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I don't own anything, except the plot, and Original Characters. No profit is being made.
Oh! and for those of you who care... I got all A's on my exams! Yes! *raises hands in air*
Yup I'm a nerd, proud of it! Yeah...
Anywho, here ya go!
-JC
The 27th of November, Friday, the day after Thanksgiving. The sun wasn't even up yet, but Kurt was oh so definitely awake. Usually, he would be out with Rachel and Mercedes, shopping for the greatest sales on Black Friday, but he just didn't feel like wasting money on some useless stuff anyway. So instead, he lay on the bed he was provided, the one in the guest bedroom, which was previously Calvin's bedroom before he and Finn moved out.
It definitely wasn't the Thanksgiving he expected, in fact it wasn't special at all… Don't get him wrong, he loved his family, especially the fact that Calvin announced that he was dating, which Kurt was totally happy for, but nothing eventful happened really.
Kurt turned to his side to see the moonlight high above the sky. It was very bright, but Kurt could see that it still wasn't full, there was still that little part missing, that one little crescent shape. Kurt turned around, trying to fall asleep when he saw the lights turn on outside the guest bedroom and assumed that it was Finn, mainly because his hulking footsteps filled the hallways soon after
Kurt sighed, not really feeling very helpless, but just, somewhat hopeless. That feeling a child felt when they got a shirt when they thought his present was a dinosaur, or her present was a doll; Kurt felt like that. It was fun to say the least. They ate, laughed, watched a little football; it was a totally normal Thanksgiving with Burt, Carole, Finn, Rachel and Calvin.
Two days before: November 25
By now, the weather was starting to get too low that the children, instead of being outside and playing, were instead suggested to go to the gym to play. The securities were available to watch the kids so Kurt opted to take a good rest back in his classroom. "Hey there" A man, about the same height as Kurt, probably taller or shorter depending on what shoes they both wore, knocked on his classroom door.
"Oh! Hey Nico, what's up?" Kurt wiped the crumbs of food that hung around his mouth a napkin, his mouth still kind of full.
Nico entered the classroom and sat on one of the tiny chairs the kids sat in, pulling it out of the small table. "Nothing as of recent…" A short pause as Kurt took a bite out of his tuna sandwich. "One can usually find Mr. Kurt Hummel dining as the children played during recess. Let me ask this: Why the sudden change of heart?"
"Oh nothing…" His word trailed on, suggesting another meaning behind it. The next day was Thanksgiving and Blaine would stay over with him and his family.
"Oh really? Is there some sort of hidden agenda being plotted behind that mind of yours Mr. Hummel?"
Should he tell Nico of this? Nico was only a workmate after all, nothing much more than that really. Sure they said hello's every now and then but over the three months that Kurt worked at this school, they really haven't talked. Maybe it's time to change that. "What? Can't I just be happy for the holidays?"
Nico nodded in agreement. "Well, I suppose so, but you, Mr. Kurt Hummel, haven't really shown any kind of happiness since you began your job. I guess it's fair to say, that I wonder what caused it… If you don't mind my curiosity."
"God Nico!" Kurt laughed a little, causing Nico to stare at him with raised eyebrows.
"Yes?"
"I…I'm a grown man," Nico nodded again, which caused Kurt to get uneasy. "And I find the way you talk, kind of hard to understand! How do you keep up with the kids? And please, just call me Kurt."
"I have multiple ways of talking Mr. Kurt." Kurt's phone rang, it was almost 12:30, meaning the kids would be back at anytime. "Well then, that is my cue. Until the time we talk again, I bid you adieu." He groaned as Nico left, now he knew why they never really talked before.
"Okay kids! Have a Happy Thanksgiving!" Kurt opened the door from which the kids exited. Like always, he waved goodbye to them, each and everyone waving goodbye back.
"Bye Mr. Hummel!" One little boy gave Kurt's stomach a hug. The teacher replied by hugging the little kid and sending him of with a wave. A couple more kids hugged him goodbye, and soon enough, every single one was outside, except for Alice.
The girl looked out the doorway, Kurt still holding it open, looking for her father, but Blaine didn't arrive yet. Feeling the cold enter the building, Kurt put his hand on her shoulder. "Come on Alice, let's wait for your papa inside."
"Ok Mr. Hummel." The duo sat down on the stairs, Alice was still a bit uneasy. The little girl kept looking at the door for Blaine, making Kurt a little bit uncomfortable as well. Blaine had never been this late before. He looked at the wall clock and saw that it was already ten minutes past. Kurt had the urge to call Blaine, see if anything was wrong, but decided not to, and put his phone back.
"Ok, then. Come on Alice." Kurt stood up and Alice soon followed, heading back into the classroom. She held on to Kurt's hand with her free arm, causing Kurt to look back at her with a smile.
Alice sat in the classroom as she usually did. To her, it felt weird being in the room with only Mr. Hummel there, and not any of her friends. It has been hard, because trying to write with the left hand is hard, but Mr. Hummel was nice; he didn't want to be hard on her so he didn't give her sentences to write and all other work that made her write a lot.
"Alice?" Mr. Hummel called, Alice felt like she was in trouble, because whenever they were in the classroom, Mr. Hummel only ever called anyone if they did something bad. But no, she forgot. Class was over, and Mr. Hummel was now Kurtie? Mr. Hummel was erasing the board and was putting away his stuff in his bag. She waited until he was done to give an answer. "When did the doctor say your cast was gonna go off?"
"Uh… Mr. Doctor said next week! I'm so happy! Because this thing is itchy!" Alice scratched the hardness that is her cast, trying to get to the itch, but failed to do so. "And it's stinky."
Mr. Hummel giggled. It sounded like a girl's, but that's what made Mr. Hummel special! At least that's what her papa told her. Suddenly, a ding-dong sounded around the room. Alice knew that sound, it was Mr. Hummel's phone.
He took it out and answered. The way he talked in the phone was funny, because nothing made sense! "Hi"… "Oh Yeah! She's fine!"… "Yeah she's right here!" … "Okay, we'll be out" … "See you later!" Mr. Hummel looked at Alice right after he put his bag on. "Alice, your papa's here! Come on! let's go." Mr. Hummel walked around the room, getting a lot of papers. It looked like he was hurrying up, probably because he wanted to see her papa. Alice smiled, she liked being with Kurtie.
Kurt grabbed the stuff he needed for the Thanksgiving break; though he promised himself that this weekend would be about him and Blaine, it didn't hurt that he plan the lesson and grade some of the kids' homework, at least some of them so that he wouldn't fall behind. He ushered Alice out the door, one of his hands filled with folders that held the quizzes, and the lesson plan.
Kurt opened the door to see that Blaine was already inside the building. Kurt thought for a minute and though that he probably came in through the main entrance. The man looked a little bit despondent, his head down on the floor, and shoulders slumped, but as soon as Alice came to his view, a front was made; Blaine looked amused to see his daughter, but on the inside, Kurt saw right through it, the emotion was definitely different.
He approached the parent, locking the classroom door as the school rules dictated. Blaine struggled to hold up the smile as Kurt neared by. "Hey Blaine." Kurt greeted with a smile. "Can't wait for tomorrow!" He gave the man a slight peck on the cheek, which didn't seem to phase Blaine at all. The man simply looked away from Kurt, a look of indifference on his face. Kurt wondered why Blaine was so down. In his head, Kurt thought that Blaine would be as excited as he would be, but apparently he wasn't. If Kurt knew Blaine, something was wrong. He only saw this once before, when Alice was kidnapped by Julia.
He thought that he would never have to see this side of Blaine again, but here it was, in front of Kurt, looming over whatever it was Kurt didn't know. He was about to ask what was wrong, but Alice also had the same idea. "Papa, what's wrong?" Blaine looked up at the girl he held up in his arms, his melancholic reverie broken, and looked at Kurt, who stared at him, wanting an answer as well.
"Oh, uh, nothing."
"Blaine," He put his free hand on the said man's shoulder, giving it a slight tug. "You know you can tell me everything, right?"
"No, it's fine… I-I uh I gotta go." Blaine hurried and turned the corner rather early. Kurt was right though, Blaine did come from the main entrance.
Alice waved good-bye as Blaine walked through the hallway.
"See you tomorrow?" Kurt somewhat asked for confirmation, but no reply was made. Instead, Blaine just kept walking, Alice in hand.
Kurt stood in front of his mirror, adjusting the collar of his top and adjusting his belt. He combed his hair one more time before applying hairspray. With one final look and twirl, he smiled, satisfied with a job well done.
Blaine was gonna meet him at his parent's house, so a quick text telling Blaine the address was in order.
Kurt arrived at the familiar street, but refused to go inside without Blaine and Alice. He waited in his car, waiting for Blaine's call. He hummed a familiar tune that came out a couple of months ago as he stared at his phone. The clock read a quarter before six. It was early, but better be early than late.
An hour and a half passed, and Blaine still didn't give him anything. Kurt stared at his phone and quickly typed a message.
Hey, are you ok? -K
Ten minutes passed, and still nothing.
Blaine? You're making me nervous. please call. -K
It was almost eight o'clock, and still no reply from Blaine. Kurt looked around, not really fixing his eyes on anything, thinking the worst possible scenarios. Where could Blaine be? He could feel his heart beat quickly, never before has this ever happened to him. Did Blaine stand me up? Is this why he was avoiding me yesterday? Kurt thought more negative thoughts as a knock on the window nearly made his heart jump out his chest. He looked at the figure with a smile, thinking it was Blaine, but instead he saw Calvin.
"Hey! What are you doing in there? Come on inside! Dad's waiting for you." Kurt hesitatingly left the confines of his car, pulling out the keys, and opening the door. Calvin went ahead, encouraging Kurt to go accompany him as he headed for the house. With one last plea for hope, he looked beyond the street's horizon, looking for a familiar vehicle, but sadly, the street was empty.
Kurt slumped his shoulders, shaking his head as he curled his lips in sadness, walking exactly like Blaine from the day before.
Any guesses on what's up with Blaine?
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You know what? Having scheduled updates... isn't really working for me... It's like i'm adding pressure to myself, soo...
Just expect at least one update a week.
OH! We've passed 100 reviews! YAY! Angst is a funny way to commemorate, right?
Yay! Well, till the next update!
-JC