AN: A little optismistic Kurt set before the pilot. Hope you enjoy. Inspired by lyrics from "One Day Too Late" by Skillet
The ringing of the alarm clock interrupted the fitful sleep he had been in. He never slept well the night before the first day of a school year. He had thought his anxiety of starting a new year had been bad last year, before starting high school but it turned out to be peaceful compared to last night's attempt at sleep. After falling out of bed twice during the night, he had just admitted defeat and move his pillow and blanket to the floor.
Now he reluctantly arose from his makeshift bed and turned off the alarm clock before the ongoing noise brought his father to the room to make sure he got up. The last thing he needed was for his father to find out about his restless nights because he would insist on wanting to know what was wrong. Kurt knew that his father meant well, but he also knew he felt guilty for so many things. Kurt wasn't about to let him feel guilty for the cruelty of the kids at school. He had absolutely not intention of telling his father about dreaming all night about being chased home with kids with urine filled water balloons, something that Kurt knew was caused by the fact that his classmates had ended last school year by doing just that.
But that was last year. It was in the past. Perhaps the immature jocks had grown up over the summer months and he wouldn't have to face getting things thrown at him or being tossed in a dumpster.
This year was going to be different, Kurt could feel it. He was going to hold his head up high as he walked into McKinley High. He was going to dress how he wanted to and ignore any teasing remarks sent his way. He was going to be a proud member of the Glee Club, which they would somehow find a way to make successful. This was the beginning of his Sophomore year and everything was a clear slate.
This was going to be the best year ever.