Okay so listen, you all are probably expecting some romantic lovey dovey
story but may I tell you this is not what this is. This is not about a
misfit who rises above this is about my hight school life. So, if you have
a problem well that sucks for you.

I'm not the most popular but i'm not the least popular either. Let me tell
you who is the most popular. Stupid Blaine Anderson is and it drives me
crazy. What's so special about him? Nothing that's right nothing, zip, zilch
nada.

He thinks he can just walk in with his charming personality and swoop
whoever he wants off their feet. But let me tell you it's not going to
work. I can see what he's doing. The same thing he's been doing since
kindergarten. Ruining my already messed up sucky life.

That's right dont beleive it. I bet you think i'm over reacting but i'm
not. The race that is my life stinks but like that sucky race there's
always that loser who comes in second. The loser racer is me. Kurt
Eathan Hummel.

But this year i'm not coming in second, i'm not coming in third.
So where does that leave me? That's right, first. And to all you
smart alec dumb asses. No i'm not coming in fourth. If I have it my
way Blaine Micheal Anderson is coming in last.

So what this is, a story about me. So shut up, sit down, and read.
Because this is about me not you, but me.
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Let's start out with the basic's today in French.

"Okay class time to assign seats. Micheal, Emily, Josh, Eli, Blaine, Kurt"

"What, No!" I said maybe a little louder than I should have.

"Is there a problem, Mr.Hummel?"

"Oh, sorry Ms. Steven I just got a little...carried away."

"It's fine just dont let it happen again."

Yep I have to sit by Blaine. Stupid, idiotic, Blaine freaking Anderson.

Everyone took their seat. I took mine by Blaine.

"Okay class, work with the person next to you on a paper about
what you think would improve the school. But i want it presented
in french on the 15th."

I thought my day started out bad now it just got ten times worse.

"Goodie." I muttered.

"Hi, I guess i'm working with you Kurt." Blaine said.

"Well your not working with the freaking tooth fairy." I said quietly

"Same old Kurt I guess."

"Sorry to dissapoint."

"Okay then."

"Lets just get this over with."

"Why do you hate me?"

"Can we just do the stupid prodject?"

"Okay?"
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Well the reason why i hate Blaine is he always had to be better than me.
He always got what he wanted.He even stole my best friend Quinn.So thats
why i hate him.

At lunch i sat with my friends,Mercedes and Rachel.Yes i have other
friends but their my closest ones.I have a lot of friends from glee
club and the cherrios and that crap.

Blaine sat at the other end of tha lunch room with his charming attitude
and his chraming smile and his beautiful eyes.I mean with his stupid
self.He even has girls all over him and he's gay.
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