have no sense of reason"
"Even meatheads DON'T beat up GIRLS" Puck said simply, it made Kurt glare at the idiot before him. "DON'T worry I still have use for you. I bet your pussy is tight and I volunteer to take one for the team and help you gain that release and sufficiently fuck the bitch out of you"
"Puck what the hell are you doing?" Blaine intervened. "I am sorry, he usually is not like-"
"As if I would ride you diseased cock. No doubt only good enough for tramps, when you see a body as perfect as mine you keep walking and shut up" Kurt smirked.
"Yet this diseased cock has made you wet, as soon as I put a finger down there I bet it's an ocean. Too bad you are not my type, I can fuck your cunt but then you will catch feelings and no one wants an ugly bitch getting in their way" Puck watched Kurt's face fall. Blaine sent Puck pleading eyes for the idiot to shut up.
"Fuck you." Kurt shut his locker as he snapped at Puck, he turned to Blaine "and fuck you too, I thought you were different " and with that said Kurt walked away. Kurt decided he hated Blaine's friend and by affiliation he hated Blaine too.
Blaine watched Kurt leave before turning to glare at Puck. He was mad, how and why would Puck ruin his chances that way.
"Why would you do that?" Blaine snapped.
"People like Kurt DON'T date guys like you" Puck replied. "It's obvious he likes bad boys, not guys so gay"
"How would you know that?" Blaine asked. " and gay is not a term for sensitive guys!"
"Have I ever been wrong?" Puck asked, Blaine sighed. " oh? Because straight men cry like a baby after watching musicals"
"it's like I am fucking talking to a wall! Why are we even friends?" Blaine snapped before walking away. Puck sighed, he had not meant to upset blaine, but Puck knew how things would go. It would end with a broken Blaine crying on him, Puck would be at a loss because he would not know how to comfort someone.
"Oh, upset your girlfriend already?" The comment made Puck turn to look at the piece of shit who said it. Azimo stood there smirking "that's what you get for being friends with a faggot"
"Fuck off" with that Puck left to his next class, he had to be the fucking bad guy.
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Kurt was pissed, he had not done anything wrong but some guy felt justified insulting him. He sat at an empty seat in class.
He ignored the kid from that sat beside him, he wanted to go back to Dalton so bad. He was sick and tired of these ignorant people talking to him like a girl and making suggestions that he would EVER have sexual relations with any of them.
It was almost as if the students were full of aphrodisiacs because Kurt could not comprehend how people made suggestions to people they did not even know!
