So I got this review. Well, I've gotten a lot of reviews. But the most recent included the question of 'what the hell is up with Puck?'. And well, that little question just formed into a perfecct scene in my head, and that's what made me pick back up on this story again after all this time. So thanks a million! :D (By the way, no, the answer is not in this chapter, but the next -sort of-. You will find out in due time, though. It's coming.)

Even though the early meeting was about a field trip to Florida at the end of the semester, Kurt still wanted to cry when he walked out of the classroom, headed to first period.

'Can't believe I was so stupid. What the hell was I thinking? I actually thought that Finn, Finn Hudson, who is one of the most popular guys in the school, not to mention the hottest, and who, oh yeah, is straight and only dates cheerleaders, would like me. Yeah. How'd that one work out?'

'There was me. I was senseless. I was trapped in a hopeful and vicious heart-shaped storm. There was you. You were beautiful. And I thought for a second that my dreams could become something more.

Then there was her. She was infamous. But still you chose her over me.

Cause you think we were never meant to be, and you don't know that I love you, secretly. Cause you refuse to see what's best for you, and I will never figure out just what to do.'

Honestly, he had no idea of anything that happened in his first class. Lessons were so... Useless compared to this. This pain that made lyrics. It was so much more valuable than any boring grammar class. This was real. He was going to use these someday. ... Probably.

A long letter that he was never going to give to Finn filled up most of his second class. It was one part ranting, two parts grieving, one one part confession of undying love. Yes, it was melodramatic and emotional and something fit for a monologue on a stage somewhere. But it helped him feel better and nobody was ever going to see it, so it didn't really matter what it sounded like.

When he was done with it, he folded it in two and, just for the sick satisfaction of pretending he was brave enough to actually give it to the other boy, he neatly printed Finn's name across the front.

The bell caught him off-guard, so he didn't have time to put it in his notebook before he walked out.

He put the letter on a shelf in his locker so he could pick up the adorable black and red panda bear. It was the first thing to make him smile all day, and he kinda needed it. Even if this person wasn't perfect, even if they were too scared to tell him they liked him, at least he knew they wouldn't turn on him like Finn. They wouldn't be making out with some girl and still leading him on. Cause whoever this was, they cared about him. And Finn sure as hell didn't.

He held the little bear to his chest and brought it with him to glee. He was convinced that this, having to see Finn for almost an hour, was not something he could do alone. Especially if he was all over Rachel the whole time. If he was, Kurt would just walk out. He didn't know where he'd go. Probably just go sit in his car or something, tell Mr. Schue he was going to talk to Miss Pillsbury.

But he wasn't. He and Rachel didn't even talk the whole time. Finn didn't even so much as look at Rachel. That should have been encouraging, but it only served to create more frustration. Why? Why wouldn't they act like they're together, if they are together? And this morning, they looked very together.

It wasn't that either of them were shy. He'd seen both of them with different people at school before, so why would this be any different?

It just didn't make sense.

And then, at the end of rehearsal, while they were waiting for the bell to ring, Finn even came and asked him if he was okay.

Kurt let out a long sigh at the other boy's question, seriously wondering how he should answer it, before replying, in a gentle, almost cheerful voice, "No, I'm not Finn. I'm not fine, and I'm not okay, and I probably won't be for a very long time. Thanks." He smiled in a sickeningly sweet manner.

He calmly walked out, leaving Finn with this awful sinking feeling in his chest.

That's when Finn knew there was only one thing left to do.

This chapter is obnoxiously short, so ya get another one for free. :) -...I just thought that those last two lines were a good chapter-ender. Teehee.-