"Why aren't the other kids nice to you?" Carol was playing dumb.
"You know why." Kurt muttered as he looked longingly at the other homeroom classes with his friends in them.
Carol sighed as she seemed to accept that fact, "Just tell me if they give you too hard of a time."
"Okay," Mrs. Lions clapped her hands together, "Let's group up, one group will go with me and the other with Mrs. Hummel-Hudson."
"I call Mrs. H." Azimio raised a hand slightly. Turns out the entire football team used to hand out at Finn's house and loved his mom.
Karofsky followed his best friend's lead, along with a few girls who weren't done asking Kurt about what he put in his hair.
"I'll just go with Mrs. Lions." Kurt tried to speed walk over to his teacher, but stopped when someone grabbed the back of his shirt and dragged him back.
"Why don't you want to be in your mom's group?" A blond girl asked as her boyfriend released Kurt's shirt and recieved an 'I will cut you' glare.
"Carol isn't my mom." Kurt pointed out.
"That's so mean!" The blond squealed, "Why are you so mean to your mom?"
"Honey," Carol spoke up, "he's just my step-son."
"She's still your mom." The blond turned and marched away, followed by her boyfriend.
"I don't want to be on the same team as him." Kurt sighed.
Carol understood who he was talking about.
"That hurts my feelings, Kurt." Karofsky smirked, "You know how much that hurts, don't you? A lot."
His friends laughed a little at their leader's sarcasm.
"I'll bet it does." Kurt rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Now," Mrs. Lions announced, "we're going to tour the camp site all morning then we'll have lunch and start with the activities. See you all later."
"Bye, Kurt!" Kurt heard Mercedes yell as she linked arms with Tina and looked back at their teacher.
The tour wouldn't have been so bad if there hadn't been that exremely steep hill that took seconds to go down and what felt like forever to go up. Unfortunately, they all had to walk back up it to take a bathroom break after a girl told Carol that it was her time of the month.
Kurt's legs were sore by the time he got up the hill. The other neanderthals raced up it to impress the three girls that were in their group.
"Clearly they havn't heard of elevators," Kurt paused before adding, "Or stairs."
Carol chuckled at her out of breath step-son, "This is good for you."
"Oh, yeah," Kurt replied sarcastically, "until it gives me a heart attack. I have a family history of heart problems, I could keel over any day now."
"Don't even joke about that." Carol frowned, clearly thinking about Burt's heart attack.
"Sorry." Kurt didn't exactly enjoy the subject either, especially knowing that heart problems did run in the family.
"Done!" All three of the girls came skipping towards the rest of the group.
Kurt groaned and turned to walk down the hill. From behind him he heard, "Here, let me help you with that." Then he felt someone push him and began to fall.
Okay, first of all, falling down hills that big, hurts. Secondly, it's a really good way to get someone suspended. Azimio was sent home early after that. Luckily, Kurt didn't break anything, but he did have to limp back up the hill at lunch time and had some bruises that would require far more cover up than he had.
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"What the heck happened to you?" Mercedes asked as Kurt plopped down at the picnic table with the rest of the glee club.
"I hate camping." Kurt muttered.
"What happened?" Tina pried.
"Let's just say," Kurt replied, "I don't like hills and they don't like me."
"Aww," Mercedes cooed, "Poor, boo."
"Now we'll be able to easily defeat your class in the teamwork challenges." Puck smiled, "We're going to kick all kinds of ass."
"Teamwork?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"It's to build relationships." Rachel joined in the conversation, "We could really learn something that will help us work together for sectionals next year."
"I'm not going to do anything 'teamwork' related with those idiots." Kurt guestured over to the table where the football/hockey players were being obnoxious.
"Well too bad," Puck said, "they'll want to win the grand prize even if they have to force you to help them."
"And this legendary grand prize is..." Kurt wondered.
"A whole free day." Mercedes filled Kurt in, "And you better back off Puckerman, because we're going to win that prize."
"It's on Jones." Puck challenged.
And so the games began.
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It turns out that being on a team full of giant football players pays off, especially when the game they were playing was capture the flags.
"This is a tournament." Mr. Jacobs (yes, Kurt had already asked if he was related to Marc... nope) announced, "The rules are, no tackling or violence of any kind," He aimed that at Kurt's homeroom class, "everyone must turn in at least one flag. We'll be keeping track of who scores. Also, everyone must play fair, if you're tagged then go back to your side. Have fun!"
Kurt's homeroom was put up against Mrs. Fairwell's homeroom first. Every time a football player came near one of the other students they would chicken out and run away. Half of her class practically had nervous breakdowns by the end of the match.
Kurt got to walk around and talk with other homerooms as the other teams went up against each other. The final four were Kurt's homeroom, Finn's homeroom and two other homerooms.
It didn't take long for Kurt's homeroom to completely destroy the opposing team. Even the three girls had scored and they weren't scary what so ever. Finn's team ended up winning their match and it was down to their two teams.
"Kurt still needs to score or else they'll be disqualified." Artie was assigned to keeping track of who scored.
There was no way that Kurt was running over to retrieve their flag. A few people on Finn's team had been tackling, of course the teachers never seemed to see.
"Go Hummel." A football player glared at Kurt as he stood in front of their flag examining his nails.
"I'd rather not." Kurt replied simply. He didn't even bother to help them as they formed a plan.
Kurt looked up from his nails as he sensed someone looming over him and saw Karofsky with a creepy smile on his face that told Kurt he was up to something. Kurt screamed a little as Karofsky threw him over his sholder and began to run towards the opposing team's flag, flanked by his muscular teammates. Kurt tried to kick the bigger boy, but it didn't seem to effect him.
Karofsky shoved the enemy flag into Kurt's hand and began to run back to their flag. By the time they got to their base and Kurt dropped the flag making his team the winners, Finn was angrily following and demanding that they put his brother down.
Kurt ended up being dropped on the ground as his team left to celebrate.
"Are you okay, Kurt?" Mercedes asked as she joined him on the field.
"I feel violated." Kurt joked as he stood up and brushed his pants off.
"I can't believe they did that." Sam was cracking up.
"Well they did and it messed up my hair even worse." Kurt fixed his hair a little, "I think I want to go home, that was utterly terrifying."
"Not yet it isn't." Mercedes pointed towards where Karofsky stood and where Burt was aproaching him. Burt was pissed.
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A/N: What do you think about this so far? I'm sooooooooo excited to get to the next chap that I'm going to write it and post it tonight if I get at least three reviews (I'm shooting pretty high here aren't I?) THANKS FOR MY 4 REVIEWS THAT'S A LOT BY MY STANDARDS!