Misfits

Friends in Low Places

Rachel's POV

     I walked through the school doors and immediately saw my friends. Kurt, my best friend out of all of them. We've known each since third grade and we both have the same dream for Broadway. We'd probably be the schools "it" couple if he wasn't gay. Out of all my friends, Kurt understands me the most.
     Mercedes is the diva of the group. She's probably the only one who wears bright colors and sparkly accessories. I honestly don't even know how we because friends but she's cool.
     Tina is the Asian one. Yes, every group has at least one Asian. It just happens. She's extremely shy. The only one she's really comfortable around is Artie.
     Speaking of which, Artie is the one is the wheel chair. He's quite the dancer, even if it's just him moving his arms in circular motions. He's also pretty good at wheelies.
     "Look who we have," a voice said behind me. As I turned, a grape slushie flew into my face. I hear laughing. My visions clear as I wipe my eyes. It's Noah "Puck" Puckerman and Finn Hudson. The quarterback.
     Finn looked down at his shoes as Puck continued laughing.
     "Lady gay face is here I see. Honestly, I'm quite surprised. But who would we have to hang with, right?" he said as he shoved Kurt into the locker. Kurt slid to the ground.
     "Hey jerk wad, leave my friend alone," I said.
     He turned to me. I backed into the locker, trying to get away from him.
     "If I were you," he said. "I wouldn't be talking to me like that."
     Finn stepped in. He pulled Puck back away from my still soaking wet face and clothes.
     "Dude, stop. It's not cool," he said.
     "Alright, whatever," Puck said as he started walking away. Finn turned to me and nodded in my direction with a small smirk.
     When he turned around, I rolled my eyes. I walked to where Kurt was and held out my hand. He took it and I pulled it up.
     "Are you ok?" I asked him.
     "Yeah I'm fine. Are you?"
     "I'll be much better after I get cleaned up."
     He hugged me slightly, trying to keep his clothes clean but still be comforting. I smiled at his attempt. I left to get cleaned in the bathroom.
     'This year's off to a great start,' I thought as I entered the bathroom door.

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