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Chapter Two

Claire Anderson was small. She only stood 4"4 at her best. She only weighed 85 pounds,at age 14. Underweight, obviously, but she ate like a vaccum. She was also very fast on her feet. She ran a lot, especially to her brother. Her and her brother boarded during the week, at their respective schools, and came home every weekend they could.

About a week after Kurt had moved in, Claire had been called out of class. The teacher had said that they were unable to get a hold of Blaine. They also told her that Kurt was in the hospital with a broken arm and a major concussion. Claire didn't hear what they said after that, because she was already runing down the hallway to get to Dalton Academy.

Claire ran off the Crawford Country Day property and about ten or so miles to Dalton property. By that time, she was out of breath and wished that she had brought her inhaler. Claire stopped for a second, than sprinted at top speed into the school.

She burst through the doors with a loud bang! as they hit the walls next to them. Claire rushed down the first hallway she saw, and noticed three people in a group. She recognized David immediately, and barreled down past the classrooms and bewildered students to get to him.

Right before she got to David, Claire tripped and went flying into Thad, tackling him to the floor. They both looked at each other and blushed. Then Claire remembered about Kurt and jumped up. Sh looked at the three boys frantically.

"Claire," Wes said with honest concern in his voice, "why are you here? If you wanted to g-"

"Blaine! Where is he? You guys, listen I need help!Kurt is in the hospital! His arm is broken and I have no idea what to do! Where the hell is Blaine?!" Claire interrupted Wes with a loud outburst.

David's eyes went wide and he turned around and ran down the hallway to get Blaine. Wes and Thad tried desperately to calm Claire down.. they tried breathing excercises and plenty of other things for the five minutes that it took David to find Blaine. They were close, but Blaine came around the corner with tears in his eyes.

"Claire! Why are you here?" Blaine exploded. He looked more concerned than angry, which probably had something to do with his crush on Kurt.

"Kurt is in the hospital!" Claire shouted, grabbing Blaine's arm and running twoard the entry.

Blaine just followed her and ran to his car with her. "Where to?" He asked, frantic. He looked very composed on the outside, but Claire knew that he was falling apart inside.

"Lima Memorial Hospital."

Blaine typed the adress into his GPS and off they went.

It had started as a normal day for Kurt. He had gotten up, gotten ready for school, and left. He supposed that maybe going in the front doors of school wasn't the best course of action. seeing how him and the other glee kids, excluding the football players and Cheerios, always were careful to go in through the doors nearer to the kitchens so they weren't attacked and bullied. Kurt was worried about what would happen, but he swallowed his worry and walked on in.

When he walked in, an army of slushies bombarded him. Kurt had rushed to the first bathroom he'd seen, which happened to be the boys locker room. Just his luck, that he would walk into the very place where almost all of his tormentors planned and plotted. As Kurt washed himself off, none other than Dave Karofsky had walked in.

"Oh hey, fag! Ladies room is next door! Did all that gay glitter get to your head and confuse you? Make you forget that you have no balls?" Karofsky laughed with a cruel smirk.

"Ugh," was all Kurt had as a response.

"Faggot! Turn around and face me like the man you wish you were!" Karofsky yelled.

Kurt continued washing his face in defiance. He wasn't going to let the homophobic bully get to him, no sir.

"Fag! Now! Do what I tell you to d-" Karofsky was cut off by Kurt's explosion of anger.

"No! I don the have to listen to you, I hate you, now shut the hell up! Your idiot friends got disgusting, sticky slushie all over me!" Kurt yelled. Then Karofsky lost it.

Karofsky shoved Kurt into the lockers, then lifted him up by the collar. Kurt had expected a punch, getting choked, anything other than what had happened next. Karofsky kissed him. Kurt had been too shocked to do anything, then he started struggling. Karofsky had slammed his head into the tile, then twisted his arm until the loud snap was heard throughout the locker room.

He then kicked Kurt in the balls, and punched him in the face, breaking Kurt's nose in one blow. Blood spurted out and surrounded Kurt as he lay on the ground in pain. He scooted into a corner, hiding, and started crying.

Kurt had sobbed softly until Coach Beiste had walked in and found him surrounded by a puddle of blood in a corner. She had called an ambulance immediately, then checked his pulse.

Kurt didn't know or remember what happened after that.

When Lily Anderson went to work in the morning, the new boy in her house was the only thing on her mind. He was obviously having trouble at school, but hadn't said anything about him. She wondered if he was gay or not, like her son. Kurt was very kind and caring. He got along great with Claire, which was very important to Lily. Claire was a chatterbox and could be very annoying, but she was really a very empathetic, kind, and smart girl. Blaine had also seemed to like Kurt a lot, but he liked everybody and was very open to everybody he met.

But deep down, Lily was very worried. What if Kurt got hurt, and the school didn't notify her about it? What if he got so hurt that he died? lily banished the thought from her head and started working. She was an eighth grade teacher, and she taught math. She was a favorite among her students and fellow employees. All in all, she felt that today would be a good day. Boy was she wrong.

The dreaded call came around second or third period. Lily had her students taking a test, when the phone rang. Lily smiled and answered it. "Lily Anderson speaking. How may I help you?"

"Is this the Lily Anderson that is taking care of Kurt Hummel?" A gruff voice at the other end of the phone questioned her.

"Why yes it is! Did something happen to him at school? Do I need to come pick him up?" Lily asked worriedly.

"No thank you, ma'am. He has been admitted to Lima Memorial Hospital do to and event at school. He has a broken arm, a broken nose, and a sprained ankle."

"Wait what?"

"I said that he has a brok-"

"I heard what you said."

"Thank you for your time."

Lily hung up, shocked, and stared at her class. She called up her best friend, and go to substitute teacher, and told her the details. When Miss Katiro showed up, Lily ran off to get to Lima Memorial Hospital as quick as she could.

Uh oh! I'm sorry for not updating sooner! The end of the quarter at school as nearing, and I really want to make honor roll. I promise I'll post more often soon! Please review, though. It makes me type faster ;P