You Know I Love You [boyxboy]

Senior Year

Third week of August, 20XX

Kurt Hummel was officially a senior, waking up on his first day of senior year at William McKinley high school and already dreading it.

Shoving off the light blankets, it was still warm weather and luckily it was going to be a cool day, Kurt dragged himself to the bathroom then to his closet where his uniform was hanging. Plain grey trousers, not pleated thank goodness, white button down and a cardigan bearing the school's shield stitched with red and white thread. Of course, if you had your soul mate tattoo on your wrist, you were able to a band to cover it. Or you could break with the practice and show it off which many students did.

He didn't like the uniform and wish he could wear something different. Even the Cheerios, the cheerleading club at the school, were able to wear their cheer uniforms on game days; a lucky break from the rather ugly uniform the school board voted on nearly two decades ago.

Apparently, or so Kurt gathered from the few times he heard from classmates' parents during Open House in elementary school, the idea of gangs and gang violence in innocent little Lima, Ohio was enough to start implementing the use of school uniforms. To Kurt, it was just a way of institutionalizing school life and he didn't like that part at all. He preferred his fashionable clothing and had a closet full of clothes and a large dresser filled with accessories. Privately he kept a locked online blog that had all of his outfits complete with detailed listings on each item worn. It was tedious work but he was happy to experiment with different articles of clothing.

Kurt yanked on his trousers, zipped and buttoned them up and slipped a brown leather belt through loops then expertly knotted the tie under the up turned collar. There was no wrist band for him since he had yet to get his 'mate's name. He looked like he was ready for church or to head to an office job. He made a face in the bathroom mirror as he styled his hair.

Upstairs, the house was quiet and almost eerie if he wasn't used to it.

His mother had died when he was in third grade and his father never remarried. Kurt missed her desperately in the beginning and with the start of high school, he had no one.

Kurt, despite his somewhat feminine appearance and well spoken ways, had no one to call a friend much less a best friend.

It wasn't that he didn't try, it was hard to be honest with himself about what he was and it was hard to be that way with a stranger. They will judge and make snap decisions and that made Kurt physically cringe.

His father Burt Hummel, owned his own business a tire repair shop where he worked long hours. Burt left early in the morning, the only sign of him left behind was an empty coffee mug and a plate with some toast crumbs. Being a small business owner meant that he had to work long hours, getting there early and working late into the evening.

To Kurt it felt like he and his dad were two people living in one house. Kurt missed talking with someone; he had no siblings and with his father out of the house for most of the day and part of the evening. There were times where he wondered what it would like to have a sibling whether they be older or younger.

What Kurt did want aside from friends was someone to love him for who he was. There wasn't exactly a bustling gay community here and he was sure that he was the only gay guy in the entire high school student body. He didn't hide who he was but he made sure to keep it to himself. If someone asked, which no one ever did, he would be reluctant to admit it because of he was scared of being hurt because of it.

He liked musicals, fashion (despite the stupid uniform mandate) and cooking and baking though he had no one to cook for except himself and his dad.