Just so you know, the class that happened to me in wasn't Math, it was Economics, just so you know.
I sat in one of the stalls face buried in my hands, crying my eyes out. It's a good thing that most of the time the boy's restroom is empty. I thought for sure I was safe until I heard the door open, I put a hand over my mouth, some tears still sliding down my cheeks. I accidently let out a little sob, I cursed myself as I hoped the person hadn't heard that.
"Hello? Are you okay?" The person asked, stopping in front of the stall I was in. He had a high pitched voice that sounded familiar.
"Chandler? Those look like your shoes. Honey are you okay?" He asked and that when I realized it was Kurt.
I tried to collect myself as I opened the door slowly, whipping some tears on my sleeve. When Kurt saw me he looked like his heart had broken in two.
"What happe- it was Sebastian wasn't it? C'mon let's go tell Blaine." Kurt said angrily, grabbing my hand and leading me out the door.
"Wait, it's only second period we can't just interrupt his class." I said my voice still a little shaky.
"He's in history, he'll thank us. Plus this is an important, the teacher will understand." Kurt reassured, reaching into one of his pockets, pulling out a packet of tissues and offered them to me.
I was just going to take one, but Kurt pushed the whole package to me.
"I have like a bunch of them in my backpack, Blaine has bad allergies around this time." He explained.
I clutched the gift from the angel to my chest feeling a bit happier. We made our way through the hallway and stopped at the history room, Kurt popped his head in.
"Ms. Holliday?" Kurt asked, interrupting her performance of Queen Catherine, "Could we borrow Blaine?"
I didn't have to see to tell that Blaine had looked right up from his notes and was now beaming, just because he was looking at Kurt.
"What for?" Ms. Holliday asked, it wasn't mean it was more concerned.
"Um, you see..." Kurt said, moving so she could see me.
One look at my red eyes and she told Blaine that he was needed out in the hall. The boy that made Kurt smile like no one else hurried out to meet us.
"What's wrong?" Blaine asked concerned, eyes going from Kurt to me, his eyes, for once, lingered on me.
"Sebastian."
That's all Kurt had to say and Blaine immediately understood.
"We should tell Ms. Holliday." Blaine said, motioning back into the classroom.
"Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed, obviously Kurt wanted more violent punishment for Sebastian.
"Sweetie, if I start a fight in school I'll get expelled." Blaine explained, an arm going around the brunet's waist, "After school however is another story."
Kurt turned to smile at Blaine kissing him on the cheek. After that Blaine called Ms. Holliday out and we told her about everything.
"Did he hit you at all?" Ms. Holliday asked.
Kurt was about to yell at her but she just put a hand out to stop him, "Just asking."
I shook my head, "No."
"But that amount of verbal abuse should be enough to get him suspended at least right?" Kurt asked desperate.
"I'm afraid not. All he'll get is detention for probably a month." She said, crossing her arms crossed her chest, "At least that's probably what Mr. Figgins will say."
"What that's totally not fair!" Kurt said disgusted.
"I don't make the rules." Was all Ms. Holliday then she went back into the classroom, telling Blaine he could stay out as long as was needful.
"Blaine." Kurt said, looking at a spot on the wall across from us.
"Yes?" He asked, not sure what Kurt was going to say next.
"When you beat up Sebastian make sure you break some bones." The brunet growled.
"I was planning to." Blaine responded.
This made me smile a little bit, it was comforting to know that I had people who cared about me.
I went the rest of the day in fear of running into Sebastian, fortunately I didn't and at lunch all Kurt could talk about was how he was planning to murder said boy, but afterwards he began to tell me about the theater program here. That made me excited I've always loved to act and by the way Kurt was talking about it, it seemed that the program here was actually really good. I volunteered to show me around after school, until Blaine reminded him that they had a date and Kurt was about to cancel it until I told him that I knew where the theater was and that I was a big boy and could go check it out myself.
That's when my life go flipped upside down.
I walked into the auditorium, the lights were on and the stage looked so bright and inviting, I began to make my way towards it, until I heard some singing;
Hey, Hey we are a hurricane, drop our anchors in the storm
Sebastian came out, a paint brush in his hand, he sang as he climbed him on the ladder, a paint can precariously placed on the top.
Hey, they will never be the same, a fire in a glass to keep us warm '
He began to paint the top of a card board house.
Cause they know, I know that they don't look like me
Oh, they know, I know that they don't sound like me
That's when he looked back and saw me, I must have startled him, because he fell off the ladder, he was only a few feet up, but it still sounded like it hurt when he hit the ground. The paint can falling off from the vibration of him falling, paint spilling all over the fallen boy. I would have felt bad for him if I didn't think that he deserved it.
However, I gasped and dropped my stuff and ran over to him, I moved the now empty can away, and kneeled down next to him.
"Are you okay?" I asked, sure he was a jerk and I kind of hated him, but I would never actually want him to get hurt.
And no it's not because I like him or anything, I just don't like seeing people get hurt.
He groaned a little, opening his eyes he looked like he was in pain.
"What are you doing in here?" He asked, grunting as he sat up, a hand on his back which he must've hurt when he hit the floor.
"I could ask you." I said.
He looked at me and I shrank few feet, looking down at the ground.
"This is what I'm doing for detention." Sebastian explained.
Suddenly he tilted my head up to look at him, I instinctively fought against him.
"Hey, hey Blondie relax I'm not going to hurt you." Sebastian said, not letting go of me.
"My name's Chandler." I said, it was supposed to come out confident and sort of snappy, but it came out as a small squeak.
"Chandler, I just wanted to say that I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean to make you cry, I just, sometimes I can't control my mouth and I say mean things, but that's just who I am I'm snarky and a total douchebag, but never think for one second that I would ever hurt you." He said sincerely, I had never noticed what a pretty color of green his eyes were.
Even if he meant what he said, I still wasn't ready to forgive him, so I moved away, this time he let me, I got up to leave, when he grabbed my hand.
"What?" I asked, it sounded a bit more confident.
"I need help getting up, I really hurt my back with that fall." he said looking up at me.
Why did he have to be attractive?
I grabbed both of his hand, trying to pull him up with all my might, I was never really strong. I then tugged with all my strength, and he was on his feet, however, I was on my way to the ground. He grabbed me around the waist, pulling me into his arms.
"Are you okay?" He asked, looking down at me with those gorgeous green eyes.
Wait? Gorgeous? No, no only Kurt was gorgeous!
I nodded my head, still standing there in his embrace, he had really strong arms and his chest was firm, he must work out.
Realizing that we had been standing like this for about five minutes I moved away, quickly going over to my stuff and making my way to the door.
"I'll make it up to you." Sebastian suddenly blurted out, but for I left.
I looked back at him, confused as to what he meant.
"For making you cry, I'll make it up to you." He said, a beautiful smile finding its way onto his lips.
Before my face could turn completely red, went out the door, leaving Sebastian to deal with the painty mess he was left with.