8th grade- Kurt POV

Its 2 days before Prom. Me and Dave are tuxedo shopping and he's getting mad at me because i won't pick something out.

"Dude just get a regular black tuxedo!" he says.

"But thats so boring"

He sighs and gets up, looking for a tux. He picks one up "Here its black, its your size. Trust me, you'll find a way to make it you" he says, shoving it into my arms.

I guess he has a point. I pay for the tux and me and Dave walk home.

"I'm so hyped about Prom, Santana is gonna look so hot in that dress"

"Can't wait to see Brittany" I say to him.

We knuckle each other "We are gonna have the two hottest girls in the school" he says.

I laugh "Yeah"

The next day, i'm at my locker and Dave comes behind me "CHICKEN!"

I jump and glare at him "You have problems"

He cracks up, sliding down the lockers "You are such a chicken dude. You crack me up"

I close my locker "Its not funny!" I say to him, walking away.

He gets up and runs to catch up to me "yo we have a free period, wanna chill?"

"You have your handball?" I ask, smiling.

He laughs "Oh shit yes, its in my pocket come on!"

This year, me and Dave made up this game. Every free period, instead of going to the library or something, we go to the hallways, and play handball. We throw it against the lockers and try to catch it. Its fun.

He throws it. It bounces against the lockers and I get it.

"So whats up?" he asks, as i throw it.

"Nothing you?"

He catches the ball "Nothing, can you believe dude. We've been friends since 1st grade"

"I know, i hope we can stay friends in high school"

"Why wouldn't we?" he says, as he catches the ball and throws it again.

I don't say anything. I want to tell Dave that i am dealing with my sexuality. I want to tell him so badly but what if it freaks him out. But he is my best friend. I sigh and catch the ball, but i don't throw it.

"Whats wrong?" he asks when he sees i'm looking down.

"I need to tell you something"

"uh you okay dude? you look like your gonna faint"

I sit down and he sits next to me.

"The reason i don't if we're gonna be friends in high school because…" I stop there. "Because.."

"Because your gay?" he asks.

I look at him and he smiles "Dude i known for like ever. Its not big deal, it doesn't freak me out or anything"

"Really?"

He nods and shrugs "Yeah, why would i be? You got a thing for me, that why you didn't want to tell me?"

i shake my head fast "No no, i don't"

He laughs "I'm just playin with you. Besides i'd be flattered"

I blush "Thanks Dave, but i've never ever told anyone"

"Wait, not even your dad?" he asks me.

I shake my head "Just me and you"

"Wow, i'm like totally honored"

He gets up and holds his hand out "Come on, lets finish our game"

I take his hand and he hold tightly, giving me a smile. A smile that means he'll always be there for me.