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Kurt threw his locker open in anger, startling the students that walked past him, and causing a few to stop and look his way.
"What are you looking at?! There's nothing to see here!" Sensing the boy's inner turmoil most of the students simply moved on, while a few gawked and whispered to their friends.
Kurt seethed with anger as he looked at himself in his locker mirror. Kurt was reminded of his place in the social hierarchy the moment he crossed the school parking lot. His long time tormentors ,the jocks, were waiting for him. Kurt desperately hoped they had forgotten about him, but he realized that was wishful thinking.
"You know the drill homo" Puck taunted while Finn and a few of the other jocks surrounded him.
"This is highly unnecessary, I was minding my own bussiness" Kurt replied trying to push past the jocks. They laughed, and pushed Kurt back toward Puck and Finn.
"Not so fast we got a present for you" Finn laughed and pointed toward the dumpster behind them. Kurt was dressed in Marc Jacobs from head to toe, he had worked an entire summer to buy new clothes and these imbeciles were going to ruin them in seconds.
'Fucking neanderthals' Kurt thought to himself as Puck and couple jocks got a hold of him. "One of my shoes is worth more than your entire wardrobes!... You're just a bunch of Lima losers!" Kurt bellowed before being tossed into the dumpster.
"You've got a smart mouth Hummel. It might get you in trouble one day," one of the jocks threatened before heading off toward the school building.
"We'll see you around lady lips" Puck laughed while high fiving Finn, and leaving Kurt to fend for himself.
Kurt sighed 'What did I ever see in Finn?' he thought before attempting to crawl out of the dumpster. After surviving that ritual, Kurt found himself fussing over his hair and clothes in his mirror. Kurt straightened his clothing the best her could and combed his hair back into place before shutting his locker and heading off to his first class.
If this was how the year was going to go for him, Kurt was beginning to question if coming to school was worth it. Maybe he could convince his father to let him transfer or get homeschooled or something… anything was better than this.
David and Azimio walked into school together and headed to David's locker. "So you talk to him yet?" Azimio asked watching David put unused notebooks and pencils in his locker.
"Him?" David questioned distractly while searching in his backpack and taking out what he didn't need for his next two classes.
Azimio made a face at his best friend and shook his head in amusement. As usual, David was more focused on being prepared for class than what he was saying. Dave finished organizing his things and closed his locker, but not before he noticed the smirk on his friend's face.
"Dude, what?" Dave asked slinging his backpack over his arm.
"I asked if you talked to him, but you were obviously zoned out, because we both know who I'm talking about. Don't we?" Az teased.
Dave blushed slightly at the thought of Kurt. He hadn't talked to him all summer but he was secretly hoping they had a class or two together. "Uhm no I didn't really have that much time an-"
"Bullshit Dave," Azimio laughed, "You're just too much of a pussy to make the first move."
"Oh fuck you dude… I'll talk to him if I see him so lay off," Dave huffed, heading toward the English class the pair had together.
"You wish," Az smirked, before Dave glared at him. "Alright, alright my bad no need to get pissy with me...it's not my fault you didn't talk to him" Azimio replied putting his hands up in surrender.
"Whatever," David grumbled and found a seat near the back with Az right behind him. David got his book and summer assignments out, noticing that Az didn't have anything on his desk.
"You did the summer work right?" Dave eyed his friend worriedly. He didn't want Az to get in trouble on the first day of school.
"Of course I did," Azimio laughed. "If getting some nerd to do it for me counts."
David rolled his eyes "Do I even want to know how you convinced someone to do your homework?"
"Very simple, I asked nicely" Az smirked waving the finished assignment in David's face.
"Yeah...we both know that's a lie," he replied, swatting the papers out of his face, much to his friend's amusement.
"You're hurting my feelings, Dave. I'm nothing shy of a model student," Az proclaimed fighting to keep a straight face.
"Mmhmm...yeah right," Dave mumbled before the two burst out laughing, stopping when the teacher walked in to avoid being separated.
"I'll tell ya the story later, it's a good one."
"It usually is, Az" Dave replied before turning his attention to the front of the class. He wasn't sure what the rest of the day had in store, but he was hoping everything would continue to go smoothly. A good first day usually meant a good year, right?
Kurt successfully made it through two classes without a major incident, except for the few routine shoulder checks between classes. It was finally lunch time, and he was planning on eating in the auditorium alone. Walking down the hall, Kurt came across the board for club sign-ups. His eyes passed over the majority of the clubs before they stopped on the Glee club sheet.
Some of his peers had already decided to vandalize the sheet, but Kurt knew he couldn't let that stop him. Kurt had promised his dad that he would join a club. He knew Glee wasn't what his father had in mind, but performing is what he loved to do. Kurt took a quick look around before putting his name down and walking toward the auditorium. Kurt was just about to open the door when he saw familiar brown curls and broad shoulders heading in the opposite direction.
'Wonder where he's going' Kurt thought. It was strange that Dave wasn't in the cafeteria with his friends. Dave was obviously on a mission based on the pensive look on his face. Kurt followed Dave down the hall keeping enough distance to remain undetected. He couldn't help but notice the strong shoulders and back outlined under Dave's polo shirt. He followed the shirt down to strong arms and a firm athletic butt hidden under denim jeans.
Kurt didn't set out to become Dave's stalker, but he was genuinely curious about where Dave was going. David walked into his guidance counselor's suite, and out of Kurt's line of sight. David walked in and straight back to Ms. Pillsbury's office. He was forced to wait until lunch to change his schedule because of how busy all the counselors were that morning. David knocked on Ms. Pillsbury's door forcing the woman to look up from her computer.
"Hey David, come on it. What can I do for you?" She waved Dave towards an open seat, while scrubbing an already clean spot on her desk.
"Well, I have Advanced German next period, but the classroom wasn't listed," Dave said, sitting down in front of the desk.
"That's strange let me take a look," Ms. Pillsbury replied pulling up Dave's schedule on her computer. Dave sat quietly waiting for his counselor to fix the problem, he was hoping it was just an error.
"Okay, well, Dave it seems that Advanced German is no longer available. It wasn't a very popular class so it's been cut."
"Been cut? It's the last class I needed for my language requirement. What am I supposed to take now?" Dave asked exasperated. He was practically fluent in German, and was banking on another easy class for his GPA.
"It looks like there are still a few seats available in a French class. When you took the language placement test it was your second best language." Ms. Pillsbury replied trying to be positive for Dave's sake.
David didn't like French at all, but if it meant he would get the credits then he would suck it up. "Is there a class open next period?" Dave asked hopefully he really didn't want to have to change the rest of his schedule if he didn't have to.
"There sure is! Its Intermediate French, but I'm sure you can handle it." Ms. Pillsbury changed David's schedule and printed out a new one, "You're all set now, come see me again soon Dave."
"Thanks Ms. Pillsbury, I really appreciate it." David replied with a smile and headed out. David walked ready to head to the cafeteria to find Az, when he noticed Kurt sitting in one of the chairs outside the office. 'Was he waiting for me?' David wondered but decided to shake it off instead.
"Uhm Hi Kurt," David said cooly doing his best to act normal. "Everything alright?" He asked, trying to figure out why Kurt needed to talk to a counselor.
Kurt was more than a little mesmerized. He liked the way his name sounded when David said it. Kurt wanted to believe that David really did care, and wasn't just being nice, but before he could daydream further, he realized he hadn't said anything.
"Oh, uh sorry" Kurt said looking into David's beautiful hazel green eyes. "I was just being nosy and trying to figure out why you aren't at lunch" Kurt laughed nervously. 'Smooth Hummel real smooth' He scolded himself surely Dave would think he was a stalker or something.
Dave watched Kurt cringe as the words left his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh. Kurt was cute when he was nervous but Dave stopped as soon as he saw the deflated look on Kurt's face. "Oh uhm sorry Kurt, I didn't mean to laugh like that. Thanks for caring. I just had to change one of my classes. German got dropped this year, so I have to take French." David said holding his schedule up.
Kurt couldn't help but perk up when he heard that David wasn't laughing at him and would be taking French. He was almost fluent in French, and the possibility of having a class with David made his heart jump a little. Of course that would mean that something was going his way, and that almost never happened.
"When do you have French?" Kurt asked trying to keep his voice even.
"I have it next period actually I'm in intermed-"
"Me too!" Kurt said excitedly, "I love French I'm practically fluent"
David was at a loss for words. How was he supposed to get through a semester of French with his crush who he'd probably need to ask for help. Kurt watched David closely and noticed a pensive look on his face, maybe he didn't want to be in his class. David snapped out of his thoughts when Kurt visibly tensed in front of him. Dave didn't want to hurt Kurt's feelings.
"I'm glad you'll be in my class Kurt, I'm terrible at French, so I may need some help." Kurt relaxed after hearing that Dave was okay with being in his class. It would be nice to have a friendly face in at least one of his classes.
"Well if you need a tutor let me know," Kurt smiled steering his thoughts in a more positive direction. He was excited about the possibility of having an excuse to spend more time around David and get to know him better. David was always polite, but Kurt wasn't sure if he could call them 'friends' especially since his teammates and friends had been Kurt's tormentors for the last year.
David looked at Kurt and saw a flash of hope, and before he knew it "Yeah I'd like that" slipped from his lips before he could stop it.
David cleared his throat and regained some composure "Well I guess I should get to lunch. I promised Az I'd meet him in the cafeteria … I'll uhm see you in French."
Dave said goodbye and hurried off toward the cafeteria. He knew Az was gonna give him shit once he told him why he was so late, but he didn't care, at least he got to talk to Kurt for a little. Dave got excited about about the possibility of talking to Kurt before class.
Kurt couldn't help but stare as David walked away, his polo shirt still hugging his biceps. Strong jaw, broad shoulders, tall, athletic he was definitely Kurt's type, which usually meant they were straight, but a boy could dream right? And dream he would, about kissing Dave, being under Dave, or on top of Dave. What Dave looked like underneath his clothes or how 'big' Dave was. Tons of sexual fantasies exploded all over his thoughts on a daily basis. Kurt couldn't help the blush that rose to his cheeks.
Dave was most likely straight, and here he was thinking about all the things he wanted to do with a boy he'd never have. Kurt shook his head to rid his mind of all things Dave and headed off to have lunch and to mentally prepare himself for a class with David Karofsky.
"You get lost or somethin? I'm starving" Azimio complained once David finally joined him.
"I told you I had to get my classes fixed, Dude. You didn't have to wait," Dave replied sliding his tray up to the cash register and paying for his lunch.
Azimio followed suit and walked over to their usual table. People were already starting to clear out. He eyed David closely looking for clues about why he was late, a simple class change shouldn't take more than ten minutes. Something was up. David saw Azimio eyeing him out of his peripherals and began to shove food in his mouth to ignore him. It worked for all of ten seconds before he started to fidget under his friend's gaze.
Realization hit Azimio immediately. "I fuckin knew it!" Az nearly shouted causing Dave to choke on his drink. David ran into Kurt and he obviously didn't want to tell him by the way he was acting. Az had known Dave since they were small, and he'd never been able to hide anything from him. Students started to stare in their direction after the outburst much to David's displeasure.
"You knew what?! And seriously dude keep your voice down" David asked agitated, before shoving his friend in the arm to quiet him down.
"You ran into Hummel didn't you?" Az smirked
"I don't know what you're talking about," Dave blushed.
"Bullshit Dave" Az laughed. "Then why are you blushing?"
David immediately felt his cheeks heat up and knew he'd fallen into Azimio's trap. Azimio continued to laugh at David's embarrassment. David was obviously smitten, and that was something he never thought he'd see. He just hoped David didn't screw it up, or get hurt.
"Alright you got me. He was waiting outside Ms. Pillsbury's office when I came out. We have French class together." Dave said trying not to make a big deal out of it, and hoping Azimio would get bored and change the subject.
"Well good luck man I hear it's tough...but I guess you'll have Kurt to help you" Az smiled.
"I'm a smart guy I think I can handle myself" David replied glaring at the kissing faces Az was making in his direction.
"No argument there dude but a little extra help can't hurt...besides maybe Kurt will give you rewards when you do well if you know what I mean" Az said pretending to jerk off.
David blushed furiously as thoughts of Kurt wrapping his fingers, or his lips, around his member nearly drove him insane. He would have started to get hard if it wasn't for Az laughing so hard.
"You're sick," David replied shaking off his thoughts and trying to calm down. There was no way he was going to make it through class if he didn't get a hold of himself and fast.
"Don't even pretend like you weren't thinking the same thing man. It's written all over your face," Azimio said playfully after his laughter subsided.
The bell signaling the end of lunch rang, saving David from Az putting any more ideas in his head. "I'll see you after school Az. Try to stay out of trouble will ya?"
"No promises," Azimio shrugged before bumping fists with David. Azimio has Wood Shop so the two friends parted ways until the end of the day. 'Time to face the music' David thought and headed to his next class.
Kurt discarded his trash after leaving the auditorium, and battled the heavy traffic to get to the other side of the building. He wanted to get to class in time to get a decent seat near the front of the class, but it seemed based on all the bodies he had to fight through he was going to miss out. Kurt continued to maneuver his way down the hall, occasionally getting shoved to make way for more traffic.
Finally, he made it into the classroom and was happy to see that there were long tables instead of desks. He'd have a lot more room for his things. He decided to sit at the table up front. He was hoping that David would take the seat next to him, to give him a pleasant distraction. He was only taking it to pad his GPA. Students started to file in one after another, but still no David. Kurt was beginning to wonder if he was going to actually show up or not.
The warning bell sounded, and in walked David doing a quick scan of the room to see where he wanted to sit. He usually gravitated toward the back of the class, but that was only in classes that he knew were easy for him. It probably wasn't a good idea to sit in the back for possibly his hardest class in more ways than one. Kurt visibly perked up when David walked in and that didn't go unnoticed. David smiled to himself, and took the seat next to Kurt before anyone else could take it. Kurt watched Dave mesmerized by his brown curly hair and strong jaw.
Dave leaned over to the opposite side to get his notebook revealing the waistband of his boxers and a sliver of defined abs. Kurt bit his pencil at the sight 'He's so hot' it was a good thing he was already fluent because he wasn't planning on paying attention, especially not when he had David sitting next to him. The teacher had strolled in suddenly interrupting Kurt's appraisal of Dave's body.
If David was aware of the fact that Kurt was shamelessly checking him out he didn't let on. David was too worried about the the quiz that was placed in front of him 'who gives quizzes on the first day?' he wondered, taking a look at the questions some he knew but it seemed like most of it didn't know.
Kurt found David's expression adorable as he looked over his paper. He could tell David was having a hard time and he almost felt bad when he made quick work of the quiz, and David was only on the third question it seemed. Kurt felt proud knowing there was something he could beat Dave at, even if it was the only thing. Dave was a great athlete, model student, and popular so he was basically perfect at least Kurt thought so.
David did his best to finish up, and was sure he wouldn't be happy with the grade he'd receive, but the semester had just started he had plenty of time to make up for one quiz. David put his pencil down with a huff, he didn't like to struggle especially in front of Kurt. The teacher went about collecting the quizzes while the rest of the class talked.
"So how'd it go?" Kurt asked trying to make small talk.
"Terrible. I probably failed. Who gives a quiz on the first day anyway?" Dave growled feeling embarrassed. Kurt blushed, hearing David growl was easily one of the sexiest things he had ever heard. He was practically drooling before he snapped out of his thoughts.
"I'm sure you didn't do that badly, and even if you did it won't count for anything" Kurt said fighting the lump in his throat. "The French teachers use it to see where they should start the class." He continued.
David relaxed a bit as he listened to Kurt talk. He had a voice that just kind of lulled him into calmer waters. He sighed in relief, but remained silent as Kurt looked at him trying to figure out what he was thinking. David liked being great at everything, but seeing Kurt excel at this made him feel proud instead of competitive.
"So do you feel better now?" Kurt teased trying to coax David back into a conversation.
"Much better actually," David replied "But I think I need your help with French." David avoided eye contact, and Kurt figured it was hard for David to ask for help, but he couldn't deny how excited he was to spend more time with David.
Kurt wasn't sure he could keep the elation out of his voice, so he nodded his head quickly as he gathered his things. "Sure! That would be great. When are you free?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound desperate.
Dave was surprised when he thought that Kurt sounded excited, but the request took him by surprise.
"We could meet at Breadstix," Kurt continued before the bell rang signaling class changes.
"Well, actually, uh, I was thinking more like the library. I don't trust myself with textbooks around food," David mumbled nervously. He wasn't sure what was happening, was Kurt asking him out? Or was he mistaking kindness for attraction. David was completely caught by surprise and didn't give Kurt time to respond before gathering his things "I have to get to my next class," Dave blurted out, rushing off into the hallway traffic. He didn't want Kurt to see how badly he was blushing, but he missed the amused look on Kurt's face.
"You did what?!" Azimo practically yelled at his friend. "I knew you were too much of a pussy. Come on! He practically asked you out."
"He just wanted to study. He's doing me a favor, remember?" David said, rummaging around his locker longer than necessary to avoid looking at his friend. He knew he had dropped the ball, but it was normal to get nervous when you're caught off guard.
When he finally looked up from his locker, Az was giving him a look that Dave had seen several times before. "I know. I know, okay. I just, I don't know."
Az clapped his friend on the shoulder, and tried to change the subject, "Whatever, dude. You'll get another shot."
"Yeah," Dave said, hoping that his friend was right.
As Kurt walked onto the stage for his Glee audition, he couldn't stop thinking about his day. He was thrown into a dumpster, shoved around, and looked like an idiot in front of Dave. Sure he had flown through the French quiz, but maybe he had come on too strong. Kurt couldn't figure out if Dave was only being nice, or really needed help with French, or...just maybe...he was interested.
He stepped into the spotlight, "My name is Kurt Hummel, and I'll be singing Mr. Cellophane." As he performed, perfectly hitting the difficult high notes of the song, Kurt noticed how fitting the song was, and accepted the fact that Dave probably wasn't interested. David was straight...right?
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