Hello guys.
I'm so sorry for the wait. But between school and lack of inspiration, this chapter was hard to write. But don't worry, even if I take time, I don't forget this story. In fact, I have the big ideas. I just have to find time and the little ideas to write a chapter.
I decided to publish this story in my mother tongue. I'll start to publish in French tomorrow. So for those who are interested, you'll be able to read the chapters in French ^^
Once again, sorry for my mistakes. Especially with tenses. I hate tenses because I never know what tense I have to put.
Seven years later
A small adolescent stood in front of a school, McKinley High, where a lot of students were talking in small groups. The glasz eyes watched these groups with disinterest. Well most of groups. There was a group that he watched with wary. This group was the jocks. All of them were wearing their jacket and were talking and laughing beside the dumpster. For some people this picture was innocent. Just a group of friends pleased to meet again after holidays. But for Kurt, it wasn't the case.
The fifteen-years boy sighed and ran his fingers through his chestnut hair to coif them. But he didn't have to worry about it since his hair was perfect. Like everyday.
It was the first day of school. Kurt was a sophomore now. But if he could do that, he wouldn't come back at school. Gone was the little kid who was exciting to go to school. He had grown up. Well, he loved studying and being with his little group of friends. It was the school that he didn't like. The school and ignorance of its students.
The bullying he had suffered from middle school was still there. But now, bullies were crueler with their words and started using violence like body slam in lockers. In spite of the holidays, Kurt remembered the pain and the hurt. He really didn't want to feel it again but he knew it won't be the case.
Fortunately, he had his friends. Artie and Mercedes, a girl he had met last year. And he had his family, and especially his brother. But the latter didn't know about what happened at school. Kurt didn't want them to know. Though he knew his family won't hesitate to go to school in order to change this situation. But he also knew they will be hurt, and he didn't want it.
He was put off his thoughts when he heard a voice yelling his name. He turned around to see one of his best friends coming towards him. It was Mercedes.
"Hi, Mercedes," he said smiling.
He was happy to see her again. He missed her during the summer. The girl stopped before him and took him in her arms.
"I'm so happy to see you again, White boy. I missed you. Even with our calls and Skype conversations."
Kurt hugged her back for a moment then parted away.
"I know. I missed you too."
"Is it a new skinny jeans ? Kurt, why didn't you wait for me ? We usually go together at mall."
The pale boy smiled. He wore dark tight jeans with a blue jacket. The jacket hid a black sweater.
"Sorry. My mom took me at the mall. She thought I was depressed because either Artie or you was at Lima. And I couldn't resist. Especially when my mom urged me to buy these jeans."
"Alright, White boy. I understand. You look so handsome in these tight jeans."
Once again, Kurt was grinning. Mercedes and he had a passion in common. Fashion. He loved shopping with his girl and talking about that. One thing his other friend, Artie, didn't appreciate. Everytimes they gushed about a clothe or an accessory, the boy rolled his eyes.
Speaking about the boy, the latter came towards them, smiling.
"Hey, guys."
Two heads turned to see him.
"Hi, Artie," the two said at the same time, making Artie laugh.
"How are you doing, Artie ?" Kurt then asked.
"I'm good. I will miss Florida but going back at home was so good."
Artie started to talk about his holidays and Mercedes and Kurt listened to him carefully. The stories that the boy told were so interesting and great.
Finally, they had to go to classes.
Hours quickly went by. School for today was over and Artie's father drove Kurt at home. The small adolescent thanked him and waved bye to Artie before taking his schoolbag and getting out of the car. Knowing his parents went at work, he got in the house without speaking. He walked toward the basement without looking in the other rooms in order to put his bag and to take off his shoes and his jacket.
"So now you don't say 'hi' ?" a familiar voice asked.
Kurt jumped and turned around to see his brother. The man hadn't changed since seven years. He might just gain a little more muscle.
The relationship between the two brothers hadn't changed. Indeed, even if Finn went at college, he still went to visit his family the weekends and the holidays. At first, it had been hard for Kurt because of his age. In the hard moments, Kurt had wanted his brother but he had learnt to call him and to speak though the phone. It wasn't the same thing because the phone didn't offer hugs like Finn. But after some weeks he had dealt with that. And he had always had his hugs. He just had to wait for the weekends or the holidays.
When Finn's studies were over, the man had decided to stay to Columbus to start his career as music teacher. And he was a great teacher. Kids loved him. And Kurt wasn't surprised because he remembered the days where Finn had taught him how to play drums.
He jumped when he felt Finn's arms around him, pushing him against the taller man's chest. He sighed and returned the hug. Even though he was fifteen, he still loved his brother's hugs because he felt safe in his arms.
"Finn ? What do you do here ? I thought you were back at Columbus," Kurt asked.
They parted but Finn kept his hands on his brother's shoulders.
"The school doesn't have enough money to keep me. So I quit and I came at Lima. I already postulated for a job at the middle school. Mom and Dad already know."
"Does it mean you live with us again ?"
"No. I rent a flat near the middle school."
Kurt was a little bit disappointed by these news. He would love to have his brother living with his parents and he. But, at least, his brother was in town and he could see him and visit him almost every day. So he smiled to show his brother that he was happy about that. Finn smiled back and put an arm around him.
"So how school was today ?" Finn asked.
While he lead them toward the kitchen, Kurt told him his day and how he had been happy to see his friends again. Finn smiled as he listened to his brother, happy to hear about his friends. At first, he had been sad to hear that Kurt has just two friends. But Kurt had reassured him by telling him that he may have two friends but he trusted them. So now he just was happy his little brother had very close friends.
Finn stayed for dinner, making his family happy. While they ate, they were laughing, smiling and joking. Kurt felt like he was back in the past, before Finn had to leave for college. And he really liked this feeling. After eating, Kurt and Finn offered to do the dishes. The two brothers decided that while Finn washed, Kurt was going to clean up them with the rag. And as they worked, they talked.
Then Finn started a conversation that Kurt didn't expect.
"So did you join the Glee Club ?"
"No," Kurt answered.
Finn stopped washing and turned around to watch his brother. He seemed surprised by this reply.
"Why not ? I know you love singing. You take advantage of every situation to sing."
"Believe me, Finn, we tried. Artie, Mercedes and I wanted to join last year but there isn't a Glee Club anymore."
Finn was horrified by these news.
"Why ?" he asked.
Kurt raised his blue eyes to look at his big brother. He seemed to be sad to tell the news.
"We went to see Mr. Shuester because I remembered it was this teacher who directed the choir. But when we told him about wanting to join, he told us he stopped the Glee Club. He didn't give us any reason but we could see he was sad about this decision. So we gave up the idea to join. But we still sing together whenever we can."
Kurt stopped talking and focused on his task. Still surprised and chocked by the news, Finn watched him for a moment. Then, whereas he started to do the dishes again, he thought about what his brother just said.
Maybe he could do something to change that.
The next day Finn decided to go to McKinley. He was hoping he could talk with Mr. Shuester. Of course, nobody in his family knew he was there. He came during classes in order to cross nobody in the hallways, hoping his past teacher wasn't in class. So remembering where his office was, he walked in the quiet hallways. And when he was just in front of the door, he sighed. He was lucky, Mr. Shuester didn't have a class at this period.
He breathed in deeply before knocking on the door. When he heard a 'come in', he entered in the office. He saw his former teacher raise his head to look at him and recognize him.
"Finn ? Oh my god, what are you doing here ?" he said standing up.
Then the Spanish teacher came towards him and gave him an one-arm hug. Finn smiled.
"Well I'm back in the town for a good moment and I decided to go to see you, Mr. Shue."
Shuester showed Finn a chair and the two sat down.
"Oh, call me Will. I'm not your teacher anymore. I'm happy to see you again. In fact, you're the only one I meet again since seven years. So how do you ?"
"I got my teaching degree two years ago. I had a job as a music teacher in Columbus but I had to quit because of lack of money. So I took the decision to come back at Lima. I postulated for the same job at the middle school but I'm waiting for the reply."
Will smiled, happy to hear about one of his favorite students.
"I'm sure your family is happy to see you again."
Finn nodded, proving the teacher was right. Suddenly his smile disappeared and a serious expression took place on his face.
"To be honest with you, if I came to see you today, it's because my brother told me something yesterday which surprised me."
Will's smile fell. Apparently he knew exactly what Finn was talking about. It didn't keep Finn from continuing.
"Why did you stop to direct the Glee Club ?"
The teacher sighed and ran a hand in his hair. Then he spoke.
"I really didn't want to do that, Finn, but I had to. You have to understand that when all of you had graduated, nobody had wanted to join the club the next year. I had waited some weeks but nothing. Apparently students were not interested to join. And, from Sue had told me, students thought the Glee Club was for the losers. They still think that. So I hadn't had the choice. I had had to shut down the Glee Club."
Finn frowned. He could see his former teacher wished he hadn't had to take this decision. But he understood. Even when he was at the high school, New Directions were considered as losers. But his friends and he hadn't cared about that because they were with their friends and they shared the same passion which unified everybody : music.
"Mr. Shue… Will sorry… maybe you could start again. I mean, you know my brother and his two friends want to get in. So maybe this year, some students will want to join."
The older teacher looked at his former student then sighed.
"Finn, I would love to do that but…"
Finn cut him.
"You always told us Glee isn't about winning but about joy and happiness. Even if you couldn't go to competitions, you still could teach this at the kids. I mean, my brother told me yesterday his friends and he sing whenever they could. I'm sure they would be happy to be able to sing in a safe room like the choir room. And they will learn with you. You'll teach them what you taught us. Maybe this year, some kids will surprise you."
Will stared at Finn, impressed by his little speech. But he knew the younger man was right. So he sighed and smiled at him.
"You're right. Thanks Finn."
Finn grinned and raised on his feet.
"Well I'm glad you changed your mind. I have to go. I promised my brother to drive him home today. See you soon."
The younger man left, happy for making change Mr. Shue's mind. And when his brother got in his car, he smiled at him and couldn't prevent himself from saying :
"I feel like tomorrow you'll have good news."
And the look that Kurt sent him made him laugh.
The next day an exciting Mercedes came towards Kurt and Artie who were at Kurt's locker. The two boys frowned when they saw her.
"Guess what, guys !" she said when she was in front of her.
Artie and Kurt looked at each other confused then they looked at her.
"What ?" Artie asked.
"Mr. Shue starts again the Glee Club. There's an audition paper. We can go write our name."
The two guys stared at her, surprised by these news. They didn't believe what they just heard.
"Are you serious, 'Cedes ?" Kurt asked.
"Of course. Come on, I'll show you."
The two boys followed the girl who walked very fast. Finally she stopped in front of a paper board and she showed them the paper she had seen earlier.
"See ? I didn't lie."
"Woah, you're right, Mercedes," Artie said. "But why did Mr. Shue decide to do that this year ?"
Mercedes shrugged and started to search in her bag for a pen.
"Who cares about that ? I don't know for you, guys, but I'm going to put my name. I'm going to show Mr. Shuester I have talent and he'll be obliged to take me."
As the girl put her name on the paper (the first name), the two boys laughed. Then Mercedes gave her pen to Artie who put his name too. Then it was Kurt's turn. And when the three names were written, the three adolescents looked at each other and smiled.
Auditions happened after school, at 4 p.m. Apparently, Kurt, Artie and Mercedes were the only one to audition because there was nobody else. Except William Shuester. He seemed to loved their performance because he kept from smiling. The group had decided to audition together and they sang You Can't Stop The Beat from the musical Hairspray.
Now they waited for the results in the auditorium. Sat down on the stage, they talked about their song and how they killed the audition. But even with this attitude, they were a little worried.
Eventually Mr. Shuester came to join them on the stage. The three students raised on their feet and looked at him. The teacher started to smile.
"Welcome at the Glee Club all of you," he said happily.
The three friends looked at each other before starting to scream. They were happy to join New Directions. They hugged each other then started to talk. Mr. Shuester observed them, a smile on his lips.
Maybe this year it was a new beginning for New Directions.
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