"Come on, Kurt. We're going to be late" Finn shouted up the stairs and Kurt rolled his eyes.
"I'll be down in a minute Finn" Kurt shouted back, turning around and picking up his school bag and heading downstairs. He was starting to actually feel like himself again. It was almost as if the whole 'incident' (Kurt refused to think of it as the time he tried to kill himself) had given him a kick up the butt to just be himself, no matter what other people thought, and try and be more optimistic.
When Kurt got to the bottom of the stairs, he saw his dad standing there. He knew that his dad had rang the school first thing that morning to get something sorted out about the bullying, but he hadn't got round to asking his dad about what the school had said. However, by the expression on his dad's face, he could sense that it hadn't gone well, not that he had expected it to. He took a deep breath as he watched his dad turn to Finn and speak to him.
"Finn" Burt said "You go on ahead to school, I'll bring Kurt in later on. Keep your cell on"
Finn nodded, looking confused, but did as his stepdad told him and walked out of the door, closing it behind him. Both of the other men stared at the door after Finn, waiting until they heard the sound of the car starting up and driving off. Burt turned to face his son, a concerned look on his face.
"Son, let's go and sit down. This could take a while" Burt grumbled, leading the way into the living room, where he sat down in his armchair. Kurt followed behind, taking a seat on the sofa next to his dad.
"Kurt. I spoke to your principal. He said that no complaints had been made and that nobody had reported seeing anything, so they can't do anything about it. It's a load of crap if you ask me, but apparently the school board can't do anything." Kurt opened his mouth to tell his dad that he would just have to deal with it, but Burt started talking again. "I know that you think you can cope, but I can't have you at a school where you don't feel safe. What sort of father would I be if I let you go back to that place, knowing what goes on? We have a couple of options here, but none of them sound great to me."
"What do you mean 'we have a couple of options'? There isn't anything we can do!" Kurt mumbled, lifting his head up to look his dad in the eyes.
"There's always options. Right, so first, we have that you stay at McKinley and as soon as anything happens, we'll go straight to Principal Figgins. But quite frankly, I don't want you there at all if you're not safe. Another option is that we find another public school for you that's nearby. However you'll be in an even worse position there. You wont have your friends and there will most likely be even more ignorant, bullying idiots. The last option is the best... and the worst..." Burt trailed off, almost as if he didn't even want to tell Kurt.
"What is it dad?" Kurt asked, looking slightly worried and confused as to how something could be the best and the worst thing. He had literally no idea what another option could be.
"We could... put you in private school. There's one sort of close to here that has a zero-tolerance for bullying that is actually enforced. There's still some money left from when your grandmother died and that would pay for it, but it's whether you like the idea of it."
"That sounds great, but you said it was the worst option as well, and it doesn't sound bad at all." Kurt smiled, seeming excited at the prospect of a new, safe school.
"Are you sure that it sounds good? You're not just saying that are you?" Burt enquired, looking his son in the eyes so he could get an honest, truthful answer.
"Yeah, it sounds great! I mean, I'll miss of my friends and Glee Club a lot, but I can still see them during holidays and at weekends and after school. You know me, know me better than anybody on the planet. You know that I'm not happy at McKinley, even when you didn't know why, I could tell that you knew. And you're right, I'm not safe there. Everytime I hear a locker close, I jump and I can't go on like that" Kurt sighed, realising how much truth was in what he said. "But I still don't get why it's a bad thing. What aren't you telling me?"
"I don't know how to say this. I'm pretty sure it'll make you change you're whole opinion on this. The school is Dalton Academy."
"I just couldn't do it, Jeff. I was nearly there. But I couldn't" Blaine sighed, throwing himself onto his back and leaning back against the headboard.
"Look, Blaine. Don't worry. I'll help you come up with an amazing plan that Kurt can't turn away from" Jeff winked, feeling more relaxed when he saw Blaine smile at him.
"Thanks, Jeff. I really appreciate it. I think I might just tell The Warblers about everything. I hate that I've been an asshole these past couple of days and the least I can do explain why." Blaine sighed.
"You do whatever you want, Blaine. I can't tell you what you can and can't tell people. I think it would be a good idea, though. I think everyone, Nick especially, are pretty pissed off that you've just been moping around and snapping at them" Jeff laughed, nudging Blaine's shoulder.
"Oh God. Nobody hates me, do they?" Blaine asked, turning to look Jeff in the eyes, so that he could tell if he was lying or not with his answer.
"No, Blaine. Nobody hates you. Pretty pissy, but nobody hates you, I promise. I think even though they don't know exactly what's going on, they get that it must be something pretty bad if it's getting you down. You may not notice, but you're usually like a hyperactive puppy 24/7, even if something bad is happening" Jeff chuckled
"Ok, ok. I'll apologise to everyone. Sometime. But seriously, what shall I do about the whole Kurt thing. You said that you'd help me." Blaine sighed
"Look Blaine, I would love to stay here and discuss the awesome plan that I am forming, but it's nearly curfew, so I'll speak to you in the morning. Deal?"
"Deal" Blaine grinned, watching as Jeff made his way out of his room and waited until the door was closed before lying face down into his pillow and screaming with frustration. Since when did he become such a needy person? As Jeff said, he was usually one of those people that are annoyingly happy all the time, and now look at him. He was spending the majority of his time avoiding everyone and the one person he did actually talk to, he just complained about everything.
"Kurt, bud, calm down. I told you that you wouldn't like it! Burt sighed, watching his son pace backwards and forwards across the living room whilst mumbling to himself.
Kurt stopped pacing to face his dad "When you said that, I assumed it would be something like there's loads more work to do or something. Not this. I-I-I need to think about it. Do I have to go to school today?" Kurt asked, hoping he didn't. He really did need to think everything over and weigh up his options.
"Not if you're not up to it. I understand that it's a lot to take in. I have to go to the shop right now, but you'll be alright, won't you? Carole will be back in a few hours anyway. Text Finn and tell him that he needs to make his own way home." Burt looked at his son, checking for any signs that he was going to have a breakdown "Are you sure you're ok?"
"Y-Yeah. I'll be fine. Have fun at the shop" Kurt smiled weakly at his father, who patted his shoulder before leaving the house.
For the first hour or so that Kurt was alone, he just sat on the sofa, not moving, thinking about nothing. His mind was blank. Every time he thought about anything to do with the whole school situation, it was as if his mind was stopping him. Eventually, he gave up and lay back and turned on the tv, watching whatever daytime rubbish was on. He wasn't concentrating on it and ended up falling asleep and didn't resurface until he was gently shook awake by Carole.
"Hey, sweetie" Carole smiled, stroking Kurt's cheek with he thumb.
"H-Hi" Kurt yawned, stretching his arms above his head.
"How are you? Your dad rang me and said that he spoke to you"
Kurt sighed. "I'm... fine. I guess. I have no idea what I'm going to do. I mean, I want to go there. It's sounds great and it would be nice to not be worrying about whether I'm going to get shoved into a locker. But then... well, you know the negatives." Kurt closed his eyes and leaned back. He felt the seat next to him sink and felt an arm around his shoulders.
"If you want my opinion, I'd say go for it. I think it would be a great opportunity. I know that a certain person is going to be there, but it's a big school, it'll be easy to avoid him. I just want you to be safe, after that, we can sort everything else out." Carole hugged Kurt briefly before standing up. "Now, we've got another few hours before Finn and your dad get home, do you want to do some baking?"
Kurt opened his eyes and smiled. "Yeah. I'd really like that" He jumped up and made his way to the kitchen with his stepmom.
For the next few hours, the two of them baked and talked and laughed with each other, forgetting about anything that had happened in the past few days. Carole was so happy to see Kurt happy again; it had been so long since he had seemed genuinely content. At around 5 o'clock, Burt came home, closely followed by Finn, who had had Glee Club afterschool. The two of them were both shocked, but equally ecstatic to hear Kurt's laughter drifting from the kitchen. They both walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table, joining in with the conversation. They four of them ate dinner and then Carole and Finn went to watch the television while Kurt washed the dishes with Burt. The two of them washed in silence for a few minutes before Burt spoke.
"So, how's your day been?" Burt asked, just trying to break the tension that was apparent in the atmosphere.
"It's actually been great. I mean, I fell asleep after you left but then Carole came back and we've been baking and stuff. Oh, that reminds me, there's enough cakes and desserts to last us for about a month in the fridge, so feel free to eat as much as you like... within reason." Kurt laughed, passing his father another dish.
Burt smiled in shock at how much Kurt was back to himself. "Ok, bud. So, I hate to kill the mood, but have you been thinking about..." Burt trailed off, hoping that Kurt understood where he was going with this.
"Oh" Kurt exhaled "Yeah, I have been thinking about it"
"And?" Burt pressed, wanting to know what Kurt's decision was.
"I'll go. To Dalton"
A/N- Ok, so I decided to just update again. Two in one day. Achievement. (For me, anyway) I love reviews, so feel free to give one. ALSO, I need your opinions if you're reading this: So, Kurt is going to Dalton, since Blaine doesn't have a roommate, shall Kurt be his or would that just be stupid? Please let me know, because the sooner I know what you guys think, the sooner I can get the next chapter written. :) If you're reading this, thankyouthankyou. I know I'm not like great, but.. just thanks.