Kurt's view

Finally. School was over. I wouldn't have to deal with anything now. Every day I waited them to come back and finish what they started. I'm so relieved that they never did. Once the final bell rang I ran out of Mrs. Corcoran's room and outside. Holding my messenger bag close to me I started walking home.

"Yo!" I immediately stiffened, but I didn't stop. I thought I was safe too soon. They were going to finish what they started. They just wanted it to be their first accomplishment of summer vacation.

"Hey! Kurt, hey wait up!" I felt a hand grab my shoulder and I stopped. I was caught. There was no running. I gave up. I glanced up to see it was Puck, and only Puck. I thought that it would be Dave who came to get me. I guess he didn't feel like it. Once the silence got to unbearable I decided to speak.

"Yes Puck?" He kept looking at me like he was in deep thought, and he wouldn't let go of my shoulder. I was getting more freaked out every second. I really should run now.

"Sorry."

Wait, what? "Excuse me?"

"Dude, I'm sorry I acted like a douche all year. I know it was wrong but I still did it." I looked at him, baffled. Why was he apologizing? Was this a sick joke on me? Well, I guess I could humor him.

"It's okay." When I said it, it was his turn to stare at me incredulously.

"How can you forgive me? I was a complete ass and… And…" I sighed. Puck looked visibly distressed. I guess he really did mean it. But why now? Why at the very end of the year?

"You apologized. That's all I could hope for." Puck looked confused. I guess it would be weird for the victim to forgive the harasser. But what else could I really do? He was a lot bigger than me, so if I yelled at him I could be dead in a heartbeat.

"But, I have to make it up to you man!"

"But Puck, it's fine. I don't mind." I don't know why I'm not yelling still. Shouldn't I be?

"No dude, that's seriously NOT okay." I flinched as his voice rose, and I think he noticed it, since he started to look as though he was calming himself. I'm still debating on if I should just leave now. He already apologized, so what else could he need to talk to me about? All o f a sudden his face lit up and I gulped, not knowing what was going through his Mohawk head.

"Hey Kurt. I know how to make it up to you." Make it up to me? What was he going on about? "Me and the other guys all hang out as a group. In a clubhouse in a hidden part of the woods. Maybe you would want to hang out with us. Be a part of the group." Speechless. I was speechless. He actually wanted to invite me to hang out with them? Sure, they did torture me all year, but I could have a chance to actually make friends. "I mean, we were rude to you all year and we kind of tortured you too." I glared at him. Obviously they tortured me, but not kind of. They did. He smiled sheepishly at me. "Okay, we really tortured you. But honest to God, I know what we did was a huge mistake and I'm so, so sorry. Please, did you want to hang out with us?"

I didn't know what to say. Should I accept the offer? It might be my only chance, and when I look into his face, I automatically know that he's being genuinely honest with me. Before I answered though, I looked behind him and my eyes widened. Just behind us a few houses down was an old lady, watching us. I heard some rumors that no one was allowed to talk to me. Will Puck get in trouble if he was caught talking to me? I looked back to him and rushed out my next sentence.

"Sure. As long as it's okay with your friends, I'd love to come. Just meet me at the steps tomorrow." I saw him smile for a split second and then I turned around and ran. Oh, I forgot to tell him when to meet up. I guess I could just go and wait for a while. But I'm actually making friends!

Would my mom be happy now?