【interested】 ⇝klaine⇜

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11 February 20××

Hi. I'm Kurt Hummel, the gayest person you'll ever meet.......and the saddest.

So, my life isn't all that great. Both my parents died, my mom from cancer and my dad committed suicide after her. Aiya is my foster -ugh- mother and Tom is my foster dad. Aiya is an abusive shit and Tom's a coward that gives in to her every selfish need.

If you think that's bad then school is even worse. At school no one talks to me as a friend. Karofsky and his gang of stupid jocks beat me up just cause I was gay. No one else tried to step in when I'm being pinned up the locker in the fear of getting beat up with me. I don't blame them.

Enough of introducing myself, I'm already at school. Time to act normal and not look more like a freak, for talking to myself, than I already do.

7.35 am....

I walk in as everyone looks at me. I bump into Puck on the way.

'Great. Dumpster guy has come.' I groan but not out loud so as to not give Puck another reason to beat me up. I mutter a sorry and try to get away but of course it isn't that easy. I get held by the collar and thrown to another jock.

"You're so fucking heavy, you know that sissy?" the jock groans. 'Like I didn't know. No lunch today I guess.'

I rolled my eyes on impulse. Quickly regretting it, hoping he didn't see it. But I'm never lucky am I?

"Did you just fucking roll your eyes at me?!" the jock spat at my face. I couldn't wipe it off as I'm quickly thrown to the dumpster. 'Ughh, did someone vomit in here today?'

As if he read my mind, Puck informs nobody in particular, "Oh yeah, someone came drunk and puked it there. No wonder it smelled gross. Or maybe it was just the gay boy." which made no sense at all but the other jocks laughed anyways.

I scoff but realise soon that my jacket now was stained with alcohol vomit. 'Amazing. Tom gave it to me for my birthday. Guess I won't be warm anytime soon. Maybe I can get a jacket from the lost and found.'

I get out and notice that class had already started. I didn't even hear the bell. What?

8:01 am.....

Despite that I still slowly make my way to the trash and throw the now-stained jacket while quickly walking to the lost and found box. I find a decent looking jacket that was black and looked simple but had white stripes down the side. I put it on and checked myself out in the mirror.

Fat.

I crawl my way to the toture room which was called English 1.

I walk in the class and do the usual, the teacher scolds me, I remark back, the class laughs, I get detention. Simple. Not that I mind detention, it gives me a reason to stay away from home.

I sit down at the back and start to admire my crush, Blaine Anderson. His cute curls that struggle it's way out of the grasp of the gel that is overused at the top of his head. His charming smile that makes all the girls and even some guys, like me, swoon over. His sparkling eyes that never seem to run out of curiosity.

The down part is that he would never like me since he isn't gay and even if he was, who would like me? An ugly, useless, good for nothing, sissy boy.

Class is over by the time I'm done counting all the flaws I have. Not really all of them. My whole existence is a flaw so....

I make my way to the locker and Rachel Berry starts walking my way with her pig tails swishing side to side everytime her short heeled shoes clanked against the cement tiles of the school ground.