Chpt 4
Fourth period
Kurt had been texting Mercedes throughout the morning, sharing any little pieces of gossip that he had heard. They didn't have many classes together so didn't see each other until Lunch. During lunch, Kurt was on his way to meet Mercedes in the cafeteria, but on his way he was confronted by Dave Karofsky. Dave just spat out a single word to him before pushing him into the lockers: Homo.To Kurt this confrontation seemed like the billionth time that week, and it was only Wednesday.
After lunch Kurt sat in class, choosing to sit alone, because that is exactly how he felt in that moment. Alone, fed up, and scared. As he calmed himself down a little, he remembered that there was one person he could text, who knew exactly how he felt.
To Blaine:
I cant stand it here
Kurt
Straight away his phone buzzed and he smiled knowing that someone cared.
To Kurt:
What's happened?
B x
To Blaine:
That Neanderthal pushed me into the lockers, again. I don't know how long I can do this for
Kurt x
He only received one more text after that, but it was enough to help him through the rest of the day.
To Kurt:
Courage
B x
Kurts Pov:
I hate it here so much, I wish I could just move schools, but I would miss my friends. Ill change that thought, I wish Karofsky would leave schools. Half of the school would be happier without him here. At least I have Blaine to talk to now, he knows exactly how I feel. I know Mercedes and the other girls try to help, but they just don't know exactly how much I'm going through, and how it feels to be tormented to this extent on a daily basis.
Whilst Kurt was sat in what was supposed to be a geography lesson (it really wasn't, considering it consisted of back and forth bickering between the teacher and a cheerleader who refused to pay attention), Mercedes was sat in an English lesson. Within fifteen minutes, she found herself sat, staring mindlessly at the clock, willing the time to pass just a little bit faster.
Mercedes Pov:
What exactly is the point of learning something that you already know? We all know how to speak English already, this is just boring. I mean, we could read a book in our own spare time; I'm sure the majority of the students in here wouldn't, but still, they could! I wonder if Kurt has any gossip for me..
To Kurt:
I am SO bored right now, ne gossip 4 me 2day?
M
To Mercedes:
Not a lot, I did hear 2 cheerleaders gossiping about Santana and Brittany 2day
K
Mercedes couldn't help but wonder what these cheerleaders had been saying; this was way more interesting than her English lesson.
To Kurt:
What were they saying? You gotta tell me Kurt, im dying here
M
To Mercedes:
I couldn't hear them properly. They were talking about how close the 2 r I think. Oh and one of them has already had sex with Puck, the other one wants 2.
K
To Kurt:
They are very, close. And what you z about puck doesn't surprise me
M
To Mercedes:
They are, but I don't think anyone would ever risk questioning it. Which reminds me, delete these messages, you never know what Satan would do if she somehow read or heard about them.
K
Mercedes though that over, before sending another quick text agreeing with Kurt and then deleting the messages. Time was going by so slowly; she decided to send Tina a message but didn't get a reply and even considered sending Rachel a message, before deciding she wasn't quite that desperate yet.
Quinn was sat in the same English lesson as Mercedes, and feeling just as bored. As were Santana, Brittany and Finn. She is sat next to Finn, who doesn't even notice when she sends a text to Puck (he is supposed to be in this class as well, but is nowhere to be seen). After sending him a text she looks over to Finn, who looks like he is about to fall asleep.
To Puck
Y rnt u in this lesson?
Q
To Quinn:
Q, I alrdy spk English
P
Quinn giggled a little at the irony of that text; Puck was one of the worst people for using text slang. She didn't bother replying to the text. Instead she gave Finn a nudge, waking him up.
Finn: Is class over?
Quinn: No Finn, its only half way through, you were asleep, and drooling
Finn just looked at her blankly, gave her a weak smile and then nodded of back to sleep. For a while Quinn sat and watched Brittany and Santana. As usual, they were sat side by side; in fact they could barely get any closer. They were clearly not paying any attention to the teacher, or the book, but then again, no one really was.
To San:
Im so bored, Puck isn't even here
Q
To Quinn:
Puck alwys skps. It is brng. I think every1 is asleep. U shud play wiv lvr boy ;)
S
Finn was still asleep, not that Quinn would even contemplate "playing" with him. Quinn just sat back in her seat watching Brittany and Santana. They didn't look nearly as bored as she felt. By this point Brittany had started drawing on Santana's arm; only Brittany could get away with doing this.
Brittany: San, please please please can I draw you a picture
Santana: You always draw me pictures Brit, there's nothing stopping you
Brittany beamed up at Santana, before taking a pink felt tip pen and pressing it against the skin of Santana's arm.
Santana: Brit, you didn't say anything about drawing ON me
Brittany: oh, I meant to
Santana: Fine, go ahead, it better be the most awesome picture ive ever seen though
Brittany: It will be, I promise
I few minutes later, and Brittany told Santana to look down at her handwork. Scribbled across Santana's arm was what looked like a pink duck, and a purple cat. Great I have to walk around for the rest of the day like this, oh, but how could I say no to that face.
Brittany: Do you love it San?
Santana: Yeah Brit I love it
Quinn's Pov:
This class is so boring, I swear even the teacher is going to fall asleep soon. At least Brittany and Santana seem to be having fun. They are such good friends; it's funny that you'll rarely see one of them without the other. They are so close. Now that I think about it, they are sat VERY close to each other. I never thought about it before, but I guess it's kind of odd, I mean, you don't normally see girls THAT touchy feely with each other. At least they seem happy. NO WAY. Santana is letting Brittany draw on her arm; there is no way in hell anyone else would get away with that. This lesson is SO annoying, I kinda wish I had sat somewhere else, next to Mercedes perhaps, at least then I might get a bit of conversation instead of watching Finn drool, gross!
Artie, Sam, Mike and Tina were in an ICT class. They all considered this to be pointless, they all knew how to use a computer, it IS the 21st century after all. Whilst there stupid teacher was trying to teach them the correct ways to write a letter using word, they all logged on to messenger, and started talking.
Artie: This is so lame, yo
Sam: they should just let us play games or something
Mike: I already am :P
Tina: I don't know why they make us do this, we already know how to use a computer, they could have just let us go home for an hour. Then maybe we'd do something useful.
Artie: Rant over?
Tina: yeah sorry, im just bored.
Sam: what game are you playing mike?
Mike: Tetris
Sam: im gunna beat your high score
Mike: whatever, you cant beat me against a computer game, im Asian
Sam: we shall see about that
Artie: at least we have glee soon
Tina: best period of the day
Artie: hopefully it will be all fun and games, no dramatics
Tina: that never happens: and that's why we love it so much
It was the last period of the day before glee club, and Rachel couldn't wait. She was doing ok at the whole listening and learning thing so far today, but now she just wanted the lesson to be over. ICT was a stupid lesson, even she could admit that. She was thinking about ideas she had for a set list. Somewhere in the background she heard the words "now press tab" – she hadn't been doing any of the work, it was easy anyway, most of the students could do this with their eyes closed.
To Finn, Tina, Mike, Noah, Kurt, Santana, Brittany, Quinn, Sam, Artie
Hey guys, hope you're all having a good day. I'll see you all In Glee.
Rachel
Not everyone replied to her text; although that didn't surprise her, considering a large number of the glee members had taken a lot of persuading to even give her their numbers. Santana was the worst; Rachel eventually got the number off of Mercedes phone, when she wasn't looking.
To Rach:
Lookin 4ward 2 seein ur hot Jewish ass again
P
To Noah,
Again thank you Noah, I am flattered, but you're not being very appropriate. Also speak properly!
Rachel
To Rachel:
You don't hav 2 txt us everytime its glee
Merc
To Rachel:
How the hell did u get my num berry! Delete it NOW!
Santana
At this text Rachel was a little scared, she tried to think of a reply that would stop Santana from murdering her as soon as they got to glee.
To Santana:
Im sorry, I took it from another Glee members phone. Consider it deleted
Rachel
Santana's pov:
I could have been a lot harsher in that text. I mean I didn't even call her man hands. I know I should try to be nicer to the glee kids, I do like them really, they are actually the only real friends I have, other than Brit and Quinn, but they're in glee so they count in that. I have to keep my rep up though, you know, to protect myself, and Brit, she needs me to be like this just as much as I do. Or maybe I just need her to need me… I'm thinking too much into this. Damn Berry, If she hadn't text me I never would have starting thinking things over.
She didn't actually delete the number, but she knew Santana wouldn't go near enough to her to actually check.
Rachel's pov
I can't wait until glee, I know the others get annoyed at me sometimes, but it's good to be enthusiastic. Santana scares me sometimes though; perhaps I shouldn't have sent her that text. Although it's nice to make an effort and be friendly, I'm sure one day she'll come around. I have the best ideas for a set list ever, I hope Mr Shue lets me speak today, and doesn't just start talking about journey, or worse, trying to rap.