Kurt was sat next to Sebastian on a bench outside of Dalton, his first day had been tiring and on top of that he had just walked around the school field in an attempt to tire out Diesel- who was currently chasing Jeff.

"So hot stuff how was your first day?" Sebastian asked, nudging Kurt with his shoulder

"Do you flirt with everyone or am I just special?" Kurt laughed

"I flirt with everyone but if you weren't with Elliott I'd be all over you" Sebastian said huskily

"Hey, don't you touch him," Elliott said, sitting next to Kurt "Unless you want him to touch you" Elliott said awkwardly

"Why would I want him when I have you" Kurt said. Grabbing Elliott's tie Kurt brought their lips together.

"I am offended!" Sebastian gasped in over exaggeration

"You're just jealous" Elliott said between kisses

"Jealous? I could have anyone I wanted" Sebastian snapped

"Oh really" Kurt said turning to look at Seb

"Yeah, I'll show you" Sebastian snapped standing up. "Jonathan!" Sebastian shouted to a boy that was walking past. He proceeded to walk up to the boy. He ended up pushing the other boy up against the wall kissing him fiercely

"I didn't know Jonathan was gay" Elliott murmured

"To be honest I don't think he has much of a choice" Trent said taking pictures on his phone, "Kurt, you're going to help me spread this around the school."

"I am?"Kurt questioned

"If you want to be popular, yes" Trent said simply "Come on" He said walking off

"I'll see you later, look after Jeff for me" Kurt smiled at Elliott before kissing him

"I can't promise anything" Elliott laughed back.

"Diesel!" Kurt called before following Trent; the puppy ran up to Kurt-jumping up trying to lick his face but falling short

"Okay, so there are three guys we have to find. They are some of the main guys to go to for gossip, besides me" Trent explained

"How do we find them?" Kurt asked

"Library, these three are responsible for all social media at Dalton. They promote our performances and spread pictures and rumours faster than wild fire." Trent laughed, leading Kurt down corridors that all looked the same. "Don't worry; you'll learn the lay out soon enough"

"I hope so" Kurt said as he and Diesel followed Trent into the library. It was deserted except for three boys on laptops. There wasn't even a librarian.

"Hey Chipmunks" Trent called to the three boys, they all turned around

"Trent, we've asked you to stop calling us that." The tallest boy said

"Oh come on, you're names are Alvin, Simon and Theodore and you all hang out together. Hell Simon even wears classes, the resemblance is uncanny" Trent laughed

"Whatever Sunshine what do you want." Simon spat

"Hi I'm Theodore," the shortest chubby boy said

"See what I mean, he is literally quoting the movie" Trent whispered, Kurt held back a laugh

"I'm Kurt" he smiled at the other boy

"So you're the new guy with the mutt" Alvin said, Diesel growled at him. Kurt hadn't heard Diesel growl before and was quiet surprised by the dog. However Kurt didn't stop him, Diesel was just protecting himself

"He is not a mutt he is a pedigree" Kurt snapped

"Whatever, Trent just tell us why you're here?" Simon sighed

"I got pictures, of Seb and Jonathan making out. How much for them?" Trent asked

"Twenty dollars" Alvin replied

"Then we'll take our business elsewhere" Trent retorted smoothly

"Thirty then" Simon added

"Deal," Trent replied, Alvin handed him the money and Trent emailed him the pictures

"Pleasure doing business with you gentle men" Trent said "Come on Kurt"

Kurt followed Trent out of the room in amazement

"Did you seriously just make $30 on some blurry photos of Sebastian?" Kurt asked in disbelief

"Fifteen, here's your cut" Trent said, handing Kurt $15

"What the hell?"

"Ok, you know in the real world newspapers buy stories and pictures off people" Kurt nodded "We do that here, they are bored rich kids with money to burn. If I make profit on Seb's actions it's not my fault"

"You do this a lot then?" Kurt asked

"All the time, the Chipmunks will now go to Seb and Jonathan, telling them they have the pictures. If they don't want it spreading rounds the school they will have to pay them not to print it in the school newspaper. It's surprisingly simple" Trent explained

"So basically blackmail."

"When you put it like that it sounds illegal" Trent said

"Black mail is illegal" Kurt stated

"Well one of us in here is bound to become a master criminal, I bet its Seb." Trent shrugged

"Trent!" Kurt whined, Trent whirled around and stopped Kurt in his tracks

"Look Kurt, you might have been all cute and innocent at McKinley but look where that got you, slushies every day, Puckerman tossing you in the dumpster and Azimio and Karofsky shoving you into the lockers. Dalton's a place you can be who you have to be and earn money doing it"

"How do you know about that?" Kurt asked

"Everyone knows you were bullied Kurt" Trent shrugged

"Yeah but you know specifics, you know names. How?" Kurt asked puzzled

"Because I transferred from McKinley" Trent said quietly "A couple of weeks before you visited, I was in that Spanish class that Miss Holiday covered."

"What? Why don't I know you?" Kurt asked completely shocked

"Because I didn't want you to. Kurt you were brave, you were out and proud. I was terrified. I dressed as "straight" as I could so the jocks wouldn't figure me out. As much as I love singing I didn't join the New Directions because I didn't want to be noticed." Trent rushed

"Why'd you transfer?" Kurt asked

"I was lonely; I hung around with a couple of guys I didn't fit in with. When I came out to my parents I told them what happened to you and they said I could transfer to a different school. I chose Dalton and I haven't looked back." Trent smiled sadly "You were so much braver than me"

"I still left though" Kurt said putting his hand on the shorter boys shoulder "I ran just like you, plus you stuck up for me against Karofsky in the Lima Bean"

"Because that bastard couldn't hurt me, I'd moved away and probably wouldn't see him again" Trent shrugged before lightening up "And now we are both here, part of the best show choir group ever" Trent sang

"I don't know yet, I haven't sung with you guys" Kurt laughed

"Ah but you will" Trent laughed as they linked arms and began to walk towards the hall for dinner, Diesel scampering at their side.

"What if you only got here a couple of weeks ago, how are you so popular?" Kurt asked, he'd had several classes with Trent that day and everyone seemed to know the boy.

"Because I'm a bitch who gossips" Trent shrugged "And I look good when doing it, and I make money. It's brilliant"

Kurt laughed as they walked into the hall

"There are my two bitches" Jeff shouted from the Warbler table

"Oh hell no you are not my pimp Jeff" Trent waved a hand in dismissal

"And Kurt's mine" added Sebastian

"Excuse me?" Kurt asked

"You heard," Sebastian smirked

"Wes, hit him for me" Kurt said sitting down next to Elliott and Trent sat next to him. Wes hit Sebastian with his gavel (Seriously does he bring that thing everywhere?)

"Kurt- you wound me" Sebastian winced

"I'm sure you'll get over it" Kurt shrugged

"Yeah Seb, you'll just find another guy at Scandals, get laid and forget all about Kurt" Blaine said

"Blaine, shut up" Sebastian hissed

"Why we all know you sleep around" Luke pointed out

"Everyone knows you sleep around" James added

"Come on guys lay off Seb; we don't need to fight again. Sectionals are in a week, we have to be at our strongest" Elliott called

"And we have to teach Kurt the routine and how to harmonize with us" Thad said

"What are we singing?" Kurt asked

"Hey soul sister, Blaine is lead" David revealed

"Again" Trent said under his breath

"Three" Muttered Nick

"Six" Jeff whispered back

"What even is the point?" Flint added

"Even I'm getting bored of it" whispered Blaine

"Then why do you audition for the solos?" Wes asked

"I feel pressured to do it, I always get it so I feel I have to try again next time" Blaine said

"Okay it's too late to change it for sectionals but Blaine, you don't have to audition for regional's" Thad said "Wes bang your gavel"

Wes happily hit the gavel on the table again but then suddenly jumped back, dropping the gavel on the floor

"Something just bit me!"

Everyone looked under the table to see Diesel. They puppy looked very proud of himself as he gripped the gavel between his teeth. Everyone started laughing.

"You keep hitting the table, he doesn't like it" Kurt explained

"If there are teeth marks on it you are going to pay Kurt" Wes hissed "I will bury you in the background of performances and will let you sing nothing apart from the parts of a ukulele"

"Diesel, come here boy" Kurt called gently, Diesel trotted up to his master and Kurt hauled him up onto his lap. "Who's a naughty puppy" Kurt cooed "Give me the gavel" He said putting his hand in front of the puppy's mouth- who carefully let it go, not wanting to give up the loud thing.

"See look, no teeth marks" Kurt said handing it over

"It's covered it dog saliva" Wes cried, Diesel barked at the boy, growling slightly

"Hey, stop it" Kurt said to the puppy, silencing him immediately.

"Diesel should be our new mascot" Blaine smiled cheerily

"Anderson, we are a glee club named after a bird, why would we have a dog as our mascot?"Sebastian snapped

"I don't know I just think he's cute" Blaine shrugged

"Anyway Pavarotti is our mascot" David pointed out

"Pavarotti?" Kurt asked

"He's a canary" Elliott whisper

"Fitting" Kurt whispered back

"Kurt are you insulting the bird?" Thad asked accusingly

"No, I would never" Kurt promised, trying not to laugh

"We're watching you Hummel, always watching" Wes said leaving the table

"You just better hope that puppy doesn't eat the bird" David said following Wes

"Or they'll be trouble" Thad added before following the other two council members

"They're joking right?" Kurt asked, the other remaining Warblers looked around sheepishly, all avoiding eye contact, "Right, Elliott"

"Just don't hurt the bird" Elliott said


I hoped you guys liked Trent's back story, I just love the little floof ball.
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