The first day of school has always been hard for me. Ever since I took a leap of faith and came out Sophmore year, even before I came out, people always seemed to find a reason to pick on me, whether it's because of my clothes, my interests, or the way I act. It's not my fault I'm gay, I mean, who would choose to be ridiculed and bullied every day just for showing who they are?
"Kurt, come on! We're gonna be late for glee!" Rachel Berry, one of my sorta friends, reminds me snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Right sorry," I reply, following her to the choir room.
As we make our way to Glee's home, I spot Dave Karofsky and Azimio Adams in the muddle of students walking towards us.
Not wanting to get Rachel involved with my bullies, I mutter to her, "I'll be there in a sec, I uh, forgot my sheet music."
She shrugs and enters the choir room greeting her boyfriend, otherwise known as my stepbrother Finn. I take a sharp breath when I hear an all too familiar voice behind me.
"Hey, there ladyboy," Karofsky greets, slamming me into the lockers.
"What do you want from me?" I ask through gritted teeth, trying to bite back any remarks to the rude name.
Azimio moves to the other side of Dave and gives me a smug look, "You think you can just prance around this school, spreading your fairy dust?"
"Just like how you two are always spreading your nasty B.O.?"
"What did you just say to me, Hummel?" Karofsky snaps.
I take a deep breath, trying to gather all of my courage, "You heard me."
"What's going on here?" Will Schuester questions appearing behind the two bullies.
"Nothing, Mr. Schue, just asking Kurt a homework question," Azimio lies.
Mr. Schuester catching the lie, easily lets it slide, "You should get to class."
They leave listening to Mr. Schuester. He turns to me, scanning over my body, checking for any damage.
"You alright?"
"Fine," I dismiss, brushing past his teacher into the choir room.
I head straight for Mercedes, my best friend, to talk to her about the monstrosity of an outfit that she is wearing. The class continues with Mr. Schuester telling us our assignment for this week. We have to find a song that shows a deeper side to us. A song that doesn't have smoke and mirrors, but one that expresses who we are. I groan internally, trying to figure out what I am going to do for this week. All I ever do is all smoke and mirrors; being vulnerable has always been a challenge to me. I've always had to close my self off, so I don't get hurt. The bell rings dismissing us to our next classes. The day goes on as it usually does, getting shoved into lockers, a daily slushie facial generally in the morning, gossip, glee club, the Rachel Berry 'look at me I'm so amazing' show. After school, I typically grab a coffee at the Lima Bean; most Mckinley students don't go there, so it's a bully-free zone for me.
"Can I get a grande non-fat mocha and a frozen caramel macchiato?" I request to the worker at the coffee shop.
"Are you sure I can't pay you back?" Mercedes pleads.
I scoff, "Oh please, Mercedes, this is my treat. We are going to have some much-needed girl talk."
"Alright, but next time I'm paying," she compromises.
We grab our coffees and sit at a table facing each other.
"So what's been on your mind, white boy?" she laughs. "Any boy's caught your eye?"
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Nobody Loves Me Like You Do
FanfictionKurt Hummel has always found his social life at school to be a challenge. His only real friends are in the Glee club. Bullies seem to find a reason to pick on him. It all changes when one day Kurt decides to get coffee at the Lima Bean and ends up e...
