June 4, 2013, 9:37 a.m.
The True Power: Chapter 16
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A month has gone by and I've hardly noticed. Maybe it's because I'm happy, constantly having fun? Time seems to be flying rather than dragging lately, now I'm not miserable. Of course this has nothing to do with Blaine being my boyfriend for a month. And by nothing, I mean everything.
Yet, sometimes, I still can't believe he's real. Sometimes I forget and I'll be walking from one class to another and I'll feel someone grab my hips and I almost flinch, memories of being slammed into a wall flooding me, but instead, I receive a kiss on the cheek and I like that scenario a whole lot more. The day after we got together, we walked into the common room hand in hand and I could feel everyone's eyes on us. We planned what we were going to do before we strolled in. Everyone was sitting around like we had hoped , so we made our way over to the empty sofa and sat. Blaine put his arm around my shoulders which then allowed me to rest my head on his chest where we just sat there talking to each other and very aware of the looks and whispers from everyone in the room. Blaine then got up and asked,
I'm not exaggerating when I say that Puck just about squealed. Out of all the people, the guy who acts like and thinks he's a badass, hitting on everyone, squeals at two gay guys. I simply nod and, right there, in front of everyone, Blaine planted a kiss right on my lips. It lasted for a good 10 seconds before we broke apart.
That's when the smug little ass turned to say,
"By the way, we're dating. So, hands off."
He then turns to Puck, "And that means you as well, Puckerman," he says with a wink.
The room was silent, Blaine sauntering off towards the kitchen.
"I ship it," Puck muttered.
All eyes moved to him but he was lost, a dreamy look appearing on his face. Until he realised everyone was watching, then he cleared his throat awkwardly. The room burst into laughter, teasing him playfully.
Apart from that, my favourite moments of our relationship are definitely the kisses and make out sessions we've been having.
I'm walking to see Sue alone before class, having received a message that she wanted to see me for some reason, and just replaying moments over again in my mind when I come across Brad and his piano.
You may be thinking, 'that's normal', but no, it's not. This guy has a piece of string, attached to his piano, and he drags it everywhere with him. Everywhere. He talks to it as well, like it can hear him. Or answer him. Yes, many people talk to inanimate objects, usually when they are angry, but no, Brad talks to his piano as though in a relationship with it.
Secretly, we call them 'Briano.' But, despite the strangeness of the situation, the guy looks happy and who am I to judge? So, as I pass, I greet him.When I get to the practice room, where Sue has requested to see me, I notice her setting up an obstacle course; I'm guessing it's for us to complete. Lovely.
She must have sensed my presence, as she quickly turns and throws a dodge ball at me. I catch, not hesitating for a second.
"Good work, Porcelain," that's her nickname for me. She likes to comment on my skin, and how it's so white it looks like I'm going to break if touched or how lucky I am when it comes to Halloween, because I can haunt people. At first I didn't know if I should be offended or take it as a compliment. What does it matter? It's Sue, and I'm going to be stuck with the name for life, just like Rachel is stuck with 'Hobbit.'
I feel for her, I really do. Every lesson, and I mean every single lesson, Sue manages to fit at least two Lord of the Rings jokes in. I find it rather impressive; she never uses the same one twice. But don't tell Rachel that.
"Throw that in the hoop and come take a seat," she points to the cart full of balls. With no effort at all, I sling the ball to the right of me and don't either bother looking to see if it went in. I knew it would. I don't mean to gloat, but I'm very good with my precision and reflexes, especially now, all thanks to the training.
I sit, wondering why Sue dragged me out of bed so early and what she wanted to talk about. I could've been sitting with Blaine, enjoying my breakfast instead.
"Alright Porcelain, you're probably wondering why I asked you to come down here," startled, I panic for a moment that she can read minds. It seems like she can, sometimes.
"I was looking through your file, like we do with all the students at this time in the year, and you are the one who has progressed the most."
A feeling of pride and accomplishment surges through me but I focus my attention back. Sue hasn't finished.
"You're the strongest here, well, you and Anderson were always the strongest, but your reports the highest scores I've seen in years."
I'm glad all my work has paid off. I have been working so freaking hard trying to keep everything under control. When I look back, Sue's got a frown on her face. Okay for Sue, a frown isn't unusual, but this frown was different. It's got worry in it. I need to push her for more information. "And is this a problem, or something? I mean, isn't this a good thing?"
"Of course it's a good thing. But that doesn't mean it can't also be a bad thing. Look, Kurt," she stops and sighs. This next part must be serious for her to use Kurt, and not Casper or Hummel, or even Porcelain.
"Having the amount of power and strength you do is good, excellent in fact. But, sometimes the people who hold it… make the wrong decisions. They choose to use it for evil, the power going to their head and controlling them."
She makes sure I'm still listening, looking up.
"But I would never do that. Not after all I've been through."
She touches my hand and that's when I realise how worried she actually is. Physical contact from Sue is as common as a blue moon.
"You may not mean to and think that you never would but sometimes it just… happens. The kindest people in the world get wrapped up in power and can't let go. I'm only telling you now because your emotions take a key part in the control you have and you know that.“
I nod, almost frantically.
"One day you might let your anger get the better of you. You might flick that switch and cross the line and once you're there, it's difficult to bring you back. I'm only suggesting extra practices, just to make sure it never happens. You're a good kid, Kurt. A good kid who could do a whole load of good to the world, especially with your powers. Just remember that. Now, the rest of the class should be here soon, so I'm going to finish setting up."
Her hand left mine and I sat still, in shock. I go to speak but find my voice has gone. It's still only a croak a few moments later.
"I - is there any way of… making sure that doesn't happen?"
The panic and worry in my eyes must have been visible – this is the first time I've ever seen Sue look sympathetic.
"Well, there is one way. To me it's sounds like a stupid ass thing to make sure you stay as… you, but all the people I know of, that have been close to the edge have said the only thing that stopped them is love. They fell in love and just the thought of that other person brought them back."I stare at her intensely, looking for any sign of a lie in her face. Nothing. I nod slowly and she goes back to work.
Love. That's the answer. That's the way to stop me from falling over the edge. Images rush into my mind of all the people I love. My dad, of course, my mom, who I miss so much every day. And Rachel, she's my best friend. All the people in my dorm, people I'm going to keep friendships with for life. And then Blaine. Do I love him? Surely I'd know if I loved him? I know I'm definitely falling for him, hard at that. But I don't think I'm fully there yet. Then the conversation I had with my dad popped into my head. The one a few years ago, he was telling me about love and finding the right person. One thing stood out and that was him, looking me straight in the eyes and saying, "Power isn't everything, son. It's some things, but the true power is the power of your heart."
He then told me that when I fell in love, I'd know about it. And that's how I knew I wasn't in love with Blaine, not yet.
And as if by just thinking about him, he appeared. I felt pressure on my shoulders and turned to see his beautiful face.
He looked at me with a smile, but caught sight of my expression, still worried and frowning.
"What's wrong? Don't say nothing, because I know something's up."
One thing I love and hate about Blaine; he's very observant.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you later back at our room."
He nodded his 'okay' and kissed my cheek, taking his seat. I felt a squeeze on my hand and knew it was to comfort me. I appreciated it.
Mr Schue walked into the room.
"Okay everybody! Today, as you can see, will be more of a skills day. But before any of that, we need to address an issue that all of you should know about!"
Oh god. The last thing I need is more drama.
"We have become aware of a villain. He used to be a student here and is a multi-powerist. And a powerful one at that."
No. No, this kid must've lost control. It's going to happen to me. I feel the terror creeping up inside as I wait for Mr Schue to continue.
"And his name is Sebastian Smythe."