I woke up bright and early at 6 am to the sound of my phone buzzing in my ear. "Who the hell?" I ask groggily as I look at the screen: BRITTANY

"Hi Brittany. May I ask why you are calling this early?"

"Kurtsie, it's your first day back at school. I'm calling to let you know I'll be there in fifteen minutes with coffee and an apple to drive you to school. I just found out that we're in the same Geometry class. I can't wait!" She hung up before I could a word in edgewise. I had to hurry, my facial routine took thirty minutes usually, and I only had twelve left until Brit was here.

I managed to cut the routine down to 8 minutes, leaving me four to get in my clothes and downstairs for some toast, I had to get my carbs in or Dr. Cohen-Chang would cut down my exercise time.

I was finishing up the toast as I heard the horn of the now family convertible blare. Bye Dad I yelled as I heard his bedroom door open. I grabbed my bag that was lying by the front door and went out to meet Brittany. That was the first time I came face to face with who had to be Santana.

The pretty Latina girl gave me a look of death as she got out of the car to let me in the backseat. "Brit-Brit, who is this ladyfaced nobody you're driving around?"

"Oh San, don't be mean, this is Kurtsie. Isn't he cute? He's one of my friends, I told him I'd be nice to him at school, he needs people to be nice to him."

I could see Santana's eye roll from the backseat it was that prominent, but she quietly huffed out "ok" as Brittany drove to school. Brittany got a parking spot close to the building, one of the perks of being a cheerleader. When we got out she gave me a hug, not caring that the jocks were calling out to her or that Santana was waiting with an extended hand for her. "Kurtsie, I'm gonna miss you til fifth period. If you get in any trouble text me."

I only nodded, not trusting my voice. I hoped that being seen with Brittany would make the jocks leave me alone, no such luck. By third period History I had been slammed into four lockers, had my bag emptied, been slushied, and thrown into the dumpster. It was turning out to be a great year.

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I was thankful for Geometry, when I entered I saw that Brittany was in the middle of the classroom, a seat to her left held her bag, but when she saw me she moved it and motioned for me to sit down. "Hi Kurtsie, I like your new outfit. Why'd you change though? The other one was nice too?"

I honestly didn't want to worry the innocent girl, so I mumbled something about the hues of the school clashing with my other shirt and she seemed to buy it. As the classroom filled around me I took in the other students. Two girls were gabbing in front of us, a bigger African-American girl with the best hair I had ever seen and a tiny Asian girl with blue streaks mixed in to her black hair. I was intrigued, I had to talk to them. I crouched down in between them and whispered, "Hey, I'm Kurt. I couldn't help but notice your awesome fashion sense and fantastic hair. Care to eat lunch together later?" The girls looked at each other, than back to me, "Sure" they said at the same time. Then our teacher walked in, so we had to stop talking, but for once, I felt like school might be ok.