He hates to admit this, but Sebastian was right. Blaine truly did sing like a dream. Instead of being seen Kurt decided to blend with the crowd Blaine has brought with him. He watched as the famous Warblers performed for their fellow school mates. Basking in the applause and praise.
"Thank you for supporting us." Blaine said taking a bow, his tail wagging behind him vigorously.
It was like the crowd was in a trance. Kurt's not surprised, Blaine was the most beautiful hybrid Kurt has ever seen. The students didn't seem to have a problem with him either.
Maybe it's because they're used to him more than they are with me.
The crowd was starting to disperse when Sebastian called for their attention.
"Now hold on, as a friend and roommate I would like to introduce someone to everyone."
No.
Kurt knew who he meant. Kurt is the only new student that was enrolled this month. Kurt is also the only roommate Sebastian has.
"Kurt, would you please come up?"
No. Please, stop. Kurt thought to himself as he tried to mold in the crowd once more.
But could he say that out loud? No. He was too tongued-tied to speak.
"Don't be shy, come on up."
"Sebastian." Nick warned.
"It's fine."
But from the smirk on Sebastian's no good face, Kurt knew it wasn't fine. Kurt was brave, but ever since the incident he's developed problems he's never had before.
Excessive attention is one of them.
He now despises being the star of an event. He despises the way people stare at him. It used to give him confidence. Now it makes him want to shrink down to the size of a pea.
Even though he may hate the attention, he hates Sebastian more. He wasn't going to satisfy the boy by running away. He was going to stand up for himself. Head and cat tail held high.
He was going to win.
He pushed past the crowd and came face to face with Sebastian.
"You called?"
"Everyone this is our dear transfer Kurt Hummel. Or shall I say my new pet."
Kurt growled and crossed his arms.
"Did you not hear what I said earlier or does your brain not process all that well?" Kurt asked jutting out his hip.
"Ooh Kitty's bringing out the claws. Why don't you perform for us? I heard you used to be in your school's glee club. Why not sing for us?"
"Sebastian enough." Blaine muttered.
Kurt thought he could do it. He already had a song in mind. He felt confident, but when he turned around to face the large group of students he was anything but.
Memories flashed in his mind. The same sick feeling he had then formed in the pit of his stomach. It was like he was there again.
"You're nothing."
"You're just worthless."
He felt closed in. He wasn't in the choir room anymore. He was surrounded by jocks in McKinley High's locker room. Two burly teenage boys grabbed him by the arms and slammed him against the locker. It took his breathe away, feeling a pang in his shoulder from the metal lock.
"Don't worry, once we kill you no one will have to see your faggot freak face ever again."
"Your daddy won't even miss you. We'll be doing him a favor."
"Kurt! Kurt, are you okay?"
He couldn't breathe. He felt himself hit the ground as the jocks let him go. Or so he thought. Suddenly he was back in the choir room. Worrying looks being sent his way, but most are mocking. He could hear the snickers at the front of the room where the crowd of students stood. The Warblers crowding around with concerned eyes.
"I gotta go." Kurt whispered.
He stood and ran through the crowd. Tears falling from his eyes.
Congratulations Sebastian. You won.
