A Shattered Boy And His Notebook
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A Shattered Boy And His Notebook: Chapter 1: A New Start


E - Words: 735 - Last Updated: Feb 28, 2013
Story: Closed - Chapters: 8/? - Created: Jan 08, 2013 - Updated: Feb 28, 2013
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Author's Notes: Kurt wasn't always this way there was a time when he used to talk, hell he used to be a part of his old school's glee club. But, that was all before it happened. Now he attends Dalton Academy. Will Blaine, his ever handsome, roomate be able to piece back together Kurt's life, or will he be forever shattered? TRIGGERS: attempted suicide, talk of self-harm, hint of abuse. So this is my first fic, like ever. After reading so many I figured, HEY why not??? Let me know what you think, if you like it.

 

Kurt wasn't always this way there was a time when he used to talk, hell he used to be a part of his old school's glee club. But, that was all before it happened. That was the reason he was now sitting here, in his father's truck driving 2 and a half hours away. He was feeling so conflict. For one, he was relieved to be getting away from that hell-hole you call high school. But in the other hand he was sad to be leaving his friends, well mostly Mercedes and Rachel. Sighing deeply Kurt stared out the window, knees pulled to his chest, watching the raindrops fall down the window, his notebook resting between his knees and his shirt.

 

Burt glanced over at his son, the boy used to have so much life in his eyes, so much personality in his clothes. Now his eyes were just shadows of hurt and suffering, his clothes boring and too big. This wasn't the son he knew he had, wasn't Kurt; it was the outline of a broken kid. Burt would never forget the day that he got the phone call. A phone call parent ever wants to get.

 

                 "Hello, is this Burt Hummel?" "Yes, this is him." "We have your son, Kurt her-" "I'm on my way"

 

That was why he and Carol had decided to send Kurt to Dalton Academy.

 

                  "They have a zero-tolerance bullying policy and on staff therapists. It's for the best, Kurt, you will be safe." Kurt scratched frantically on his notepad, that has been his inky way of communicating these past few weeks, but still only then does he ever really say a few words.

No, its too much- that was where Burt stopped reading and looked at his son. Kurt, Carol and I have agreed that we want to do this. You mean the world to me Kiddo, and I would go through hell and back to make sure that you were safe. Burt knew not to reach out and try to touch his son, it would only make Kurt freak out so he just pleaded with his eyes. Dalton is the right decision. You should go pack; we are leaving in the morning.

 

That is how Kurt found himself walking into a large brick building the next day. Kurt felt so out of place here, the old Kurt would have jumped at the opportunity to go here, but that Kurt was gone.  That Kurt wore designer clothes, at bargain prices; this Kurt wore baggy pants and an oversized sweatshirt.  That Kurt would stand up tall, proud to be who he was, this Kurt had seemed to shrink himself down, never looking up from the floor yet for a few seconds.

 

Hello, welcome to Dalton Academy, you must be Kurt Hummel. Kurt glanced at her to show her a little bit of acknowledgement. Im Miss Keltington a guidance counselor here at the school. This is the main build, we call it The Nest.  It is where the main office, guidance office, infirmary, dining hall, rec center, and library are located.  Kurt seemed to zone out as the obnoxiously perky lady proceeded to tell the history of Dalton and its buildings.  Miss Keltington pulled out a golden key and held it out to Kurt. Kurt Kurt?  Kurt looked up at MissKeltington, “As I was saying, your dorm in located in Pavarotti. It is located on the left side of campus.  It hosts most members of the Warblers, they are the glee club here at the school, and your father told us how you liked to sing. I know you had requested a single dorm but due to your time of transfer we were not able to get you a single, but your roommate, Blaine Anderson, is one of this school’s finest.”  She then pulled out more papers explaining to him that this was the map of the school and his new schedule. Diner would be served from 6-8 in the dining room and curfew was at 11. 

 

Burt and Kurt walked down the hall till they reached room number 354, his dorm. A thousand worries ran through his mind. Kurt was nervous; what if his roommate didnt like him, what if he hated gay kids- Kurt had to stop this.  He was here to get better; it is supposed to be safe.  He was safe here. Kurt took a deep breath and turned the handle to the room, time to meet his new roommate. 

 

End Notes: REVIEWS? PLEASE? I'll give you Candy...

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Thanks, I'm excited for where this is going

Mmmmm how can I say no to candy :)No, I really liked it, can't wait to read the next chapter

I would love love love to see where you're going to go with this. You've got some talent!!!!

Really!?!? thanks, I'm so nervouse about it. I'm glad you liked it.

This is good! I would love to read another chapter :DAlso, if you're serious about the candy I like skittles :)

Thanks! *give skittles*

Thanks! I'm kinda coming up with it on the fly. I wasn't sure this was going to be liked so I didn't get a beta, but with the response I've gotton from here and FanFic I decided to continue it.

Fantastic...great plot...can't wait to see where you take this!! :D There are just a few spelling & grammatical errors...keep up the great work!!