Thank you all so much for the reviews! They make me a very happy camper :D I'm sorry these chapters are really short, I just don't know a lot about Sam yet (though I can't wait to find out, he has so much potential for an amazing character) So here is Chapter 3! I hope you enjoy!
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"Dammit! Why am I such an idiot!" Sam shouted, making the librarian turn to give him a loud "SHH!"
"Sam, calm down," Kurt whispered patiently. "It's just a small mistake, it happens—
"Yeah," Sam said bitterly. "It happens to me a lot. Shit, Kurt, I thought I had this."
"You do… we just need to work on it a little more is all." Kurt hesitantly put his hand on Sam's shoulder, who appreciated the gesture.
"Sorry… for yelling."
"Don't worry about it. Look it's really only a minor mistake. You just confused the letters is all." Kurt said with all sincerity, "You're not stupid, Sam."
Sam looked up into Kurt's face and saw nothing but honesty. "Thanks." He said with a smile. "Hey do you think you could help me outside of school? I don't think two hours a week is gonna be enough…" he trailed off wondering if he had crossed a line or something. Kurt, however, just looked surprised.
"Sure," he said. "I mean if you're… comfortable… with that."
Sam and Kurt laid out a schedule (working around Football and Cheerio's practice,) and found that the weekend was the best time to put in the extra tutoring.
So Sam showed up at Kurt's house early on Saturday. Sam was surprised at how small Kurt's house was. With all the fancy stuff the boy wears Sam thought his parents might be loaded.
"Hey Sam," Kurt greeted at the door. "Come on in."
The interior of Kurt's house was just as modest as the outside, Sam noticed. Except for the big screen T.V. Bet the football game looks amazing on that thing, he thought. While Kurt went to get drinks Sam looked around the family photos hanging on the wall. There weren't that many but one in particular did stand out. It was big family portrait, square in the middle, of a young couple and their baby son. Sam couldn't help but smile at baby Kurt. Even as an infant he had that same smirk.
"Ready Sam? My room's downstairs… Oh God what are you looking at?"
Sam pointed at the photo. "Just you as a baby," he said with a laugh. "You still look just as… superior." That made Kurt laugh, making Sam feel much less guilty about looking around in someone else's house. Time to change the subject, he thought as he and Kurt made their way down the steps into Kurt's basement room (which was much less modest than the upstairs.)
"So uh… where are your parents?"
"Dad's at the garage… auto garage." He answered to Sam's confusion. "He's a mechanic."
"Oh, cool. How bout your mom?"
At that Kurt froze for a moment before pulling out his books and taking a seat on the couch. "She died," he said, not meeting Sam's eyes. "Nine years ago."
"Oh," Sam said taking a seat next to Kurt. "I'm sorry—
"Don't worry about it," Kurt said in a rush. "It was a long time ago"
The boys sat still for a long time before Kurt broke the silence. "So uh… yeah… conjugating verbs…"
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I know, I know. It's still a pretty short chapter. I'm hoping that as the season goes on I can write more but hopefully you guys like what I got! Thank you so much for the reviews, and please keep reviewing! It gives me my fuel! 3